Hua Rong didn't care about her attitude and said something to her assistant.
The assistant looked surprised but said nothing and left the film set.
When Hua Rong arrived at the lounge, she saw Xiao Xi comforting Feng Bing.
"Sister Bing, it's okay, you can definitely do it next time."
Feng Bing doesn't have the habit of taking her anger out on others.
She gave a wry smile: "It seems I'm really not suited for making movies. I can't keep up with the pace of filmmaking, and I can't perfectly meet Director Zhao Gang's requirements."
Hua Rong noticed signs that Feng Bing's confidence was waning.
He smiled and went inside.
"Apart from those who start out making movies, no one can adapt to the pace of filmmaking at first. After shooting a few scenes, with your talent, you'll be able to adapt."
Upon hearing this, Feng Bing and Xiao Xi both stood up.
"Sister Jun."
Hua Rong nodded and sat down on the sofa next to him.
Then, raising his head, he said, "You may sit as well."
Seeing that Hua Rong seemed to have something to say to Feng Bing, Xiao Xi wanted to take her leave.
Before she could even speak, Hua Rong said to her, "You sit down too."
Seeing this, Xiao Xi obediently sat down.
It has to be said that Hua Rong completely changed Xiao Xi's life.
She respected Hua Rong, but also felt a bit of fear towards him.
After all, people within Tianxing are saying that the deal with Juhuang was actually orchestrated behind the scenes by the seemingly indifferent Hua Rong.
The profound meaning of this sentence is chilling to contemplate.
"As for how to act, I'll teach you."
Feng Bing was taken aback and was about to retort.
She acknowledged that Hua Rong was very thoughtful in many matters.
Just this one time, the darkness brought forth by her words alone is enough to demonstrate how terrifying Hua Rong, the actual manipulator behind it all, truly is.
But acting isn't something a rich young lady like Hua Rong can just do on a whim.
Before she could even speak, she heard a knock on the door of the lounge.
Hua Rong: "Come in."
Feng Bing and Xiao Xi noticed that the person who came in was Hua Rong's assistant.
She was holding a cheongsam in her hand, the pattern of which was very similar to the one Feng Bing was wearing now.
They all have lilac patterns.
However, upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that this cheongsam is a very high-end custom-made piece.
Hua Rong took the cheongsam from her assistant, a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.
She thought of Zheng Liangru.
Zheng Liangru's favorite cheongsam was one she designed herself.
Hua Rong also liked to design cheongsams for her at that time.
Although several worlds had passed, it felt like yesterday to Hua Rong.
Ultimately, it's still very difficult to forget.
When Hua Rong went into the changing room and came out again, Feng Bing and the other two were all shocked.
Before she went in, Hua Rong was a strong, capable woman.
When she reappeared, her entire demeanor had completely changed.
The feeling of being someone living in that time and space instantly lingered in the hearts of the three.
Shocked, Feng Bing handed over the script: "Sister Jun..."
Hua Rong waved his hand and smiled slightly at that moment.
She seemed to have become someone else entirely.
Hua Rong knew that at this moment, she looked exactly like Zheng Liangru.
"I also remember my lines."
Upon hearing this, Feng Bing stared in astonishment once again.
These scripts were all chosen for her by Hua Rong.
She knew about this.
However, Hua Rong was able to memorize the entire script's lines.
This surprised Feng Bing.
"Just what kind of pervert is this?"
Feng Bing sighed inwardly and looked at Hua Rong more carefully a few more times.
It has to be said that even she, who is usually quite calm, couldn't help but feel jealous.
At this point, if anyone says Hua Rong isn't an actress, she'll think that person is blind.
And since such people have always become actors, it seems that artists of this era can only be running errands.
Hua Rong picked up the prop oil-paper umbrella from the side and walked out of the room.
As she stepped out of the room, her gentle, breeze-like voice reached the ears of Feng Bing and Xiao Xi.
"Remember to watch me."
Feng Bing and Xiao Xi exchanged a glance and walked out of the lounge.
Zhao Gang was furious at the moment, and he was not only dissatisfied with what had just happened.
Looking back at those earlier scenes now, it just doesn't feel right!
"We've been filming for days, has it all been for nothing?!"
Zhao Gang felt like he had gone from a chubby 160-pound boy to a 200-pound fat man.
This level of anger is not much different from that of Feng Lei, who was previously angered to the point of becoming a 250-pound fat man.
"Huh? What's that...?"
The assistant director, who had just been scolded by Zhao Gang, suddenly started staring into space in one direction.
Zhao Gang, furious, looked over and said, "You're still daydreaming? Do you even want to stay in this business anymore...?"
Hua Rong walked out of the lounge, opened her oil-paper umbrella, and smiled slightly at Zhao Gang.
In that instant, Zhao Gang felt that his surroundings had changed completely.
Fortunately, having acted for many years and experienced a lot, he immediately turned on the camera.
Hua Rong stopped looking at anyone and stood in front of the green screen as if there were a bridge in front of her.
She lowered her eyes and walked step by step onto the bridge.
In that instant, she seemed to have truly become that woman who had just returned from studying abroad.
She lamented the backwardness of her motherland.
I grieve for myself.
Her parents wanted her to marry a young marshal she had never met.
This incident made her feel like the sky had fallen.
She murmured softly, "It's not that I can't get married, but I don't want to marry a man I've never met. Is he good or bad? Is he handsome or ugly? Is he loyal to the country or a treacherous villain? I don't know any of these things."
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