Chapter 793 Haoyue Extra (55)
Wen Yue thought for a moment and said, "In that case, you don't need to take me to the film set. It's not far anyway, and there are crew cars at the entrance. It'll only take ten minutes."
Tang Minghao: "..."
His smile froze for a moment, then he quickly added, "I'm not just taking you to the film set; it's just that it's on my way!"
"On the way?"
"Hmm... I read the script yesterday, but there were some parts I didn't quite understand. Isn't Editor Zheng on set too? I'll go over and talk to her."
His reasons seemed quite convincing, and Wen Yue, feeling dizzy, followed him into the car.
It wasn't until she arrived on set that she realized something was amiss. Zheng was indeed the lead screenwriter for this drama, but the character of the second male lead was originally written in Chen Qiao's style. Later, after Tang Minghao rejoined the production, the character was slightly adjusted to suit his acting habits.
The screenwriter who made the main adjustments to this character was clearly the second screenwriter, Li Mengmeng. Even if Tang Minghao wanted to ask someone, there was no need for him to go to such lengths and deliberately ask screenwriter Zheng, who was on set.
Seeing that Tang Minghao actually took his phone and ran to Editor Zheng with a humble attitude after arriving on set, Wen Yue couldn't say anything in the end.
The first scene of the morning was Wen Yue's, and she didn't have time to think about anything else. Once her makeup and styling were done, she immediately immersed herself in filming.
She read the script more than a dozen times before coming here. She could not only recite the lines by heart, but she could at least handle them with ease.
She not only memorized her own lines, but also most of the other actors' lines. Occasionally, when an actor she was acting opposite forgot his or her lines, she could remind him immediately.
In addition, her insightful understanding of the character's psychological state and her ability to easily immerse herself in the character's emotions made her first scene exceptionally smooth to film.
The people who work with her are also quite comfortable.
During a break, the director smiled and said to her, "Xiaoyue, in just a few months, your professional skills have improved significantly compared to when you auditioned."
Wen Yue smiled and said, "I don't have much talent, so I can only spend more time and put in more effort."
The director nodded with satisfaction and said, "These days, it's not easy for actors to put in the effort."
Just then, several girls on set each held a cup of milk tea and thanked Wen Yue, saying, "Thank you, Sister Yue, for the milk tea!"
"Sister Yue's milk tea is very sweet!"
Wen Yue was stunned for a moment. Before she could come to her senses, the director next to her winked at her: "I was just about to remind you that it's not enough to just work hard professionally. You also need to maintain good interpersonal relationships on set. But it seems that I'm the one worrying about those useless things!"
Wen Yue had a premonition of something, smiled at the director, said a few perfunctory words, and then got up to find Tang Minghao.
Tang Minghao was still with Editor Zheng, who was also holding a cup of milk tea. She smiled and said, "Yueyue, the milk tea is good. In this remote and impoverished place, you still managed to buy this for everyone. You're so thoughtful."
Wen Yue glanced at Tang Minghao, who was indeed smiling at her. She gently bit her lip: "Editor Zheng, this milk tea is actually..."
Tang Minghao could tell what she wanted to say, so he grabbed her and turned to Editor Zheng, saying, "I'll think about those questions again when we get back. I'm going to talk to my junior sister for a bit."
"Alright, go ahead. The second male lead and the female lead will have quite a few scenes together later on. You two should work on your chemistry more often."
Tang Minghao then pulled Wen Yue out of the crowd.
With the surroundings empty, Wen Yue looked at Tang Minghao: "Minghao, did you buy all the milk tea?"
"Hmm," Tang Minghao replied, his earlier ease replaced by a hint of caution as he faced Wen Yue. "Are you unhappy?"
He used her name to deliver drinks to everyone because it was for her own good. How could she be so ungrateful as to be unhappy?
Taking a deep breath, she took out her phone: "How much did it cost? I'll transfer it to you."
Tang Minghao quickly stopped her: "It's just some drinks, it doesn't even exceed four figures. If you transfer this to me, doesn't it make us seem too distant?"
Wen Yue wanted to distance herself from him, even though he had said a bunch of nonsensical things to her that morning, she didn't take it seriously at all.
At this moment, I naturally don't want to owe him anything.
Tang Minghao seemed to see through her thoughts and let out a soft breath: "How about this, if you really want to settle things even, how about you do me a favor?"
Wen Yue was taken aback: "What kind of help?"
The two scenes I mentioned later that I couldn't figure out, Zheng just explained them to me, but I'm still not sure. If you have time tonight, I'll come over and ask you to help me go over them, okay?
Wen Yue hadn't expected that his offer of help would be in this way.
For a moment, I hesitated.
Logically speaking, working on a script shouldn't be a difficult task.
What troubled her was the timing. There had been instances in the industry of male and female actors being photographed and exposed late at night comparing scripts; what if…
"Don't worry," Tang Minghao quickly assured her when he saw her hesitation, "We will only work on the script, nothing else!"
Wen Yue: "..."
Was she afraid he would do something?
What she was clearly afraid of was...
Forget it, this place is too remote. Even if the paparazzi wanted to chase us, they might not be able to catch up.
Besides, this hotel is too run-down, it doesn't even have any surveillance cameras, and it's pitch black at night, so they probably won't be able to capture anything.
Thinking of this, she finally nodded: "Okay, let's not do it too late, let's do it after work."
As long as she agrees, Tang Minghao will do anything.
He quickly replied with a smile, "No problem!"
...
Wen Yue's original intention was to resolve the matter quickly and repay the favor that had been forced upon her.
As it turned out, the young actress who acted opposite her that night had little experience. They filmed a scene five or six times and still couldn't get it right. She became more and more stiff and eventually couldn't even deliver her lines properly. The director had no choice but to let her rest on the sidelines and try to get a feel for the scene.
The entire crew helped her find her footing; the young girl, only eighteen or nineteen, was visibly under immense psychological pressure.
There was nothing Wen Yue could do but go over to her and help her calm down. She chatted with her for a while, and when she saw that the little girl had finally relaxed, the scene was barely passed under Director Zhao's strict standards. Only then could she say that she had successfully made her exit.
It was already past midnight when I got back.
Tang Minghao had finished filming his scene that afternoon and then disappeared. She simply went back to the hotel, took a shower, and thought to herself, "Maybe I should just call it a day."
When she came out and wanted to send a message to Tang Minghao, there was a knock on the door.
She glanced at the time; it was almost eleven o'clock.
She hesitated for a moment, but still got up and opened the door for him.
Tang Minghao, standing at the door, had wet hair and his clothes were damp.
Wen Yue was taken aback: "Is it raining outside?"
"Yes, it's raining, but not heavily."
Tang Minghao entered the room, still damp from the sweat, and placed the large and small packages directly on the table in her room.
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