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Chapter 169 The Movie Emperor's White Moonlight Flower 15

The director yelled and bent over to check the video as usual. After checking that there was nothing wrong, he arranged for other people to shoot.

Shi Qing went to the side to rest, but looked a little absent-minded.

Fang Wen glanced at her a few times and found that she was in a daze, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

The filming progressed slowly, and surprisingly, although Shi Qing was essentially still a newcomer, he rarely made any NGs during filming.

The staff present could not help but marvel at the performance, and even the usually picky director Wang Fan was full of praise.

Looking at Shi Qing who seemed like a different person under the camera, he praised: "You are born to do this job. You played the role of Hua Nongying very well."

Shi Qing smiled, "Thank you, Director Wang."

Only screenwriter Zhao Ya frowned. She looked at the screen and then at Shi Qing. She felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what it was.

After a short break, it was soon time for Hua Nongying and Song Zhoudu to act against each other.

At the beginning, Director Wang was worried that Shi Qing’s acting skills were not good enough and would be crushed by Ji Wen Zhong. However, after shooting a few scenes, he was still worried, but the target was Ji Wen Zhong.

Thinking of the previous NG scene, Director Wang reminded as usual:

"Ji Wen Zhong, remember to restrain your gaze. Although I asked you to play the role of a playboy, you don't have to be so affectionate as if Hua Nongying is your heroine."

He complained a few words and asked the staff to get ready. Then a voice came from under the loud speaker, "Action!"

Ever since Hua Nongying became famous with one song, Song Zhoudu would come to the brothel every day to listen to her sing.

The sounds of stringed instruments and orchestras flowed, and a group of women danced lightly and powerfully on the stage. The guests around them sat behind the tables, sipping tea and enjoying the dance.

Outside the door, the air was filled with the smell of rouge and powder, and the sound of laughter and playfulness could be heard. Song Zhoudu leaned lazily against the back of his chair like a boneless cat, and in front of him was Hua Nongying, the courtesan who was sought after by all the dignitaries.

After playing another song, Hua Nongying stopped and looked at the man in front of her.

The music suddenly stopped, and Song Zhoudu opened his eyes, "Why don't you play it anymore?"

Hua Nongying smiled helplessly, "Mr. Song, do you know what this song of Nongying means?"

Song Zhoudu raised his lips, "The sound of the zither is melodious, ethereal and cool, like the cool evening breeze with a faint fragrance floating in the air. But it is lonely, like drinking alone under the moon, with no one to vent my sorrow. This music is completely different from usual."

Hua Nongying smiled and said, "My lord, you know me. But Nongying has one thing that I don't understand, and I wonder if you can explain it to me."

Song Zhoudu was a little tired from maintaining the same posture for so long. He sat up half-straight, resting his elbows on the chair, "You go."

Thinking of the banquet rumors he had heard not long ago, Hua Nongying hesitated for a few seconds before he said softly:

"I heard from other sisters a few days ago that Mr. Song fell in love with Miss Wen at first sight. I wonder if it is true?"

She carefully lifted her eyelids and quietly observed the man's reaction. Seeing that the smile at the corner of his eyes faded, she felt that she had said too much, so she hurriedly added an explanation:

"Don't be angry, sir. Nong Ying is just curious. I wonder what kind of woman a man like you would fall in love with."

Thinking that he was scolded for saving someone out of kindness, Song Zhoudu said angrily:

"This rumor is completely false. There is no such thing as love at first sight. There is nothing like that between me and Wen Qing. Those people just like to gossip about others."

He said it was just a rumor, but he still remembered the girl's name.

Hua Nongying's eyes were covered with a thin layer of loneliness. She forced a smile and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. I will play another song "Sui Hua Yin" for you."

Song Zhoudu sat up straight and waved his hand, "No need, it's getting late and I have to go back. Miss, please play this song next time."

He stood up and hurriedly called the servant beside him to leave the private room.

Hua Nongying looked at the seat where he had sat. The plate of cakes and fruits on the table was untouched, and a jade fan was placed on the pine table.

After a while, a servant pushed the door open and saw Hua Nongying still there. He was stunned for a moment and asked breathlessly, "Miss Nongying, can you see my master's fan?"

The hard object pressed tightly against his arm had rough edges and corners, but Hua Nongying remained calm and said, "I've never seen it before. Did Mr. Song lose his fan?"

The servant nodded, looked around but didn't see anything, looking a little discouraged.

Hua Nongying felt a little ashamed and embarrassed. She tried to comfort him, "Maybe the people who came in to clean it up just now took it away. Why don't you go back and tell your master first? I'll ask someone later and give it to him in person next time."

Song Zhoudu always comes here anyway, so it doesn't matter if he comes later. The servant quickly agreed.

After confirming again and again that there was no one around, Hua Nongying took out a jade fan from her sleeve, her eyes soft and affectionate.

“Cut!” Director Wang shouted. He frowned and looked at Shi Qing with a strange expression, “Take a break first!”

"Director Wang, did I act wrong?" Shi Qing was puzzled and took the initiative to step forward.

"Let's do it again with the scene where Hua Nongying saw Song Zhou off."

The others were puzzled. The performance just now was quite good, so why did they need to do another one?

But no one asked this question tacitly, because the director has the most authority in the field.

Soon, Shi Qing closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a hint of disappointment and sadness appeared on his face.

"Cut! No, it still doesn't feel right." Director Wang shook his head, "Your acting here is too superficial. There is disappointment and sadness, but there is no love. Do it again!"

"Think about it, as Hua Nongying, you are full of love for the hero who has repeatedly rescued you. Even if he leaves, you will feel sad, but you know he will come next time, and deep down you feel more of the expectation and surprise of a woman."

Because Shi Qing had always passed her scenes in one take and was a humble and well-behaved person, Director Wang did not scold her. Instead, he carefully analyzed the role with her and taught her how to act.

Shi Qing nodded to show that he understood, so Director Wang changed the plan and started filming again.

However, I don’t know if it was because he didn’t understand the role well enough or was not in the right state, Shi Qing performed it seven or eight times and the director also shouted “Cut!” seven or eight times.

This was the first time that Shi Qing had to do so many NGs. The air pressure around Director Wang was getting lower and lower. He stood there expressionless and said nothing.

Everyone present looked at him secretly, not daring to breathe heavily.

Ji Wen Zhong looked at the girl in front of the camera and saw that she looked a little anxious and her performance was becoming more and more impetuous. He was very worried.

The last time, Director Wang had no emotion on his face and asked her to watch Song Zhoudu, played by Ji Wen Zhong, perform their last meeting.

It is also the same scene of watching the male protagonist leave, but this time the emotions are more complicated and the love is stronger.

But just five seconds into the process, the director yelled “CutCut!”

Unable to hold back his temper any longer, he started to curse:

"Ye Qing, can you act? Look at what rubbish you're acting. I've told you many times that you should treat yourself like a flower and have love in the eyes of the male lead. What about you? Are you acting like a wooden man? Can you love someone? Do you understand love?"

In the circle, although Director Wang likes to use newcomers, he is amiable if the performance is good on weekdays. However, if the performance is not to his liking, he will scold people without mercy, with sharp words and hurtful feelings.

Even Zhang Man, who had won several awards, was afraid of him. Now, seeing Shi Qing being scolded, he felt half gloating and half pity.

Ji Wenzhong looked at the little girl who was almost autistic after being scolded, and felt pity for her. He walked forward and said, "Director Wang, Ye Qing is still a newcomer, so it's normal for her acting skills to be immature. Please give her some time to recover."

Director Wang cursed for a long time, and his anger subsided a lot. He looked at the silent Shi Qing and waved his hand.

"Go and have a rest first, think about it carefully, and don't act like this next time when it's your turn."

Shi Qing lowered his brows, responded quietly and retreated.

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After Shi Qing changed her clothes and came out, she saw Ji Wen Zhong leaning against the car door and looked at her with raised eyebrows. "It's on our way, I'll take you back."

Fang Wen looked back and forth at the two of them in confusion.

Shi Qing stared at Ji Wen Zhong for a long while, then walked forward without saying a word and was about to open the back door.

Ji Wenzhong was quick to pull open the passenger seat and said, "Sit here."

Shi Qing had no emotion and sat on it, while Fang Wen sat in the back.

Ji Wen Zhong got in the car, glanced at her, sighed helplessly, and leaned over.

The unique masculine scent rushed towards him domineeringly. Shi Qing subconsciously stepped back, but his back hit the soft backrest.

Sensing her rejection, Ji Ji Wen Zhong paused and pulled the seat belt beside her, "You forgot this."

The little girl's tense body relaxed a little. She turned her head away from him and tears seemed to glisten in her raised eyes.

After coming out, she didn't say a word. Ji Wenzhong thought of her grievance just now, and felt as if he had eaten a green plum in his heart, and he felt very sad.

After fastening her seat belt and about to leave, Ji Wen Zhong touched her head with a soft look in his eyes, "You've acted very well."