"Weiwei Jie!"
Nuomi was anxious and wanted to stop it, but it was too late!
Xia Wei Liang hadn't expected that Yao Qian would go mad and attack. She was very strong, pulling Xia Wei Liang and slamming her hard against the makeup station. The hatred in her eyes was bone-chilling.
"Bitch!"
"Die!"
Xia Wei Liang closed her eyes tightly in fear, calling out to all the deities in her heart, begging anyone passing by who happened to be free!
Xia Wei Liang vowed here, her ancestral tablet must be in place, three sticks of incense in the morning, noon, and night, only asking the great gods to extend a little finger and save her from this dire situation!
Suddenly, her waist tightened—
She was embraced by the waist and pulled into a solid embrace the next second.
Xia Wei Liang was stunned.
She dazedly raised her head, her gaze falling upon a smooth jawline, a tightly pursed lip, a straight nose, and deep, dark eyes…
Xiao, Xiao Yi…
Xiao Yi's face was stern. One hand held her waist, while the other subconsciously protected her head, propping against her cheek and pressing her head against his chest.
She tilted her head and looked at him blankly.
Thump thump thump—
Her ear was pressed against his chest. His muscles were as hard as rocks, and his heartbeat was deep and powerful, shaking her at all times.
Xia Wei Liang's mind went blank, her vision filled with his handsome and cool face.
Xiao Yi held the person in his arms from the side, emitting a dark, fierce aura all around him.
Everyone was stunned. It happened so suddenly, but no one expected the film emperor Xiao to appear here!
"Weiwei Jie! Are you okay? Are you injured anywhere?"
Little Nuomi rushed forward, anxiously checking on her.
Xia Wei Liang finally snapped back to reality, quickly breaking free from film emperor Xiao's embrace, and clearing her throat, "I'm fine."
"I, I didn't mean to..."
Yao Qian sobered up the moment she saw Xiao Yi. In front of so many people, she stammered, "I just, I just wanted her to give me an explanation! Why is she bullying people?"
Xia Wei Liang's anger flared up—
She pushed Nuomi away and was about to go over when she was held back.
Xiao Yi pulled her, "It's your next scene, you go first. I'll handle this here."
What was with that intimate and natural tone?
The onlookers seemed to have stumbled upon a scandalous secret, whispering amongst themselves.
In the crowd, Yuan Ting's assistant put away her phone and quietly withdrew.
Xia Wei Liang endured it and endured it before she didn't directly pick up her weapon. She grunted in a muffled voice and then left with Nuomi.
Only when her figure disappeared did Xiao Yi tug at the cuff of his shirt, his cold eyes fixed on Yao Qian, and said word by word, nonchalantly, "What did she do that requires an explanation to you?"
Xia Wei Liang arrived at the filming set on time. The makeup artist who had refused her earlier immediately stepped forward solicitously, "Sister Wei, I'll do your makeup later."
Xia Wei Liang didn't say anything. Nuomi couldn't help but ask, "But Teacher Yu said she was busy just now?"
"It just so happens I'm free now~"
Xia Wei Liang didn't want to make things too awkward, so she said with a smile, "Then I'll trouble you, Sister Yu."
"No trouble, no trouble… Uh, Sister Wei, you seem quite familiar with Brother M?"
Nuomi put her hands on her hips and stepped forward, "Sorry, Teacher Yu, our Sister Wei is about to go on set and doesn't have time to chat."
"Okay, okay, we'll talk later then."
After they left, Nuomi pouted, "Fawning over the powerful and stepping on the weak!"
"Isn't this the norm in this industry!" Xia Wei Liang was trying to get into character. Director Zhou was quite strict on camera.
However…
The scene that just happened was replaying in her mind like an auto-play, looping playback.
The embrace with a faint scent of pine, and the man's strong heartbeat… Sudan Novel Network
Ahhh!
Xia Wei Liang, what are you thinking?
I'm asking you! Are you still daydreaming at this time? Do you respect Director Zhou?!
She took a deep breath, pushed the images from her mind, and continued to prepare!
Next, on the wheat field filming set, Director Zhou's shouts could be heard from time to time.
"It's remembrance! It's longing! Not passionate love!!"
"Again!"
"Are you going to register for marriage or something? How many times do I have to say it! Don't smile so infatuatedly!"
"Cut, cut, cut—Xia Wei Liang, can you explain why you have that look of newfound love spanning past and present lives?"
Xia Wei Liang wished she could find a field mouse and burrow into a hole with it!
"Director Zhou, I'm sorry, can you give me ten minutes?"
Director Zhou, his face darkened, called for a break.
Xia Wei Liang bowed apologetically to all departments, then walked to the side and took several deep breaths to calm her turbulent emotions.
At this moment, a car arrived, and Xiao Yi got out.
He first glanced at the person engrossed in her character study below the wheat field, then walked straight towards Director Zhou.
Unsure what he said, Director Zhou's expression shifted from surprise to a gradual frown. He beckoned to Deputy Director Wang and gave an instruction. The latter nodded and immediately went to handle it.
Xia Wei Liang was still pacing back and forth, trying to connect with her character.
But her state was really not good today. The more anxious she was, the longer it took to get into character.
"Lian Zhu."
Hearing this voice, she paused.
Slowly turning around, she saw the person walking towards her, wearing a dark blue student uniform and a youthful, radiant smile.
He was…
He came to her, gazed at her for a moment, his dark eyes holding a warm smile, "Silly girl, didn't I tell you not to wait for me here?"
Xia Wei Liang looked at him blankly, not knowing when the smile had appeared on her face.
She tilted her head to look at him, "I wanted to wait here for you, to be the first person you see when you return."
Not far away, Director Zhou watched them, pushing up the glasses on his nose.
Deputy Director Wang ran over, "Director Zhou, we've already notified her company."
Seeing that Director Zhou wasn't responding, he followed his gaze and his eyes widened, "This is… No way!"
Xiao Yi was helping that girl get into character?
Is film emperor Xiao that helpful??
As they started filming again, Xia Wei Liang was clearly like a different person. In front of the camera, she gazed into the distance, the corners of her lips slightly upturned, her vision gradually blurred by tears, but a faint happiness on her face.
Her eyes lightly closed, a tear escaped the corner of her eye. She subtly turned sideways, her gaze growing more distant.
That tear vanished with the wind.
Several heads were crowded around the monitor, all watching tensely.
Only after Xia Wei Liang turned and faded out of the frame did Director Zhou call out "Cut!"
"Wow! Niang Niang's tear just now was amazing!"
Yan Zhi clapped his hands in applause. Although Da Yang didn't understand what was so amazing about that tear, Niang Niang was beautiful, whether she cried or not!
Deputy Director Wang: "She cried so beautifully! Director Zhou, the script didn't say she was supposed to cry, did it?!"
Although Director Zhou didn't say anything, his pretentious demeanor of acting profound and refusing to praise her gave him away.
Xiao Yi stood with his arms crossed in the background, glanced at the monitor, then shifted his gaze to the person running over.
"Director Zhou, how was it this time?"
Director Zhou glanced at her, cleared his throat, and said irritably, "Do you only perform well when the film emperor coaches you? What kind of privileged illness is this!"
Yan Zhi smiled, "What a coincidence! Our film emperor also doesn't casually coach people! It's like, you have a problem, and he has the medicine~"
Deputy Director Wang's eyes lit up!
Brother! Here's the microphone, if you can talk, say more!
Xia Wei Liang looked up at the person opposite her. Xiao Yi seemed unfazed, his expression still calm, his gaze lowered, making his emotions unreadable.
"Oh, right, from now on, if you have any problems, go directly to Old Wang." Director Zhou glanced at her and said unhurriedly, "It's not like no one is in charge. Don't try to solve everything by yourself from now on."
As if deliberately explaining something, he glared at her irritably, "If it affects the mood and delays the progress, can you take responsibility for that?"