Shang Yechu didn't trust Shi Shan enough to be completely open with him, so she passed the buck back to him:

What's your own opinion?

Shi Shan was not surprised at all: "I went to read the information about the prototype of Tianguang No. 1 and Li Ruhui, the 'table lamp'. Due to the large amount of data loss, there is no document that can prove the real relationship between the two."

Shang Yechu nodded: "I haven't found it either. Without literature, we can't define the mode of interaction." So we can only leave it to screenwriter Zheng Bohan to interpret.

It's really not easy to get anything out of Shang Yechu.

Shi Shan chuckled: "Don't you think this scene was arranged a bit too early?"

"morning?"

Shi Shan pointed to his arm: "Although I don't want to deny your hard work in fitness lately, based on my experience, you haven't quite reached your full potential yet, have you?"

Li Yiming was a soldier; he couldn't be as thin as a chick. Treating a gunshot wound required exposing the shoulder and arm… Shang Yechu pinched her own arm, the muscles barely undulating. She couldn't help but worry again.

Although he has been exercising every day, muscles aren't something you can just build. In addition, Shang Yechu has been experiencing mental stress lately, which has somewhat affected his training results.

"Why is this scene scheduled so early?" Shang Yechu asked, forking a tomato. "It's a scene with two main characters, an interior shot. Can't we shoot it anytime?"

Shi Shan lowered his voice: "That's what Director Xu means. The less familiar we are with each other, the more 'feeling' this scene will have."

Shang Yechu burst out laughing: "Then you'd better stay away from me. We need to keep our distance until filming starts!"

Shi Shan feigned distress: "It seems a bit difficult to put you or me back to the way we were before we first met. Should we ask Director Xu to mediate?"

"No, please." Shang Yechu quickly begged for mercy, "Director Xu is furious with me right now. If he finds out that I'm trying to delay my scenes because I'm not working out properly, how am I supposed to live?"

“You’re wrong about that.” Shi Shan pointed mysteriously in Xu Hanwen’s direction. “I just came from there. Do you know what Director Xu praised you for? ‘Genius!’”

Shang Yechu pulled back the corner of her cold smile: "Do you believe I can change the script and turn a genius into a 'devil' genius?"

Shi Shan was amused by the double entendre: "We're comrades-in-arms, and comrades-in-arms should help each other. How about this, I'll go to Director Xu and tell him that my medical knowledge isn't quite solid yet, and I'm afraid I'll look foolish when I start doing action scenes. I'll ask him to help postpone this scene?"

Shang Ye paused for a moment.

This excuse sounds a bit fussy, but upon closer inspection, it's actually quite feasible.

Xu Hanwen is meticulous, and Shi Shan is always rigorous. In other spy dramas, the protagonist might not need to learn any medical knowledge; he could just wield a scalpel a few times and consider it a success. But in "Half a Sky," this is absolutely unacceptable!

After confirming that Shi Shan's expression was serious, Shang Yechu's smile faded: "You—why did you do this?"

Shi Shan propped his chin up and said, "Consider this a return gift for getting my autograph. Is that a sufficient reason?"

Shang Yechu was at a loss for words.

Shi Shan had already seen the filming schedule; there was no doubt about that.

At the same time, he has been working out for many years and is very familiar with a person's fitness stages and the effects of each stage.

Shang Yechu didn't want to be presumptuous, but...

Shang Yechu composed herself and suddenly asked, "Which of Park Se-jin's movies do you like?"

“The Blazing Green,” Shi Shan said without hesitation.

"..." A strange feeling flashed through Shang Yechu's heart. "Okay. That's a very good reason. Thank you then."

"I should thank you for giving me the opportunity to repay your kindness," Shi Shan said with a gentle smile.

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Shi Shan acted quickly, finding Xu Hanwen that very night to discuss the harassment. Although he received a sarcastic rebuke, he managed to persuade Xu Hanwen to postpone the incident.

After the scene at the opera house was filmed, Shang Yechu's filming progressed rapidly. She seemed to have matured overnight, carefully listening to everyone's opinions and suggestions—from director Xu Hanwen to the most ordinary extras, correcting mistakes if they were correct and striving to improve if they weren't.

Shang Yechu was like a sponge, tirelessly absorbing the moisture around her. She even asked the seafarer for his contact information, often consulting him about opera training and performance.

The passenger admired Shang Yechu's enthusiasm and shared a lot of information with her without reservation.

Zheng Bohan once privately expressed his concerns about Shang Yechu's acting skills.

Previously, Shang Yechu's performance style was highly personal, which could be called the Ye-style. It was mainly characterized by its calmness, lightness, and ability to achieve great results with minimal effort.

This isn't to say that Shang Yechu's acting is bad, but rather that her personal style is too strong, and the actor's own imprint overshadows the character's. This easily leads to a situation where the actor's personality outweighs the performance.

In the early stages, this drawback may not be too obvious. However, as an actor's fame grows, their acting skills mature, and they accumulate more works and roles, this flaw will gradually become apparent. It causes viewers to think of "Ye Chu" first, rather than the plot, when they see the character played by Shang Yechu.

Many actors with formulaic acting styles have fallen into this trap and never escaped it. This includes some very famous artists. It's truly a pity that Shang Yechu, at such a young age, has embarked on this path so early.

After that teahouse scene, Shang Yechu's acting seemed to have undergone a complete transformation. Her personal style did not diminish, but she absorbed and integrated the flavors of other schools, becoming more mellow, natural, and profound, as if it were a gift from heaven.

Now, Zheng Bohan can hardly see any trace of Ye Chu in Li Yiming.