Translator: _Min_
Si Fuqing paused, slowly lifting her head.
Did she really look that much like a passerby?
Yuejian examined her Little Junior Sister and seriously commented, âThe clothes look like it, but the figure doesnât.â
She was wearing a T-shirt that cost twenty or thirty and carried a plastic bag.
Not even extras dressed like this.
Si Fuqing adjusted her sun hat, âYou donât understand, this is trendy, okay?â
Yuejian asked for advice, âWhat trend?â
Si Fuqing responded, âThe trend led by Sisi.â
Yuejian: â
You win.
When the director turned back and saw Si Fuqingâs face, he was taken aback.
He had randomly pointed at someone, but how could their appearance be so striking?
If this face entered the entertainment industry, would there be any room left for others?
Lin Wansu also turned around, her expression changing instantly.
Then, a staff member screamed.
âAh! Qingqing!!!â
âDirector, can I get an autograph, please, please?â
The director was bewildered, âShe⦠Sheâs also from our circle?â
âOf course.â The etiquette instructor came over, âGreat Xiaâs divine beauty, Director Xu, how long have you been offline not to know?â
âGreat Xiaâs divine beauty?â Director Xu appraised Si Fuqing again and agreed, âWell, thereâs finally someone who lives up to that title.â
Throughout his years in filmmaking, he had heard many fans hype up âbeauties,â but none were actually impressive.
Director Xuâs gaze became friendlier, âCome, young lady, are you free now? If you are, come give our crew some guidance.â
Si Fuqing politely declined, âNo, I donât know how to act.â
âNot knowing how to act is exactly why you can guide,â Director Xu chuckled, âKnowing how to act would be overkill.â
Hearing this, Lin Wansu laughed and sat down, leaning back on her chair, âOkay, Director Xu, let her act. I want to see how she does it.â
Undeniably, after âSurvival 66 Days,â Si Fuqing was at the top among idol actresses.
But the barrier between idols and actors was well-known within the industry.
Did Si Fuqing have acting skills?
Could she withstand the scrutiny of the camera?
Lin Wansu found it amusing.
No matter how inferior she was to her classmates from Great Xia Film
Academy, she had formal training, not something an idol could instruct.
Director Xu stepped forward, handing Si Fuqing the script, âThis part, take a look, itâs simple.â
Lin Wansu was filming a time-travel drama.
The female lead, a regular office worker before traveling back in time, encounters five princes and later the emperor.
As a time- traveler, the female lead doesnât fear royal authority, earning many peopleâs admiration.
A comedy of errors ensues.
Si Fuqing silently reviewed the plot and character design, not really wanting to act.
Sang Yanqing, understanding what Si Fuqing was thinking, stepped forward: âDirector Xu, oh, itâs you. My artist has just started getting into film and TV, and I havenât even hired a coach for her, she really canât act.â
âWhat coach! Even with a coach, it doesnât guarantee acting skills,â Director Xu, still frustrated, retorted, âUntutored is like a raw gem. Come on, young lady, I believe in you. Go ahead.â
âDirector Xu, donât trouble her,â Lin Wansuâs hand rested on the chairâs back, âSheâs an idol, only knows how to sing and dance, right? Werenât you considering her for a magazine shoot? Howâs that going?â
Si Fuqing looked up, calmly, âThen Iâll give it a try. The script isnât that long.â
After reviewing the highlighted script, she returned it to Director Xu and took Lin Wansuâs previous spot.
The crew stepped back, the camera still rolling.
It was common for guests to instruct acting, sometimes used as behind â the-scenes footage to boost popularity.
The scene was about the seventh prince returning from battle and encountering the female lead in the garden.
The dialogue was minimal; the emphasis was on emotional progression. Beneath the peach blossom tree, the woman lifted her head and smiled faintly towards the distance.
Snow piled under the flower trees, a new moon haloed.
From afar, it seemed as if the sun was rising amidst the morning glow.
Her beauty was mesmerizing, making it hard for anyone to snap out of it.
The three minutes quickly passed.
The set was remarkably quiet.
From initial indifference and disdain, Lin Wansuâs expression gradually became solemn, changing repeatedly.
She had only seen Si Fuqing as a rival in love, but when had Si Fuqing become a threat in her career too?!