Chapter 7.2: The Movie Queen’s Little Fortune Butterfly (7)

TL: Zhen
ED: Arya
PR: Dark
QC: Qian

Jian Yixin nodded eagerly.

    When Song Zhe came to see her, he also had to inspect the N City branch.

    After the separation, Jian Yixin found Liu Lele, and just as she was about to watch her task target filming, she heard:

    “Ah, Song—Song Pianzhen, right? Come here for a while.”

    It was Yu Bo.

    Taking advantage of the last moments before the filming starts, Yu Bo asked Jian Yixin, “Is that gentleman gone?”

    “Yes.” Jian Yixin replied, without mentioning that, she would have to go out with him in the evening.

    The Song family were a veteran family, and they had always acted low-key. Presumably, Song Zhe didn’t come here with great fanfare. There must be some important prior engagement that must have brought him here.

    Yu Bo said oh, and gave Song Pianzhen a few meaningful glances.

    After he finished fishing, he was unexpectedly crowded with a visit from the company’s boss and told about his visit to the film base, the boss even specifically told him to treat him well.

    He thought the boss was a fan of Qinglu, but he arrived only to see Song Pianzhen?

    What is this?!

    “Old Yu——”

    “It’s all right, lady.”

    Yu Bo’s train of thought was interrupted by Lin Qinglu.

    He didn’t want to figure it out, so he just pushed a chair towards Jian Yixin and let her sit and watch the show.

    Yu Bo yelled at Lin Qinglu: “You are so anxious today. If you dare to NG, see if I don’t scold you for half an hour!”

    “Ah, shit!” Lin Qinglu wasn’t afraid of him at all, her eyes swept towards Song Pianzhen.

    Look, if you didn’t know him yourself, you would also be suspicious of the director.

    Staring at the location where Lin Qinglu’s eyes gazed, Jian Yixin tilted her head, with a questioning expression as she smiled at her.

    Lin Qinglu’s heart turned crisp, and she immediately stopped looking at Song Pianzhen.

    She is so annoying.

    Movie Queen Lin had a rigorous work attitude and a professional level of responsibility in the industry. After trying her best to ignore Jian Yixin’s charm, she was finally able to get back into character.

    In yesterday’s scene, the actress playing Xiao Xiaoxia had invited Zhao Niang to her home and made her appear shameless. Unexpectedly, Zhao Niang was not only beautiful, but also wasn’t humble or overbearing. She was arrogant, and yet she did not let herself down in front of the lady.

    Today, they were to finish the second half of this scene.

    Xiao Xiaoxia not only invited Zhao Niang, but also invited Xu Bi to have tea at home. She wanted to introduce her childhood sweetheart in front of Zhao Niang, so that Zhao Niang could fully understand that she couldn’t be compared with herself.

    She was trying to overwhelm Zhao Niang from her actions as well as her words. Although Zhao Niang was a dancer, she was arrogant and flattened Xiao Xiaoxia, tearing her skin apart.

    The male protagonist was left on the side, as if he was the cream stuck in the middle of an Oreo, even though he had a little white face.

    The shots were taken one by one, and it was so easy to take two-thirds, the two women were now about to push the atmosphere towards the climax.

    The shot was taken with Lin Qinglu alone. As expected, she did not NG in a single shot, and she also didn’t take as many shots until three or four o’clock in the afternoon.

    Director Yu was good at taking pictures of women, and naturally he was the best at picking women’s thorns. Ye Zixuan kept eating NG under his hands.

    Shen Yu also made mistakes. When Ye Zixuan was being scolded, she didn’t even have the confidence to speak.

    Then Lin Qinglu lazily said: “Can you stop scolding?”

    Only then did Yu Bo stop, calm down, and patiently talk to Ye Zixuan for a while.

    Originally, they could take a break before the main show, but they won’t anymore. Taking advantage of Ye Zixuan’s state, they hurriedly finished filming.

    The camera began rolling.

    In the living room, two women sat face to face, Xu Bi sat on a wicker chair on the side, staring dryly.

    Xiao Xiaoxia sat upright on the sofa with sharp eyebrows and contempt for the dancing girl, but she had to smile.

    She tried her best to show the demeanor of a lady, but in front of Zhao Niang, she was lonely and reserved, like a tiger whose skin was ripped off.

    “I heard that women who have practiced dancing since childhood have soft bones and have their backbones taken away. They can only survive by leaning on others.” 

Zhao Niang’s back was straight, and her white cheongsam was quite charming. Hearing these words, she leaned forward, exuding a captivating allure.

    Her voice was not clear, and when she spoke, you couldn’t help but have itchy ears, her eyes blinked gently:

    “I heard that the expensive cats and dogs raised at home wouldn’t even be able to beg for food, if they went outside.”

    She raised her eyebrows, “It’s okay to be kept by someone, but if it becomes useless, no one would want it. It will eventually starve to death.”

    Xiao Xiaoxia’s eyes were cold: “If the pet is lost, there is a servant in the noble family to find it, so why worry. It would be a human being, who couldn’t become someone else’s pet, behaved, and used to flattery.

    Zhao Niang grinned.

    “How?”

    “If… even the home is gone, what shall we do?”

    “Xue Yingzhao!” Xiao Xiaoxia said sharply in an anxious tone.

    Zhao Niang smiled, as if joking, but her eyes were filled with pain: “If the Xiao family can still stay the same, then there will be no Zhao Niang today.”

    Before anyone could react, she turned to raise her voice and said, “You don’t have to be angry, who knows when the sky would fall?.”

    “Brother Xu, she actually cursed the Xiao family! How vicious!”

    “Xia Xia, Zhao Niang must not be—”

    “You both make fun of me, and why do you care now that I make fun of you? Really mean.”

    Zhao Niang interrupted one of their scenes and stood up, like a stretched white camellia, with its petals hanging down, trying to not fall.

    “You are the scumbag of the dance studio—”

    “Xiao Xiaoxia!” Xu Bi whispered.

    Zhao Niang’s eyes darkened.

    Immediately, she smiled again.

    Her trimmed oval nails glowed with light, as she traced them from her beautifully-lined jaw to her ears, bringing out a sweet smile.

    “Look, you are even jealous of someone from the dance studio.”

    “It’s so pitiful.” She sighed lightly, pitying her infinitely.

    Xue Yingzhao had a smiling expression, but she really wanted to cry.

    In the studio, everyone was watching Xue Yingzhao, only Xue Yingzhao.

    No, it was Lin Qinglu.

    Jian Yixin breathed lightly.

    At this moment, Xue Yingzhao looked as beautiful as a white flower blooming to the extreme, but as fragile as a dandelion, and it seemed as though a gust of wind would blow her away.

    The flower would disperse with the wind and then you won’t find it anymore.

    Ye Zixuan sat on the sofa and looked up at Lin Qinglu.

    The images of Lin Qinglu and Xue Yingzhao gradually merged, the beauty always on top along with her arrogance.

    As soon as she entered the entertainment industry, she acted as a point of comparison for Lin Qinglu. 

    She succeeded in attracting the attention of Xingyao President Ji Jing. Ji Jing provided her good resources and she was very happy. At first glance, it turned out that the so-called good resource was for Lin Qinglu’s glory.

    As long as she was in this circle, Lin Qinglu was everywhere. The director praised her, the old directors praised her, even passers-by who didn’t know anything about her praised her.

    She went to the drama school for further studies, and her acting skills improved. She thought she could fight, but when she got to the battleground, she was easily crushed by Lin Qinglu, and she didn’t even give her a second glance.

    Why?

    She was jealous of Lin Qinglu, just as Xiao Xiaoxia was jealous of Xue Yingzhao.

    ——It would be great if they didn’t exist.

    At this moment, Ye Zixuan could not tell whether she was acting or not. She stared at Lin Qinglu, her eyes full of jealousy, but she said:

    “Envy you?”

    She raised her chin slightly, her eyes ridiculing, “What’s the use of your ability? You will always be a dancer, inferior to me. What I have, you will never get.”