People tend to do something the more they don't want to do it. Ji Chufeng's eyes always stayed on Su Yunshu's face, which was completely opposite to the state he needed to portray.

Mu Ziyuan avoided Wen Yang's closeness and teasing, and sometimes even took action. One was a demon catcher, and the other was a demon in a painting. If the two were not equally strong, with Wen Yang slightly better, he would have taken her in long ago.

Facing Su Yunshu, Ji Chufeng couldn't act out the feeling that Mu Ziyuan was trying to avoid Wen Yang.

During the intermission, Ji Chufeng walked over to Su Yunshu, holding the script in his hand, "Yunshu, let's rehearse the scene again. It should be better if we perform it a few more times."

Ji Chufeng was very aware of his own weaknesses. Whenever he faced Su Yunshu's stunning appearance, especially when he saw her eyes that seemed to hide bright stars, he would involuntarily fall into a trance.

In this situation, he simply couldn't perform the kind of resistance he should have.

Ji Chufeng did not get discouraged or give up. He firmly believed that as long as he was willing to try more and continue to adapt to the impact of looking into Su Yunshu's eyes, he would be able to overcome this difficulty and successfully present the performance effect he expected.

Su Yunshu readily agreed, and the two began to act together. At first, Ji Chufeng still couldn't control his eyes. After trying two or three times, it got better, but it was still a little short of Ji Chufeng's psychological expectations.

The filming started again, and the director was typing away with the script in his hand. "You have to remember that you are Mu Ziyuan now. When facing Wen Yang, this demon, you feel wary and disgusted. You have to adjust your mindset."

Ji Chufeng took a deep breath and immersed himself in the performance again.

Su Yunshu swayed and gently lifted Ji Chufeng's chin. "Mr. Mu, why are you here alone today? Are you waiting for me?"

Ji Chufeng controlled his eyes and emotions, and said indifferently, "Get lost!"

"Click, do it again. This roll should have some emotion, impatience, irritability. Let's try it again." The director shouted loudly while holding a loud speaker.

Ji Chufeng nodded, secretly encouraging himself in his heart. After the reshoot, Su Yunshu made the same move again. This time, Ji Chufeng clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and spat out "Get lost!" This voice was full of annoyance.

"Very good, continue." The director nodded with satisfaction.

Su Yunshu took back his hand, turned around and sat at the table, and said in a delicate and seductive voice, "Why are you so fierce? I'm just asking a question. Are you angry with your wife and taking it out on me?"

"I'm not one of those people you met before." Ji Chufeng picked up the pen on the table and pretended to write the lyrics. "I have no interest in monsters."

Su Yunshu's palms were resting on the table, her fingertips tapping rhythmically and regularly. Her five fingers were slender and white. As she moved, her eyes always involuntarily fell on his hands.

"But I am interested in you. I am different from your wife. My appearance will not change with the passage of time. Isn't that good?" There was some temptation in Su Yunshu's voice.

Ji Chufeng raised his eyes to look at Su Yunshu, trying to make his gaze icy cold. "A demon is a demon. No matter whether your appearance changes or not, your evil nature cannot be changed. The blood on your hands could fill up this courtyard."

Su Yunshu suddenly came closer, exhaling sweetly, "Then Mr. Mu, why don't you take a good look at me and see where I am evil?"

Ji Chufeng leaned back slightly. At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and Su Yunshu's hair brushed across Ji Chufeng's face. His heart trembled suddenly, and he quickly calmed down, but the words he said were still stuttering, "You you~you...you you!"

The director watched from the sidelines and shook his head repeatedly, "Cut, take a ten-minute break."

The director pulled Ji Chufeng aside and prepared to give him individual training. There was absolutely no problem with Su Yunshu's performance. Now as long as Ji Chufeng could perform smoothly, there would be no problem at all.

Su Yunshu was not idle either. He sat aside and carefully read the script. As he read the script word by word, some images appeared in his mind.

Ji Chufeng followed the director and tried hard to absorb the knowledge. This knowledge was not very helpful to him. What he had to do now was to ignore Su Yunshu's influence on him and not always stare at Su Yunshu.

Knowing it is one thing, but it's a completely different feeling when two people are actually acting face to face. I had already thought about what lines I was going to say, but I forgot them the moment my eyes met Su Yunshu's.

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