I really didn't intend to make a living based on my looks.

She tilted her head and smiled, lightly tapping her chin with her fingertips. "Anyway, the crew has swimsuits and costumes on hand, so trying them on won't take much time."

Jiang Chen remained unmoved, not taking the bait in the slightest.

"Honey, your skills in entrapment are becoming more and more refined."

"If I say I want to watch it, you call me a pervert. If I say I don't want to watch it, you call me hypocritical. Either way, it's my fault, so I'm not going to fall into that trap."

Yang Mi paused for a moment, then leaned on the dressing table and laughed out loud, her voice as clear as a silver bell: "Oh, you know it all."

"Absolutely."

"Stop being so cheeky," Yang Mi said, her smile fading, but a hint of amusement lurked in her eyes. "So, do you want to watch or not?"

Jiang Chen looked up at her, his expression suddenly becoming extremely serious: "Sister Mi, my admiration for you has always been pure, noble, and free from vulgarity."

"Don't give me that platitude."

Yang Mi rolled her eyes, completely unmoved by his pretense.

Jiang Chen suddenly changed the subject: "Then... are there any black stockings?"

Yang Mi's eyes immediately crinkled with laughter. She raised her hand and lightly punched his shoulder, scolding him playfully, "You little rascal, you're always up to no good! Get lost!"

The two chatted in the dressing room for a while, and the topic naturally turned to "Palace".

Filming for this drama has wrapped up, and Yu Zheng's team is working overtime to catch up on post-production, keeping a close eye on the editors every day, wishing they could make one day count as two.

His opponent, meanwhile, is teetering on the edge of danger, and the game still hasn't started...

Putting aside his character, Yu Zheng's ability to take action is undeniable.

The drama "Palace" is scheduled to premiere on January 31st on Hunan TV.

Yang Mi didn't say much about the follow-up publicity, but Jiang Chen knew in his heart that he wouldn't get the chance to do things like appearing on Happy Camp or running around for gigs.

If you're not high-profile enough, you'll just be standing in the background.

They might film for half a day, but only a few shots will be shown in the final broadcast, so it's better not to go at all.

After chatting for a while, Yang Mi pulled him out of the dressing room, saying she wanted to introduce him to people.

The director is Chung Chi-Cang, a Hong Kong native. He has directed thrillers like "The Charcoal Curse" and is somewhat famous in the horror film circle, but he can't be considered a big director.

He was squatting in front of the monitor watching the playback, wearing a baseball cap that covered most of his face.

Jiang Chen followed Yang Mi over to greet them. Director Zhong looked up at him, nodded, and then looked down at the monitor again.

Jiang Chen didn't pay any attention.

In 2010, the Hong Kong and Taiwan entertainment circles looked down on mainland artists to some extent.

That deep-seated sense of superiority is palpable everywhere.

It's a pity they can't keep up this momentum for many more years...

Chen Xiaochun was touching up his makeup in a corner, wearing a costume, a dirty T-shirt, scars painted on his face, and a cigarette between his fingers.

He went over to greet him, and Chen Xiaochun was quite enthusiastic. He stubbed out his cigarette and patted him on the shoulder: "Yang Mi's younger brother? He's quite handsome."

Jiang Chen was bewildered by the mix of Cantonese and Mandarin.

However, Jiang Chen still felt a little emotional when he saw him.

Brother Chicken, those are his childhood memories...

When we were kids, we watched "Young and Dangerous." Which boy didn't imitate Chan Ho-nam, Chicken, and Tai Tin-Yi?

That truly had an impact on a generation...

Chen Xiaochun and Ying Cai'er recently got married, and this is his first film after marriage.

He looks good; he's gained weight since the "Young and Dangerous" era, but he's in good spirits.

Besides Chen Xiaochun, there were a few other supporting actors from Hong Kong whose names I can't recall.

Jiang Chen didn't try to get close to him; he just stood to the side, smiled, and nodded as a greeting.

He brought a lot of fruit, and given his relationship with the female lead, Yang Mi, it's obvious to anyone with eyes.

It's obviously an affair...

Everyone gave him some face...

A moment later, the director called for action.

Jiang Chen chose a corner to stand in and watched quietly.

This scene depicts Yang Mi being chased in an abandoned school building.

There was no music, no editing, and the only sound on set was the director's voice.

The lighting crew set up several lights in the corridor to create a flickering effect.

The director of photography followed Yang Mi with a Steadicam, the camera very close to her, close enough to capture every drop of sweat on her face.

Yang Mi ran barefoot on the dusty floor, once, twice, three times.

After the director yelled "Cut!", she leaned on her knees, panting. Her feet were red from being pricked by pebbles. The makeup artist rushed over to touch up her makeup, her assistant handed her water, and Zhao Ruoxiao squatted down to wipe her feet.

Making movies and making TV series are two different things.

TV dramas are rushed, with more than a dozen scenes filmed a day. As long as the lines are clear, that's enough. The camera work is very conventional, and a single shot-reverse-shot can be used for ten episodes.

Movies are different; a three-second shot can take an entire day to film.

The lights need to be adjusted, the camera positions need to be moved, and the actors' emotions need to be sustained from the first second to the last second without any break.

In his past life, when he was an extra on a film set, he saw too many TV actors being scolded by directors to the point of questioning their existence when they were making their first movie.

When television performances are shown on the big screen, all the flaws are magnified; every single pore is magnified.

Yang Mi's previous TV dramas with Rong Xinda featured an extroverted acting style, with exaggerated expressions, large movements, and full emotional delivery.

But Far Cry is about restrained fear, not screaming, but the kind of fear that seeps into your bones and sends chills down your spine.

Although the director is young, he has high standards for acting. One scene was filmed four times before it was approved, and different problems were pointed out in each take.

It looks quite plausible.

Jiang Chen watched silently, keeping these thoughts in mind.

He believed in himself and knew he would soon be able to use it.

It was almost 10 p.m. when we finished work.

After taking a shower, Yang Mi changed into a beautiful outfit.

Wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and high-waisted jeans, with her hair blown to a fluffy consistency, she looked at herself in the mirror from left to right, then picked up the perfume on the table and sprayed it twice, covering her wrists and behind her ears.

Zhao Ruoyao leaned against the doorframe, watching her busy herself, and sighed: "Are you really going?"

Yang Mi glanced at her in the mirror and said matter-of-factly, "Of course! My younger brother flew all the way from Beijing to see me, so I definitely have to show my appreciation."

"Don't worry, I'll just treat him to a late-night snack and be right back."

After saying that, she rolled her eyes and said, "Um, Sister Zhao, don't tell Sister Zeng about such a small matter."

Zhao Ruoyao didn't reply, but leaned against the door frame in silence for a moment.

"No matter what, this kid is in the industry. If you just want to have some fun, I don't object."

"But remember, don't let anyone take photos of you that you've got something on you."

"Also, don't get too emotionally involved. There aren't many genuine people in this industry. Don't end up getting yourself into trouble."

"Safety measures must also be in place."

Yang Mi nearly dropped her lipstick, her face flushing red: "What did you say?!"

"You know perfectly well what I'm saying," Zhao Ruoyao said expressionlessly, then turned and left.

Yang Mi stood in front of the mirror, holding a lipstick. Her face changed from red to pink, and then back to its normal color.

She rolled her eyes at the mirror, muttered something under her breath, twisted the lipstick back, stuffed it into her bag, opened the door, and went out.

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