When she pushed open the door, everyone was still talking and laughing, guessing whether today's lunch box would be spare ribs or chicken legs, and discussing which crew to go to after finishing the afternoon's filming to see if there were any scenes available.

But as she walked in, the sounds stopped as if someone had pressed a switch.

Hu Mingxi looked confused.

The silence was soon broken.

The one who spoke was Feng Miaomiao, who had been called out by the director several times. "Xixi, how does it feel to hug your idol? Your sister Wan knows that you are Wanfeng, so she went to great lengths to get you such a long close-up shot, right? Didn't you take the opportunity to hug her big thick legs and ask her to help you add a few scenes or something?"

"Hey, isn't your sister famous for doting on her fans? What's the big deal about adding more scenes? Just let her revive your character? Our scenes will be finished this afternoon. You shouldn't be able to do that, right?"

"And that super long costume TV series, you should be given a role anyway. She's an investor, so doesn't her word count?"

They all sound good.

But why is it so harsh?

Hu Mingxi finally understood why their eyes were strange during the filming.

"I'm here to film, and chasing stars is just a side job. Also, as I said, Sister Wan is not the kind of person who favors relatives, you guys..."

"Okay, okay, that doesn't mean anything, does it?"

Interrupting Hu Mingxi's serious explanation, Feng Miaomiao said with a smile: "It was just a joke, why did you take it so seriously?"

The dressing room became lively again, but Hu Mingxi could clearly feel that she was isolated from that lively atmosphere.

It was as if, just because she took one more close-up shot and hugged Sister Wan, she became the traitor among them.

After a moment of silence, Hu Mingxi remained silent.

There was a knock on the dressing room door and the production manager announced that dinner was ready.

The girls volunteered to get the food. Whether it was a coincidence or intentional, when they came back, no one took Hu Mingxi's meal.

"Xixi, I'm sorry, I thought Alan took it."

"fine……"

Hu Mingxi shook his head, stood up to get his lunch box, ate it, then found a quiet corner to read the pages of his lines.

When Feng Miaomiao and the others saw this, they looked at each other, smiled, and then found a seat to play games on their phones.

The most difficult group scene was over, and the afternoon scenes were shot smoothly.

The assistant director shouted, "Congratulations to XXX extras on finishing the filming. Thank you for your hard work." Sporadic applause broke out in the studio.

When Hu Mingxi turned around to leave, Xie Sanqiu called him back.

On the side, the assistant director handed over a few lines, "This is a supporting role who died under Hong Xu's sword. No face is shown, just a few martial arts back shots. Can you act it?"

"able!"

Knowing that the director had seen the close-up shot in the morning, Hu Mingxi showed surprise, "Director, I can! I will be there on time any day when the filming starts!"

"Okay, keep in touch and I'll let you know in advance!"

"Okay, okay, thank you director!"

After thanking him repeatedly, Hu Mingxi ran to the dressing room holding up her skirt.

I pushed the door open and took a look, and was immediately stunned.

The group of young ladies who used to come and go together have all left. The huge dressing room is empty, with only her backpack left alone in the corner.

After confirming once again that he was rejected, a little bit of disappointment began to spread in Hu Mingxi's bright eyes.

Hu Mingxi was patted on the shoulder. He turned around and smiled after seeing who was coming. "Sister Wan..."

(End of this chapter)