Chapter 770: The Protective Sixth Senior Brother, Must You Bring Humiliation On Yourself? (2)

Chapter 770: The Protective Sixth Senior Brother, Must You Bring Humiliation On Yourself? (2)

Sang Yanqing handed over two scripts, one being a contemporary and the other a suspense.

Si Fuqing was about to take a look when she noticed another script partially hidden under Sang Yanqing’s hand.

With just a glance, she saw the synopsis.

The film told the story of JIANG Zhaoyue, the orphaned daughter of the Grand Marshal JIANG Haiping and the last survivor of the JIANG family. She rose to become the nation’s heroine after her family’s demise.

Si Fuqing was silent for a moment, recalling her time-travel to the Great Xia Dynasty and hearing JIANG Haiping’s words.

The JIANG family guards the nation’s borders, protecting Yong’an until death.

The JIANG family had fulfilled their promise.

She spoke softly, “I want to play this role, can I?”

This time, it was Sang Yanqing who fell silent.

After a long pause, she sighed deeply. “I knew you’d choose this one. I tried to hide it, but you still found it.”

“Sister Sang, don’t be insincere,” Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow and smiled. “If you really wanted to hide it, you wouldn’t have let me see it.”

“Because I was conflicted too. Playing historical figures is not easy,” Sang Yanqing’s voice grew somber. “If you do well, you become legendary. But everyone has a different image of historical figures in their minds. History fans are crazy. I’m afraid you’ll be criticized.”

“There’s no denying you became famous too early. Many still see you as just a popularity-based star. If you take on a contemporary drama, you can immediately transform your image.”

Even though most of the plot in “The Nation’s Heroine” took place after the Emperor Yin’s death, no one dared to film that part of history, nor could they do it justice.

A director once tried to film the JIANG family’s story, but because he added too much romance, the director, along with the actors, were harshly criticized.

“I think this drama is great,” Si Fuqing said calmly. “We should film more of such dramas to acquaint the audience with our history.”

Sang Yanqing’s eyes burned with determination. “Have you decided?”

“Yes, I have,” Si Fuqing nodded. “I’ll join the cast after my exams in June.”

“Alright,” Sang Yanqing took a deep breath. “We’ll take a gamble. If we succeed, no one will be able to challenge your position in the TV industry for the next twenty years.”

But Sang Yanqing was still worried.

Although history recorded many details about JIANG Zhaoyue, it was still written by later generations.

Who knew what the real nation’s heroine was like?

But once Si Fuqing decided, she would follow through.

“I’ll turn down these two dramas then,” Sang Yanqing stood up. “It’s a pity. If the schedule hadn’t conflicted, you could have taken the contemporary drama as well.”

“This drama’s theme overlaps with the movie I’m preparing to shoot,” Si Fuqing took a sip of water. “It’s not a pity.”

Qu Linyun liked to shoot contemporary dramas, and she had promised to act in his film.

Sang Yanqing was stunned. “You got a movie role on your own?”

Si Fuqing blinked. “It’s a secret for now. I’ll tell you when the script is ready.”

“Alright, you have good judgment,” Sang Yanqing packed up her things. “I’m leaving now.”

At six o’clock, Yu Xiheng came to pick her up after her internship.

But once they got back to the villa, he secretly signed up.

**

The first episode of “The Birth of an Employee” was scheduled for thirty days of recording, ending just a day before New Year’s Eve.

Now it was the last week of the internship.

The interns had begun entering the operating room.

“Today you will perform surgeries, observed by the judges,” Qin Yusong announced. “The scores from these surgeries will account for 60% of your total grade. Let’s draw lots now.”

He drew the first name: “Bai Jinxi.”

When Qin Yusong drew the second name, he paused as he read it.

Hadn’t he specifically told the nurse to remove Si Fuqing’s name?

Why was it still there?

“We should redraw,” Qin Yusong was about to put the paper back when a voice interrupted him.

“Teacher Qin, everyone is watching. It wouldn’t be fair to redraw,” Wu Wanying raised her hand. “Whoever is drawn should participate. We’re all here to be evaluated.”

Bai Jinxi remained silent.

She knew exactly whose name Qin Yusong had drawn.

She had paid the nurse to rig the draw.

Si Fuqing’s name was bound to be picked.

After holding back for so long, it was time for Si Fuqing to be exposed.

She would make Si Fuqing realize that surgery was vastly different from theoretical practice.

All eyes turned to Si Fuqing.

Qin Yusong’s hand, which had been about to return the paper, hesitated, and his sharp gaze fell on Wu Wanying.

He had noticed Wu Wanying’s strong ambition during these twenty-odd days of internship.

Qin Yusong knew Si Fuqing’s true identity, but the other interns did not.

To them, Si Fuqing was just a celebrity.

Why did Wu Wanying, a third-year graduate student from Great Xia University, insist on comparing herself to a celebrity?

Everyone had their own expertise, but the problem was that Si Fuqing excelled in all areas.

Si Fuqing had asked him to keep her presence low-key to avoid putting too much pressure on the other interns.

Qin Yusong had even seen Si Fuqing helping Chen Wenxin with her studies.

Si Fuqing was considerate in every way, but some people just couldn’t recognize their own limitations.

Qin Yusong decided not to put the paper back and read out the name.

“Si Fuqing.”

Since some people insisted on humiliating themselves, so be it.