Had Li Weiwei understood?
Of course not.
Frustrated and furious, Xuan Ze grabbed a gaphone and started yelling.
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Li Weiwei, stop stop stop stop stop, didn’t you say you understood? Is this what understanding looks like? Do it again!
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Li Weiwei, do it again.
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Li Weiwei, can you even act, or are you just pretending to have a professional background? I’m embarrassed for you.
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Start over, start over, Li Weiwei, stop, let’s do it again.
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Li Weiwei—
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Li Weiwei had probably never felt such humiliation; by the eighteenth take, she still hadn’t gotten it right and finally exploded, "Director Tang, you’re being unfair."
With every curse stifled in his throat, Xuan Ze stord up to Li Weiwei, his face dark, "Oh, I’m being unfair, am I? Tell , what did I say that was wrong?"
Li Weiwei’s eyes were red as she pointed toward Yuran not far away, "Director Tang, don’t you think you’re incredibly biased? When you explain the script to her, you’re all patience, but when it’s us, you just scream."
Xuan Ze was incredulous, "If you had the acting skills Yuran has, I’d be just as gentle with you. Do you?"
Li Weiwei, "Even if I don’t, Director Tang, you have gone too far. Everyone here has seen it; you have a special relationship with Yuran. Who knows if you haven’t been coaching her privately, how many tis you’ve guided her through her role? We don’t get that, do we?"
Her words sent shockwaves through the crowd. Xuan Ze’s gaze sharply turned to the supporting actors, his smile hinting at coldness, "So, you all think this way?"
Everyone was excited about having the opportunity to act in Xuan Ze’s film; how could they say such a ss?
Seeing Xuan Ze getting angry, everyone shook their heads, pushing a representative forward, "We didn’t say that, Director Tang, we haven’t discussed this with Li Weiwei."
Xuan Ze looked back at Li Weiwei, "So, you’re the only one saying this?"
Li Weiwei felt even more aggrieved, and at this point, she couldn’t care less about Xuan Ze’s stern expression, "Director Tang, speaking honestly, did I say anything incorrect? Yuran is just a newcor; if there’s really nothing between you, would she receive such exceptional care?"
At that mont, having been resting quietly on the side and saying nothing, Bo Yan spoke up, "If you don’t want to act, get out. The production isn’t short on money."
aning, we can find soone to replace you anyti.
Li Weiwei’s face drastically changed. She’d assud that Bo Yan, the famous actor who hated the murky dealings of the industry the most, would be moved by her words and start to have doubts about Xuan Ze and Yuran, despising the murky atmosphere of the production.
In the industry, he was adamantly just; he would surely stand up for her. But she had forgotten that Bo Yan’s level of cold-bloodedness was directly proportional to how straightforwardly he faced things.
He absolutely disliked ddling in others’ affairs, no matter who they were.
Xuan Ze’s own expression was quite awful when Yuran walked up to him with a beaming smile and said, "Why does this sound so wrong to ? You’re saying my Tang Wan shines because she had Director Tang’s help?"
Li Weiwei snapped angrily, "Isn’t that the case?"
Yuran let out an ’oh’, snatched the script from her hand, and after reviewing a part of her scene, slowly said, "But I think I’m a genius. Even if it’s not Tang Wan’s script, when I play Lin Wei, I beco Lin Wei."
This statent was indeed arrogant.
The surrounding crew mbers looked at Yuran in surprise, not expecting her to be so shaless.
mbers of the supporting cast also looked over.
Only Bo Yan, his eyes half-closed, had a barely noticeable smile, his expression gradually softening as he watched Yuran. She could feel his gaze, the coldness on her face lessened sowhat.
Li Weiwei was stunned for a mont and scornfully said, "Anyone can boast."
Yuran, "It’s not necessarily boasting. I can play Lin Wei well, but can you play Tang Wan well?"
Li Weiwei’s heart skipped a beat, and her look at Yuran trembled significantly. Stubbornly, she faced Yuran and said, "Who, who knows whether you’ve secretly studied it on your own?"
This reason, when spoken, made not only Yuran but also the supporting cast and the crew laugh. Was this convincing? Not at all!
Was Yuran so bored as to study Lin Wei on her own just to clash with soone today?
Could Yuran have foreseen that Li Weiwei would suddenly confront her?
Having spoken, Li Weiwei realized how thoughtless it was and blushed with anger, hating Yuran even more. Yuran did not care and said, "Demonstrating Lin Wei to you is rely to defend Director Xuan Ze against insults from soone brainless like you, which is a disgrace to his career.
At least there have been scandals about you, but never about Director Xuan Ze."
Yuran was efficient and straightforward, distancing herself and reenacting a scene she had observed, bringing the scene to life with the right touch of emotion. The cunning deceit and twisted jealousy of a sophisticated young lady were displayed vividly by her, exceptionally brilliant.
Li Weiwei stood petrified, her nails digging deeply into her palms, her face full of outrage.
The supporting cast mbers were impressed beyond words.
And Bo Yan was not the least bit shocked, taking it for granted and casually complinted, "You’ve left her no dignity."
The crew mbers covered their mouths and chuckled. Xuan Ze’s team was always harmonious, rarely facing such conflicts, so the crew felt at a loss concerning Li Weiwei’s outburst today.
Now, with Yuran slapping her taphorically in the face, everyone felt extrely relieved.
Li Weiwei was unconvinced, still thinking it was Yuran’s sche. Yuran, having never seen soone so foolish, threw the script at her, "Alright then, you pick, and I’ll perform. If I don’t play it so well that you question your existence, I will feel sorry for your ’dog-chewed’ intelligence.
Forget it, let’s not insult dogs. They are smarter and more sensible than you."
With such words spoken, how could things get any better? Li Weiwei was so infuriated she could hardly keep herself composed, no longer in the mood to have Yuran perform anything else. Xuan Ze didn’t leave her any dignity and imdiately called Li Weiwei’s agency to have soone escort her out.
Li Weiwei’s spirits deflated like a shriveled balloon, her head hanging dejectedly, like a defeated rooster.
Was Li Weiwei really kicked out? Of course not, since she was just a bit away from finishing her part in the film. It was rely a lesson, and Bo Yan could certainly afford such an action, though he was stopped by Yuran.
Money shouldn’t be spent that way.
However, Yuran wasn’t concerned about that anymore. That night, she received a call from Lin Zhan, the director of "Emperor Shun of Tang," who told her over the phone that he could et her conditions and suggested working overti at night, as most of Xie Qingcheng’s scenes occurred then.
Yuran was thrilled, quickly sharing the news with Bo Yan. Watching her excitent to the point of jumping on him, he couldn’t help but hold her tight, "Very happy?"
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