After being read, the fake daughter became the group's favorite

Wen Qingyan and Jing Zejun are filming in a spacious abandoned factory.

The entire filming team is very quiet, the camera adjusts the direction in time, and the director keeps a close eye on the movements and expressions of Wen Qingyan and Jing Zejun on the screen.

The two are filming the first story in the play.

The male and female protagonists are in a deserted basement. The props are adjusted to create a light that is almost completely blocked, with only the faint afterglow of the evening shining through the broken windows and casting shadows on the ground.

Wen Qingyan's coat is already covered with a lot of dust, and his clothes are soaked with sweat. He looks around with a firm look, holding a flickering flashlight in his hand, and moves forward cautiously along the chaotic corridor.

The footsteps echoed in the empty basement, and Jing Zejun followed closely behind Wen Qingyan. Her figure was small and weak. She looked around and tightened her clenched fists, as if ready to deal with any possible danger.

Wen Qingyan glanced at Jing Zejun behind him and pushed open the heavy door in front of him.

The two of them walked lightly into a dim room, and what came into view was a gloomy and terrifying scene.

The dusty furniture was placed in a disorderly manner, and the cracks on the wall revealed the dilapidated years.

"Cut!"

The director frowned slightly, his expression serious, and gestured to Jing Zejun to come over, pointing to the part of the screen where she had just acted. "Your expression is wrong, there are no lines in this part. If you can't fit in, the audience will see..."

Jing Zejun listened to the director's words humbly, with a serious expression.

After saying this, the director asked the two to shoot another one, but he still seemed dissatisfied.

"Come again!" His brows furrowed deeper.

It was not until the third take that the director saw the picture he wanted, and nodded slightly with satisfaction.

"Cut, this one is passed."

The costume designer stepped forward to adjust the clothes for Wen Qingyan and Jing Zejun, and the makeup artist also hurried forward to touch up the actors' makeup.

Wen Qingyan looked at Jing Zejun and asked with concern: "How is it, can you adapt to Director Lu's style?" Jing Zejun looked over carefully, and the director was still frowning and looking at the monitor.

She was a little worried, and a trace of depression flashed in her eyes, "Brother Qingyan, did I perform very badly?" Although she had psychological expectations, after all, the director had previously contacted people with acting skills like Wen Qingyan.

Jing Zejun was still self-aware of his acting skills. It was only a few days after filming, and it was all because of her problems that they had to repeat again and again.

Wen Qingyan looked at Jing Zejun gently, "It's not that you are bad, but Director Lu really requires excellence in every shot. You can learn a lot from him."

It is a very rare thing to meet a good script and a good director. This is why Wen Qingyan didn't want Jing Zejun to give up this script.

He believed that Jing Zejun would achieve her goal here.

Jing Zejun looked at Wen Qingyan's encouraging eyes, smiled and nodded, and the pressure in his heart was relieved.

Soon, Wen Qingyan and Jing Zejun were involved in a new round of filming.

"You're resting now?"

Jing Yi was lying on the bed, calling Jing Zejun. She looked at the time and it was almost midnight.

Jing Zejun was removing his makeup in the hotel, with the phone beside him. "Yes, because I kept NG, and it also caused Brother Qingyan to follow me to shoot until now."

Jing Yi frowned slightly, "Acting is really not an easy thing."

Jing Zejun turned on the faucet and washed off the makeup remover on his face. After wiping his face, he continued, "I think it's because my acting skills are not good enough, so it seems more difficult."

If she was as good as Wen Qingyan, why would she shoot so many times?

Although Jing Zejun and Wen Qingyan also had rival scenes in "The King's Landing", it was almost all her wishful output in the play, so she didn't have a clear understanding of Wen Qingyan's acting skills.

During this period, she really felt the horror of Wen Qingyan's acting skills.

Jing Yi turned around and lay on the bed, a little curious, "Is Actor Wen so good?" Although she knew that Wen Qingyan was an actor with good acting skills, she still had no idea of ​​what Jing Zejun said.

On the other side, Jingze finally lay down on the bed, "Yeah, sometimes I am shocked by his acting skills." Several times, he felt that the person standing in front of him might not be Wen Qingyan, but the person in the play.

Now Jingyi was even more curious, "Junjun, can your crew visit the set?" Jingzejun smiled, "You want to join in the fun, right?"

Jingyi chuckled a few times. It was not because Jingzejun said it was so amazing that it felt like the live version would be more shocking.

Jingzejun thought for a while, "It shouldn't be possible now. Director Lu is consciously keeping it secret. It may take some time."

"Is that so."

Jingyi was not very disappointed. Anyway, there will always be a chance to see it, but there is still something to be solved now.

"Then can you come to my car race?"

Hearing Jingzejun say that, the director should be quite strict, and I don't know if he will let her go.

"Don't worry, I can still ask for a day off." Besides, her role in the later period of time is relatively light.

Jing Yi was satisfied, "Okay, you should rest soon." It was late at night, and Jing Zejun had to get up early to film tomorrow, so Jing Yi didn't want to take up too much of her rest time.

After hanging up the phone, Jing Yi yawned and fell into a deep sleep wrapped in the quilt.

...

"Second brother? Aren't you going to work today?"

Jing Yi walked in and saw Jing Zeqian sitting in the living room, with surprise written all over his face.

Jing Zeqian looked up and said, "What are you talking about? I was planning to accompany you to practice driving today. Where did you go?"

He didn't see anyone in the morning, and he thought Jing Yi was still sleeping, but Uncle Li said that she went out very early.

Jing Yi looked at him strangely, "Practicing driving? I have something to do in the afternoon, so I went early. Why didn't you tell me in advance that you wanted to practice driving with me?"

Who knew she would get up so early to practice driving?

Jing Zeqian wanted to say something, but Jing Yi had already hurried upstairs, "Second brother, let's talk later. I'm going to change clothes first!"

Jing Zeqian looked at her back and wondered, why was she in such a hurry?

When Jing Yi came downstairs, she had already changed into a dress.

The white pleated tube top tightly wrapped her beautiful figure, and a playful bow was tied under the rose at the waist. The black fishtail long skirt was lazy and casual.

The slightly curly hair was scattered on the back, and there was a black rose short necklace around the neck.

Jing Zeqian raised his eyebrows, "You're going out right after you came back?"

"Yes, didn't I say I had something to do in the afternoon?"

When did Jing Yi become so busy? Jing Zeqian suddenly felt a little disappointed. He finally made time to accompany her to practice driving, but she was so busy that she didn't need him to accompany her.

Jing Yi was in a hurry to go out, and suddenly thought of something and looked back at Jing Zeqian.