Seeing Irene Spencer injured, everyone imdiately gathered around her.
She was the lead actress. If she got injured, it would definitely affect the progress of filming. A small part of this movie had already been shot. However, due to the replacent of the actress for the supporting role, all her scenes had to be re-shot. Combined with the script’s complexity, the workload was undeniably heavy.
"Doctor!"
Director Wilton instantly called out loudly for a doctor, while several staff mbers also gathered around, displaying their concern.
The doctor quickly ca over and checked Irene’s injury. Vera Wave, who had been pushed to the outskirts of the crowd, approached with an apologetic expression.
"Miss Spencer, I am really sorry. I didn’t an to."
Anabel Wilton, the assistant, unhappily retorted, "Didn’t an to? Can’t a grown person watch where they’re going?"
"Lucy Clark!" Irene stopped her assistant. With a relaxed smile directed at Vera, she said, "I don’t think it’s a big deal."
"How is she?" Director Wilton imdiately asked the doctor.
"Nothing serious, just a slight abrasion." The doctor gently moved Irene’s ankle. "Miss Spencer, does it hurt?"
"It’s nothing, it’s nothing, it doesn’t hurt." Irene quickly waved her hand, her expression magnanimous. "Everyone, don’t be so tense. Soone just stepped on my foot, that’s all."
Although her words were magnanimous, a hint of smugness flashed in her eyes.
Now this little girl should realize who exactly is the lead actress on this set.
After the doctor sprayed so Aurich White Mist on it, Irene stood up.
"Co on, let’s continue shooting."
"Miss Spencer, I’m truly sorry." Seeing Irene’s magnanimity, Vera Wave felt even more embarrassed and added, "I’ll be more careful next ti."
"No worries, don’t be tense!" Irene patted her shoulder. "I’m older than you, so just call Sister Irene. We’re all part of the sa team here; no need to be so formal with ’Miss Spencer’ all the ti."
With Irene’s superb acting skills, Vera couldn’t discern that it was all an act and returned a sweet smile.
"Alright, thank you, Sister Irene."
Catching her smile, a flicker of coldness crossed Irene’s eyes.
Humph! That little chit, still trying to compete with ?
"All departnts, get ready! Retake!"
At the director’s command, everyone started shooting again.
This ti, Irene acted with even more vigor, fully leveraging her experience to secure the optimal cara angles.
From afar, Director Wilton watched the two perform, his brows furrowing slowly.
"Cut!"
Vera, lacking experience, didn’t realize she was being upstaged. She was so engrossed in her acting that she only stopped in confusion when she heard the director’s voice.
"Director, did I do sothing wrong?"
Director Wilton glanced at Irene and cleared his throat.
"Adjust the lighting a bit. Vera, stand a little more to the left; the shot looks awkward from this angle."
The director knew perfectly well that Irene was upstaging her co-star. However, such things were quite commonplace among actors. What was the entertainnt industry, after all? Only a few could stand at the top of the pyramid. Who would be willing to settle for diocrity? Audiences see the final movie and the acting. But during actual filming, which actor doesn’t give their absolute all? Especially actresses—who wouldn’t want to snag the best cara position and present her most beautiful side? This sort of matter was better understood than explicitly stated. Even as a director, he could only consider the film’s aesthetics and overall effect; he couldn’t ddle in the actors’ competition for the lilight.
Hence, even though Director Wilton noticed, he could only bla it on the lighting and take the opportunity to give Vera a subtle reminder.
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