Is the script interesting?
Mia Sutton: Why does this sound so familiar?
At this mont, her mind was spinning faster than anything, like a little spinning top.
After quickly thinking it through, she decisively shook her head, "No, it’s not interesting at all, not as interesting as you."
Her tone was filled with a desire to survive, almost as if she’d engrave the words "I’m telling the truth" on her face.
Jensen Sterling heard this and chuckled, his facial features softened, no longer as indifferent as before.
"Really?"
Mia Sutton quickly nodded, this was no ti to hesitate.
After nodding, she looked at Jensen Sterling sincerely, as if to say, "See, I’m being honest."
Jensen looked down and chuckled softly, "Alright, got it."
A few minutes later, Mia Sutton thought.
Damn, you’re not playing by the rules; she complinted him, she said the script wasn’t interesting.
Why is it still like this!
"Mr. Sterling, you’re deceiving ." Mia’s voice had a hint of a sob.
Jensen Sterling: "When did I deceive you?"
"Behave yourself, we have filming tomorrow."
Mia Sutton never expected that tomorrow’s filming would be used against her at this ti.
Mia was exasperated.
～～～
Mia Sutton lay weakly on the bed, her face full of resentnt. She didn’t know whether to thank him for sparing her or to thank him for teasing her before letting her go.
Jensen Sterling knew there was filming tomorrow, so he wouldn’t go overboard, just a slight punishnt for the girl.
So many days without acknowledging him, taking a little interest shouldn’t be too much, right?
As for the principal amount, it’s to be collected slowly, there’s plenty of opportunities.
And when Mia Sutton, lying like a dead fish on the bed, saw soone walk out freshly showered,
She snorted, then buried her face, ignoring him.
Jensen Sterling walked to the bedside and tugged at the quilt, "Want sothing to eat?"
Mia’s eyes widened imdiately, a scene flashed in her mind, and she stamred, "How could you... back out on your word."
Hearing this, Jensen Sterling realized soone misunderstood.
He then grabbed his phone, opened an app, and showed it to Mia Sutton, "What do you want to eat?"
Mia Sutton: "???"
Her brain montarily froze, "This kind of eat."
Jensen Sterling: "What did you think?"
Mia Sutton: "..." Damn it, she said it out loud. This was a social death mont, as if her mind was quite improper.
Clearly, she’s such an upright girl, now being influenced, and her mind’s filled with unsuitable thoughts.
It was the epito of awkwardness, her face flushed as if it could drip blood.
"Well, I’m suddenly not very hungry, don’t feel like eating anymore."
Partly due to the embarrassnt just now, partly out of a bit of sulkiness.
Earlier, she wanted to order food, he didn’t allow it, and even teased her. Now asking her to order, fine, she won’t eat.
Everyone’s got a bit of a temper!
Then our incredibly awkward and slightly sulking Mia Sutton found at the very next mont that her stomach embarrassingly grumbled.
And continuously, too.
"Not hungry?"
Mia Sutton managed to socially die once more.
The next second, she wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, not leaving even a gap, a muffled voice ca out from within.
"Just order whatever."
It was clearly soone else’s overreach at first; now it turns out that after all her moves, she ended up being the embarrassed one.
Mia Sutton scolded herself harshly under the blanket.
Mia Sutton, your thoughts are impure, you’ve died socially.
...
The socially deceased person, after sulking like a turtle for a while, still obediently went to eat when the takeout arrived.
No choice, she was a bit hungry already, consud so energy, making her even hungrier, she had to eat.
...
The next day, they arrived on set.
Jensen Sterling was very considerate, and Mia Sutton didn’t feel any discomfort today.
Once at the set, she started putting on makeup.
With filming already underway for almost half a month, the actors had mostly beco familiar with each other, so when Mia Sutton arrived, so greeted her warmly.
After all, during this ti in the crew, everyone noticed that although Mia Sutton ca from a reality show, she was different from those idols who only bring traffic and act poorly.
Her abilities were recognized by everyone, she took acting seriously, and had no bad temper, how could she not be liked.
However, there were those who didn’t like her, such as Annabelle Hughes.
In the makeup room, Annabelle Hughes was also getting her makeup done, wearing a cheongsam, sitting there while the makeup artist was still drawing her eyebrows.
A female actor beside her said, "Sister Annabelle, today is your first scene with Mia, right?"
Annabelle Hughes responded blandly, seemingly indifferent.
"Sister Annabelle, you’ll have to hold back a bit, give her so room, since she’s just a young girl, it wouldn’t be good if she can’t handle the scene."
Annabelle Hughes put on her earrings and turned back, "As an actor, one should perform properly, there’s no such thing as holding back."
"Since it’s Director Lawson who chose her, her acting skills are naturally not bad."
After speaking, she turned and left the makeup room.
The crew was in place, Mia Sutton had been sitting there, holding the script, and going over the lines she’d missed yesterday because of soone.
The ti was almost up, Ian Lee ca over with the script and waved to the actors, "Alright, everyone, co over, we’re ready to shoot."
Today they were shooting the scene of Rosalind’s first day in the house.
Annabelle Hughes played the manager of the house; she was originally a young lady from a wealthy family, but due to a family downfall, she was sold here, eventually climbing up to beco the manager.
The scene was about the first day Rosalind ca to the house, and her warning to her.
The caras were all set up, Ian Lee sat in front of the cara, ready to call action: "Start."
The clapperboard staff clapped the board and quickly stepped back.
Annabelle Hughes, in her cheongsam, holding a feather fan, fanned herself slowly, looking indifferently at the person in front of her.
"You want to join the house?"
Though Rosalind looked a bit pale, she was calm, nodding as she replied, "Yes."
"With the war ongoing, we don’t keep idlers in the house," and then quickly changed her tone, "If you want to join, you need to have skills!"
With her words, Mia Sutton sensed a subtle difference, but she noticed it.
She lifted her eyes, staring fixedly at the person sitting in the chair.
Although it seed they were rely exchanging looks, only they knew the current feeling.
Mia Sutton clearly sensed the other was pressing the scene, which wasn’t unusual among actors.
So seasoned actors could skillfully control their aura, suppressing their co-actor during filming, causing the other to lose their flow.
Annabelle Hughes was doing just that, pressing the scene, she wanted to see how Mia Sutton would manage.
Their eyes t, almost sparking with electricity.
A mont later, Mia Sutton smiled slowly, her voice turning cool, "How do you know I don’t have skills!"
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