C84

Chapter 84 - Self-abasement

When the director saw me carefully tell me what I would do next, I listened attentively and made a note.

Looking at some of the things I need to pay attention to in the book, I took the script to a corner and gave it a try myself. If I want to act well, I also want to hit the jackpot, but if I can't do it, then I think that I need to achieve the pinnacle of my current ability with every play I play.

That's fine too.

"Lin Xiang, hurry up, it's your turn." The staff shouted at me, and I hastily went over to clean it up.

"Alright, let's begin today's first act. Lin Xiang, take note of the expression on your face." As the director stared at the camera, I felt a little nervous. It had been a long time since I had last filmed a movie. I didn't know if I could become a part of the film as quickly and skillfully as before.

My worry had indeed appeared.

"Kakaka!" Lin Xiang, what are you doing? What did the expression on her face mean? You are happy now, what is happy? Do you know how to film!? "

The director stared at me and scolded me. Maybe my acting skills are too terrible, so the director scolded me harshly.

I lowered my head and listened to the director's scolding. I didn't dare to retort because I had done a terrible job and the director was right.

My acting is really terrible.

This was a love scene, but I couldn't get into it. I brought my feelings of gentleness into this scene. The originally happy scene became chaotic because of me.

"Director, I'm sorry, but I will try my best to adjust my condition." However, this is a possibility for me to have the ability to fight against them. How can I give up so easily?

I looked up at the director, my eyes steady.

"What I want is not for you to try your best to adjust your condition, but to get to a 100% condition. Do you understand?" The director pointed at me angrily. The gazes around me were more or less filled with the intention of watching a good show. I curled up my body and bit my lips, trying my best to ignore the strange gazes that were falling on my body.

I don't like these looks. I don't want them on me. Don't look at me. Don't look at me.

I am an actor, I allow everyone to say that I will also strive hard to be the best, but the surrounding gazes, they are not, they are malicious, with the look of a joke.

Perhaps he was mocking me for being neglected so slowly.

Even now that I am married to him, he will not allow me to appear in public as his wife. I am, as I was before, the most unsightly lover, the most tender lover.

Everyone is laughing at me. They don't love themselves, they sell their bodies for money, they don't care what methods they use to gain a higher position. They are still unrepentant and do not have the slightest sense of shame as someone else's lover.

I know they do.

I took deep breaths. The surrounding sounds and shadows made me unable to speak. It was as though I was the only one left in this world.

"If I don't have a director, I will do my best." I almost yelled it out, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

Yeah, I'm such a wimp, I cringe and wait for the director's answer.

"Alright, let's do it again." Somehow, I heaved a sigh of relief. The director had given me the chance, and those gazes seemed to be like ebbing tides again. They weren't as turbulent as before, instead, they were menacing and aggressive.

The fresh air came back.

I tried my best to adjust my state of mind, clenching my hand tightly by my side. After that, I let out a long breath and looked at the actors who were playing opposite me.

"It's still the same as before. I'll keep up, I'll definitely pass." I don't know if this is for myself or for the actors across the street.

Then one day I realized that this was just a way of making myself timid.

The second time started, I also successfully added myself into the role. The effect of the performance made the director very satisfied as he complimented me with a face full of smiles. It was as though the person who was angry at me earlier wasn't him.

However, I feel that the director's face changing technique is still far inferior to the gentle one. The gentle face changing technique is the genuine face changing technique.

Why did he think of slowing it down?

I suddenly felt that it was a bit funny, as if I would always inadvertently think of the gentleness of it, and would unconsciously compare him with others.

I felt funny, and suddenly tired.

After that, I filmed a few scenes, but my performance was very normal, the director was very satisfied, and it was getting late.

There were a lot of scenes being filmed today, and there were also a lot of scenes being filmed. All of the scenes that I should have finished today have also been completed.

"Alright, let's end it here for today. I will arrange for tomorrow's movie to be filmed for you. The rest of the movie will be filmed in three to four months."

Listening to the director, I'm not sure if I should laugh or cry. Only three or four months? As a leading actor, I do have a lot of scenes.

Suddenly I didn't know what to say. I nodded, changed my clothes, and left.

If he was too late, he probably wouldn't be able to get a taxi.

It was even colder outside at night, and I began to regret not wearing something thicker when I went out today. That's why I was shivering in the cold, not knowing what to do.

If it was gentle, it was impossible.

When I sniffled, I was like a tortoise, wishing I could hide in a tortoise shell and do nothing.

The weather had turned cold, and the laziness that had been lingering in my bones for many years was like a variety of branches that gradually sprouted and took root, pulling at me little by little, wanting to make me fall in love.

I wake up every morning wishing I could seal myself in bed and continue my lovemaking, but if I don't work hard, I'll only fail even more in the future. I can only start to work harder.

Make yourself outstanding little by little, little by little, more than yesterday's self, more than every yesterday's self.

Every time the laziness deep down in my bones assaulted me, I would tell myself.

Lin Xiang, do you really want to live that kind of life? Do you have the qualifications to do that now? You still have your parents to support. You said that you want to stand out, and if you continue to do this, then you'll just be like trash on the street. No one will even want to look at you.

If this still isn't enough, I can only use my secret weapon to tell myself that I will not forget my promise with that person to become Big Star.

Yes, I'm not necessarily working so hard for the sake of slowness. I'm working for that person, the agreement with that person, even if he might have forgotten it now, but perhaps one day he would remember it?

His mood seemed to have healed itself all of a sudden.

"Hold the warm hand." While I was in a daze, a powerful arm suddenly pulled me closer to my chest.

I was stunned for a moment. What entered my nose was a familiar smell.

"Why are you here?" I raised my head and looked at him slowly. I wasn't that moved by his appearance here.

Maybe he just wanted to see the progress of the filming? You just happened to see me? After all, this movie was his. He also said that the reason he set up the company was also for Zhang Mancha.

"It's fine, why did you come to the crew today? "Before you come here, just let me know so that I can get the driver to pick you up." Slightly, he said, and shoved me into the passenger seat. I don't really like the co-pilot position.

For my part, I prefer to sit in the seat behind Slow, which is safe, and I want to cover his eyes behind his back, or give him a hug, or make a face at him in the rearview mirror, and he will look at me and smile when he discovers me.

But no, it was so gentle that I sat in the passenger seat.

The last time, Zhang Mancha was sitting in the position that I have yearned for many times in my dreams.

I don't understand it slowly, or perhaps it never occurred to him to understand it, but to him, perhaps I am someone who can be replaced at any time?

"It's fine. This isn't the first time I've been on the crew, so there's no need to bother the driver." I didn't seem to mind at all. I really didn't feel the slightest bit of heartache.

"Lin Xiang, if you have any ideas, just say them. I'll try my best to help you settle them, where do you want to go for a meal?" Slowly, she looked at me.

After being suddenly asked gently, I felt a little complicated. "Ah, it's up to you. Just take a look and see where you want to go." Weren't decisions made slowly before?