Li Yi suddenly laughed: "Now you're consistent inside and out."
Considering that the other party was the grandson of Jiang Shang Nongchaosheng, Shang Yechu did not get angry, but simply said, "Isn't acting just a science? Acting as if you're crying doesn't necessarily mean you're crying inside—and when acting out scenes of laughter, the actor isn't necessarily laughing inside..."
"Isn't it important that the actor's true emotions are real?" Li Yi frowned.
“An actor’s personal emotions are the least important thing,” Shang Yechu emphasized. “Bringing personal emotions into work is unprofessional.”
Li Yi stared intently at Shang Yechu for a long while before shaking his head: "Don't you think that's hypocritical? How can a hypocritical performance produce a truly good show?"
"A hypocritical performance, but the real show..."
Unable to contain her anger any longer, Shang Yechu sneered and looked at Li Yi mockingly.
"You think I'm hypocritical? Then why did you insist on staying on set even though you clearly didn't want to film this movie? Isn't that even more hypocritical!"
His words were firm and resolute.
In an instant, all the expressions on Li Yi's face vanished.
Smiles, scrutiny, guilt... all gone. Li Yi's dark eyes were devoid of any emotion; he was like a terrifying wild beast that had just been released from its cage.
Shang Yechu was not intimidated at all; instead, the mockery on her face intensified: "What? Finally showing your true colors?"
The weariness of being forced to drag this ton of prehistoric stone pier for many days, the dissatisfaction of Li Yi using her as a raft to deal with the river surfers, the imbalance of the other party being far inferior to her in strength but being able to easily get what Shang Yechu wanted because of his background, and the most subtle and unspeakable... the annoyance of being hit where it hurt by Li Yi just now.
The emotions and conflicts that had been building up for days suddenly erupted!
Shang Yechu retorted sharply, "Do you think you're working particularly hard? That memorizing the entire script is especially arduous? Don't make fun of me—"
"Your so-called hard work is just a hypocritical pretense—like a primary school student who doesn't want to take review notes but instead copies the entire textbook by hand! Look! Grandma, how hard I work! I've copied the whole textbook!"
"Understanding the character, understanding facial expressions, understanding body movements—which of these most basic things have you done? What's the use of just memorizing lines and doing action scenes? The entertainment industry is full of teleprompters and stunt doubles!"
Shang Yechu suddenly stood up and took a few steps forward to stare intently at Li Yi. She was much shorter than Li Yi, but her aura was still intimidating.
"I'm hypocritical? From the first day I joined the crew, everything I did was in accordance with my conscience and my profession! And what about you?"
"It's obvious they're not putting their heart into it, they clearly have a strong aversion to the character Xie An, and they clearly have absolutely no interest in acting—"
Shang Yechu gave a mocking smile: "To appease Teacher Jiang and prevent her from seeing your disgust for this job, you're even using me as a smokescreen. Fine, I have no problem with that, being hypocritical. But—Young Master Li! If you could put even half the acting skills you'd use to fool Teacher Jiang, you wouldn't have had 207 takes this month!"
"call--"
Before Shang Yechu could react, Li Yi grabbed her by the collar!
This was the first time Li Yi had shown such a terrifying expression since they met. It was an extreme anger and the shame of having one's secret exposed.
Seeing the other person's expression, Shang Yechu felt a sense of comfort, and the anxiety in her heart was finally balanced.
If a hedgehog is injured, it will do everything in its power to pierce the attacker's body and leave a bloody hole.
Shang Yechu pried off Li Yi's fingers one by one, making a cracking sound.
Li Yi stared intently into Shang Yechu's eyes, as if she felt no pain.
"Young Master Li." Shang Yechu looked at the imposing Li Yi with pity, a victor's smile on his face.
"It must have been tough to change yourself from a young age for a role you didn't want." Shang Yechu curled her lips and said leniently, "I pity your involuntary hypocrisy, so I will forgive your insult to my acting skills for now."
Shang Yechu took a step back and demurely straightened her collar.
"No need for dinner. Goodnight, Young Master Li."
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