Chapter 342: 342: Luo Yinghe beca an extra, while Xu Fang was the director’s wife (second update)
Fang Lixiang finished filming and saw Zhou Xufang tilting her head and shaking it with a phone in hand.
“Xu Fang, what are you doing?”
Zhou Xufang: “Taking a selfie.”
The Zhou Xufang of the past couldn’t even find the cara.
How things change, how things change.
“You didn’t used to like taking photos, did you?”
Zhou Xufang posed a scissor hand to the cara: “Jiang Zhi said my hairstyle is beautiful.” If Jiang Zhi liked it, she liked it too. The more she looked at it, the more beautiful she found it to be.
Fang Lixiang: “…” She would believe that.
The flattery between lovers, the lovers themselves should take it seriously, others shouldn’t, nor should they burst the bubble.
“I’ll take the photo for you.”
“Okay.”
Zhou Xufang only knew how to make the scissor hand gesture, doing it with one hand, then with both. First in the right way, then reversed, vertically, then horizontally. Plus, she couldn’t manage to smile at the phone, which was not Jiang Zhi.
Fang Lixiang took a dozen or so photos of her, and they all felt… the sa. And the Zhou Xufang captured by the unembellished cara looked like Lord Black Impermanence wearing a wig.
That weirdly enchanting feeling…
Fang Lixiang: “Don’t you have a beauty cara?”
Zhou Xufang: “No.”
“Then I’ll download one for you.”
Fang Lixiang downloaded a beauty app and used various effects to take dozens of photos. It was Zhou Xufang’s first ti using a beauty app, and she was astonished by her own beauty!
Well, no wonder Jiang Zhi said she was beautiful. She really was quite beautiful.
She wanted to post on social dia but was too shy to praise her own beauty, so she posted nine photos instead. She had wanted to post even more, but WeChat only allowed up to nine. Such a pity.
No matter, she could post five tis in a row.
The first to reply was Ah Wan.
Invincible Man Lin: “Has your account been hacked?”
The second was Wen Baiyang.
Little Baiyang: [Smile]
Maybe he didn’t know what else to say.
Qiao Nanchu: [Smile]
Fairy Descending Chief Cheng: “I’ve transferred the money to you.”
The last one to reply was a friend she added that very day, Xiao Bi.
Fairy Descending Xiao Bi: “My master said that from today on, he only allows to wash hair for custors.”
Xue Baoyi didn’t reply directly but private ssaged Jiang Zhi: “Has your wife been chasing after non-mainstream styles lately?”
Fangbao’s Boyfriend: “My wife is the most beautiful in the world.”
Xue Baoyi: “…”
Fang Lixiang still had scenes to shoot, so Zhou Xufang continued to play with the beauty app by herself. To avoid disturbing others, she nestled into a corner, behind a palace wall, on the other side of which was a different film crew.
“Luo Yinghe, are you dead? Why are you so stiff in your movents!”
This director was even more irritable than Director Jiang.
“I’m sorry, Director, can we take it again?”
To think that Luo Yinghe, with such a submissive attitude, was capable of that.
Zhou Xufang climbed up the props to get a better view.
The other side was also filming a historical drama. Luo Yinghe, dressed as a palace maid, walked among a group of maids, now touching a beaded flower, now brushing a sleeve.
The director called cut: “Luo Yinghe! As a palace maid, what scenes are you trying to steal?”
She put on an innocent face: “Director, I wasn’t.” Damn, how can I get famous without stealing so scenes!
“Talking back, are you!”
She shut her mouth.
The director, in his fifties and around 1.6 ters tall with a receding hairline, snapped: “If you can’t act, get the hell out!”
“I can, I can act.”
Luo Yinghe was famously talentless in acting, but she had once been a secondary character and, given the Luo family’s backing as well as her irritable deanor and a bit of notoriety, she still got cast by the film crews.
The director, furious, drank a bottle of soda and announced a ten-minute break.
Luo Yinghe, looking left and right, walked to the edge of the city wall. With no one around, she kicked the wall: “You short winter lon!”
“Big bald gourd!”
“Scumbag!”
“Idiot!”
She stomped her feet furiously: “Wait till I’m famous, I’ll finish you off!” Kicking the wall again, “You scumbag!”
On the other side of the wall, Zhou Xufang: “…”
After cursing for several minutes, Luo Yinghe lifted her head and, startled, jumped back: “Why are you eavesdropping on ?”
“I’m not eavesdropping.”
She listened openly and honestly.
Luo Yinghe huffed and ran off, and once she thought she was far enough to be out of earshot, she said, “What the hell is up with that hair! So ugly!”
Zhou Xufang touched the Barbie-pink on top of her head and flipped through the photos taken with the beauty cara, carefully examining them: “Not ugly at all, very beautiful.”
How could she not be beautiful when Jiang Zhi said so?
“Zhou Xufang?”
The person calling her sounded uncertain.
Zhou Xufang looked up and saw a familiar face: “Hello.”
It was Old Qu, a leader of the extras from her past days as an extra.
Old Qu stood below the wall, his gaze involuntarily drifting to Zhou Xufang’s hair: “Is that actually you? I almost didn’t recognize you.” The girl had changed so much, once so introverted, and now even dyeing her hair; such a bold color too. Must have learned from Director Jiang who dyed his hair a rebellious and unruly blue.
The ‘very beautiful’ Zhou Xufang scratched her head.
Having so free ti, Old Qu struck up a conversation with her: “Was that Luo Yinghe I saw just now?”
Zhou Xufang was still perched on the wall: “Yeah.”
“She’s really reduced to running errands now. A few days ago, soone added on WeChat, claiming to be Luo Yinghe and asking to find extra work for her. I thought it was a scam.” Old Qu felt a mix of pity and schadenfreude: “How fortunes turn, she used to be so arrogant.”
Luo Yinghe of the past indeed held her nose high, offending many in the industry.
“Oh right, she had a feud with you, didn’t she? Fang Lixiang ntioned you two didn’t get along.” Old Qu inquired, “Want to give her a hard ti for you?”
Zhou Xufang shook her head: “I don’t know her well.”
The past is past, with neither kindness nor malice held in her heart.
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