With his high ponytail and smart, elegant attire, Ling Gao looked every bit the spirited young man. Plus, since this wasn't his first time filming a period drama, he possessed a relaxed quality that others lacked, making him appear very natural.

He looked very good in that outfit, but the words of praise that were about to come out of Qi Jiu's mouth were suddenly swallowed back by her.

For some reason, I suddenly thought of the ending of this work. The spirited young man in front of me had a bright smile on his lips, but such a smile was rarely seen later in the work.

It's a complete tragedy, without the typical plot twists of TV dramas. Everything the young general has now will be gone in the later stages.

Just thinking about it makes me feel regretful.

“But someone should have gone to call her by now.” Ling Yue looked at the large Buddha statue next to him, smiled, and subconsciously distanced himself from Qi Jiu.

Qi Jiu: "..."

A short while later, Tang Miaomiao arrived. The professional fake smile on her lips betrayed her as she looked at Qi Jiu.

"Is Teacher Qi Jiu alright now? Doesn't she need to rest? Falling from such a height must be quite painful, especially on such a cold day."

The moment Tang Miaomiao spoke, Qi Silin's gaze was already on her, his eyes cold and unsettling.

The assistant director subconsciously swallowed as he watched the handsome man tapping his thigh with his fingers erratically.

Life is like a play, and the next two days will likely be just like that. Those days will certainly be filled with drama; art truly imitates life.

"No need, I'm just soaked, it's nothing serious. The time spent renting this venue is worth the money, let's get started."

Once the wires were up again, things were no longer that simple. This time, the props team was noticeably more meticulous, checking each prop several times.

This time, Tang Miaomiao couldn't smile at all; her unease made her unable to focus on other people's concerns.

Does this surveillance camera actually exist?

"Miss Song, are you questioning my kung fu? Well then, today I'll show you what true kung fu is!"

"Card!"

"What's Tang Miaomiao doing? Why are you spacing out? This is filming, what are you thinking about? We've already done several takes!"

Qi Jiu had already finished her lines, but at this crucial moment, Tang Miaomiao actually lost focus!

Judging from Qi Jiu's appearance, she didn't seem to be deliberately suppressing her performance.

The girl looked at her, smiled, and then slowly spoke to the director. "It's alright. I suppose Teacher Tang was frightened by what happened before. Anyway, her line isn't important. If it really doesn't matter, we can omit it. It shouldn't be a problem, right?"

The girl smiled brightly, looked at Tang Miaomiao, and raised an eyebrow.

Seeing this, an awkward atmosphere instantly enveloped the place. Tang Miaomiao didn't know what to say, so she could only apologize while forcing a smile.

"Again!" Yan Changning shouted.

As soon as she finished speaking, with a command given, Qi Jiu quickly got into character, wielding a sharp sword with dazzling skill.

"What do you mean by that, Miss Song? Well then, today, I'll show you what real kung fu is!"

The sword moved with remarkable grace in her hands, and even the martial arts instructor beside her was stunned by her swordplay. His eyes and mouth involuntarily widened.

"Teacher, you're really good at this! Did you hold back some of your lessons when you taught me? You're being unfair!"

Ling Yue's voice sounded somewhat aggrieved, but he didn't expect that the martial arts instructor was even more aggrieved than him.

"Just kidding, I have trouble even performing this set of moves. I didn't teach this at all. If I had known that Teacher Qi Jiu was capable of this, I would have asked her for a few tips."

Ling Yue: "..."

The prop master, who wasn't in the shot, was about to pull the wire when he saw Yan Changning's gesture, but found that the girl didn't change at all!

Props teacher: "!!" What's going on?! Is the heavens trying to kill me?!

Seeing the surprise in Tang Miaomiao's eyes, Qi Jiu's lips curled into a faint smile.

Yes, she had secretly untied the wire just now, so even if the prop master exerted force, she wouldn't be able to rise into the air again. Right now, the wire is just suspending her from thin air.

The girl's movements did not stop; she wielded the sword with unparalleled skill. As she shifted her feet, Tang Miaomiao's brows furrowed.

Seeing Qi Jiu's increasingly exaggerated movements, I subconsciously moved to the side, but I didn't expect...

"ah!"

"Thump!"

Tang Miaomiao fell into the water unexpectedly, and seeing this, Qi Jiu stopped what she was doing.

His fingers traced the blade, his dark eyes revealing an unyielding emotion. Sometimes, he was truly grateful this was a country ruled by law; otherwise, if the sword had been sharpened, Tang Miaomiao wouldn't be alive today.

Tang Miaomiao is also grateful that she was born in a safe country governed by the rule of law.

"Teacher Tang, are you alright?"

She slung the sword behind her back, without even squatting down, and just shouted out.

Yan Changning, who saw everything: "..." Although... could you act a little more realistically?

"What are you all standing there for? Quick, save them! How could a single scene today have resulted in both actors falling into the water?"

Yan Changning shouted, then grabbed a towel from the side and walked towards the riverbank.

Sitting in the rocking chair, Qi Silin, who had witnessed everything that had just happened, smiled slightly.

In fact, Qi Jiu didn't touch Tang Miaomiao at all. Tang Miaomiao was just frightened by her actions, after all, Qi Jiu had a sword in her hand.

Swords and blades have no eyes; even unsharpened ones can cause injury. That's why Tang Miaomiao slipped and fell into the river.

Seeing the rescue workers go into the water, Qi Jiu stopped pretending. Holding her sword, her long dress swaying in the wind, she gracefully walked down the bridge under everyone's gaze.

Seeing this, Ling Yue quickly moved closer.

"Your skill is amazing! If I were her, I would be furious!" He shook his high ponytail, the exquisite hair ornament adding a touch of elegance to his head.

He simply extended his fist and bumped fists with her.

"China has its own laws, but I can't let my anger go unresolved. I heard that Tang Miaomiao can't swim." As soon as she finished speaking, Qi Jiu's smiling eyes went straight into Ling Yue's eyes.

On the riverbank, the rescue work was still ongoing. At this moment, the assistant director and screenwriter approached Qi Jiu, their eyes seemingly showing disapproval.

"I know you can't stand Tang Miaomiao, but with so many eyes watching and plenty of paparazzi around, if the angle isn't right, the internet might say you got her into the water. Then you'll get smeared again. Have you forgotten all the big fuss yesterday?"