The Godfather of Chinese Entertainment's Little Flowers

Yao Mei clung tightly to Han Luo's slender waist, her cheeks burning, her mind blank.

The two of them stared at each other silently, and everything around them seemed to fade away at that moment.

Looking at this face that often appears in my dreams.

As if guided by some unseen force, she tiptoed, closed her eyes, and gently kissed him.

Han Luo was taken aback.

Upon feeling the warmth on her lips, he instinctively wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

They were inseparable, engaging in a fierce verbal battle.

Han Luo's actions were somewhat domineering.

The moment his teeth were pried open, he clearly heard the other person make a soft "hmm" sound.

A pair of warm, delicate hands gripped his back tightly, pressing even harder.

A moment later, the two parted ways.

Yao Mei's pretty face was flushed, her heart was pounding, and she felt like everything that had just happened was a dream.

Han Luo lowered his head, looking at his bare chest, a half-smile on his face.

"Junior sister, could you help me put my clothes on?"

"oh oh......"

Yao Mei was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and obediently buttoned up her long gown one button at a time.

Finally, he didn't forget to smooth out the wrinkles on his chest with his hands.

"Alright, senior brother..."

Han Luo pinched that face full of collagen, which felt soft and bouncy, and then quickly dotted her lips with his own.

"Good girl!"

Yao Mei blinked her big, watery eyes, her ears turning bright red.

"Wait here for a while, I'll go out and check first, then you can come out again."

"Okay, okay!" Yao Mei nodded gently, looking very obedient.

Han Luo didn't linger and turned to open the door.

After confirming that no one was around, he turned around to signal and then walked out first.

He even went to the restroom before returning to the dressing room on set.

When I returned, Yao Mei was sitting quietly in a folding chair, staring intently at the film set, as if nothing had just happened.

Just then, the executive director came over and brought two bottles of electrolyte drinks.

"Teacher Han Luo, where did you go? I haven't seen you around."

Han Luo calmly replied, "I went to the restroom. What did you need me for?"

"It's nothing, I just happen to have two bottles of energy drinks here, and I was wondering if you'd like some to replenish your energy."

"Yeah?"

Han Luo immediately stood up, took the gift with both hands, and said, "Thank you so much! I was just thirsty!"

"It's alright, you can rest now, I'll get back to work." The executive director smiled and turned to leave.

When he went to pack up the props, he specifically picked up the lantern; it was quite heavy.

Han Luo's blow just now must have been quite severe.

He didn't say it on the spot, which was a way of indirectly helping himself.

Of course, neither of them would say it aloud; they would just keep it to themselves.

"Okay, you're busy."

After the executive director left, Han Luo handed a bottle of drink to Yao Mei, who was standing next to him.

"Give!"

Yao Mei glanced at it, pointed to the bottle in Han Luo's hand, and said playfully, "Senior brother, I want to drink the peach flavor."

"Okay, here you go!"

Han Luo specially helped her unscrew it before handing it over.

Yao Mei took a small sip, her eyes filled with satisfaction, and then asked curiously:

"Senior, why did the assistant director bring you water just now?"

An executive director is still a director, so miscellaneous tasks like delivering water are usually done by the assistants on set.

Han Luo laughed and said, "Maybe he thinks I'm pretty handsome."

Yao Mei clicked her tongue. "Senior brother, you're getting a little arrogant."

Time flies, and several more days have passed.

The TV series "Legend of Nine Tails Fox" is divided into six units, and the filming schedule is tightly arranged.

Therefore, the shooting time for each segment is destined to be relatively short.

Soon, the plot moved to the point where Ah Xiu's family was destroyed and she died.

To end any lingering feelings between the two, Ah Xiu's father took Ah Xiu back to his hometown to arrange a marriage while Liu Zigu was away.

But fate is unpredictable, and unexpectedly, they encountered robbers who ransacked the place.

Ah Xiu went down to the bottom of the well to look for something, and when she came up, she found that her whole family had died!

I was instantly devastated!

"Okay, card!"

Lin Yufen, behind the monitor, took off her headphones, let out a long sigh, tried her best to suppress her inner turmoil, and waved.

"Qiao Xin, come here for a moment."

Qiao Xin was clearly aware of his own problem, pursing his lips and not daring to speak loudly.

"director......"

Lin Yufen pointed to the monitor and said earnestly:

"...Look, your portrayal of the tragic emotion isn't quite right... Acting needs to have tension..."

Lin Yufen is right.

Although Ah Xiu's eyes were red, she didn't shed a single tear in the picture.

It doesn't feel like genuine sadness, but rather an act, and the performance is quite obvious.

Qiao Xin bit her pink lips tightly, rubbing the hem of her clothes, and spoke after a moment of silence.

"Understood, Director Lin. Shall I give it another try?"

"Okay." Lin Yufen nodded helplessly, then encouraged, "Good luck!"

Several more takes!

Lin Yufen realized that the girl really couldn't cry, so she simply let her go to the side to build up her emotions.

As the number of takes increases, the actor's performance will only deteriorate.

Rather than forcing ourselves to film, it would be better to let her rest first.

Qiao Xin returned to the empty lounge, feeling depressed.

It wasn't that she didn't want to cry, but that she really couldn't.

The main problem is that she simply couldn't connect with or empathize with the storyline.

The performance methods I used before seem to have stopped working.

She rested her chin on her hands, staring blankly at the script, her mind seemingly lost in thought.

Until I heard footsteps.

I looked up.

I saw a boy with an ice cream in his mouth, looking at me with a confused expression.

"Want some?"

Han Luo handed over an ice cream cone.

"Thank you, but I don't have an appetite right now."

Qiao Xin forced a polite smile onto his face.

She's not in the mood for ice cream right now, and it would make her gain weight.

"Have one. If you're in a bad mood, eating something sweet will cheer you up."

Han Luo's hand remained raised, not lowered.

The unexpected comfort made her heart skip a beat, and she didn't refuse anymore.

"Thank you..."

She peeled off the layers of the ice cream cone and took a lick.

Satisfying your taste buds makes you feel a little happier too.

"It tastes pretty good, doesn't it?"

Han Luo carried a folding chair and sat down.

"Hmm...it's really good." Qiao Xin nodded.

Actually, she had a fairly good impression of Han Luo.

It's mainly because he's handsome.

No, it should be said that he is one of the most handsome men she knows.

But her mother told her that you can't judge a man by his appearance alone.

In real life, her mother also remarried to a relatively well-off husband.

Due to the makeup and styling,

Qiao Xin's face was covered in dust, and her hair was a bit messy, like a dirty little cat that had run out of the grass.

She and Yao Mei are similar; both are round-faced, sweet beauties.

Han Luo slurped up his ice cream, occasionally glancing at her.

Actually, he didn't know much about Qiao Xin.

All I know is that this girl's family seems to be quite wealthy; her father is a businessman.

She's a genuine little rich woman.

In her previous life, she hadn't acted in many films or TV series when rumors circulated that she had semi-retired from the entertainment industry to become a wealthy housewife.

The sun shone obliquely, a gentle breeze blew, and the sounds of a busy film crew could be heard not far away.

The two people in the shed remained silent, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward and subtle.

Presumably feeling indebted to Han Luo for having just eaten his food, Qiao Xin turned her head, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at Han Luo:

"I have a question I can ask you."

"It's nothing, go ahead and ask." Han Luo put down his crossed legs.

How do you usually act out crying scenes?

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