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<b>Showbiz* Sexy Queen (V)</b>
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When Mei Mu Lan finished her rendition of the scene, the ‘audience’ on the other side of the room still hadn’t recovered from the scene that had just happened.
Mei Mu Lan smiled slightly shyly and said,
“It’s my first time acting, I hope you won’t be offended by my bad performance.”
The words pulled everyone back from the previous scene and the director slowed down to say,
“……Cut …… You truly portrayed the ruthlessness and fickleness of the character. No one knows if the agent is really in love with the man in uniform, but each and every one of us, can feel the realness and complexity of this cheongsam-clad woman.”
So saying, he suddenly sat down in his chair and asked with a broad grin,
“How about that, now that you’ve seen the results, are you satisfied? There is no one in the world who can perform better than her, so if you don’t have any objections, then the role is finalized?”
The crowd immediately nodded vigorously and, having witnessed the facts with their own eyes, all unanimously agreed with the director’s proposal.
Mei Mu Lan smiled lightly and retreated from the other side of the room, she returned to the waiting room, still sitting on the previous sofa, opposite Bai Jieying who was now picking up the letter paper and looking at it carefully.
Mei Mu Lan looked at her and suddenly remembered this incident in the plot.
As mentioned in the novel, Bai Jieying, with the help of the male lead, managed to get the supporting female role in 《The Burial Man》, and this role is the Republican agent that Mei Mu Lan is performing today, but now, according to Bai Jieying’s costume, she should be running for the role of an undercover agent of another tomb raiding family.
It seems that after the failure of the character Mei Mu Lan to die in the novel’s plot, the virtual time order automatically fixed the bug, and the first meeting between the male and female leads, which was scheduled for the funeral, was delayed a lot.
Another woman returned from her interview and the director’s assistant outside shouted to those in the room,
“Bai Jieying, you’re up next.”
Bai Jieying smiled and stomped on the toes of her shoes and said softly,
“Here we go.”
As she walked outside, she stuffed the letterhead into the envelope.
Mei Mu Lan propped her chin on her hand, her fingers playing with her long, curly hair.
She thought to herself: Since she had now been cast in the role, it was time to perform well. From the clips she had performed earlier, the supporting female character was a person with a demonic spirit on the surface and a cold heart, and she did not feel overwhelmed to perform such a role.
She recalls the plot of the novel: After Bai Jieying’s performance, she didn’t get the role of the supporting female character, but in the end the cast chose to have her perform it, the reason being that she took the initiative to go to the male lead in the novel and agreed to become his mistress. And on the third day, after they had slept together for one night, the character who was originally set to play the role, had an accident and fell ill, and Bai Jieying replaced her as the supporting female character.
Now with the whole plot being disrupted, I wonder what Bai Jieying will choose to do afterwards?
But the matter was not her concern for the moment, so she did not pay much attention to it.
Now that she has been selected as the supporting female character, she will be working on the set for about three months or so, and during that time she will find the opportunity to spend a lot of time with Ling Yi Yao. But that alone is not enough.
The villains are ruthless and the most important thing is sincerity and time.
But when the film is finished, they won’t be able to see each other for a few months.
They won’t continue to work together until another play starts shooting and she gets the lead role in 《Love in a Fallen City》.
Mei Mu Lan frowned and tapped her cheek with a long, slender finger.
Maybe she needs to move. She thought of it this way, the original owner had just graduated from university and retired from the school dormitory, if she didn’t buy a house, she would have to live in Aunt Wen’s villa for a long time, this way, she would disturb Aunt Wen’s daily life, and Mei Mu Lan would feel embarrassed; most importantly, although she had plenty of time, she also had to plan every step and calculate carefully.
Taking various factors into consideration, Mei Mu Lan decided to move to the vicinity of Ling Yi Yao’s house.
As mentioned in the plot, Ling Yi Yao will buy a flat in the newly built Jiangnan district in the suburbs in half a month’s time, where she will live most of her free time afterwards.
With this in mind, Mei Mu Lan thought about the money for the house.
She recalled the memories of the original owner, who had performed in national and international folk performances when she was very young, and her mother had kept all the money from these performances in a passbook account, which she could collect when Mei Mu Lan became an adult. And the savings of these ten years are tallied up to be a considerable amount of money, which is expected to be able to buy the whole Jiangnan district.
Now that she had the location and the money, the next step was to buy and renovate the house when she had the time to do so.
Mei Mu Lan secretly thought about it, time passed quickly and in a short while, all the women present had finished their interviews.
And after everyone had waited for about half an hour, the director himself came over and told everyone the result of the casting, which was that Mei Mu Lan and another woman were chosen, while Bai Jieying was not chosen because her performance was too raw and dull.
After the director had finished speaking, the women in the room were all smiling and saying goodbye one after another.
The director said,
“You two are very good actors, so take your scripts today, go back and rest for the day, get your affairs in order, and meet me on set tomorrow morning at 7am, I’ll arrange for two crew members to come and teach you about the set. Do you have any questions? If not, then let’s call it a day.”
Both of them shook their heads, thanked him and left.
After bidding farewell to the director, Mei Mu Lan went to the set to see Ling Yi Yao, and after saying goodbye to Ling Yi Yao, who was wearing a gentle mask, she drove back to Aunt Wen’s house.
Aunt Wen was sitting on the sofa in the living room, her head slightly raised, her long, warm eyes overflowing with despondency and pain.
She was covered in smoke and the ashtray on the coffee table was full of cigarette butts, so it was obvious that she had smoked a lot.
At this moment, when she saw that Mei Mu Lan had returned, she immediately extinguished the long cigarette between her fingers, she went to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulled back the curtain and opened the window.
Before coming over and standing a little further away from Mei Mu Lan, she said,
“Well? What are your next plans?”
Mei Mu Lan bent down to undo the lacing of her high heels, and when she heard this, she tilted her head slightly to look over.
Her figure was reflected in the bright sunlight outside, the curves of her pretty body on full display, the high-waisted, open cheongsam in motion, partly spread out to reveal the long, straight thighs inside.
With a big smile on her face, like a child begging for sweets, she said,
“I was selected and the director said to take a day off today and wait until tomorrow to learn more.”
Aunt Wen twisted the fingers holding the cigarette and she said in a hoarse voice,
“Well, you’ve been out all day, are you hungry? Auntie Wen has cooked for you, now go and warm up.”
With that, she turned and walked towards the kitchen.
Mei Mu Lan changed out of her high heels and closed the door, she went back to her room first, washed the make-up off her face, took off her tight and provocative cheongsam and changed into her everyday casual clothes.
When she had changed, she sat down on the living room chair and in a few moments, three dishes and a soup were brought up and placed in front of her.
Mei Mu Lan finished her meal with graceful movements, wiped the corners of her mouth, and then said,
“Auntie Wen, do you have the bankbook my mother left me? I want to buy a house and move out.”
“clatter”, Auntie Wen’s hands shattered the dishes by accident.
Mei Mu Lan frowned as she got up and walked over, picking up a broom dustpan and sweeping up the fragments, then she cocked her head and asked,
“Auntie Wen, are you hurt?”
Aunt Wen shook her head expressionlessly, her face much paler than usual, and with a trembling hand, she said,
“I’ve smoked too much and my hands are not steady. Sorry, sit down for a while, I’ll look for your bankbook.”
Mei Mu Lan smiled and said,
“Next time smoke less, it’s not good for your health.”
“Hmm, I know.”
When Mei Mu Lan got the bankbook, she immediately drove and went to Jiangnan District to reserve the house. After some formalities to buy the house, she went to the decorator’s office and settled on a room to renovate the home and decorate in the style of the original owner’s character, and she listed down the general renovation requirements.
The next thing to do is to discuss the details of the renovation, which can only be discussed in detail with the decorators when the renovation is official.
After all this, Mei Mu Lan was already a bit tired and after a quick wash and shower, she fell asleep.
The next day, she went to Ling Yi Yao and saw that she was busy acting in a scene from the script, so she sat and waited. On the way, she politely declined the director’s offer to replace her with someone else to teach her, patiently and intently watching Ling Yi Yao’s figure.
After waiting for more than an hour, Ling Yi Yao returned and Mei Mulan immediately picked up the thermos with green bean soup and handed it over.
Ling Yi Yao looked at her face without glancing at her, gave a gentle smile and said,
“How was it? What have you learnt?”
Mei Mu Lan shyly pursed her lips and said,
“You’re a great actor! I didn’t notice anything else but you.”
Ling Yi Yao’s brow twitched: “……”
Mei Mu Lan handed over the thermos again, making its presence known, and said,
“Here’s the green bean soup I made with love. You must be tired after acting for so long.”
Ling Yi Yao’s expression stiffens: “……”
Mei Mu Lan forcefully put the thermos bottle in Ling Yi Yao’s hand, then took out an unopened towel from the satchel on the recliner, tore open the bag and handed it.
Slowly and silently, Ling Yi Yao took the towel and then wiped the sweat stains on her face and the dust on her hands.
When Mei Mu Lan saw her finish wiping, she immediately took the towel back and put it in the bag she had just put it in, muttering under her breath,
“This is the towel with Ling Yi Yao’s fragrant sweat on it, my 1024th collection, which I must keep until the sky and the earth fall apart and the sea dries up.”
Ling Yi Yao’s hair stood on end: “……”
Ling Yi Yao’s heart bursts into tears: “Help, there’s a perverted fan here!”
Mei Mu Lan’s heart is spilling over: “Help, Ling Yi Yao’s sweat smells so good!”