"Qingyue, what's wrong with you today? Didn't you get enough rest? You can't get your emotions out. This scene is the most explosive, and it's also your first appearance. It's the scene that will leave the deepest impression on the readers. If you can perform well, you'll be able to handle the following scenes well. You should know that you have a lot of crying scenes."
There was no expected outburst of cursing. The director, a man in his forties with a beard, stood with his hands on his hips and earnestly began to nag, "Makeup artist, come and touch up your makeup. Remember to adjust your state later. Do you know how indignant and grief-stricken you feel?"
"I understand, director."
Lan Qingyue obediently agreed. Her grief and indignation were not hard to express, but mainly she didn't have the right emotions at the time. If her emotions didn't erupt, she couldn't cry.
Axi stood not far away watching Lan Qingyue, who gave him an "OK" sign.
As they continued, Lan Qingyue lay prone in front of the ruins, staring in disbelief at the three large characters on the plaque. Grief welled up in her eyes, which turned red, and tears welled up for a long time, but she stubbornly held them back. The director, who was waiting for her to "shed tears," looked anxious and kept pounding his thigh, "Cry, cry already!"
Such an eye-catching scene, it would be unreasonable not to cry.
Just as the director was about to yell "cut" in frustration, Lan Qingyue suddenly crawled forward on her knees, her hands constantly digging at the mud on the ground and the wooden planks in the ruins. Tears and rainwater mingled together, and her "maid" kept patting her back.
Lan Qingyue's emotions finally surfaced, and she kept talking to herself. Suddenly, she touched something and her body stiffened. In the mud, a golden hairpin shone brightly.
Lan Qingyue knew that hairpin all too well. She carefully picked it up as if in slow motion, staring at it blankly for a long time. The rain washed away the mud on the hairpin. "Mother! Father! Eldest brother! Second sister!"
She looked up and called out loudly for her family. Just then, lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky. The second female lead, disheveled and stumbling, ran into the pile of rubble. Her pain and helplessness infected those around her.
The rain gradually subsided until the director yelled "cut," at which point Lan Qingyue collapsed weakly to the ground.
The floor in the "ruins" was uneven, with some potholes filled with water. Lan Qingyue bent her knees and cried bitterly, which frightened everyone.
"Baby, baby, the scene is over. You did a great job."
Axi walked over to Lan Qingyue, squatted down, and patted her back. She buried her face in her knees, so no one could see the expression on her face.
"Qingyue, you did a great job in your first scene today. I'm very satisfied. Go and rest for a bit and adjust your mindset."
The rugged director also said.
This director doesn't care about the actors' status; he only cares about their acting skills. He will praise anyone who acts well without reservation.
Axi knew that for Lan Qingyue to receive praise from this director meant that she had gained some recognition.
“Baby, let’s go rest over there first. Come on, I’ll take you there.”
Axi waved, and Lan Qingyue's assistant, Liu Yuanyuan, jogged over and led Lan Qingyue to the side to rest. Lan Qingyue gradually stopped crying, but her face was covered in tear stains, making her look pitiful no matter how you looked at her.
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