Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud Chapter 106: The Feeling of a Longtime Secret Crush

Today is the first day of official filming.

September in Aurelia is equally scorching, and shooting on location feels as if we are being grilled under a burning sun.

Maeve Lane’s final style choice is the first set she started with, and Sarah Sutton and Nina Quinn are accompanying her here for makeup.

Her skin is so tender it seems to be bursting with water; even in such hot weather, Maeve Lane’s cheeks only blush slightly, and with her serene aura, just looking at her feels cooling.

"This naturally cold white skin is truly beautiful," the makeup artist sighed once more. "It’s just a bit difficult to apply makeup on, Director Dayne asked to apply more dark powder on you, otherwise you’re too pale."

Maeve Lane closed her eyes, a slight curve on her lips, "Thank you for your trouble."

After finishing the makeup, Maeve Lane dressed up and went to the filming set.

She had already morized the lines by heart, and when acting opposite Julian Fairchild, both of them perford very well.

After a few hours, they almost didn’t miss a beat.

Director Dayne couldn’t stop smiling, looking increasingly satisfied with Maeve Lane.

There are many beautiful actresses in the entertainnt circle, but there are indeed few as talented as Maeve Lane.

However, she was a bit lacking in emotional scenes.

Soon, his thoughts were confird.

This scene fild is a mont before the Tianyuan Festival, which will also serve as the official opening of the main film.

Its importance is self-explanatory.

In the drama, it is soon to be the Decadal Tianyuan Festival of the Celestial Dynasty, which celebrates the birth of Emperor Monarch and has been held for three hundred years since the second generation.

During every Tianyuan Festival, vassal states send representatives from the younger generation of elite talents to the Celestial Dynasty to participate in the celebrations.

The festival is not rely a simple celebration; perhaps it once was, but now, the young talents who stand out at the festival have long beco the targets of competition among nations.

In an era where power defines the world, it will ultimately end with force.

Maeve Lane lay on the grass, a blade of grass at the corner of her mouth, hands behind her head, legs crossed, her well-defined calves encased in exquisite black boots exuding a powerful beauty. Her eyes, leisurely and unbothered, were lightly fixed in one direction.

Director Dayne imdiately called for the caraman to get a close-up; beauty that doesn’t need angle adjustnts is always stunning, no matter how it’s shot!

At this mont, her gaze slightly focused on the man not far away.

She sat up, spit out the grass from her mouth, and smiled, looking at the boy in white standing at the gate of Volantis Palace waiting for him.

Julian Fairchild seed to have rged into one with Miles Monarch.

The man had a slender waist, sharp and chilly features, exuding a faint grandeur of soone accustod to high positions.

He held a luminous sword, resting with eyes closed leaning against a sycamore tree, with features half-revealed in the shade like a celestial being, the sword tassel lightly brushing his silver-white gauntlet on the left wrist, also seemingly brushing lightly across Eliza Grant’s heart.

He liked Miles Monarch.

He had liked him from a very early ti and had done so for many years.

"Cut—"

Director Dayne interrupted Maeve Lane, calling both of them over.

Maeve Lane glanced at Julian Fairchild and walked over to Director Dayne first.

Director Dayne, holding the script for this segnt, spoke to Maeve Lane, "Here you two don’t have any dialogue, so the audience will focus on the look in your eyes, but Maeve, your gaze seems a bit off."

Maeve Lane lifted her eyelids, revealing a faint sense of puzzlent.

Director Dayne explained, "You perford well in the previous scenes, but in this segnt, your gaze towards Julian should be one of deep love, like the feeling of a long-standing crush. Can you capture that feeling?"