Chapter 592: The Protective Emperor Yin, Killed Meng Xue Ten Times Consecutively (1)

Chapter 592: The Protective Emperor Yin, Killed Meng Xue Ten Times Consecutively (1)

Translator: _Min_

The assistant director had collaborated with Tang Haiqiu for over a decade and knew his style better than anyone else.

It was a well-known fact that NGs (No-Goods) frequently occurred in Tang Haiqiu’s previous works, and even veteran actors like MO Yishan were not exempted.



However, the number of NGs dramatically decreased ever since Si Fuqing joined the crew.

At most there were two instances.

Once was due to a minor actor failing to cry on cue or a cat running away.

Meng Xue, despite having experience in acting and sharing scenes with Si Fuqing, managed to NG three times, which even the assistant director found unbearable.

How could it not be intentional?

“I...” Meng Xue’s eyes widened in shock as she attempted to speak but found herself voiceless, overwhelmed by the turn of events.

She had thought that NGing three times wouldn’t be excessive, considering Tang Haiqiu’s strictness.

She hadn’t intended to sabotage the filming but merely wished to give Si Fuqing a hard time.

Little did she know her subtle intentions would be so transparently exposed.

The glaring sunlight made Meng Xue squint, her face turning pale as she struggled to speak, “I only NGed three times, I...”

Si Fuqing’s audition tape was undeniably impressive, showcasing her acting prowess.



Yet, given the complex and evolving character of the leading role she played, Meng Xue wondered how Si Fuqing could possibly have fewer NGs.

“You want to ask about Teacher Si?” the assistant director asked, sensing her thoughts. “Teacher Si has not NGed once due to personal errors. Considering your numerous NGs despite her guidance, your acting skills are even inferior to Snowball. ”

Snowball was a cat, the first life saved by Si Fuqing after escaping from the Demon’s Lair.



“Yes, the one playing Su He,” the execution lead called out. “Come here.”

Meng Xue quickly approached, “Director.”



“The thing is,” the execution lead adjusted his glasses, “this scene has been changed, and so has your subsequent role. Take a look. If you find it difficult, Director Tang’s idea is we could cut it entirely.”

His words caused Meng Xue’s expression to change drastically. She skimmed the revised script, her tone changing, “What about my key scenes later? Why were they all cut?”

“We believe your acting is subpar. Though the role is a supporting one, its complexity requires a nuanced performance, which you’re unable to provide.” The execution lead shrugged, “for the sake of the show’s quality, you’ll be wrapping up after one more scene.”

Meng Xue’s hands trembled.

This change meant her screen time was less than thirty minutes, effectively reducing her to a true minor character.

She staggered, her complexion turning even paler.

Tang Haiqiu had been in the industry for decades, steadfast in his principles.

Why did he change his principle for Si Fuqing?

No one had ever successfully altered his script.

Si Fuqing reallypersuaded Tang Haiqiu to eliminate a role with just a few words?

Regret flooded Meng Xue for NGing three times consecutively.

Not only had she caused herself harm, but she had also significantly reduced her own screen time.

“Alright, take a break for now,” the executive lead said, seeing her distressed state. He then went to find Tang Haiqiu, who was currently locked in a standoff with the props department.

After a moment, Tang Haiqiu finally spoke with difficulty, “Yes, I’m using a

new type of prop..”