60: Chapter 60 No Time

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Filming was still underway.

"Camera 2, pay attention to the close-up on Lin Chuyan, don't miss any details."

Director Liu Zhi sat in front of the monitor and gave a soft instruction.

Looking at the entire take, among the few, Chen Ke's performance was neither good nor bad; she only needed to display that sense of despair and struggle.

Su He was someone Heaven blessed with talent; with his face, no matter how he acted in scenes like this, he wouldn't go wrong.

Meng Xinle... didn't quite find the right feel, and he was shaking a bit too violently. Fortunately, fortunately, Lin Chuyan helped him out.

However, Director Liu Zhi didn't call cut.

It didn't matter; he would keep watching. This scene would be filmed several times anyway, so he could just remind them in a bit.

Looking at it this way, the only one who truly surprised him was Lin Chuyan.

Was this change in gaze easy? It could be easy, and it could be difficult; the key lay in who was Acting.

Someone with years of Acting experience could naturally pull it off well, but what about Lin Chuyan?

Tsk tsk, is this the amazing thing about Li Mujian? It's one thing for him to be a Best Actor, but to teach his apprentice to be this impressive too?

Director Liu Zhi shook his head, dispelling these thoughts, and refocused his attention on the monitor.

At this moment, Lin Chuyan followed up on Meng Xinle's line, "My dad will beat me to death," and finally opened his mouth to respond.

But for some reason, even though his voice sounded gentle, everyone present felt a chill:

"Don't forget, my hits hurt too."

Before Meng Xinle could nod, Lin Chuyan added another line: "Get lost."

With a push from the hand resting on his shoulder, Meng Xinle stumbled forward a few steps and left without looking back.

"Alright, that's a wrap." Director Liu Zhi called cut, thought for a moment, and then called everyone over. "Chen Ke and Su Su, you both have no issues; just maintain this state. Xiao Yan, your Acting was good, especially the gaze; remember that feeling from just now. Xiao Le... you need to make some adjustments; there's a bit of a problem."

"Me?" Meng Xinle was a bit stunned.

This plot wasn't right, was it?

The others were all newcomers, and he at least had acted in quite a few plays; shouldn't he be the one leading the others?

That guy called Su He could be an exception; after all, he was born with a bandit's face, which could be considered a natural gift.

But Lin Chuyan, on what grounds?

In this scene, he had actually been facing away from Lin Chuyan the whole time, so he couldn't see the other's performance; no wonder he felt this way.

"Yeah, take a look for yourself. It was a bit over the top; pull it back a little for the next take. You have to think, although you didn't participate when they did this, it's not your first time seeing them do it. You need to feel afraid, but don't shake so violently. Also, you're shaking like that, yet you said those few Lines so fluently? Doesn't that feel out of place?"

The others stood in front, listening as the director gave his lecture.

Meng Xinle didn't know if it was an illusion or what, but especially when he caught a glimpse of Lin Chuyan out of the corner of his eye, he felt that the other's half-smiling expression seemed to be mocking him.

Being scolded like this, he felt he had lost face, and couldn't hold his head up. When he thought about how he had previously disdained speaking to them, he felt even more embarrassed.

So angry, but he still had to keep smiling.

"Got it, Director, I'll make some adjustments. Maybe it's because Lin Chuyan changed his Lines and movements on the spot, so I got a bit distracted."

"?????"

Lin Chuyan listened from the side with a head full of question marks. He hadn't originally intended to speak, but at this moment, he couldn't help it:

"First of all, your own Acting was wrong. Then I helped you out, and in the end, you didn't even catch the flow of the scene. Hey, why are you turning the tables and blaming me?"

Lin Chuyan wouldn't indulge him; his style was all about doing as he pleased, saying whatever he wanted.

"You!"

Meng Xinle had originally thought it was very simple.

His statement actually wasn't wrong if you reasoned it out, and it didn't count as cursing; he was just banking on the other person not being able to say anything in front of so many people.

He often took verbal advantage like this, and when he did, he did; he had never seen anyone say anything about it before.

He didn't expect the other person to not even bother with superficial politeness; he was like someone who had eaten gunpowder, ready to explode at the slightest touch.

Meng Xinle wanted to refute something, but couldn't think of anything for a moment. After stammering "You" for a long time, he finally squeezed out one sentence: "What do you mean?"

"That's exactly what I mean. Don't 'you, you, you' me. Did I say something wrong? I'll say it once: we have no friendship, I didn't provoke you, so don't blame me for your own problems."

Su He was the type who loved to watch chaos unfold; he couldn't hold back his expression and laughed happily, almost laughing out loud.

Lin Chuyan thought for a moment, then raised his hand again: "Director, I have an idea."

Director Liu Zhi didn't know what to say for a moment; he raised an eyebrow and subconsciously followed his lead: "What idea?"

"I want to make some adjustments for the next take too."

Director Liu Zhi acted as his straight man: "Your Acting has no issues; what are you adjusting?"

"He can make his adjustments, and my adjustments are different. I have other ways to perform the gaze; I can switch it up. Director, you can see which one you prefer and choose from them. Is that okay?"

Since an actor had sparked a better idea amidst conflict, what else could Director Liu say? He nodded immediately: "No problem!"

But Meng Xinle's face looked even worse.

The director had just said he acted poorly, and now you're saying you want to show multiple ways of performing?

He wasn't a person with a large capacity for tolerance to begin with; otherwise, he wouldn't have found Lin Chuyan an eyesore everywhere just because he played the role of Xie Yu.

At this moment, he was gnashing his teeth in hatred, but after Lin Chuyan's outburst, he immediately changed the subject to talk about the scene with the director. If he continued to dwell on this topic, it would seem like he was being unreasonable, wouldn't it?

He had no choice but to force his anger down, almost giving himself internal injuries from holding it in.

How to put it, this grudge was officially set.

However, Lin Chuyan didn't care.

Whatever. If a person doesn't have some edge, sometimes they won't get respect from others—whether it's from enemies or friends.

He wasn't the type of pushover without a temper to begin with. If things were brought to his doorstep and he still only knew how to force a smile...

It's not about anything else—that would be too dramatic. But he would truly despise himself; he would find himself disgraceful.

...

After the daytime scenes were filmed, the night scenes were the difficult ones.

Because they had to move outdoors.

Although the winter temperature in Shancheng didn't reach sub-zero Celsius, it was hard to bear filming at night in short sleeves.

"Achoo!"

After finishing the night scenes and putting on his jacket, Lin Chuyan couldn't help but sneeze.

Suddenly, someone next to him handed over a tissue: "Here."

Lin Chuyan took it and looked up.

What was this person's name again...

Oh right, that Douyin influencer, Pei Li.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

Then Lin Chuyan didn't know what else to say.

Fortunately, Pei Li continued: "Hello, Lin Chuyan, my name is Pei Li."

"I know, I even know you're a Douyin expert."

Pei Li's eyes lit up, somewhat surprised: "Ah, have you scrolled past me?"

"Not really, I don't use Douyin." Lin Chuyan smiled, sticking to telling the truth. "I just heard Su Su mention you during the day. Oh, that's Su He, do you know him?"

"Oh." Pei Li didn't seem disappointed when she heard him say that; she nodded. "The one who looks very fierce."

"Don't look at how fierce he appears; he's actually a good guy..." Lin Chuyan thought about it and decided to say a few good words for his buddy. "Don't you think he looks quite manly?"

Pei Li couldn't help but laugh out loud. She was too embarrassed to say she didn't think so, so she changed the subject: "You all acted so terrifyingly."

"Hey! It's just Acting."

"It just feels very impressive."

"It's alright, it's alright."

"Can you teach me when you have time?"

Pei Li looked at him full of anticipation.

Hmm? Lin Chuyan sensed something wasn't quite right.

Nothing much to say, he answered honestly: "No time."

Pei Li: "..."

He really didn't have time; he was busy as hell every day.

When there was no filming, he still had to read books, practice singing, and work on a bunch of specialized skills.

As for the time outside of work and studies?

That belonged to Ruan Xingyu.