Zhang Ming coughed and pretended he heard nothing, casually turning his body and looking around curiously, "Hey, it’s my first ti noticing how beautifully this studio is decorated—these lights, how sparkly, and these flowers, how vibrant..."
Sheng Yan looked away and lowered his head to check his phone. The first ssage that caught his eye was Mrs. Sheng saying she would co to support him.
Sheng Yan’s eyes darkened, and for the first ti in his life, he doubted if he was really born to his mother.
It seed that even when he first appeared on a magazine, and it was a world-renowned top-tier magazine at that, his mother hadn’t been this excited, had she?
The distracted thought was fleeting; he didn’t scroll up to see the rest of the chat history, when the latest ssage popped up.
He Jinxia: "Don’t bother spending money, I can get twenty copies and give them all to you."
Mrs. He: "Okay."
Mrs. Sheng: "Okay."
Such straightforward acquiescence made He Jinxia sowhat skeptical, prompting her to send another ssage.
He Jinxia: "Really, don’t go through the trouble of buying them!"
Mrs. He: "Okay."
Mrs. Sheng: "Okay."
He Jinxia: Are you two parrots?!!
For so reason, she had a bad feeling about this.
Sheng Yan thought for a mont and typed, "Don’t try to persuade them; they’ll definitely go and secretly buy dozens of copies."
Mrs. Sheng: "Your ssage has been blocked by the other party, who also casually felt your chest—pah, so flat!"
Mrs. He: "Your ssage has been blocked by the other party, who also casually felt your chest—pah, so flat!"
"Hahaha!" He Jinxia couldn’t help but laugh out loud when she saw these two ssages.
Luo You was looking down at his itinerary, checking dates on the calendar and calculating ti, when he saw He Jinxia suddenly laugh, he looked up curiously and asked, "What’s up?"
He Jinxia wiped a few specks of moisture from her eyes and caught her breath before saying, "Nothing, just chatting with my mom. She sent a really funny joke."
Knowing it was a conversation with family, Luo You didn’t inquire further and resud making notes for the schedule.
He Jinxia cald down and silently typed, "Begging for the size of the male god’s psychological shadow."
——Divine backstab!
Sheng Yan: "..."
These days, telling the truth is really not the way to go, just setting yourself up for a group diss.
"Rest ti is almost over, let’s head back to the studio," Zhang Ming’s voice ca from beside him, and Sheng Yan’s expression turned serious; when he raised his head, he was back to his usual cool and proud deanor.
Zhang Ming walked with him, suddenly feeling a bit cold, he rubbed his arms and muttered, "Why has it suddenly gotten so cold, isn’t the heat on..."
Having successfully driven away Sheng Yan, the disruptive big demon, the WeChat group was still chatting enthusiastically. All the moms and aunties were concerned about He Jinxia’s health, and she was very well-behaved, not hiding anything and telling them everything.
But she always reported the good news, not the bad.
It wasn’t until she reached the new filming location that He Jinxia stopped chatting. She said goodbye to her mom and aunties, and even the hermit-like Sheng Yan received a farewell.
In terms of manners, He Jinxia, who ca from ancient tis, never made a mistake.
There were two new scenes to shoot, one in Chen Xiaohui’s ho and the other in a cafe used for a blind date, with exterior shots sourced separately and not included in these counts.
The first shoot depicted He Jinxia freshly graduated, job hunting at ho, failing to get through with resus sent to companies nearby, overhearing her parents’ conversation by chance, and then determinedly deciding to leave ho to work elsewhere.
"Scene 185, take one, Action!" The clapperboard clapped, and He Jinxia moved the mouse, continuing to browse the web pages in front of the computer.
According to the script, it was already midnight.
After searching for a long ti without finding a job suitable for her major, He Jinxia felt sowhat disheartened, sighed, lifted the water cup next to the desk to drink, discovered there was no water in it, stood up, and went outside to refill, twisting the doorknob.
"Cut!"
Director Dong Qin, who was constantly scrutinizing with 3D glasses, frowned slightly. He Jinxia stood in place for quite so ti, not hearing the director call for a retake or a pass, and so she walked over to the cara.
As she approached, Director Dong suddenly slapped his thigh, annoyed, "I made a mistake. I shouldn’t have had you shoot the workplace segnt first. I should have started with your naïve days before entering the job market."
He Jinxia frowned, looking closely at the recent segnt with her 3D glasses on, not sensing anything she did wrong.
The scene was simple, just moving the mouse, frowning, drinking water, and standing up to go out for water—a sequence of actions that didn’t require any intense outbursts or profound emotions. What was Director Dong unsatisfied with?
As if perceiving her thoughts, Director Dong replied, "Your acting is too polished."
He Jinxia had so trouble understanding.
Director Dong thought for a mont, then said, "Let’s use another word: it’s the aura. I can’t feel the naiveté from you on screen. The mont you stand there, I can’t see you as a fresh graduate looking for a job."
He Jinxia understood.
The director knitted his brows and said sternly, "Take a break; I’ll find Xiuxiu to see how we can solve this."
Aura is an intangible thing that can influence a person’s external appearance.
So people don’t look impressive on the basis of their features alone, but others might find them quite attractive, often because of their aura.
Classical aura, sophisticated aura, avant-garde chic aura... Once such auras are imprinted on a person, they can make others subconsciously overlook the individual’s appearance, captivated instead by their aura.
Obviously, the director thought that He Jinxia had too strong a workplace aura, not at all resembling a green, fresh graduate.
Seeing the director with knitted brows, He Jinxia pondered for a mont, then slowly spoke up, "Director, I have an idea. Shall we give it a try?"
Director Dong snapped back to reality, looked up, and saw He Jinxia smiling faintly at him, her girlish voice crisp and pleasant to the ear, as refreshing as eating cold lon on a scorching sumr day.
"Since it’s a break anyway, I just thought of a thod. Director Dong, could you spare so ti to see?"
Director Dong’s eyebrows lifted, curious to see what He Jinxia had in mind, and declared generously, "Okay!"
***
Ten minutes later, He Jinxia re-erged in front of the caras with a new look.
Seeing her new appearance, Director Dong’s eyes lit up, and he nodded uncontrollably, muttering to himself, "Right, why didn’t I think of it as a styling issue..."
The sa actions were perford: moving the mouse, frowning, picking up the water cup... nothing had changed, but this ti, they left Director Dong with no sense of disharmony.
They started filming again, and this ti, the scene was approved in one take.
This swift resolution made it questionable whether the director’s previous dissatisfaction with He Jinxia’s performance was just nitpicking!
The thod He Jinxia used was simple: she made her pajamas more wrinkled, her hair ssier, her lip color lighter, removed the eye makeup, and accentuated the dark circles under her eyes.
It was those subtle changes that made her look more like she was at ho.
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