Chapter 1216: Chapter 1207 Crisis (3)
Xia Siyu looked at the makeup mirror, complaining to Wei Jingjing a mont ago: “At noon, I want to eat double-skin milk, drink mung bean soup, and buy Jiang Zhuangnai, or I’ll be mad at you.”
In the next mont, she stared at the mirror, suddenly feeling that all the surrounding clamor was gradually fading away.
She looked at herself in the mirror, her skin gradually darkening, muscles subtly bulging on her arms, and her pupils turning a calm deep black, as if she instantly grasped the essence of the character in the play.
A mirror, reflecting two worlds, inside and out. A person, also has both good and evil. Sotis the good floats to the surface, while the evil is deeply hidden in the heart, only visible when triggered. Sotis the exterior seems fierce and sinister, but inside there is softness.
She looked at the reflection in the mirror, feeling as if she was no longer herself, but the person in the play. Although she was playing a grievously sinful drug lord, she wasn’t entirely devoid of humanity. However, she knew well that her role was still the antagonist. She didn’t need to wash herself clean; she just needed to play the antagonist’s logic well, be bad to the right degree, and also be soft-hearted appropriately.
What Jiang Jiahe, what Jiang Bui, she wouldn’t care about any of them. Besides the male lead, she treats others cold-heartedly, decisively as a villain should, right? Jiang Jiahe is just her subordinate in the play, she didn’t need to pay him any special attention, and if she did, it was just the concern between brothers, unrelated to emotions.
“Ms. Xia, Ms. Xia, are you satisfied?”
The makeup artist’s words brought her back from her state, she nodded, got up, and went to find Director Ji again before the shooting officially began.
Over there, Jiang Bui looked at her going back and forth to the director, wondering if she was trying to trip up her brother.
She originally thought that her presence on set would put pressure on Xia Siyu, but who knew this guy would eat well, sleep soundly, and act well too. Xia Siyu, just as she said, thanked the hard beating from three years ago, which let her experience society’s harshness early, now she’s well-honed, not phased by honor or disgrace.
This ti she ca, indeed, for Xia Siyu. But she wouldn’t ruin her brother’s debut opportunity and the film the company invested in just for revenge on Xia Siyu.
She only told her brother: “Beware of her tricks.”
Soon, shooting began, the cara started rolling.
Xia Siyu was still sitting in the room when suddenly she heard a noise, and the second male lead stood by the door.
Jiang Jiahe hadn’t spoken yet when the director imdiately called “Cut.”
Everyone looked at each other, but Xia Siyu understood, the performance was botched.
It really is so, seeing people appear on the movie screen seems simple, but in reality, a newcor coming out doesn’t even know how to position themselves for the shot, how to get into fra.
That’s the case with Jiang Jiahe.
He seed just standing there, but how, how to speak, seed incapable of expressing all of a sudden.
When filming resud, as soon as he opened his mouth, nerves took over… he forgot his lines.
Just a line, less than ten words, and he could forget it.
Again, though he rembered the line, his delivery was stuttered with an accent showing.
Xia Siyu yawned out of boredom at the side, which was heard by Jiang Bui, who instantly got upset: “Miss Xia, your work attitude is so bad, how can Pudding imrse in acting like this?”
After she spoke, there was silence, even Xia Siyu was amused: “What was that saying? Bla the outhouse for not being able to defecate. That’s exactly you.”
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