Chapter 1216: Chapter 1207 Crisis (3)
Xia Siyu looked at the makeup mirror, complaining to Wei Jingjing a moment ago: “At noon, I want to eat double-skin milk, drink mung bean soup, and buy me Jiang Zhuangnai, or I’ll be mad at you.”
In the next moment, she stared at the mirror, suddenly feeling that all the surrounding clamor was gradually fading away.
She looked at herself in the mirror, her skin gradually darkening, muscles subtly bulging on her arms, and her pupils turning a calm deep black, as if she instantly grasped the essence of the character in the play.
A mirror, reflecting two worlds, inside and out. A person, also has both good and evil. Sometimes the good floats to the surface, while the evil is deeply hidden in the heart, only visible when triggered. Sometimes the exterior seems fierce and sinister, but inside there is softness.
She looked at the reflection in the mirror, feeling as if she was no longer herself, but the person in the play. Although she was playing a grievously sinful drug lord, she wasn’t entirely devoid of humanity. However, she knew well that her role was still the antagonist. She didn’t need to wash herself clean; she just needed to play the antagonist’s logic well, be bad to the right degree, and also be soft-hearted appropriately.
What Jiang Jiahe, what Jiang Bumei, she wouldn’t care about any of them. Besides the male lead, she treats others cold-heartedly, decisively as a villain should, right? Jiang Jiahe is just her subordinate in the play, she didn’t need to pay him any special attention, and if she did, it was just the concern between brothers, unrelated to emotions.
“Ms. Xia, Ms. Xia, are you satisfied?”
The makeup artist’s words brought her back from her state, she nodded, got up, and went to find Director Ji again before the shooting officially began.
Over there, Jiang Bumei looked at her going back and forth to the director, wondering if she was trying to trip up her brother.
She originally thought that her presence on set would put pressure on Xia Siyu, but who knew this guy would eat well, sleep soundly, and act well too. Xia Siyu, just as she said, thanked the hard beating from three years ago, which let her experience society’s harshness early, now she’s well-honed, not phased by honor or disgrace.
This time she came, indeed, for Xia Siyu. But she wouldn’t ruin her brother’s debut opportunity and the film the company invested in just for revenge on Xia Siyu.
She only told her brother: “Beware of her tricks.”
Soon, shooting began, the camera started rolling.
Xia Siyu was still sitting in the room when suddenly she heard a noise, and the second male lead stood by the door.
Jiang Jiahe hadn’t spoken yet when the director immediately called “Cut.”
Everyone looked at each other, but Xia Siyu understood, the performance was botched.
It really is so, seeing people appear on the movie screen seems simple, but in reality, a newcomer coming out doesn’t even know how to position themselves for the shot, how to get into frame.
That’s the case with Jiang Jiahe.
He seemed just standing there, but how, how to speak, seemed incapable of expressing all of a sudden.
When filming resumed, as soon as he opened his mouth, nerves took over… he forgot his lines.
Just a line, less than ten words, and he could forget it.
Again, though he remembered the line, his delivery was stuttered with an accent showing.
Xia Siyu yawned out of boredom at the side, which was heard by Jiang Bumei, who instantly got upset: “Miss Xia, your work attitude is so bad, how can Pudding immerse in acting like this?”
After she spoke, there was silence, even Xia Siyu was amused: “What was that saying? Blame the outhouse for not being able to defecate. That’s exactly you.”