The manager sighed, "I’ve hired two more veteran teachers to coach you full ti in your acting. This ti, you’d better be serious, or even Stanislavsky himself can’t save you if you lose any more popularity!"
Hayes Edwards looked up from his mobile ga, "Grilled chicken sounds good, I’m hungry now, let’s order that for takeaway."
Right after he finished talking, a burst of exaggerated ga sound effects rang out.
Manager: "... I can’t be bothered with you!"
He looked at an assistant nearby, "Keep a close eye on him for today, he’s not allowed to leave the crew!"
The assistant nodded and asked, "And where will you be heading?"
The manager grabbed his wallet off to the side, "Where else can I go? I’m going to get him so chicken!"
The shooting location of the crew was on a mountain top, even ordering takeaway was a challenge, if one didn’t want to have a crew’s boxed al, they would have to go down the hill to buy it themselves.
As the manager opened the door ready to head out, he ran into Louis Snyder who was standing outside the door.
Still wearing the costu from the shoot, with the harmless look of a delicate and noble young master, he was the kind of person who was easily likeable. Seeing him, the manager, Brother King’s face loosened up a bit, "Louis, are you just back from shooting?"
Louis nodded, "Yes."
Inside the room, the voices of the two people outside the door reached Edwards’s ears.
He huffed coldly, controlling the ga on his mobile to wreak havoc, the screen full of bloodshed.
Even the assistant couldn’t bear to watch.
Was Brother Edwards angry again, because of Louis?
Although your acting skills as the second male lead are indeed quite good, the director praises you every day.
It’s reasonable for Brother Edwards to be angry.
Then Brother King’s voice ca from outside again, "Hayes Edwards, co out and greet Louis. You’re both the sa age, you should have sothing in common to talk about."
The idea of Brother King was simple, to let his own artist mingle more with Louis, maybe that would improve his acting skills.
This was a desperate asure.
Who could help it when Edward’s acting skills were so unbearable to watch? If it weren’t for his good looks, he would have definitely been cursed to the bone by now.
"I’m busy." Edwards didn’t even lift his head, turning the ga volu up to the maximum.
Brother King looked over at him, "You’re busy? All you do all day is play your rotten ga, I’ll uninstall it for you sooner or later!"
Louis was a smart man, he knew from the first day they t that Edwards, the male lead of the sa crew, didn’t like him.
Originally, he didn’t care, after all, there were too many people who disliked him.
But later, when he and Hannah beca hot topics and a bunch of couple fans appeared online, he couldn’t help but care.
He watched the video clips made by the netizens.
On the stage, the two of them in red, entwined, veils flying, creating an indescribable aura of ambiguity.
With just one look, Louis frantically closed and switched off his mobile.
Since then, he didn’t dare to look at it anymore.
He fears seeing in Hannah’s eyes the kind of adoration he once knew so well, yet despised.
Edward’s face, indeed, looked even better than his.
This made him uncomfortable.
Louis pressed his lips together, smiled politely and harmlessly, "Since Mr. Edwards is not available, I won’t disturb him."
The manager waved his hand, "Oh, don’t mind him, Edwards is just like this, you need to be more patient with him."
Louis replied with a nod, smiling.
His gaze focused on the man lounging on the sofa in the room.
The ga music had stopped at so point, replaced by a gentle lody.
It sounded familiar.
It was the song Hannah and Edwards perford together on stage during the second act.
He was watching the duo’s live feed.
Reviews
All reviews (0)