"What exactly should we film?"
Half an hour had passed, but the crew's discussion still hadn't gotten anywhere.
It's not that no one had ideas or creativity—on the contrary, there were too many ideas and too much creativity, and that's why everyone was having choice paralysis.
Plus, everyone was worried that Dundun wouldn't cooperate, so they just kept shooting each other's suggestions down.
Head writer Lele gave her mushroom haircut a little shake:
"Why can't we go with my idea for Dundun coding for Qiang? Qiang is coding late at night, Dundun watches from behind shaking its head, then when Qiang gets sleepy and knocks out on the side, Dundun goes tap-tap-tap and finishes coding... It's simple, creative, and really nails the pain point of programmers having to work overtime..."
Shen Jiayue said:
"But Dundun can't type though..."
As she spoke, Dundun was right where the camera could catch it, seriously tapping away on an old discarded keyboard, just like a tiny programmer.
