Rebirth of a star - Chapter 14

Susu’s makeup was quite beautiful.

A blue suit, with a flute in her hand. Elegant as a moonlight.

“All right, all right. It’s great.” An Jifeng, a cameraman from Anda, praised Susu as they finished the photographic shooting and went to rest till the next actor came.

Susu bowed politely to all the employees, “Thank you for your hard work.”

“Ah, Song is here.” The assistant who was sorting out the photography equipment happened to look up and saw Director Song, his body stood taller than most Chinese people.

Susu turned reflexively and looked toward the door.

Blue shirt with midnight ink stick skirt, her skirt flew whenever she moved. Susu stared blankly at the tall figure. It was actually the “giant” she encountered in the coffee shop.

Director Song was about thirty years old. His facial features were profound and his eyes were sharp and tough. He had a pair of eagle’s eyes and a golden eye pupil. A sharp look came into her eyes. She was only instinctive under the powerful atmosphere. She made a standard bow and bent her knees.

Song Dao laughed. The corner of his mouth tickled with a smile, and it suddenly felt sunny.

“Yu Susu?” Song’s Chinese was standard.

“Yes, director.” Susu laughed at this, and smiled back.

“Ah, Susu, did you just do a beautiful salute? Have you practiced it specially?” An Jifeng hung on the chair, yes, hang. He put his hand around the back of the chair, and made the chair sit back. If not, Susu doubted that he would slide down. He was very familiar with chatting that way.

“Yes,” Susu answered very ambiguously.

“Who’s next?” Director Song asked as he looked at the MAO film in the camera.

Seeing nothing more to do, Susu was ready to remove her makeup.

“Do you want to stay here?” Director Song suddenly told her. This girl, the moment of her flying skirt, was amazing. Seeing that she was leaving, he wanted her to stay without much consideration.

“The next one is Jiao Peiqi,” said An Jifeng, nodding and peeping at Susu. Did she know Song Dao? His heart of gossip was burning, “It’s Xiao Long Nu.”

“Can our Jiao Peiqi come in?” The figure of Dong Dong came from the door. It was Jiao Peiqi’s manager who was well mannered.

“Oh, yes.” An Jifeng said, standing up from the chair, “thumping -” and knocked the chair over again.

Susu was very speechless to lift up the chair. How did this person become a famous photographer?

A woman came to the door.

The woman’s face was cold and beautiful, but she looked like a large ice cave, a human-shaped iceberg.

“Ok, let’s get started?” An Jifeng went into work and became very serious.

Susu was fascinated by the flash of the magnesium lamp, and gradually forgot to sit beside the director. She just vaguely thought about why she wanted to enter the acting circle at that time.

She didn’t find the value of existence when she first arrived. She only wanted to return to the stage and perform. On the stage, she vaguely caught a little bit of clue that she couldn’t distinguish clearly.

Song Fuyu payed attention to the shooting in the studio, and in the corner of his eyes he looked at the girl near him.

She was actually in a daze, and Song Fuyu waved with his big hands, “Wake up.”

Susu suddenly blushed, “Ah, I’m sorry.” She was in a daze beside the director.

After nearly one hour of shooting, Jiao Peiqi’s makeup photos were also taken.

Jiao Peiqi nodded and left with her manager.

“Indeed, Xiao Long Nu is cool. Well, we’re finally finished for today.” An Jifeng stood on the sofa, lazily looking at Song Fuyu. “Cookie, do you want to have dinner together?”

Cookie?

Cool director Song?

“Pu -” Susu burst out laughing. It was such a cute name.

Susu wasn’t the main character. The main performances would be in a thatched cottage outside the forest and a desperate valley.

Because the scene of the cottage was easy to shoot, director Song decided to shoot that scene first.

So not many related actors went to the shooting site.

Playing Yang Guo was Cui Jinghao of the Imperial Academy of Drama. He had a lively personality and liked to be funny. He used to make a group of young girls in the crew laugh. Even Susu thought he was funny and would joke with him.

Jiao Peiqi, who played Xiao Long Nu, said that because she was shooting an advertisement, she would start shooting her scenes a few days later. It wasn’t a big deal, and it didn’t delay the progress. Song director set up the scene and began to shoot the section of the hut.

It was a night scene.

Director Song didn’t like to use night lights.

Cui Jinghao murmured and rolled. For a while, he called “aunt”. For a while, his face was covered with tears. He opened his eyes slowly, but his eyes were wide. He had to struggle to turn over and sit up. He could not move. Susu watched his performance on the side, his facial expression was in place, and she couldn’t help admiring him. However, she couldn’t bear to think about it as it was her turn.

The camera lens slowly zoomed out.

A girl in a blue shirt was seen by the window pressing paper in her left hand and holding a pen in her right hand, writing by herself. Her back to the couch, her appearance wasn’t clear, but the audience could see her back slim, thin waist. She looked very delicate.

When looked around, the place was a cottage with a thatched hut, with wooden benches and wooden beds. The walls were bleak, they weren’t dyed at all. They were very secluded. On the bamboo table beside the bed were papers and a jade flute. [Note: original]

This section of performance was tender hearted, the girl’s mind had thousands of things to think about. 

Indifferent gentle eyes, that said, “When I see a nobleman, I won’t like him””, and then she sighed, “Eventually anyone can guess my life experience.” Cold moon, quiet miserable, zongzi, robe. At last, it turned into a sentence, “I wouldn’t be surprised. You can rest assured here. When your  injury is healed, look for your aunt.” Another sigh. That kind of affection was deep, but there was no sorrow or joy in the tone.

In the thatched cottage, it was mainly Cheng Ying. Susu performed gently, not dull, not cold, and more subtle, which was normally hard to grasp. Susu found the right feeling after several times, and even Cui Jinghao rarely made mistakes.

As long as people were Chinese, more or less, they would know about the Condor Heroes. At this time, looking at this little scene, the staff also showed their lament.

Song Fuyu also shot it vividly.

Just after the shooting, song Fuyu received a call.

His face sank.

“No, I won’t agree.” Song Fuyu hung directly and sat down, took a cigarette, and the cell phone rang again.

Song Fuyu frowned and smoked on.

They didn’t give up?

“How do you do director Song? I’m Jiao Peiqi’s mother. The people from the brokerage company gave me your phone’s number. They were supposed to call you in person.” 

There was a faint cry from the phone, and Song Fuyu suddenly had an ominous premonition. “Jiao Peiqi finished the commercial shooting today, and there was a car accident on the way home, and she died on the spot. We will compensate for the penalty, and I’m very sorry.”

Song Fuyu suddenly lost his mind, and he was not in the mood to comfort her. The film had already started to shoot. Although Jiao Peiqi didn’t start shooting a single scene, it took time to re-select a corner and find an actor temporarily. It was a waste of a day, and the cost of a day was huge.

“Please pay your respects, and we will contact the brokerage company for your breach of contract. Don’t worry too much.” Song Fuyu said so dryly and hung up the call.

Song Fuyu sat there, smoking a cigarette after another.

He grew up in a poor family, relying on his own hard work, just step by step in the United States, but they were still too harsh on the Chinese. The girlfriend who he had been in love with for many years had a rich family, liked luxury. The reality wasn’t a fairy tale, the difference in values made the two people argue with each other and reconcile for love. His girlfriend’s father sent him a check to support him to start a business in China. Tired of love and a budding career, he did not suppress his ambition.

What can be more quickly accepted by the audience than martial art’s drama? He believed in his ability. Now he felt that he was going to believe in fate.

The first call was from the sponsor. The Secretary of the sponsor disclosed to Song Fuyu that the niece of the sponsor wanted to be in the drama. Knowing that Xiao Long Nu was definitely not in the round, she hoped to play a supporting role. After a long time of selection, she was very interested in Cheng Ying, a popular role throughout the whole drama that she hoped to play.

Song Fuyu still remembers the scene when the skirt flew. Naturally, he liked Yu Susu very much and didn’t plan to change people under the pressure of the sponsor.

Now something like that had happened again.

Song Fuyu’s heart was in a lament, really TMD, thundering with bitter force!

TMD: A Chinese abbreviation for “Damn it“

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