Fast Time Traveling Female Supporting Changes Fate

Chapter 93 Eighteen-line Artist VS International Director (10)
Yuan Zhilan just felt that this was her male protagonist, and she would be with him for the rest of her life. She could no longer confront him like before, which was not conducive to family harmony, so she was planning to change her personality from now on.

And now that she has something to ask of him, of course she must have a bright heart and a smile on her face. She doesn't know that her smile makes the man's imagination run wild.

"Director Han, I figured it out. This is my first play. I want to perform well. I don't want to waste my time here, and I don't want to be scolded for poor acting after the show is broadcast."

Somehow, Han Shengyu was looking forward to it, "So..." What are you doing here to ask me to add a role to your scene?

Yuan Zhilan had a flattering face, "So can you teach me acting?"

Teach her to act?

Gentle cooking... He, slowly figure it out?
This is not in line with her straight-forward character. She should be like that day, ready to be the overlord as soon as she makes the request.

She was very abnormal tonight, Han Shengyu gave her a weird look, "Are you stimulated?"

Maybe he wasn't used to the sudden change. In order to let her occasionally collapse, Yuan Zhilan thought about it, and simply admitted: "Yes, I was stimulated by a man."

After spending several hours being nice in front of Zhong Lecheng, in the end he turned out to be not her male lead. This was not the most annoying thing, but the most annoying thing was that her male lead had a vicious tongue.

Not only was she stimulated, but the stimulation was not small.

"It has something to do with him that you only came back after you went out and wandered?" Han Shengyu felt his heart getting colder.

"That's right." Originally, she planned to come back after dinner, but she didn't expect to meet the male protagonist she thought, so she stayed for a long time accidentally.

"Hey...what are you doing?" The man picked her up by the collar and opened the door to send her out. Yuan Zhilan struggled, "I came to ask you for acting skills sincerely, you..."

Han Shengyu's face was frosty, "If you want to learn acting skills, you can find anyone after filming. I'm not a place to study here. I'm a director. I'm not as free as you."

Yuan Zhilan said, "All right, all right, you are a director, you are a busy person, one day I will make you willing to give all the money you earn to me, an idler!"
"Director Han, director, Brother Han, you have to think clearly, it's your play, and I'm considered half of the leading role in the play. My poor acting skills will affect the whole play. As a director, as you with great ambitions , and you don’t want your hard work to be ruined, do you?”

Han Shengyu was not softened by that sweet Brother Han's call, he put her outside the door, held her door frame and watched her babbling from top to bottom, and he laughed angrily after hearing her say it.

"You also know that your poor performance will affect my hard work? Then do you know that my hard work has been messed up by you. The finale of this show will be filmed tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, even if you don't eat, drink, or sleep. Acting, too late."

When it comes to his hard work, Han Shengyu no longer has any charming thoughts. He is filled with only helplessness, pain and self-deprecation.

At the very beginning, the direction of the script was still in his outline, but in the end he was obsessed with ghosts, and she was unwilling to act. He changed the script for her again and again. She acted completely according to her feelings, and the finished product of the performance was out of his control, and the play was not a play.

Now his only thought is to finish filming the show, give an explanation to the actors and investors, and leave the rest to fate.

"Oh, I don't know." Yuan Zhilan opened her mouth and wanted to say something to comfort him, but seeing his fierce eyes, she immediately changed her voice, "Then Director Han, good night."

She ran back to the room quickly, afraid that if she ran too slowly, he would skin her and cramp.

There is no main line in this drama, so far, she really can't see how it will end.

Even though Zhao Bingzhi was the one who ruined his movie, she was still very guilty seeing his angry eyes shooting at her like knives.

"Baby, what do you think we should do? Tomorrow will be the finale. It's too late to make up for it. This drama is really useless, and there is no possibility of saving it."

"Mother, don't worry." Seeing his indifference, Yuan Zhilan thought he had an idea, but he was so motivated that he said, "Believe that true love can conquer everything."

A mouthful of old blood choked her throat, and Yuan Zhilan spat at him, "Just wash up and go to sleep."

She finally understood that since the beginning of the official mission, Bao Bao had avoided matters between her and the male protagonist as much as possible. It was impossible to pry open his mouth to get some useful information, and she had to rely on herself for everything.

In fact, this drama is planned to be filmed for a month, and there is still some time before the ending. However, Han Shengyu wanted to end it early in order to stop the loss in time.

Neither Han Shengyu nor Yuan Zhilan slept well that night.

Yuan Zhilan was thinking about what to do next. The root cause of the failure of the show was her. If she didn't handle it well, it would definitely become the biggest obstacle between her and Han Shengyu.

Han Shengyu smoked cigarettes all night, but he didn't blame Zhao Bingzhi. It's impossible to blame the supporting actors for a drama that didn't shoot well. Anyone who said it would blame the director for not being good enough.

In fact, it was his fault to get to the bottom of it. It was his wrong thoughts about her at the beginning. It was his idea to keep her, and it was the opinions of the people in charge to sign her as a supporting role, because she is not a graduate of an art school. .

Seeing her aggrieved and disobedient, he deliberately wanted to add some drama to her, and despite the persuasion of the assistant director and screenwriter, he made exceptions for her time and time again.

Most of the time, when changing the script at night, he would think, how could there be such a stubborn and hot girl in the world, it really gave him a headache.

But he is cheap because he doesn't want to make her sulk, so he can only follow her temperament.

He could foresee that he would be in trouble in the future, and that was his own fault. She was not the leading role, so the fire couldn't burn on her.

They parted ways after the filming of this drama, and he will suffer what is due to him.

Before he knew it, there were more than [-] cigarette butts at Han Shengyu's feet, and the cigarette case was empty.

The first time Yu Xiaorui woke up, she glanced at the palm trees outside the window, and found someone sitting in front of the window. After careful identification, she lifted the quilt and got up, "Zhao Bingzhi, where did you go yesterday, and when did you come back?"

"Sister Xiaorui, good morning." Yuan Zhilan raised her head, put down her pen, turned her head, and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, I forgot the time when I went to the city to play, and I made everyone worry."

Yu Xiaorui almost thought that she hadn't woken up, the two of them had always used their full names, Zhao Bingzhi looked down on her, and she didn't get close to Zhao Bingzhi, so she was flattered by the "Sister Xiaorui, good morning".

"No...it's okay, um, good morning, Bingzhi."

Yuan Zhilan sighed heavily, and kept facing Yu Xiaorui.

The person who usually has a big heart, speaks out when he has something to say, and vents when he is angry, suddenly starts to sigh, and Yu Xiaorui's eyes subconsciously fall on her face.

Zhao Bingzhi's eyes were dull, his eyes were slightly black and swollen, and he sent her a message all the time. Yu Xiaorui was surprised, "You haven't slept all night?"

After disappearing for a day, he sighed again and stayed up all night. It seemed that things were not simple.

(End of this chapter)