Na Ronglan was defeated by Song Jiao and lay on the ground in a mess.
Her long hair was spread out on the ground, like a defeated lion, having lost its former majesty.
Song Jiao stepped hard on her wrist, and the pain made her almost unable to breathe, but she gritted her teeth stubbornly, not allowing herself to make any sound.
There was a glint of anger in her eyes, a rage ignited by humiliation and pain.
She hated Song Jiao's arrogance and cruelty, and hated her own incompetence and weakness even more.
"Very good, very good, the emotional expression is very good. Keep going!" After seeing this scene, the director finally felt that she had achieved the feeling she wanted.
Little did he know that this was what Naronglan was really thinking at the moment.
Na Ronglan's anger surged in her heart. She wanted to break free from Song Jiao's restraints, stand up and fight back.
However, her body seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move. She could only watch Song Jiao show off her power in front of her, unable to react.
This feeling of powerlessness made Naronglan feel extremely frustrated and angry.
She knew she couldn't give up like this, otherwise she would be really sorry for herself.
So she took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and began looking for an opportunity to fight back.
There was a determined glint in her eyes, the burning of her indomitable spirit.
She knew that as long as she didn't give up, she would definitely find a chance to turn things around.
"Click! It's done." The director walked over as quickly as a cheetah, his eyes flashing with excitement, as if he had just watched a wonderful fight.
This kind of rivalry is like a strong stimulant to him, making him unable to stop.
He watched Song Jiao's crazy look with fascination. The wild and wanton performance burned his soul like a raging fire.
He decided to change the play on the spot because he knew that the audience would go crazy for such a play.
According to the script, today should be the day when the supporting actress Chen Yao finishes filming, but the director doesn't want it to end like this.
He wanted to keep reading, to explore the character's deeper madness and destruction.
So, without hesitation, he called Murong Jing and Narong Lan and explained his plan to them: "Next, it's Murong Jing's turn. Chen Yao, you must completely unleash your crazy feelings for the male protagonist, the desire to love him but not be able to get him, and the desire to destroy him if you can't get him. You must turn evil, so evil that you almost kill them both. In the end, Murong Jing accidentally dropped the amulet you gave her, and you fled in panic."
Naronglan stood up suddenly as if a flame was ignited, her brows furrowed like a steep mountain, revealing her inner dissatisfaction and doubts.
Her bright eyes, now as sharp as cold stars, pierced the director, as if to see through his heart: "Director, doesn't Chen Yao have too many scenes? She should have finished filming today. A supporting role is still a supporting role. Too many scenes might disrupt the harmony of the entire plot, right?"
Her tone was firm as iron, and every word seemed to hit the director's heart. She was speaking out bravely for herself and for the rights of the entire crew.
The dissatisfaction in her heart surged like a tide. She was just a supporting role, but how could she have so many scenes?
However, the director was like a cold iceberg, and was not moved at all by Naronglan's words.
His eyes were as cold as swords, piercing Na Ronglan. "If your acting and fighting skills could reach even half the level of Chen Yao's, I would certainly stick to the original plot. But Zhang Yurou, even if you were sent here by President Huo himself, I wouldn't change my decision! I would rather pay the liquidated damages than let this show be ruined by my personal compromise. And I guarantee that you will have a hard time finding another role in this industry."
The director's words were cold and decisive, like an invisible cold current that instantly enveloped Na Ronglan.
Song Jiao was like a leisurely spectator, staring at Na Ronglan as if she were watching a play. There was a hint of cunning in her eyes, as if she was enjoying a carefully choreographed farce.
When the system prompt sounded, indicating that Zhang Yuruo's anger value had soared to 80%, Song Jiao's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a smug smile.
In order to prevent the situation from getting worse, Naronglan had no choice but to accept the director's suggestion.
Although she was angry, she also knew that this was not the time to confront the director head-on.
At this time, Song Jiao pretended to be conflicted and walked up.
There was a hint of hypocritical apology in her words: "I'm sorry, Zhang Yurou! I was trying to make the plot more realistic, so I may have stepped on your hand too hard." However, her eyes were full of provocation and mockery, as if she was mocking Naronglan's helplessness and anger.
Naronglan gritted his teeth and tried hard to calm his inner anger.
She knew she couldn't lose control here, otherwise it would only make Song Jiao even more proud.
So she forced a smile and responded, "It's okay, it's all for the show. You don't have to show mercy." However, her words could not hide her inner irritation and dissatisfaction.
Song Jiao folded her arms, her eyes full of mockery and disdain.
She seemed to enjoy the feeling of provoking Na Ronglan while making her helpless.
She said lightly, "Of course. I didn't come here to apologize to you. I just don't want any videos of me bullying newcomers to appear online in the next few days."
Her words revealed a sense of superiority, as if she was mocking Naronglan's incompetence and weakness.
Naronglan clenched his fists tightly, trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart.
She knew she couldn't act impulsively at this moment, otherwise it would only make things worse.
Finally, under the director's urging, she could only suppress her anger and continue filming.
Song Jiao left the scene triumphantly, leaving Na Ronglan with an angry and helpless look on his face.
The following plot reaches its climax with Murong Jing's heroic rescue scene.
Song Jiao had a fierce duel with him. The two were evenly matched and the scene was thrilling.
Song Jiao's darkening expression grew frantic and distorted during the battle, like a wild animal out of control. Her superb acting skills reached their peak, even the battle-hardened Murong Jing was amazed.
Especially when Song Jiao saw the life-saving amulet on the male protagonist, her eyes went through a complex change from disbelief, joy, confusion to finally fleeing in panic.
The emotional transition in that moment was so natural and real that it seemed to bring the audience into her inner world.
The staff present were so captivated by her performance that they seemed to have forgotten that they were in reality.
After the plot ended, the entire scene fell into a brief silence.
Everyone was still immersed in the gripping plot and couldn't extricate themselves.
Na Ronglan was watching intently when the system's prompt sounded again, "Warning, the original owner's anger value has reached 90%. If it continues to rise, the host will be forcibly ejected from this world."
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