Actress Wen Mianyu dies in a car accident and is reborn as the 18th-tier infatuated actress Su Moli. Her career is a complete mess, her relationships are chaotic and tangled, scum men and women tra...
☆, Chapter 91
There was a snap, loud and clear, heavier than the sound effects.
Yao Xin's long nails scraped across Wen Mianyu's cheek, leaving a long bloody mark.
“…” The set was silent, and everyone was stunned for a moment.
Yao Xin covered her face and screamed, "Ah..." as if she was also frightened.
Wen Mianyu thought to herself, this is so fucking fake. She rubbed the burning spot on her face with her fingertips. It hurt, but fortunately there was no bleeding.
"Ms. Su!" Zhang Ye was the first to react and rushed forward.
Director Lin then ran up and pulled Wen Mianyu, "How's your face? Let me see! What are you all standing there for? Why don't you call a doctor?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Jasmine. I was too nervous. Did I hit you too hard? Are you hurt? I... I'm really sorry..." Yao Xin kept apologizing, tears in her eyes.
His acting skills are not that good in the play, but he is quite good outside the play.
Wen Mianyu didn't say anything and was pulled aside by Director Lin.
The doctor from the team came over quickly to examine her.
"Your face is a little swollen here. You need to apply ice. Wrap the ice pack with a towel. Don't make it too cold." The doctor said after the examination.
Director Lin hurriedly asked someone to prepare ice cubes and new towels.
Wen Mianyu put down the hand that was covering her chin and asked the doctor, "Will this mark on my face leave a scar?"
As an actress, she still cares a lot about her face.
"No, the wound is not deep and the skin is not broken. It will heal in a few days. After applying ice, I will get some anti-inflammatory ointment for you to apply. It will heal faster." said the doctor.
Wen Mianyu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Will that affect filming?" Director Lin asked.
As a director, he cannot ignore the progress of the shooting. Wen Mianyu's face is like this now. If she wants to continue shooting, she has to apply concealer. It needs to be confirmed whether this will affect the injuries on her face.
"It shouldn't be a problem, but it's better not to wear makeup for too long. Your skin won't be able to breathe and the wound will heal slowly," said the doctor.
His words were somewhat ambiguous, which made Director Lin hesitate. He looked at Wen Mianyu and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Wen Mianyu didn't want to delay the crew's filming, but that didn't mean her face wasn't important. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Let's finish this part today. I'll go back and rest for a night and see how well my injury has healed by tomorrow. If that doesn't work, I'll just shoot some long shots and side shots first."
"Okay." Director Lin agreed.
"Sister Jasmine." Zhang Ye came over with an ice towel and handed it to Wen Mianyu with both hands.
Wen Mianyu took it and pressed it on her face. The cool towel stuck to her pores, relieving the burning pain.
"Do you want to tell Brother Lu?" Zhang Ye moved closer to her and asked in a low voice.
On the surface, what happened today seemed like Yao Xin was overly nervous and acted without thinking.
But any smart person can see that how could there be such a perfect mistake?
They are all adults, not children who don't know how to control seriousness. If they were all like Yao Xin, their faces would probably be swollen from all the slapping scenes on the crew over the years.
Zhang Ye was no fool. He saw through Yao Xin's inferior tricks and was afraid that Wen Mianyu, a new actor, would be alone and helpless. If he asked Lu Congxu to come, the matter would not be exposed.
Yao Xin should at least make amends, right? Instead of being surrounded and comforted by a bunch of staff like she is now.
"Brother Lu told me to contact him if I have any problems. I can't let you suffer any grievances." Zhang Ye whispered to Wen Mianyu.
Wen Mianyu's heart skipped a beat, and she turned around and asked, "When did you tell me that?"
Zhang Ye was a little confused by her reaction. He thought about it and said, "A few days ago, I forgot the exact date..."
"Think about it carefully. Which day was it? What did he tell you? Did he tell you in person? Or did he send you a message?" Wen Mianyu asked earnestly.