Chapter 386: Bullying of cute cats is prohibited 33
Soon the studio sent a lawyer's letter and solemnly stated that if anyone was found to be maliciously spreading rumors and attacking Mingnan again, the legal department would be on standby and ready to file a lawsuit.
Some people with dirty tricks immediately deleted their comments and pretended nothing happened.
Some people were so angry that they dared not curse anymore and went to Ning Jue's various super chats to shout that they would stop being fans and wrote long essays. They seemed to be making a big fuss, but in fact the content did not stand up to scrutiny and was easily exposed.
Because Ning Jue has been in the industry for so many years, she has kept herself clean, has almost no scandals, has not committed any crimes, and has almost no negative information about her.
I couldn't find the angle to attack.
They can only talk about how much money they spent to pursue him and how difficult it was.
But most netizens are sober and don’t buy into this.
You spend money voluntarily, not because others force you to spend it. Besides, Ning Jue has made it to where he is today through his acting skills, not by marketing a single persona. Lastly - he is almost 30 years old, so it is normal for him to fall in love.
Ning Jue's opponent took the opportunity to buy some navy troops to fish in the water, but it didn't cause any waves at all.
Instead, it brought some popularity to Ning Jue and Ming Nan.
Many people began to pay attention to Mingnan herself, wanting to see what her special qualities were that made Ning Jue sign her against all odds.
Mingnan also posted a Weibo: [A new beginning, a new starting point, a new family @宁珏工作室@宁珏@金萊, thank you all for giving me this opportunity, I will try to go further and higher, to see different scenery, and let everyone see a different me. ]
After posting, she quit Weibo and ignored it.
The next step was dance class, so she went to change her clothes and wait for the teacher.
From this day on, Mingnan officially started having three classes a day.
Acting, singing and dancing.
After class, she would stay in the dance studio for a while to review what she learned that day.
Sometimes she would forget the time while dancing and miss dinner time, and then she would find Ning Jue standing at the door, full of resentment.
Mingnan saw him through the mirror and asked, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "What are you doing?"
Ning Jue leaned against the door with his arms folded, and said quietly, "Come and catch the cat."
Mingnan raised his eyebrows and pretended to look around. "But there are no cats here. There is only me. Sir, are you in the wrong place?"
Seeing her acting out, Ning Jue was happy to cooperate and even stepped out to take a look, "Yes, my cat is right here."
"But there is really no cat here. What should I do?"
Mingnan threw his hands up innocently.
"Did you steal my cat?"
Ning Jue closed the door with his backhand and approached step by step.
Mingnan stepped back, but he had nowhere to go and was pressed against the mirror.
Ning Jue was tall and broad-shouldered, and he gave people a sense of oppression just by standing there. At this moment, he leaned forward slightly and stared into Mingnan's eyes with a somewhat probing look, which made people feel nervous as if they had nowhere to hide.
Mingnan's gaze moved down from his eyebrows, across his tall nose and finally landed on his lips.
Ask softly: "If I say yes, will you hit me?"
"Oh--"
Ning Jue chuckled and scraped her jaw twice with his fingers skillfully. "If that's the case, you'll have to compensate me, Nan Nan."
After saying that, he tilted his head and kissed her.
Mingnan raised his arms and put them around his neck, actively deepening the kiss.
The two of them don't see each other as much as before these days. They are busy with their own things most of the time, and can only have dinner together and be intimate when they get home from get off work in the evening.
However, Mingnan's thirst for knowledge was overwhelming. He had been pestering Ningjue these days to ask him about acting. Even when they were kissing, he would suddenly ask questions, such as "How do I use a substitute when kissing?" and "If I have to kiss for real, what preparations do I need to make in advance?"
Ning Jue was so embarrassed that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was filled with rage.
Of course, it’s not anger, but the fire of dissatisfaction.
As the atmosphere was so good today, Ning Jue naturally wanted to get his money back with interest.
…
Finally, Mingnan lazily sat in Ningjue's arms, scrolling through his phone boredly, "What are we having for dinner tonight? Let's not go home and cook so late, let's go out to eat."
Ning Jue: “Okay.”
"But don't worry, I have good news for you."
"What good news?" Mingnan asked curiously.
Ning Jue took out his cell phone and showed her the chat history between himself and Director Zhao. Director Zhao said that supporting roles were easy to find, but the female lead had not been decided yet. If he had a suitable candidate to recommend, he could let that person try.
Ning Jue: [If I recommend her, she won't be selected directly, right? ]
Director Zhao: [You wish for it. I’m looking for actors, not ancestors. I don’t want anyone who’s not suitable.]
Ning Jue: [I did just sign a new person. I'll let her try it out. If she doesn't work out, forget it. Don't think too much about it.]
Director Zhao: [Don’t think too much. I’ve interviewed so many people these days that I’m overwhelmed. She’s not the only one I need.]
Ning Jue: [smile.jpg]
Director Zhao: [. ]
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Mingnan couldn't help laughing for a long time when looking at the last period.
Ning Jue also laughed, "Director Zhao is usually not arrogant and can get along well with young people, but don't underestimate him. When filming, his face changes in an instant, and he will keep nagging you if he is not satisfied. No matter if you are a big star or a nobody, you will be treated the same by him."
"We all said that joining his group was like signing a contract to sell ourselves."
"That's good, too." Mingnan said, "At least he won't be partial to anyone and will really consider the entire play. In a play, we're afraid that everyone has the right to speak. Then you and he will say one thing at a time, and who will you listen to? How can we shoot it?"
"It's best if you think so."
Ning Jue patted her head and said, "If you want to go, I will arrange a time with him, and you should perform well then."
Mingnan turned around and looked at him, "Have you read the script? Tell me the truth, am I suitable to play the female lead?"
Ning Jue pinched her chin and examined her carefully for a moment. "There is no problem with her appearance, but the entertainment industry is not short of beauties, and Director Zhao is popular with people. He hasn't chosen the female lead yet, which means there are other aspects that are not suitable."
Mingnan thought for a moment, "You mean - temperament?"
Ning Jue smiled and nodded, "This time the heroine is a princess, but she is a princess of a fallen country, and her life experience is quite complicated. For such a person, beauty alone is useless, you have to figure out the rest yourself."
So after dinner, Mingnan went home and looked for a lot of compilations to watch, which contained clips of princesses from various movies and TV series. She watched them one by one, and then looked at the comments everyone posted, wondering why everyone liked princesses and what was so special about them.
The next day, she went to consult teacher Su Qing again, and Su Qing gave her a lot of suggestions.
Mingnan kept it all in mind, and when she went for the interview on the third day, Director Zhao gave her a clip and asked her to act it out.
This section tells the story of the heroine who, when her country was destroyed and her family was ruined, jumped off the city wall and died for her country.
The later explosion scene is easy to act, but the real difficulty lies in the struggling monologue at the beginning.
Mingnan pretended to walk across the city wall step by step, his hand gently brushing across the bricks on the wall.
She did not start by reciting her lines. Instead, there was a subtle silence. During this silence, all her emotions were expressed through the movements of her hands and the subtle changes on her face.