sovbooks Chapter 6 Young people don't know how good married women are.
Chapter 6 Young people don't know how good married women are.
The door opened.
Liu Xiaoli stood in the corridor, wearing a dark red thin coat, her hair casually tied back, her expression serious with a hint of scrutiny.
Even without makeup, her intellectual and elegant temperament is still very evident.
Lin Hao stepped aside. "Sister Xiaoli, please come in."
"No need, I just wanted to say a few words." Liu Xiaoli didn't go inside, but stood at the door.
Her gaze swept over Lin Hao's face, as if confirming something, before she spoke.
"Lin Hao, right? My daughter is only sixteen years old this year."
"I know."
"How old are you?"
"Seventeen."
"Seventeen years old, and you already have that kind of look in your eyes?"
Lin Hao almost lost his composure.
What does "that kind of look" mean?
He only glanced at Liu Xiaoli a few more times... well, he did look at her for a bit too long.
But he's at least in his thirties, so it's reasonable for him to have more mature aesthetic preferences, right?
How do you explain this?
You can't exactly say, "Sister Xiaoli, I actually have the soul of someone in their thirties, but I see you as someone with the mindset of someone your age," can you?
Then you'll really end up in a mental hospital.
However, Lin Hao's mind works quickly.
He quickly adjusted his expression, adopting a serious, almost solemn look, and said righteously:
"Sister Xiaoli, what are you saying? I'm someone who values acting skills! Am I the kind of pervert who preys on minors and has a beastly heart?"
Liu Xiaoli raised an eyebrow.
"The director said you look just like him, don't you realize that?"
hiss~
Good grief, those words left him speechless.
Yu Min's description this afternoon of "looking like a human being but actually being a beast in human form" has now become the undeniable truth.
The director has already confirmed it, so what else can you say in your defense?
Lin Hao inwardly chuckled bitterly, "Director Yu, you're such a divine wingman!"
"Um... the director was talking about my acting skills, not my character," Lin Hao explained weakly.
Liu Xiaoli was clearly not convinced, but she didn't pursue the matter further.
Her main purpose in coming was not for herself, although it was indeed uncomfortable to be looked at like that by a seventeen-year-old brat, but for her daughter.
"For tomorrow's scenes, Director Yu said that we need to film the scene where Zhen Zhibing asks Xiaolongnu for the antidote first. You and Consort Yi need to rehearse beforehand."
"Yes, I know."
"I will be there the whole time."
That's practically like saying "I'm monitoring you" written all over his face.
Lin Hao: "No problem, feel free to supervise."
Liu Xiaoli glanced at him, seemingly assessing whether he was genuinely well-behaved or just pretending.
Finally, he just said "Get some rest" and turned to leave.
Lin Hao closed the door and sighed deeply.
He felt that his entrance was a bit outrageous, and before filming had even officially started, he was already being "warned" by the female lead's mother.
What is this? A disaster before it even airs?
And he was wronged!
He was looking at Liu Xiaoli, not Liu Yifei!
It's precisely because we have no interest in minors that we turn our attention to adults!
What do you call this? You call this a law-abiding citizen!
But there's really no way to explain this kind of thing.
An explanation would only make it seem like they're trying to hide something obvious.
Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore.
Get ready for tomorrow's performance.
The next day.
Lin Hao arrived at the film set early in the morning.
The morning fog in Yandang Mountain is very thick, and the air is filled with a moist, fresh scent of grass and trees.
The crew members were already busy, with each department performing its duties in an orderly manner.
Lin Hao changed into Zhen Zhibing's costume, a gray Taoist robe belonging to a Quanzhen Sect disciple.
He examined himself in the mirror, and surprisingly, the clothes suited him quite well, especially with his handsome yet somewhat effeminate face.
That makes sense.
Not long after, Liu Yifei arrived.
Today, she has changed into the white dress of Little Dragon Girl, with her long hair falling over her shoulders, and she looks as if she has stepped out of a traditional Chinese ink painting.
Liu Xiaoli also came, staying by his side at all times.
"Good morning, Brother Lin Hao!" Liu Yifei greeted him with a smile, her voice clear and her manner generous.
Although she is a year younger than Lin Hao, she has been in the industry for several years and has much more experience dealing with people on set than he, a newcomer.
"Good morning, you've had a hard day," Lin Hao replied with a smile.
Liu Xiaoli stood beside him like a radar, scanning his every expression and movement, not missing any clue.
Lin Hao felt the piercing gaze on his back and thought to himself: Sister Xiaoli, the intensity of your surveillance is even more intense than the surveillance cameras of that unscrupulous company in my past life.
Yu Min also arrived.
"Come on, let's go through today's scene once."
Today we're filming the scene where Zhen Zhibing goes to Xiaolongnu to ask for the antidote.
The plot goes like this: a fellow disciple of the Quanzhen Sect is poisoned, and Zhen Zhibing is ordered to go to the Ancient Tomb to ask Xiaolongnu for the antidote.
Little Dragon Girl gave him a small porcelain bottle containing the antidote.
According to the normal plot, Zhen Zhibing should have gone back to save people immediately after obtaining the antidote.
The key point of this scene is that even in such a simple handover process, Zhen Zhibing's complex feelings for Xiaolongnu are revealed, including gratitude towards his benefactor and a deep-seated infatuation.
Liu Yifei handed a small porcelain prop bottle to Lin Hao.
After receiving it, Lin Hao did not turn around and leave as expected.
Instead, he stared blankly at the small porcelain bottle.
Not moving at all.
ten seconds.
Twenty seconds.
His fingers gently traced the mouth of the porcelain bottle, the movement extremely slow and gentle, as if it were not a cold prop, but... someone's fingers.
Yu Min's brows immediately furrowed.
"wrong!"
He strode over, his voice rising a few decibels.
"Zhen Zhibing is a core disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. His fellow disciples have been poisoned! What should his first reaction be after obtaining the antidote? He should be rushing back to save them! He should be anxious! What are you standing there for?"
The surrounding staff and other actors all looked over.
Everyone knew perfectly well that this was the director teaching newcomers how to act.
Yu Min's style has always been like this: sharp words, but good intentions.
He hoped that actors could think about their roles through his stimulation.
A smart person will understand his intention.
A foolish person would just retort directly and then get a plane ticket home.
Everyone was waiting to see Lin Hao's reaction.
The results were unexpected.
Lin Hao spoke up.
"wrong!"
His tone was not aggressive, but very firm.
Yu Min was stunned for a moment.
The people around were also stunned.
Several veteran actors even started shaking their heads at Lin Hao, saying, "Kid, you're courting death."
But Lin Hao's next words silenced everyone.
"Director, Zhen Zhibing's infatuation with Xiaolongnu has reached its peak at this point."
He held up the small porcelain bottle in his hand. "Although this is just a bottle containing the antidote, to Zhen Zhibing, it belongs to Xiaolongnu. Her hand touched this bottle, and her scent may still linger on it."
"For someone who is already deeply infatuated, being stunned when receiving something from their beloved is the least of their worries."
"I think," Lin Hao paused, a deep look in his eyes that seemed far beyond his years, "could even be supplemented with one more detail. He secretly kept this little porcelain bottle, and when he was alone and quiet at night, he would secretly take it out... and smell it."
"Use the lingering scent of Little Dragon Girl's belongings to imagine that she is right beside you."
After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.
Yu Min stared at him for a full five seconds, then beamed with joy!
"You're a fucking genius!"
Yu Min slapped her thigh, and her voice changed.
"A born freak!!"
Whether it was a compliment or an insult, no one could tell for a moment.
But the excited expression on Yu Min's face couldn't lie.
"That's it! Add it as you said!" Yu Min turned and shouted to the screenwriter, "Make a note of the part where Zhen Zhibing leaves the small porcelain bottle, add it!"
Then he turned back, staring at Lin Hao with a look of emotion.
"800 yuan per episode... Kid, that's a waste of your talent."
Lin Hao's ears perked up.
The opportunity is coming!
"Director!" he immediately interjected, his words quickening, "If you can give me 1500 per episode, I'll definitely bring Zhen Zhibing to life! 2000 per episode, and I'll bring Zhen Zhibing himself to you! If you can give me 2500..."
"Alright, alright!" Yu Min interrupted him with a laugh, "1500! That's 1500! Not a penny more!"
"make a deal!"
Lin Hao almost jumped up on the spot.
I got a raise!!!
From 800 to 1500, it has almost doubled!
Although he is still a long way from his ultimate goal of "making a profit as a middleman", at least he doesn't have to lose money anymore!
On the system panel, Zhen Zhibing's acting level also changed accordingly.
1500 per episode: "Reflecting reality, deceiving the real from the fake."
It's two levels higher than the original 800 levels, which were "fitting the character and unforgettable"!
Lin Hao was full of energy.
"Come on, Consort Yi! Let's continue our rehearsal!"
He turned around and pulled Liu Yifei to continue rehearsing.
Liu Xiaoli, who was standing next to her, almost spat out her water.
This kid got carried away after just a couple of compliments?! And he's calling her "Consort Yi" so affectionately!
"Lin Hao!"
"Huh? Sister Xiaoli? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Liu Xiaoli's expression was priceless; she wished she could drag Liu Yifei away on the spot.
But since it was a film shoot, she couldn't make a scene, so she could only sit there with a dark expression, arms crossed, staring intently at the two of them.
They were even more serious than the national cultural relics protection department in guarding the Terracotta Army.