Chapter 69 Chapter 69 Long time no see, Miss Xia. ...
Seeing her reaction, Lin Dayong let out another long breath. "Xiao Xia, I understand your concerns, but being the leading lady in an A-list Hollywood production is an opportunity that countless Asian actors dream of."
Xia Nuan frowned: "Brother Lin, I just thought about the male lead in the movie I met last time, and I felt a little scared."
Xia Nuan paused for a moment, then looked directly at Lin Dayong. "Maybe I'm overthinking this, but we didn't have any financial backing for this audition, so how could they have chosen me?"
Lin Dayong thought of Xia Nuan's last audition and frowned.
The two fell silent again until Lin Dayong spoke.
"There's an old saying that goes, 'After adversity comes good fortune.' Xiaoxia, you're already excellent enough. Whether it's your looks or your acting, you'll definitely be the best among these dozens of actors. 'Poetry in the Rain' is such a big project, and the producers and directors are all well-known Hollywood production teams. If we join, we'll only make more money than we lose."
Xia Nuan lowered her eyes, she knew what Lin Dayong meant.
The project team is made up of Hollywood's top teams. As long as they can take on the role, regardless of whether the movie will be a hit, it will have already added a highlight to their resume.
Although she was worried, it was just worry. She would not let this opportunity go. Xia Nuan's eyes flickered, the corners of her lips straightened, and her gaze became firm.
In order to prevent any further complications, after confirming that there were no problems with the contract, we agreed on the earliest time to sign the contract.
The next afternoon, at the film production company.
Leslie Lynn, the producer of "Poetry in the Rain", was also present at the meeting.
Leslie Lynn was wearing a light blue women's suit, looking smart and stylish. When she saw Xia Nuan come in, she raised her eyes and looked at her for a few seconds without noticing.
She was very friendly and said to Xia Nuan with a smile, "Xia, I didn't expect you to be even more beautiful than in the photo. I'm Leslie, the producer of this film. It's an honor to work with you in the future. I hope we can have a wonderful time."
Xia Nuan shook her outstretched hand.
The contract signing went smoothly.
But on the way back in the car, Xia Nuan looked at the scenery outside the window, and her heart began to beat violently uncontrollably, and an inexplicable panic surged in her heart.
Xia Nuan clenched her fists and frowned. She stared at the contract and the complete script beside her, but her expression became dazed.
Is it because she is so happy to have gotten this role that she feels this way?
Xia Nuan shook her head and closed her eyes.
Hotel suite.
After dinner and a quick wash, Xia Nuan was about to open the script to read when the screen of her phone beside her suddenly lit up.
Xia Nuan heard the prompt tone and pulled herself away from the script. She picked up her phone and found that Lou Su had sent her a video.
In the video, Lou Su holds a guitar, playing and singing. His voice is so gentle that it seems like a whisper in your ear: In every time difference, I miss you...
Xia Nuan stared at the video for a long time. She sighed softly, but ultimately did not respond. She just put the phone upside down on the table.
She sat down at the table again and opened the complete script of "Poetry in the Rain". Unlike the sweet love story she had imagined, this was a love story that was more inclined towards mutual redemption.
The protagonist Christopher is not a typical British aristocrat in a romantic story, but a man who is pushed to the brink of collapse by the struggle for family inheritance.
The first scene shows the protagonist standing by the canal in Venice, looking depressed. He is about to throw his ancestral pocket watch into the water, but a sudden rainstorm interrupts him.
The heroine Lillian, after her parents' death, began traveling around Europe and ended up in Italy. Before the rainstorm, she was taking pictures by the river.
The sky suddenly darkened, and then it began to rain heavily. This was where she and the male protagonist met for the first time.
This beginning is quite attractive, and Xia Nuan raised her eyebrows.
As time passed, Xia Nuan's phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID showed that it was Ji Mian.
She paused. It should be three in the morning in China. Why was he still awake so late?
"Hello?" she answered. "Why aren't you asleep yet? Are you staying up late filming again?"
Ji Mian chuckled softly, his voice hoarse from staying up all night. "We're filming the last scene, and it's almost finished. Luckily I wasn't asleep, so I could congratulate you the moment I saw the news."
"Ah Nuan, when will the filming of 'Poetry in the Rain' start? Are you planning to return to China soon?"
Xia Nuan took a sip of tea and leaned her head on the sofa: "The filming is about to start, so I probably won't be back in the near future, but I can't say for sure."
"How about the script?"
Xia Nuan chuckled: "Better than expected."
The two didn't talk for long before Xia Nuan vaguely heard a few noises coming from the receiver. The director was urging Ji Mian to start filming.
Xia Nuan curled her lips and said, "Just go and film. We'll talk next time."
Before the call was hung up, Ji Mian said softly, "...I miss you."
Xia Nuan curled her fingertips.
"Poetry in the Rain" has officially started filming.
On the day of the reading session, Xia Nuan arrived at the conference room half an hour earlier than the agreed time. At that time, several main creators were already sitting in the conference room, and the director and producer were talking in low voices.
"Xia!" Producer Leslie Lynn walked quickly to Xia Nuan and pointed somewhere enthusiastically, "Your leading actor is waiting for you there."
Xia Nuan looked in that direction and saw a blond man leaning against the window. He had a slender figure and a fitted black suit that outlined an almost perfect silhouette. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and he had a great figure.
She knew that this man should be Aidan Crowley, but she hadn't seen him for only a week, and why did he seem to be much taller than the last time she saw him?
And she subconsciously regarded this person as...
Xia Nuan's fingertips rubbed unconsciously, her eyes darkened, and this feeling was even stronger than last time.
She shook her head slightly, and before she could calm down, she saw the man slowly turn around.
Xia Nuan's pupils suddenly shrank and her breathing stopped.
No, not like, he is Chu Sheng.
The feeling of suffocation came suddenly, and the blood seemed to freeze instantly.
The smile on Xia Nuan's lips froze.
The blond man stood in front of the window, sunlight pouring down from behind him, giving his entire body a light golden outline.
"Long time no see, Miss Xia." A low voice, with the lazy accent unique to Italians, reflected Xia Nuan's figure in the blue eyes as deep as the ocean, and a shallow but slightly meaningful smile emerged.
The air in the conference room grew thin.
The only sound in Xia Nuan's ears was her own violent heartbeat, beating again and again, like a butterfly trapped in a glass cover.
"This is Mr. Eustace Cocking," Leslie introduced with a smile, "our hero."
Eustace Kirken Molegs.
Everything that was wrong finally had an explanation.
Xia Nuan subconsciously loosened her clenched fists. She squinted her eyes and looked forward, pursing her lips: "Hello, Mr. Keken."
"We feel so strange. We were so close once—"
Before Chu Sheng finished speaking, Xia Nuan turned around and looked at the paper man.
As if he had anticipated Xia Nuan's reaction, Chu Sheng's eyes curved for a moment.
Leslie Lynn's eyes widened for a moment. Although she knew that Xia and Mr. Coken must have some relationship, she was surprised that Mr. Coken was not angry at her blatant disrespect.
Xia Nuan curled her lip at her, but there was no smile in her eyes. Her voice was calm: "I remember that the male lead of the movie was not him. The actor was temporarily replaced. As one of the leading actors, I should have the right to know, but why didn't anyone tell me?"
She thought this was a surprise from Mr. Kirken to Xia Nuan. Leslie swallowed and said, "This..."
Leslie Lynn hesitated for a moment, then suddenly laughed dryly, her eyes fixed on the back.
A hint of doubt flashed in Xia Nuan's eyes, and then she heard a chuckle behind her. She suddenly frowned and turned to look behind her.
His eyes, filled with an aggressive smile, gently fell on Xia Nuan. Chu Sheng's voice was low and pleasant: "Aidan Crowley's schedule conflicts. What a pity."
Almost instantly, all the hairs on Xia Nuan's body stood up.
Leslie said quickly, her tone filled with regret, "Yeah, there's nothing we can do about it. Who knows if Aidan will suddenly choose another movie? But he chose that movie because he wanted to win an Oscar, so there's no reason for us to keep him stuck."
After saying that, Leslie smiled and looked at Xia Nuan: "Xia, you have also read the script. Don't you think that compared to Aidan, Mr. Kirken is more suitable for the temperament of the male protagonist Christopher?"
Xia Nuan's fingertips began to feel numb little by little, and her throat began to feel dry, as if she was being strangled by an invisible hand and couldn't breathe.
So during the audition, Aidan was able to imitate Chu Sheng.
Xia Nuan's eyes darkened completely, but she couldn't figure out what Chu Sheng was going through all this trouble for. Was she chosen for this movie audition because of Chu Sheng? Her mind was in a turmoil, and Xia Nuan's forehead began to swell.
Leslie's voice brought her back to reality: "Xia? Are you okay? The reading is about to start."
Xia Nuan raised her eyelids and saw the blond man already sitting in his seat, his face expressionless. The director was talking to him, but his attitude was very humble and a bit flattering.
Perhaps noticing her gaze, Chu Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, his gaze passed through the crowd and landed on Xia Nuan again. A smile played on the corner of his lips, his eyes full of determination.
But that smile made Xia Nuan feel cold all over.
She forced herself to finish today's script reading, but she couldn't concentrate at all. She didn't even know how she got through such long hours.
Xia Nuan sent a text message to Lin Dayong on the way, asking him to come here to pick her up as soon as possible.
When the director announced the adjournment of the meeting, Xia Nuan left the meeting room without any hesitation.
"Do you want me to take you there?" Chu Sheng's voice sounded behind him. It was clearly a question, but it carried a tone that implied that no one could refuse.
"No need." Xia Nuan frowned, her expression full of annoyance. She quickened her pace without looking back, her high heels tapping out a rapid rhythm on the ground.
A faint laugh passed by my ear.
A strong arm held Xia Nuan's waist. She felt dizzy for a moment and was then picked up by the waist.
"Let me go!" Xia Nuan pushed him away fiercely, but was easily restrained by him.
Chu Sheng smiled, his chest shaking, and hugged Xia Nuan, put her in the back seat of the black Maybach, and then sat in too.
The sound of the car door locking was particularly crisp.
"Let's drive."
After Chu Sheng finished speaking, the partition between the front and rear seats rose up.
Xia Nuan stared at him intently, her face full of alertness and panic, all the muscles in her body tensed: "What on earth do you want to do?!"
"Do you like this movie?" Chu Sheng suddenly asked.
Xia Nuan was stunned. She had imagined countless answers, but she had never expected this one.
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