Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

Lu Wanqing stretched the hem of her skirt, pinching the fabric a couple of times before letting go.

The agent, Sister Zhou, was still nagging about the precautions.

The sound of an engine could be heard coming from the hotel entrance.

A black minivan was parked steadily under the porch.

Li Cheng first got out of the driver's seat, walked around to the back door, and opened it.

Jiang Fan got out of the car.

He wore a dark gray casual suit, with one button undone at the collar of his shirt, and his hair was casually swept back.

Ning Yuan went up to him, and the two shook hands.

"Is everyone here?"

"Everything's ready. We've been waiting for you."

As Jiang Fan walked into the hotel, the eyes of dozens of people in the film crew all turned to him.

Lu Wanqing stood at the back of the crowd and peeked forward on tiptoe.

The young man who got out of the car was indeed handsome.

He walks slowly, but each step is steady.

The aura he exuded was unlike that of a twenty-year-old.

Sister Zhou next to her muttered quietly, "He's much more handsome than on TV."

Lu Wanqing nodded in agreement.

Ning Yuan led Jiang Fan inside, explaining things as they went.

"You've already met the male and female leads. This guy next to you is Lunzi, who plays Dachun. That's Azheng, who plays Yuan Hua. This is Zhang Yang..."

Everyone quickly came over to shake hands.

"Hello, General Jiang!"

"How are the preparations going?"

Shen Feng complained from the side, "I've memorized all the lines. Director Ning spent three days working on my scenes, and I'm almost worn out from all that work."

Ning Yuan snorted: "What a load of crap, it's still far from what I asked for."

Shen Feng shrank his neck.

Ma Yue chimed in, "Brother Feng, don't act innocent after getting such a good deal. Director Ning's willingness to work on your scenes shows he thinks highly of you."

Rinko added fuel to the fire: "Yeah, the day they stop being so stingy, that'll be the real mess."

Shen Feng turned around and glared at the two of them, but not wanting to lash out in front of the boss, he could only manage a dry laugh.

Ning Yuan ignored the group and led Jiang Fan inside.

"This is the actress who plays Qiu Ya. Lu Wanqing."

Lu Wanqing jogged over and stood in front of Jiang Fan.

It looks even whiter up close than in the photos.

The blue dress made her look very fresh and clean, and her high ponytail revealed a slender neck.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang..."

Her voice trembled slightly as she reached out and shook hands with Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan nodded. "Relax, don't be nervous."

Lu Wanqing swallowed hard: "Yes, I'll act well."

Jiang Fan glanced at her for two seconds.

Just like in the audition video, this face has an inherently clean and innocent first-love feeling.

But when you stand in front of someone, the visual impact is much stronger than when you see them on a screen.

Her figure was subtly revealed beneath the blue dress.

Her waist was so thin that one hand could encircle it, her hips stretched the skirt into a smooth curve, and the fabric at her chest created obvious undulations.

The moment the audience sees her, they will understand why Xia Luo is so obsessed with her.

At this moment, the system panel popped up at the edge of the field of vision.

[Target: Lu Wanqing]

【Height: 160cm】

[Weight: 51kg]

[Appearance: 8.7/10]

[Compatibility: A]

Jiang Fan looked away.

"I watched the audition video. The shot of you turning around was great. Just keep that feeling and don't overthink it."

Lu Wanqing nodded seriously, and her agent, Sister Zhou, breathed a quiet sigh of relief behind her.

-

Ning Yuan clapped his hands twice, gathering everyone together.

The hotel reserved a large private room for the film crew, with round tables pushed together and all the dishes already served.

The main actors, cinematographers, lighting technicians, production assistants, and the production team totaled over fifty people.

Ning Yuan raised his glass: "Let President Jiang say a few words to everyone—"

Applause erupted.

Jiang Fan stood in front of the table and glanced at the faces of everyone present.

"Let me just say a few words. I won't talk to you about artistic pursuits or professional sentiments regarding this film. Just one sentence—"

He placed the wine glass on the table and tapped the surface with his finger.

"Anyone who slacks off on set, is late or leaves early, or acts like a diva, I'll fire them on the spot. No matter what scene it's in, I can afford to replace them and reshoot."

There was complete silence below.

Rinko instinctively straightened her back.

Ah Zheng, who had been crossing his legs, quietly put his feet down.

There was a two-second silence.

Jiang Fan picked up his wine glass again.

"Of course, I'm not some heartless boss. As long as everyone performs well, I'll give everyone a big red envelope after the movie is released. The higher the box office, the bigger the red envelope."

The atmosphere immediately relaxed.

"General Jiang is awesome!" Lunzi was the first to slam his fist on the table.

Shen Feng raised his glass: "President Jiang, I'll remember that—"

Everyone burst into laughter, clinked glasses, and the dinner party gradually became lively.

Lu Wanqing sat in the corner, holding a glass of red wine, her gaze fixed on the young man opposite her.

Ming was the youngest person there, but everyone spoke to him with great respect.

Lu Wanqing held the cup. She had met quite a few outstanding men her age during her university years.

Those who play sports, those who play music, the student council president—

But none of them can be compared to the person in front of them.

They are not even the same species.

She brought the glass to her lips, took a small sip of red wine, and concealed her gaze.

"Eat some vegetables! Can you get full just by drinking red wine?" Sister Zhou nudged her from the side.

Lu Wanqing snapped out of her daze and quickly picked up a piece of fish.

After dinner, people gradually dispersed. We need to meet at 6:30 tomorrow morning for makeup, so everyone has to go home and rest early.

Lu Wanqing followed her agent out, and as she passed the door, she bumped into Jiang Fan.

He was talking to Ning Yuan when he paused, turned his head, and glanced at her.

Get some rest. Don't be stressed tomorrow.

Lu Wanqing stood still, twisting the hem of her skirt with her fingers.

She opened her mouth, and after two or three seconds, she finally managed to say, "Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Seeing her like that, Sister Zhou nudged her with her elbow: "Come on, stop standing there."

Lu Wanqing hurriedly followed him toward the elevator.

She kept thinking about how Jiang Fan's gaze was calm and indifferent when he looked at her.

Unlike some men who practically have their eyes glued to her and can't take their eyes off her.

-

At the same time.

In another elevator, Shen Feng leaned against the handrail and let out a burp.

There were only him and Ma Yue in the elevator.

Did you see that just now?

Shen Feng rubbed his chin.

"What do you see?" Ma Yue asked.

"Lu Wanqing," Shen Feng said in a low voice, "that girl stared at President Jiang all night."

Ma Yue rolled her eyes: "Is it abnormal for Boss Jiang to be looked at a few more times because of his appearance?"

"No." Shen Feng scratched the back of his head. "That expression, I've been acting for over ten years, I know it too well."

Ma Yue glanced at him. "What are you trying to say?"

Shen Feng did not answer her directly.

He was thinking about something else.

In the script, Xia Luo and Qiu Ya have two kissing scenes.

He was quite hopeful when he first saw Lu Wanqing.

After all, her face and figure speak for themselves.

But after seeing the way she stared at Jiang Fan today, he suddenly felt that things weren't so simple.

What if they have reservations?

How could a newly appointed leader of a makeshift troupe, who had just signed a contract to sell himself into servitude, go and meet a girl that the boss had his eye on?

Isn't this courting death?

Shen Feng scratched his head.

"Ma Yue, regarding those two kissing scenes, should I discuss with Director Ning about changing them to be filmed using camera tricks?"

Ma Yue tilted her head to look at him, and her eyes slowly changed.

"Shen Feng, what a little scheme you've been up to—"

"I call this being pragmatic!"