Chapter 5 Guest Performers

  "Alright, all units get ready, cameras will follow at any time." The director, holding a loudspeaker, waved the script in his hand with a heroic and majestic air.

  Walking and stopping, all I can hear are familiar voices, but only one word can describe Feng Hua's current mood: as if in a different world.

  Thinking back to that day, the Chen family went all out to persuade her, citing countless difficulties and dangers in the entertainment industry, but ultimately failed to dissuade her. In the end, they had no choice but to let her go, and Gong Fangling even said a few words with tears in her eyes, making Fenghua both angry and amused.

  Compared to herself, Chen Fenghua was really lucky to have such a reasonable and understanding family, it's just a pity that she can't see all of this anymore.

  "Clear out! Clear out! Who's over there? Get out of here quickly!"

  Fenghua was lightly pushed by someone, and behind him was a young man. The latter saw Fenghua turn around, his eyes flashing with surprise, and he rubbed his hands nervously.

  "I'm really sorry, the director has called cut."

  The director is the king on set, and Fenghua wouldn't make things difficult for this little assistant. He just nodded slightly and smiled, taking a few steps outside to show his understanding.

  Today she came to the film and television city, just wanting to start from an extra actor. Since it was agreed not to rely on the Chen family's power at first, she must do so. Feng Hua has even rented a house of less than 100 square meters outside, and the rent for the first three months is temporarily paid by her second brother. The rent in the future will be paid by herself with her own money.

  After rebirth, her figure and appearance can be said to have surpassed the previous life. The face in her previous life was too delicate and often made people involuntarily overlook her acting skills, focusing on her looks instead, so it wasn't unreasonable for her to be called a flower vase. This life, although her cheeks are still radiant, they are more refined and elegant, and her figure is slender and tall, very eye-catching.

  "Wait a minute." The man stopped Feng Hua, who was about to leave. Sleeping with someone is like having a pillow delivered right to your doorstep - it's perfect! Originally, he thought he would have to put in some effort, but unexpectedly, there was already a suitable candidate available.

  "Are you calling me?" Feng Hua pointed at the tip of her nose with her finger, her bewildered expression somewhat innocent, making the male assistant's heart skip a beat, what a perfect beauty.

  "Uh, it's like this, our crew just happens to be short of an extra, would you like to give it a try?"

  Contract actors are one level higher than extras, after all, extras in the play generally just show their faces and serve as background boards, with basically no lines, while contract actors have a few lines, but only limited to a few scenes.

  Feng Hua had originally planned to go find the bulletin board with recruitment notices, but didn't expect to encounter an opportunity here.

  "Excuse me, who is the director and what role are they playing?"

  With the experience of her previous life, Feng Hua was very cautious in dealing with directors and roles. One major reason she prepared to start from being an extra was that she wanted to try out different roles, rather than being brought up only to leave behind a vase-like impression.

  The young assistant spoke with a hint of pride, "The director is Zhang Jiran, and the role being played is that of a famous courtesan in a brothel."

  Zhang Jiran, with a bitter smile in his heart, originally it was Zhang Mo's play, he is a famous director who makes both male and female stars afraid.

  It's not that he has a big temper or likes to follow the rules, but rather that his personality is tough, on set he says what goes and often doesn't even care about the investor's account, let alone famous stars. As long as you slack off a bit or don't meet his requirements, he'll either scold you harshly or replace you.

  However, it is also because he himself has the ability, and his directed works are well-received and popular, making him one of the top directors in China. Compared to many famous directors who only direct films but not TV series, Zhang Jizhong is comprehensively developed, able to control fast-paced movies as well as drag out 20-30 episode TV dramas.

  Knowing he had to put on a show, Fenghua's heart was pounding slightly, and upon hearing that the character she would be portraying was a courtesan, she became even more nervous.

  Huakui, naturally must be beautiful and unparalleled in elegance, especially the Zhang Jiran version of Huakui. Even if it's a special guest actor, they must have character depth, which can't be easily glossed over. But Fenghua, having experience from her past life, is not an ordinary newcomer either. After some thought, she prepares to take on this role.

  Since we're going to temper ourselves, why not go big and start with Zhang Mó Tóu.

  "Director, do you think she's suitable?" The young assistant was somewhat nervous in front of Zhang Jiran, and didn't even dare to lift his head.

  Zhang Jiran is on the verge of losing his temper. The flower girl who was just replaced was randomly selected from the crowd actors, and although her figure is okay, she's as stiff as a wooden board in front of the camera, like a goose in water, not even as good as Zhang Lao himself taking the stage.

  Looked at the actress who was brought over, hmm, she doesn't look bad, small face with a pointed chin and autumnal eyes, and a head of flowing long hair, height is at least above 1.65 meters, figure is also curvaceous, appearance passes, just don't know how her acting skills are.

  "Alright, take him away to get made up. You, if you don't perform well later, just get out of here. Don't think that your role is unimportant, there are many people who want to be in my play." Zhang Jiran spoke very rudely and casually threw the script over, leaving behind a carefree back of his head. "Hey, you over there, cheer up, don't think you can relax just because it hasn't started yet. Get your costume ready for me."

  The assistant looked at Feng Hua with some sympathy, "Don't mind him, Director Zhang is just like that, he's not targeting you, the previous actor who played your role was also scolded to tears."

  "It's nothing." Feng Hua smiled casually, and Zhang Jiran would not be Zhang Mo Tou if he didn't do so. She had seen him scolding an actor who could be called a superstar in the film and television city during a break, and the latter could only smile and endure it silently. But it was precisely because of this meticulous attitude that Zhang Jiran's movies became a shining brand.

  She was taken to get her makeup done, the makeup artist looked ordinary but had a good temperament, with a head of black hair tied up high, and a few strands of hair on her forehead were wet with sweat, giving off an air of a mature woman's charm. It seems that being a makeup artist under Zhang Jiran is also very stressful.

  "Hello, sorry to trouble you." Feng Hua smiled slightly, very sweetly. She deeply understood the importance of makeup artists and couldn't afford to offend them, or else they could make her look ugly on purpose, and there would be nothing she could do about it.

  "It's okay, it's all work, don't be too unfamiliar, just call me Sister Mo." The makeup artist seemed very professional, and the unhidden admiration in her eyes made Fenghua blush, obediently calling out "Sister Mo".

  "What a lovely and delicate girl, her skin care is really good." Mo Jie chatted while putting on makeup, Feng Hua occasionally chimed in with a sentence, the atmosphere was very harmonious.

  Although it was just a small role, Mo Jie still put in a lot of effort and finally finished her makeup after almost half an hour.

  As she looked up, the girl in the mirror had a pair of stunning autumn pupils, her shining eyes made people unable to look directly at her, her lips were slightly smiling as if telling countless stories. The makeup artist deliberately dotted three points on her forehead with flower petals, adding a few strands of wind and dust, but that face looked even more elegant, contrasting the beauty of the rain and fog even more vividly. Everyone who saw her would feel that she was a woman with a story, but they would want to hold her tightly in their arms, lock her up, and not let others discover her.

  "Ah." The little assistant, who had come in to hurry things along, was suddenly stunned, hardly daring to believe his eyes, as if the stunning beauty from a thousand years ago on the flower boat had stepped down from the painting and was smiling at everyone.

  "It's too beautiful!" The staff on the side couldn't help but praise, Feng Hua looked a bit shy.

  "Everyone says Mo Jie's makeup skills are great."

  "Don't flatter me, it's because you're good at the basics." Mo Jie laughed and joked, "Hey, won't this overshadow the female lead? I should have drawn you uglier if I had known."

  Everyone burst out laughing. Faced with such a promising newcomer, everyone was willing to make friends and connections, waiting for the day when they would truly rise to fame so that they could remember you.

  "Hey, is everything okay in there? We're ready to start filming."

  Zhang Jiran's signature lion roar echoed into the dressing room, and everyone hastily fell silent, continuing to busy themselves or pretending to be busy.

  Even Director Zhang, who had seen and known a lot, was slightly stunned when he saw Feng Hua, but he quickly covered it up and continued to bombard her with his loud voice.

  "Have you read the script? Are you ready? I'm telling you, I'll give you at most three chances. If you mess up the performance, get out of here! Did you hear me?"

  Fenghua was splashed and retreated repeatedly, not because she was afraid, but because she didn't want to ruin her makeup with spittle. As soon as Zhang Jiran finished speaking, she quickly walked away, making the people around her want to laugh but dare not, and could only hold their stomachs in painful endurance.

  "Act 230, First entering the brothel, a."

  Digression

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