[Tsundere, cold and aloof attacker & beautiful, ambitious, cute receiver] Fang Xin transmigrated, becoming a cannon fodder character with not many scenes. He took stock of his sins: hopelessly ...
Chapter 84 Transformation Script
Fang Xin, who was eating fruit at Xu's house, saw what happened on the Internet. She swallowed a lychee in surprise and coughed several times because of the sting.
An Mei came out of the kitchen, shaking her hands, "Why did you bite me? Be more careful."
After patting Fang Xin's back for a while, he finally came to his senses.
"Today I was giving a coat to a girl at the airport, and I saw scars of varying sizes on her hands. I didn't expect it was depression..." Fang Xin couldn't help feeling sad when she recalled the densely packed knife scars on her fair arms.
An Mei saw that he looked unhappy and said softly, "You did a good job. You saved her."
"It was just an unintentional act. I feel really guilty for being able to help them so much." Fang Xin couldn't help but think back to her helpless childhood.
Without An Meixu, that girl was his mirror.
Fang Xin lay on the sofa and leaned her head against An Mei. "Aunt, thank you. I would be miserable without you."
Knowing what Fang Xin was talking about, An Mei gently stroked his hair and said, "Your growth is the best reward for A Ying. I also want to thank you for leaving behind the last bloodline of A Ying."
Fang Xin has lived here for nearly a year. He came to this strange world last fall and gradually got used to the life here with the help of An Mei and others.
It seems that he can't leave here. He selfishly thinks that if he can stay here forever, it would not be impossible.
But he still has parents in reality, and he misses them too.
His brows were furrowed, with complicated emotions in his eyes. Before he had time to think about it, a figure appeared at the entrance.
"Hey, how come you have time to come back today?" An Mei looked at the person standing at the entrance in confusion. She subconsciously looked at Fang Xin, then at Xu Shi'an, and suddenly she understood.
Xu Shi'an took off his coat and hung it on the rack. He glanced at Fang Xin several times, "There won't be much work tomorrow. Come back and have dinner."
An Mei realized that it was unnecessary for her to stay here, so she stood up and said, "I'll go in and help. Eat some fruit, but don't eat too much. It's time to eat."
Xu Shi'an was sitting on the other side. Fang Xin was no longer so awkward with him and they could talk freely.
"I have a question I want to ask my brother." Fang Xin blinked and looked at Xu Shi'an expectantly.
The other party nodded to indicate that it was OK, so Fang Xin approached Xu Shi'an and asked quietly, "Did you tell Li Ang to boil water for me?"
Everything was silent except for the ticking of a clock. Fang Xin's expression was very itchy. He looked like he knew everything, but he still couldn't help teasing Xu Shi'an.
Xu Shiyu twirled his fingertips and said, "Yeah."
Fang Xin immediately burst into laughter, with a smile in her phoenix eyes and a smile on her lips, "I said, Auntie, there's no way you could know that I have rheumatism!"
Realizing that her voice was too loud, Fang Xin pretended to cover her mouth and raised an eyebrow at Xu Shi'an, "Brother is the one who treats me well."
Xu Shi'an stared at Fang Xin with his cheetah-like eyes, which were incredibly deep, with prominent brow bones and thick eyebrows like swords. Fang Xin imprinted this aggressive face deeply in his mind.
"He said that Ms. An told him?"
For some reason, Xu Shi'an's words sounded a little dangerous. Fang Xin was a little stunned, then nodded, and then shook his head when he came to his senses.
Feeling that nodding would hurt Leon, Xu Shi'an fell silent when he saw Fang Xin's hesitation.
While eating, Xu Shi'an's face was still a little gloomy. He looked a little scary, which made Fang Xin a little unable to eat. After he finished eating, he quickly left the table and returned to the room.
Li Ang was a little excited when he received Fang Xin's call, "Why did you call me suddenly? Did you miss me a little after we just separated?"
Fang Xin interrupted him for a rare moment of silence, "No, I didn't miss you. I just told Xu Shi'an about you pouring water for me. He said he asked you to get me some hot water, but you told me it was Aunt An, and he seemed a little angry."
Leon: “…”
Fang Xin knew that he was a little immoral and that it was indeed not a good idea to expose this matter, but his original intention was to tease Xu Shi'an.
"But it shouldn't be a big deal. Maybe Shi'an will be fine. But you still have to be careful. He is a very powerful person in City A."
Li Ang suddenly misunderstood that Fang Xin was worried about him, and his mood instantly improved a lot, "Are you worried about me?"
Fang Xin: “…”
Sometimes the thinking patterns of foreigners cannot be measured by the thinking patterns of Chinese people. Fang Xin sighed and said, "Just take it as it is. Bye."
Leon was holding his phone, with his brother next to him, "You're like a fool."
"You don't understand. He will always be my muse. No one will not love his or her muse."
This was the most disobedient thing Leon had ever said to his brother. He left his hometown and came here, firstly to experience the customs and culture of his mother's country, and also in the hope of finding a job of his own here.
This is a place where he can shine, but it would be difficult for him to make a name for himself abroad.
It was Fang Xin who helped him realize most of his dreams. He allowed many Chinese people to see the makeup and designs he created himself. He was very grateful and happy.
The man's deep brows were hidden in the smoke. He took a puff of cigarette and then exhaled softly, "When I'm done, you come back with me."
Li Ang also refused to admit defeat, "I won't go back. I can obey you in everything except this matter."
The man's emerald eyes held an irresistible look in them. "Don't forget this winter that you are my brother."
The door was closed, and Leon was still frozen in place. He clenched his fists, looking a little panicked, but relieved after a moment.
Lin Qinghua attached great importance to the progress of the crew, so he did not give everyone a chance to catch their breath the next day after returning, and filmed enough scenes for the protagonists. Fang Xin's scenes actually ended in the countryside.
During this period, Jazz still did not relax, and Chen Xian collected a lot of scripts for Fang Xin.
I originally thought that Lin Qinghua would stay in the village at least until winter, but I didn't expect him to come back so soon, in just four months.
Fang Xin read the scripts in his hand one by one, and was still reading the script when he was notified to go to Jazz.
In Jazz Music Company, people who saw Fang Xin no longer treated him as an unknown person. His treatment was even better than that of veteran actors. He had been filming all year long, and when he finally returned to the company, he went straight to the president's office.
Shen Yaojie was working with glasses on, and only took them off when he heard the secretary notifying him from outside the door.
Fang Xin walked in with a smile. His slightly long black hair covered his eyes a little, but because he didn't have any grooming, he looked well-behaved.
"You're looking for me?"
Shen Yaojie pointed at the sofa and motioned him to sit down.
Fang Xin sat down without hesitation, and then Shen Yaojie slowly approached the sofa and handed him a script.
"We have finished filming 'Ebb and Flow' and there may be some finishing work to do, but please take some time to read this script. I'll have Chen Xian arrange the interview for you."
Shen Yaojie has always handled things efficiently. He took a sip from the teacup in his hand, his expression calm.
Fang Xin picked up the script and took a look at it. He was actually excited when he saw the beginning. There was surprise in his eyes, "This is..."
Shen Yaojie raised his eyebrows, "The filming will start around the time of the press conference for "Bitter Winter". You've filmed a lot of dramas before, and they were all very uniform. I plan to let you try to slowly change your style."
"Thank you, Mr. Shen!"
Fang Xin stood up and bowed to Shen Yaojie. In fact, he had not expected that his ability could enable him to perform a transformational work so quickly in just one year.
"Director Lin Qinghua called me and told me that I shouldn't be confined to themes of love and romance, and should try to interpret themes with deeper meanings."
That somewhat stiff face suddenly appeared in Fang Xin's mind. Lin Qinghua seldom smiled, so he looked very stiff, but he was actually a nice person.
"You definitely learn a lot from working with him, even if you play a supporting role."
When Shen Yaojie first heard that Fang Xin had accepted a script for a supporting role, he disagreed at first. Later, Chen Xian told him that it was Lin Qinghua's script, and he immediately let him do it.
As expected, Fang Xin's temperament has changed slightly now. She is more stable and more charming.
"Go back and take a rest. We'll start shooting soon." Shen Yaojie waved his hand to signal him to leave.
Fang Xin asked in confusion, "What about the interview?"
"You are the default candidate, no need for an interview."
"No, I don't like unannounced roles. If the director doesn't think I'm good enough, they can always find someone else. The quality of their script cannot be affected." He looked at the script on the table and said, "This is a good script. I can't skip the interview."
Shen Yaojie looked at him thoughtfully for a few seconds, a rare look of pride on his face, "Okay, let Chen Xian take you there in two days."
There were surprisingly quite a lot of people at the interview venue. Ever since Fang Xin rejected the internal offer, the director and screenwriter decided to spread the news and let everyone give it a try.
Not only people of Fang Xin's status came for the interview, but even famous young actors in the circle came.
Someone spotted Fang Xin and couldn't help but whisper, "It's Fang Xin! Now that he's here, we can't be doomed, right?"
"Have some confidence, what if you are the protagonist?"
"It's good to be confident, but it depends on who you're comparing yourself to. If I could join the crew and film with Fang Xin, I would take a notebook and record his every move every day."
"What kind of idiot are you? Is this necessary?"
"Who wouldn't want to be in Brother Xin's play? It's bound to be a hit!"
"He still has two dramas that have not been released yet. I heard that they will be released together at the end of the year. By then, the whole big screen will be filled with him."
"There is another one directed by Lin Qinghua, who is the one who brought out the TV King Xu."
"Movies and TV dramas are different. It's good luck to bring out a TV King. The Best Actor depends entirely on acting skills. Besides, Fang Xin was not the protagonist in the movie directed by Lin Qinghua, but a supporting role."
"Supporting roles can also be outstanding, just watch if you don't believe me."
"Are you a brain-dead fan of Fang Xin? And you are bragging without thinking."
The people around him were talking endlessly, Fang Xin waited quietly for his name to be called. He lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes cast a small shadow. No one dared to look closely at this face, as it would easily make people feel inferior.
A door blocked the discussion outside. I had almost finished memorizing the lines but hadn't started to perform them yet when the screenwriter suddenly said, "Change the plot. This is for you. I'll give you ten minutes."
This was a test. Fang Xin took the script. He said nothing, stared at the script without blinking, and moved his mouth from time to time.
Ten minutes passed in a flash, and Fang Xin put down the script. "Okay, I'll return the script to you."
The script was handed back to the screenwriter, who originally wanted to keep the script because no one could memorize so many lines in such a short time. He just wanted him to take a look at it to familiarize himself with it so that it would be easier to recite later.
Fang Xin simply discarded the script and relied on the interpretation he had just seen.