Su Ci acted quickly. After receiving Ji Yaoguang's inexplicable call, she finished all her tasks at hand and hurried to a pet shop to find an "ugly cat" for her. However, cute cats were always in high demand, and she couldn't explicitly ask for the ugliest cat. After careful selection, she sent a few photos to Ji Yaoguang. If this client were to take on a role, wouldn't she be running around everywhere, with no ti to raise a cat? In the end, wouldn't it be left to her, the all-capable caretaker? If it were truly too ugly, it would ultimately hurt Su Ci's eyes.
The phone vibrated, and when Ji Yaoguang took it out, she was startled. The cats Su Ci had chosen weren't too ugly, but they had great potential to beco
material, with "depression" written all over their faces. Ji Yaoguang hesitated for a while and asked, "Are there any uglier ones?" She had heard that cats, especially cute ones, were most likely to develop into "mistresses." Her relationship with Chang Yu had just ward up, and she couldn't let this little creature ruin it.
"These are already the ugliest," Su Ci replied quite helplessly. "What do you want an ugly cat for? Is your 'appreciation for ugliness' acting up?"
Ji Yaoguang replied, "No, I want to learn how to relax my body from the cat. This way, I can achieve the best effect when performing, without appearing stiff due to nervousness."
Su Ci said, "Then why does it have to be ugly? Wouldn't a cuter one be better?"
Ji Yaoguang responded righteously, "I don't like cats, I like dogs." After a pause, she added, "It should be easy to raise, not one of those cat ancestors living more preciously than humans. I've already thought of a na, it'll be called 'Siren'."
Su Ci: "Alright, alright, you're the boss, you decide."
After New Year's Day, more than half of the filming ti had passed. Director Li Ou's temper was becoming increasingly volatile, like a walking powder keg. Ji Yaoguang didn't want to provoke him and risk being scolded. The ending of "The Treacherous Courtier" was sowhat open-ended. The protagonist, Yun Yanhui, gradually climbed to a high position, only to have her identity exposed by her childhood friend turned enemy, Xie Xi, and was sentenced to death for deceiving the emperor. By then, Prince Zhao Tianxi had ascended to the throne.
If Princess Pingyang were to speak up, Yun Yanhui wouldn't have to die. Court officials and common people were all criticizing Princess Pingyang because her consort was actually a woman. At the execution ground, Yun Yanhui's mind was blank. Her parents' revenge had been achieved, and since becoming Princess Pingyang's consort, she knew there was no turning back, half-forced to move forward. An image flashed before her eyes, and she lowered her proud head, letting a few strands of ssy hair obscure her vision. The scorching sun baked the earth, and the crowd around the execution ground pointed and whispered. Yun Yanhui's soft sigh was drowned out by the noise.
"May I be born a man in the next life— never mind, better not to et again."
The sound of horse hooves broke through all the clamor like a sharp blade, and the words "Spare the person under the blade" echoed over the execution ground.
Yun Yanhui didn't die. She was stripped of her title and reduced to a commoner, and her marriage to Princess Pingyang was naturally nullified. The final scene showed Yun Yanhui riding away on horseback, while Princess Pingyang stood on the city wall, watching her figure gradually disappear. Her heart felt as if plunged into an ice cave due to Yun Yanhui's decisiveness, her eyes filled with desolation and sorrow.
"She's gone."
"Yes, she's gone." Princess Pingyang concealed her emotions in front of others, snorting lightly before saying with a mocking smile, "She's gone, but where can she go?" She walked down the city wall step by step, finally disappearing into the bustling capital. From afar, a black dot slowly grew larger. Yun Yanhui dismounted and knelt in the flying dust, kowtowing towards the city gate, shedding tears of anguish.
After filming the last scene and hearing Director Li Ou call "OK," Ji Yaoguang suddenly felt a sense of loss, an emotion she had never experienced before in her previous acting roles. She had never been attached to her works, always turning away cleanly, as if nothing was worth keeping in her heart.
"It's over," still in her costu, Ji Yaoguang turned and hugged Chang Yu's waist.
Ji Yaoguang rarely displayed intense emotions in front of others, unless she deliberately wanted people to know. This embrace surprised her, but she quickly broke into a contented smile. Rubbing Ji Yaoguang's lowered head, she chuckled softly, "This isn't an ending, it's just a beginning." The previous long years had been a waste of frivolous living. She chose to believe once more, and since she decided to root herself in this industry, she should at least have a goal.
The wrap party was set for 7 PM. With Chang Yu's presence, Ji Yaoguang's eyes were filled with intense joy, as if nothing could make her happier. Besides the cast, even the production staff ca. Seeing Cheng Henian weaving through the crowd, laughing and cursing, Ji Yaoguang wasn't surprised at all. She whispered sothing in Chang Yu's ear, then let go of her hand and walked towards Cheng Henian.
Ji Yaoguang chuckled, "I thought you wouldn't co."
Cheng Henian shook the wine glass in her hand, winked at Ji Yaoguang, and said, "Why wouldn't I co when there's food and drink?" Her eyes flickered, truly having a seductive quality under the lights. Ji Yaoguang looked around, then fixed her gaze on Cheng Henian, saying with so disdain, "You decided to co because you knew Lu Yusheng couldn't attend today due to other matters, right?"
"Ah—" Cheng Henian exclaid exaggeratedly, "You figured that out?" She had indeed asked Director Li Ou and learned that Lu Yusheng was tied up with trivial matters and wouldn't appear here. After blocking Lu Yusheng, life suddenly beca much quieter. Having cut ties so decisively on her end, what would Lu Yusheng's expression and state of mind be upon learning this? Cheng Henian couldn't help but speculate wildly.
Ji Yaoguang said frankly, "Who told you to badmouth her repeatedly? Your personality isn't very likable."
Cheng Henian's eyes flickered, and she smiled without responding to Ji Yaoguang's words. Tugging at her sleeve, she asked curiously, "Won't your partner be angry if you get so close to ?"
"No," Ji Yaoguang glanced at Chang Yu, her eyes filled with love.
Why ask this question? Isn't that just asking for trouble? Cheng Henian coughed lightly behind her hand and said, "Actually, I have sothing to discuss with you."
"What do you want to discuss with ?" Ji Yaoguang raised an eyebrow in surprise. Cheng Henian never had anything serious to say when she opened her mouth, so could it be— Before she could continue her speculation, Ji Yaoguang quickly waved her hand and said, "I won't join your radio drama group."
"......" Cheng Henian casually placed her wine glass on a nearby counter. She reached out and patted Ji Yaoguang's shoulder, saying earnestly, "How dare I ask you to do voice acting? I have a strong survival instinct. But what about so cover songs? Are you interested?"
"Ahem." Ji Yaoguang's eyes flickered, and she concealed her slightly embarrassed expression, asking coolly, "Then what did you want to discuss with ?"
Cheng Henian sighed and replied sowhat helplessly, "Bian Yuting." Having rejected this young lady once before, she had completely disappeared, and Cheng Henian thought she had given up entirely. Who knew that with the growing popularity of "The Treacherous Courtier," she would beco restless again? As a top manager with strong backing, what Bian Yuting could offer might be even more than Lu Yusheng. Compared to Lu Yusheng, her ambition was even more obvious. "What I'm interested in isn't your voice, but your face." This young lady really didn't bother to hide her intentions.
Bian Yuting had ntioned Cheng Henian quite a few tis, probably because what she couldn't have, she couldn't stop thinking about. Ji Yaoguang curved her lips into a aningful smile and said, "With that terrible personality of yours, you can still attract admirers?"
Cheng Henian rolled her eyes and said, "It's my face."
"Actually, I don't think either of them is a bad person, and they have a lot of resources. Why not go for it?" Ji Yaoguang asked lazily. Of course, her best friend was dear to her, and even knowing Bian Yuting's bad habits, she would intentionally conceal them, only showing her best side to others.
"Why don't you rely on your family?" Cheng Henian asked in return. She tilted her head back slightly and smiled, "What are they after? I'm afraid I can't afford to pay for any of it."
Ji Yaoguang nodded slightly, seemingly understanding Cheng Henian's thoughts. Everyone has their own life, and there's no real distinction between good and bad, it's just about being comfortable. But being bound by various things, one can only pursue a relative sense of contentnt. "Then what are your plans for the future?"
"Continue being the 'King of Extras'," Cheng Henian smiled and said, "I have two or three radio drama songs that aren't finished yet, and so birthday tribute songs I haven't recorded. Why, are you asking this because you want to help
with so of the burden?" This person was indeed talented in music. Didn't she sing her own original song in the "Voice of the Masses" selection competition? Children from wealthy families often had advantages in art that ordinary families couldn't match.
"No, no," Ji Yaoguang quickly waved her hands. Seeing Cheng Henian's smile gradually fade, they were standing in the shadows, as if her entire person was about to rge into the darkness. Feeling a slight twinge in her heart, she took a step back, finally freeing herself from that emotion. "I'll talk to Bian Yuting. Actually, she's not as chaotic as you imagine."
Cheng Henian curved her lips into a smile: "What, you want to play matchmaker for us?"
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