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Old Li stood up from behind the monitor, raised his thumb, and shouted loudly.

"This take was spot-on in both emotion and pacing. You two, be honest, did you rehearse beforehand?"

Wang Zian shrugged, pulled his hand back from the edge of the table, and spoke with complete candor.

"No! It was all just a genuine expression of my feelings after thinking about how controlling my girlfriend is."

"Hahaha~!"

Old Li, Old Yang, and several other crew members who were adjusting the lights all burst out laughing at the same time.

Zhou Ye lowered his arms and gently punched Wang Zi'an on the shoulder.

"I'm only concerned about you because it's for your own good!"

"OKOK~!"

Wang Zian gave her an OK sign.

After playing around, the atmosphere became more relaxed.

"Save one, move on to the next scene!"

Old Li clapped his hands, refocusing everyone's attention, and said in a loud voice:

"Save one! Then move on to the next scene!"

"Xiao Yang, set up the lights for the foot massage scene, and get the people on the backdrop in place beforehand."

This episode is much more fragmented than the first one, with several scene changes and the transitions between each scene requiring new lighting and camera adjustments.

The film crew was shooting here, and Tian Xiwei and Hao Chun were arranged to sit not far away, facing the shooting area.

I watched them act while I was getting my makeup done.

Watching their performance, which seemed completely natural, Tian Xiwei couldn't help but exclaim, "How can they act so naturally?"

There was no sourness in her tone, only pure amazement and envy.

"When I was in the art exam preparation class, the teacher said that we were all acting too hard, and it was obvious that we were acting. But looking at the two of them, it didn't seem like they were acting at all."

Hao Chun's eyes were also fixed on that side without blinking.

She has not received any acting training and doesn't know what is good or bad.

She watched that part with great interest, and didn't feel anything out of place from beginning to end.

"Maybe we just have a better understanding!" Hao Chun said softly.

Zhang Ruonan was sitting next to them, flipping through a fashion magazine. Hearing their conversation, she put the magazine on her lap and joined in.

She cleared her throat and said in a mysterious tone, "Xiaotian, Haocun, this is called getting into character. They really treat each other as boyfriend and girlfriend and have invested real feelings."

Zhang Ruonan's words were also learned on the spot. She took the professional terms that Lao Li and Zhou Ye used when they talked about acting on set the day before yesterday, repackaged them, and spoke them in front of the two newcomers in a very proper manner.

Tian tide's eyes widened slightly as she looked at the two people still rehearsing their lines, then at Sister Nan.

"Really? They can get into character right now?"

"When I was in the art exam preparation class, the teacher also made us do this, to imagine our partner as a real person. But I just couldn't get into it."

She blinked, her tone suddenly shifting from surprise to a resolute, unwilling certainty, "It's definitely that Xiao Wang who's no good!"

"Who is Xiao Wang?" Zhang Ruonan asked;

"A male classmate, someone I met in the art exam class, the teacher often arranged for him to act with me," Tian Xiwei said casually, her eyes still glued to the filming area.

Wang Zian was standing behind Zhou Ye, holding a script and rehearsing the next scene's movements with the two of them. Zhou Ye looked up at him, unconsciously twirling the end of his hair in his hand.

Hao Chun's doe-like eyes were also fixed on the two of them.

Hearing what Xiaotian had just said, she suddenly had an idea.

Is this how Zhou Ye fell in love with Wang Zi'an?

If getting into a role can really make one person develop genuine feelings for another, then should I also play a couple with that person later?

When she thought of this, her heart skipped a beat.

"Sister Xiaotian, what happens if you really get into character?"

Hao Chun's voice was soft, as if she were asking a question that was closely related to herself.

"If you get into character!" Tian tide turned her head slightly, her expression changing from resentment to a sly smile.

She winked at Hao Chun, raised an eyebrow, and lowered her voice by half an octave, as if sharing some major secret.

"Hehehe! Then it's up to you."

"Anyway, there was a senior in our art exam class who, after acting out a breakup scene with her, actually got together with her. They dated for a week and then broke up."

"Can't you break character?" Hao Chun's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a hint of worry flashed in her doe-like eyes.

She doesn't want to be in a relationship right now.

"Sure!" Tian Xiwei gestured towards Wang Zi'an and Zhou Ye with her chin. "Look at them, they've already broken character!"

Wang Zian and Zhou Ye are now standing to the side rehearsing their lines, their eyes and expressions looking completely different from before.

With an arm's length between them, the intimacy that was almost overflowing in the scene was completely gone.

"Look! They're one way on screen, and another way off screen. If you can get in, you can get out."

Tian tide patted Hao Chun on the shoulder, her tone full of the wisdom of someone who's been there.

"Don't worry. Getting into character requires a high level of acting skill, which I can't even do right now."

The implication is that if even someone like me, who has received professional training, can't do it, how can you, who is just learning to dance, possibly succeed?

Hao Chun gave a soft "Mmm".

But the next second she thought about how she had to seize the time to work hard and improve her acting skills, because she couldn't let everyone down.

"It's just Haochun, don't overthink it. Our company will open acting training classes in the future, and we'll hire teachers to teach you," Zhang Ruonan replied.

"How much?"

"Free!"

However, Tian Xiwei underestimated her own strength.

She thought that if she, who had received professional training, couldn't get into character, Hao Chun, who had only studied dance, would definitely be even less able to.

What she didn't know was that this quiet, seemingly unassuming girl would soon surprise her with her talent.

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After the scene change, Wang Zian and Zhou Ye arrived in front of a new scene with flashing LED lights.

The LED sign prominently displays the four red characters "Foot Bath Massage," which are particularly glaring in the dim lighting of the scene.

Wang Zian gestured with his hand toward the famous signboard, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"How about this?"

Zhou Ye stood beside him with his arms crossed, his eyes narrowed, his lips pursed down, his face full of dangerous warning.

Her bare face made this expression seem more real than usual, with a more ordinary, girlfriend-like, yet ever-present, murderous aura.

"If you deposit 10,000 yuan into my account, I'll give you 3,000 yuan free."

Wang Zian was still enthusiastically promoting this non-existent foot bath package, his eyes sparkling, his tone full of feigned naive anticipation.

"You want to die, don't you?" Zhou Ye's voice suddenly rose, exploding in the empty space.

Then the scene transitions.

Wang Zian held a fishing rod as if it were a family heirloom.

"Fishing is fine, right?"

"This is fine!" Zhou Ye breathed a sigh of relief, his tone carrying a rare hint of leniency. "This is not bad!"

"How much is this?"

Wang Zian glanced at the label. "This costs over three thousand, and with that..."

"A fake bait!"

"Fishing tackle bag!"

"A cable set!"

"Stool~!"

"A bucket!"

"A fishhook!"

Wang Zi'an became more and more excited as he spoke, "Then, in total, it's only about five or six thousand!"

Here, every time he reads something, he takes a close-up shot of the corresponding equipment.

These close-up shots require two people to maintain the same pose in a fixed position, while the prop master places the corresponding items in front of the camera one by one, and then the lighting technician lights each item individually.

The camera kept clicking away, and every time it finished shooting, the prop master had to rush over and change all the equipment on the table.

The two were rooted to the spot like nails, their shoulders stiff and they dared not move.