ABRWF Chapter 304.2

The bus drove for about half an hour before arriving at its destination.

Director Wen had been waiting here since morning.

Everyone took a pre-production photo and then got to work.

The initial scenes were all about Su Ran.

Song Shizhao arrived around noon.

There were fight scenes.

Jiang Nanshu, serving as the martial arts instructor, stepped onto the stage to provide guidance.

In fact, all an actress needs to do is strike a few poses and create the illusion of being able to take on many opponents. With some post-production special effects, she can achieve the effect of having maximum fighting power.

However, she underestimated Su Ran’s timidity. Su Ran didn’t even dare to make any movements, and her hands were always unconsciously protecting her abdomen.

After so many NGs, Director Wen gradually lost his patience.

“Su Ran, can you even act? The scene here is where you get kicked in the stomach by the enemy and temporarily lose your fighting ability. The male lead comes to the rescue and then ‘dies tragically’ at the hands of the enemy. How can you act if you don’t dare to move? Are you carrying gold in your belly? Why are you always covering it with your hand?”

Su Ran, pale-faced from being scolded, said in a barely audible voice, “I’m sorry, Director Wen, I will definitely be careful. I was just scared.”

Song Shizhao, a renowned best actor, said to Director Wen without airs: “Don’t rush, teach newcomers slowly. Acting in period dramas is a bit more difficult.”

Director Wen was speechless.

Still scared?

Why act if you’re scared?

It would be easier to go home and recuperate after your childbirth.

He sat down again, angrily.

Song Shizhao turned to look at Jiang Nanshu and smiled gently.

“Cousin, thank you for teaching me. This is the first time I’ve ever known you’re so skilled. You’ve been hiding your abilities before.”

Jiang Nanshu smiled at him.

“There are a lot of things you don’t know, Cousin. Instead of worrying about so much, you should focus on acting well in this play.”

Song Shizhao’s eyes grew colder.

Jiang Nanshu didn’t say it directly, but he felt threatened.

He was genuinely curious about how Jiang Nanshu knew his secret.

Only two people knew about his gambling and drug use.

One was his agent and mistress, who had helped him conceal it, and the other was his mother.

Neither of them would betray him.

And his aunt said that it was Jiang Nanshu who told her.

He investigated for a while afterward.

Jiang Nanshu had never been around him from beginning to end.

It was truly puzzling.

But if the person who knew his secret wasn’t one of his own, then the person could only die!

Song Shizhao smiled and nodded, “You’re right. Keep teaching. I won’t bother you anymore.”

He gestured to her, then stepped aside.

This teaching session took Jiang Nanshu another afternoon.

Su Ran simply refused to let another extra kick her in the stomach.

Director Wen, with a dark expression, switched to pushing the shoulder with his hand, and then pretended to fall to the ground.

Su Ran still refused; she wouldn’t act in any scene where she had to fall.

Director Wen’s face turned green with anger.

The first day’s filming yielded no progress.

Su Ran single-handedly angered everyone on the set.

“What right does a small-time celebrity have to act like a big shot? Does she think she’s a movie queen? Movie queens have to work their way up through thick and thin. She can’t even stand a fall. Why is she even an actress if she’s so pampered? She should just switch careers!”

“Exactly. She’s the most outrageous celebrity I’ve ever seen. No wonder she has so many resources, but still can’t make it to the top. It’s really bad luck to work with her.”

On their way back to the hotel, Su Ran silently passed them and got into her nanny car, her hand tightly clutching the hem of her clothes.

It would be better if this child just disappeared.

She was always afraid that a miscarriage on set would expose her having a child out of wedlock.

After getting off the bus, Jiang Leyi was stopped at the hotel entrance by a weathered middle-aged man.

 

 

 

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