Xiao Chi's Room —
"The reason you want to change the script is that you can't accept playing a character who is Wen Jueqian's lapdog in the play?"
Fu Yachi's expression gradually turned serious, and Yu Jianing's face stiffened.
What's going on?! Did I make her angry?
"I think I should correct your thinking before I start analyzing the script for you!"
“As an actor, you can make changes however you want before you receive the script, because that’s your job.”
"Once the script is finalized, if you still want to change the plot, it will only make people dislike you!"
Xiao Ning: "Uh... is it that serious...?"
"Is it that serious? At the very least, if this gets out, your rivals will write an article saying you're acting like a big shot and ruining your public image."
"To put it bluntly, no director will dare to cast you in their films in the future!"
"How serious do you think it is?"
Fu Yachi spoke quite sternly, but Xiao Ning immediately lowered her head in apology, and her tone softened.
She wasn't really angry; she was just afraid that as her fame grew, she might go astray without proper guidance, and by then it would be too late!
Fortunately, she's still a good child who listens to advice...
Thinking of this, Xiao Chi raised her hand and gently squeezed her shoulder in a comforting gesture:
"Xiao Ning, you need to know that actors can't always get scripts that satisfy them, and being a girl group idol is just a job that lasts a short time. In the end, you will inevitably have to make a transition."
"If you are left without any directors to cast you in movies because of this issue, and you end up with nothing to do, you should leave Morning Star and retire from the industry."
Are you satisfied with this ending?
"I'm not reconciled..." Yu Jianing said sullenly.
Did I get lectured by a senior?
"Then I won't change the script. I'll play Wen Jueqian... uh... the little simp in the play..."
"That's a good girl~"
Fu Yachi laughed when she saw the pitying expression on her face.
"But I have to correct you on one point: you're not a simp."
"If you actually act like a simp during filming, the show will most likely be ruined!"
"!!!"
The scumbag woman's eyes widened, and she immediately perked up:
"Isn't that right? But this is clearly the script..."
"Let me tell you a story of mine..." Xiao Chi patted the empty seat next to her, gesturing for her to sit down.
After Jia Ning sat down, she instinctively reached out to put her arm around her waist...
"If you keep being inappropriate with me, I'm kicking you out."
"Uh... I'm used to it... I haven't changed..."
Fu Yachi rolled her eyes at her and started to get down to business:
“I once had… a friend? Or rather, an enemy? His name was Yan Wenxi…”
"Huh?" Xiao Ning was filled with questions as soon as she said the first sentence.
Is your adjective correct?
Seeing her puzzled expression, Ya Chi took the initiative to hug her, seemingly to comfort herself as well.
After all, those were memories she didn't want to recall!
"Actually, I don't know what he means to me..."
"If he's a friend... he saved me; if he's an enemy... he hurt my most important friend..."
"That's complicated... He's a yandere? And then he fell in love with you?"
Suddenly, an extremely melodramatic horror-romance movie flashed through the scumbag woman's mind.
The explicit details made her burst out laughing.
"You better clean up your mind!"
Ya Chi blushed at her laughter, and in a fit of embarrassment and anger, she pressed her chin hard against Ya Chi's shoulder.
As expected of someone with natural wifely qualities, you can even guess the filthy thoughts of that slut.
Should I say you can do it? Or should I say you can do it?
Ahem… back to the main topic…
"He doesn't like me, he never had a single bit of love for me..."
Do you know what he said before he left?
He said, "For years I've been struggling with pain and helplessness, unable to find a way out, like a stick of incense burning in a temple..."
"Yearning for redemption while slowly burning..."
"Actually, I stopped longing for salvation a long time ago. Nothing in this world means anything to me."
"And you! And only you! You are my helpless end!"
"I've kept this sentence in mind to this day, and I hope it can inspire you in some way."
"Oh! I think I understand now?"
Yu Jianing said, deeply shocked, and then reached out to touch Xiao Chi's face and earlobe:
"You mean you want me to be like Yan Wenxi, with a shallow understanding of Wen Jueqian in the drama!"
"Treat her as an unattainable salvation, or perhaps as the end of your life! In any case, don't be a silly little simp!"
"That's roughly the idea. Figure it out for yourself."
Fu Yachi slapped her hand away and released Xiao Ning: "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat?"
"good…"
...
On the other side, in Galinxi's room.
Half the morning has passed.
Wanhe didn't work on the script much; she was focused on drawing pictures of Tianxing when he was a child!
To be fair, the young artist is quite talented!
Although he says he can't do it, he actually draws quite well.
"Hmm...not bad~"
Lingxi nodded silently, looking at the drawing of herself at 18, a touch of nostalgia in her eyes...
"Teacher, I've finished drawing it all..."
An Wanhe weakly pushed the seven sheets of drawing paper over, and the little snake also snapped out of its reverie.
"Okay, then try drawing this one again and see if you can."
As she spoke, Lingxi pushed the photos she had just put away over.
The young artist glanced at the photo casually; it showed a dirty-looking boy. Without thinking much, he picked up his pen and started drawing.
Because she had never met this person in real life.
It was a bit difficult to draw, but I managed to draw it with the help of 36 bone points.
"Hmm...not bad..."
Jia Lingxi picked up the portrait she had just finished drawing, although the lines were a bit rough...
But the difference between him and the portrait artists in the group isn't that big.
It should be useful...
"Remember the feeling you had when you painted the last picture. Memorize your lines first. I have to go out for a bit."
After saying that, she left with the drawing paper.
Upon hearing this, An Wanhe seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, as if she had escaped from danger.
Friends, I need you! Senior Lingxi's aura is too intimidating, I can't handle it!
...
Qu Jianyi's room.
At this moment, Wen Jueqian and his teacher were staring at each other, wide-eyed.
It's as if they've contracted that disease where whoever speaks first will die!
Finally, Xiaowen couldn't hold back any longer, after all, she was the one filming the movie two months later!
So she held up a sign...
"Teacher, what should we do now?"
Jane glanced at her.
He left, giving me a look that seemed to be waiting for him...
The two of them together couldn't even utter a single sentence!
Not long after, Jane returned pushing a wheelchair.
Then she picked up the script and pointed to a passage about "lifelong disability, confined to a wheelchair" to show it to her.
"You mean... I'll be using a wheelchair for the next two months?"
Wen Jueqian raised his sign, and the other party nodded.
That concludes today's communication...
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