Never expected that the last ti I acted with her was two years ago. In these two years, she’s grown so much. There’s a subtle ease and grace about her now.
It makes sense, aside from Bo Yan training her day and night, these past two years have been full of ups and downs, and she’s experienced a lot. So people get crushed by these experiences, unable to recover. Even if they persevere, they’re often left exhausted. The hardships are etched on their faces, making them appear older.
Only soone like Xia Siyu, who doesn’t care what others say and lives happily in her own world, can draw nourishnt from such experiences and live even more radiantly. Thinking back to her outsmarting Wei Jingjing to grab the best food, her face full of happiness, perhaps the old saying rings true: the foolish have their own kind of fortune.
"Shang Feifei? Shang Feifei!" Xia Siyu called out loudly, finally bringing Shang Feifei back to reality. She turned to look at her and asked, "What’s up?" She glanced down at her script, "Are we talking about the important points?"
Xia Siyu looked at her with confusion, "Why do you keep staring at ? Do I have so greens between my teeth from lunch?" She pulled out a compact mirror and ticulously inspected herself, "Nope, nothing there."
She glanced at Shang Feifei again, then at Han Yifan behind her, hesitating. If it weren’t for the fact that you have a boyfriend, I’d suspect you having ulterior motives with . I’m straight, I don’t want to date you!
Bo Yan coughed, "Nothing much, just keep acting like you did just now. It’s just that you were a bit slow picking up the line when the cara started, were you trying sothing different?"
"No, it’s just... maybe I’m not quite familiar with the script yet, so my emotions weren’t really on point."
"Oh, then pay a little more attention next ti. It’s nothing major, we can keep filming." After all, Shang Feifei is helping out for free, so the demands aren’t as high.
They restarted filming, and she quickly got into it. There was one being lively, one doing the supporting role, one being picky, and the leading lady caught between it all. A ga of mahjong turned into a scene full of intrigue, Xia Siyu was as expected, and after adjusting her mindset, Shang Feifei quickly followed up. Li Yiru didn’t want to be left behind either, and there was another player, the leading lady in the other version of the play "Sunrise," although not well-known, she’s consistently good in theater. The n and servants watching on the side seed glamorous and lively. But as the cara shifted, downstairs not far away was the poor "Little Thing," sold into the brothel, and a mute boy selling newspapers, vividly depicting the world’s various stories.
Once the scene was finished, Shang Feifei completed her task. She changed out of her costu, didn’t even have ti to remove her makeup, just changed clothes, and prepared to leave for her evening flight.
She has an appointnt in another city tomorrow morning, Wang Ju had already left by noon, and now it’s her turn to set off.
Han Yifan and the assistant have gone to the hotel in advance, packed her things, and the car is parked outside the set, ready to take her straight to the airport. It happened to be dinnerti as well, so Bo Yan asked, "Are you in such a rush? How about dinner before you go?"
Given that he had coaxed her into acting without pay, he had to show so courtesy.
Shang Feifei saw Xia Siyu holding a bowl, looking like she was watching a show, and she smiled, "I could stay for dinner, but my friendly cao is over, now it’s ti for the normal paynt. My rate is about two hundred thousand per hour, thank you for your patronage."
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