She dominates the entertainment industry with her disaster system

"Cut! This shot was done very well!" Zhao Linsheng shouted loudly with a megaphone, "The last scene is finished. Congratulations to Ruchu and Wenjia for officially wrapping up the shoot!"

As soon as he finished speaking, warm applause and cheers came from all directions - for most of the crew members, the four-month filming period was finally over, which was indeed a thing to be happy about.

At least they no longer have to stay in this remote and desolate film and television base for more than ten hours a day without even having the chance to entertain themselves.

"That's great. We finally finished shooting within the shooting schedule." Wu He also applauded along with the other staff members, revealing a relaxed and happy smile. "If it had been delayed for a few more months, Director Zhao would definitely not have been able to sustain the budget."

Although she was still wearing Gu Wenjia's classic outfit, her whole temperament was completely different from before.

This shows how fast the play is performed.

Su Lingxi forced a curl of her lips, without saying anything more, and unconsciously flipped through the slightly curled script in her hand.

Jiang Ruochu lost the two companions who had accompanied her all the way in the last S-level copy, but she still got the top spot on the points ranking list.

According to the agreement, the God in the "Doomsday Game" agreed to send her back to the real world and fulfill one of her wishes.

Jiang Ruochu's wish is simple: "I hope none of this has ever happened."

The so-called selection game is more like a Colosseum tailor-made for gods. Here, everyone is forced to show the worst side of human nature, fighting for survival.

Even though he became the final winner among thousands, Jiang Ruochu did not feel happy, he only felt deeply tired.

If possible, she would rather go back to the time when everything had not started - without the sudden fire that burned them to death, without the doomsday game that they were forced to enter under the banner of "resurrection", without fighting and death, and without blood and disputes...

She is still the bad student in Room 402 who loves to skip classes and slack off. Apart from practicing kendo every day, the only thing she worries about is the police exam.

Wenjia, Xiaoqiao, and Fuling, everyone is still here.

She really wanted to go back to that time.

At the end of the story, God fulfilled his promise and reversed time, returning to the night before the fire broke out.

Gu Wenjia and Xie Qiao both forgot everything that happened in the doomsday game, but Jiang Ruchu was the only one who remembered it.

After all, this is still a happy ending mixed with broken glass.

Su Lingxi has always been looking at the whole story from Jiang Ruochu's perspective, and she feels it more deeply. It would be difficult for her to get out of the role as quickly as Wu He in a short period of time.

"Okay, everyone, pack up your things. We're going to move to another location. See you in the banquet hall tonight." Zhao Linsheng said with full energy, and then looked at Su Lingxi, "Lingxi, go back to the hotel and rest for a while. Remember to come to the wrap-up party tonight."

Although he didn't say anything corny, Zhao Linsheng's warm tone already showed his friendly attitude - most directors love talents, and he is no exception.

As a rare experiential actor, Su Lingxi's performance during the filming gave him a lot of inspiration. He added more than a dozen pages to the script alone, and his impression of her continued to rise.

"Okay, I'll be there in the evening." Su Lingxi put down the script and smiled at him.

Bian Xu was standing next to Zhao Linsheng at this time and was keenly aware of her not very good mood.

Is it... that you haven't completely gotten out of the role yet?

He thought with some worry.

If it were in the past, Bian Xu would have run over to ask about the other person's well-being, thinking himself considerate.

But now he was already scared by Su Lingxi, and even though he really wanted to do something for her, he could only try to hold himself back.

He didn't want her to have a worse impression of him.

Should I just send a simple message to say hello? Bian Xu was so confused that he opened WeChat, exited it, opened it again, and exited it again...

He hesitated for a long time, and until the wrap-up party began, he failed to successfully send out a message.

"I heard that Mr. Bian will join the crew again next month? It's for Director Cao Yiping's "Border"?" At the main table, the assistant director took the initiative to pull Bian to chat. His swollen face was shiny with oil, and he looked like he had indulged in sex too much. "Will you be the producer again this time?"

Bian Xu remembered that he was the guy who forced the actress to drink before. He was too lazy to say more to him and just said "hmm" lightly as a response.

The assistant director seemed not to notice his indifference, and became more and more excited as he spoke: "Director Cao is a leader in the film industry. He hasn't appeared in public for several years. Teacher Bian is really young and promising. He can get to know a big shot like Director Cao at such a young age!"

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been criticized too much by Su Lingxi during this period, but when I suddenly heard such words of praise, I felt a little uncomfortable for some reason, and always felt that something was weird.

He smiled casually, "You're too kind. Director Cao is always willing to give young people opportunities to gain experience. I'm just lucky."

"How could that be? Teacher Bian, you are too modest..."

The assistant director was eager to get close to him, so his smile became more and more flattering and he came up with all kinds of commercial flattery.

In fact, these are words that we are used to hearing during social gatherings over the table, but I feel very uncomfortable while listening to them.

Could it be that, as Zhao Yuanyuan said, he was born with a habit of being a masochist?

The next second, Bian Xu's thoughts were interrupted by the noisy voices coming from the door of the banquet hall.

He looked up and saw Su Lingxi walking out of the door surrounded by a dozen people. She had changed into a light brown lace-up windbreaker, which made her look more beautiful and elegant.

"Teacher Su, I've reserved a seat for you..."

"Lingxi~you are here?"

"Nicole, I have a friend here who wants to meet you..."

For celebrities, the wrap party always inevitably carries a social connotation. It looks like a relaxing meal, but in fact it is more like a work.

Although Su Lingxi came late, she is now the hottest actress - she was recently shortlisted for the main competition unit of the Berlin Film Festival with the movie "The Rose Thorn". It was the first time in three years that someone from China was shortlisted, and her popularity is by no means comparable to that of ordinary film festival nominations.

Everyone present wanted to establish a good relationship with her or get some inside information.

Su Lingxi smiled and dealt with the crowds of people in a polite and friendly manner.

It's not difficult to say some general and polite words.

The scene gradually quieted down until the director at the main table began to speak. Su Lingxi quickly took the opportunity to squeeze in next to Wu He and sit down.