With a lazy yawn, Bi Xia sat on the ground, fanning himself with his hand while chatting with 007, who had been rambling on since Bi Xia fell to the ground, "Obviously, you could have fallen down more gracefully! You had to make such a grand gesture as if you couldn’t wait to lie down and play dead!"
"Also, also, if you end up smiling and shedding a single tear, the effect would be even better!"
"Right, right, if you use your bloodstained hands to sar a blood-red arc in the snow before you die, it would be even more heart-wrenching and poignant!"
"Oh dear, I’m fainting!!!" 007 exclaid more convinced as he spoke, "Your Majesty, go tell the director to reshoot the scene! I think it’s really good this way!"
Bi Xia: ...
’First of all, you’re dying, what beauty are you pursuing? The character is a man, not a woman.’
007: [...]
’Secondly, if you smile to the point where a tear falls, this is a tragedy story, what kind of last-minute crying fits the narrative? Do you think that’s suitable?’
007: [...]
’Thirdly,’ Bi Xia leisurely dusted off the artificial snow from his hands and slowly rose, ’you’re dying and still want to sar the snow, as if it’s a rainbow, transforming into colors upon contact with water, making it poignant and heartbreaking—at that mont, it would beco a sunny day.’
007: [...]
’Lastly,’ Bi Xia walked towards Director Zhang, who was smiling and giving him a thumbs up, with a calm smile on his face, ’the director hasn’t asked for a reshoot, why are you so anxious? It’s up to the director.’
felt that from now on he shouldn’t suggest anything to Bi Xia but should directly assign tasks; otherwise, Bi Xia’s twisted logic could even speak life into the dead.
’Don’t bother giving tasks,’ Bi Xia seemingly knew what sches 007 had in mind, ’just because you give tasks doesn’t an I’ll do them. It’s hard enough wrapping up one, don’t complicate things for yourself, behave.’
007: [...]
Looking at the task list with several zeros, 007 was silent, unable to refute...
"Little Nine," as Bi Xia walked over, Director Zhang approached with a smile, "Is this really your first ti acting?"
Bi Xia smiled and nodded, then cautiously added, "Yes, Director Zhang, I hope it’s not too bad... maybe we should... shoot it again?"
"No need, no need!" Director Zhang waved his hand, "You were great, your performance was spot on, the emotions were perfectly balanced, you should have more confidence in yourself!"
Bi Xia laughed, "Really? Thank you so much, Director Zhang."
But inwardly, he raised an eyebrow at 007, ’See, the director speaks the truth.’
007: [...] I don’t want to speak at all!
"Seriously, Little Nine, are you really not planning to enter this industry? You see, when you go to college and graduate, you’ll need to find a job. Or you could inherit your grandfather’s Xia Family Cuisine, but wouldn’t it be better to pursue sothing you enjoy?"
"Moreover, you have talent, I’m sure after this music video cos out, more people will like you. Then more directors will want to cast you, and with and Luo Liu around, you don’t need to worry about any unfair practices or anything like that, we’ll only give you the best scripts, what do you think?"
Listening to Director Zhang, Bi Xia chuckled, just about to decline, when he heard a familiar yet unfamiliar prompt that hadn’t sounded for a long ti.
[Ding—Random Task: Consider Consider. Task Content, respond to Director Zhang with, I’ll really consider it, reward will be random.]
Bi Xia: ...What kind of absurd task is this?
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