Chapter 6 First Try at Acting

  When making up, the script was quickly scanned because it wasn't an important role, so it was very simple. All that was needed was to show off in front of the male lead and there were only a few lines.

  The music starts, the elegant and ancient stringed instruments sound, Feng Hua has naturally undergone dance training as an actor in her previous life, but when she dances with the music, you can clearly feel the flexibility and coordination of this body, almost instinctively following the rhythm to dance.

  It's no wonder, after all, when Feng Hua entered the industry, her body had already taken shape, and she couldn't compare to Miss Chen, who had undergone professional training since childhood.

  Her sleeves danced lightly, her skirt fluttered, and even Zhang Jiran couldn't find any flaws. At this moment, Fenghua seemed to have transformed into a peerless beauty, every man who saw her couldn't help but be moved. There were many actors with delicate faces in the scene, but no one could compare to Fenghua, they all paled in comparison to her.

  The scholar entered the scene and clearly saw this scene.

  With a swaying waist and hips, the sound of footsteps echoed, her face slightly raised, a pair of enchanting eyes peeked out from behind her long sleeves, gulps, the camera clearly captured the male lead's throat trembling as he swallowed hard.

  "Alright, camera zoom in, get a close-up of the two." Zhang Jiran's voice was low, as if he too feared disturbing the beauty.

  The assistant was a little anxious by the side, according to the script, this scene should only be a close-up of the male lead's face, after all, this girl is just an extra actor, but facing the tyrannical Zhang Mo Tou, he didn't dare to speak out, and could only secretly pray that Feng Hua wouldn't make any mistakes.

  "Sir." Inside the lens, Huā Kuí Māo seemed to curl up her body, and then stretched out freely, her red lips slightly opened and her eyes flowed, at this moment, she was the unparalleled Huā Kuí in the lens, everyone who saw her was as if they had been enchanted by Medusa's magic, unable to move an inch.

  "Ah, miss." The male lead's expression was dull, but it just happened to match the appearance of a naive young man entering a brothel for the first time in the script. The director nodded repeatedly, unaware that this was his true state at the moment, acting completely naturally.

  The music stopped, the dancers ceased their movements, and she lifted her skirt to approach him with gentle steps. As she drew closer and closer to the male lead, she suddenly stopped just a few inches away from him. He could almost smell the faint scent of flowers around her body. Their noses were almost touching, and they gazed into each other's eyes.

  "Are you calling me aunt or mom?" The woman smiled lightly, although she was teasing the male lead, but he didn't have a hint of resentment in his heart, and instead stared at her with a dazed expression as if she were a painting.

  Only able to mutter "I, I" in his mouth, unable to finish a single sentence even after half a day.

  "Haha, what an interesting bookworm." Huakui burst out laughing and turned to leave, leaving behind a delicate and moving back view. The camera captured the slender neck, the waist that couldn't be grasped, and the buttocks that swayed gently in the wind.

  This move seems pretentious, but it fits the identity of the flower master, charming and different from the general flowery vulgarity, even with a hint of elegance.

  "Card."

  Zhang Mo announced the pardon, which should have been the happiest moment for all the actors, but everyone looked at each other with accusing eyes, and someone who didn't understand the situation interrupted this picturesque scene.

  "What are you all staring at?" Zhang Jiran felt inexplicable, and the staff could only lower their heads in unison, pretending that nothing had happened.

  The male assistant came forward and helped Fenghua put on a coat. It was still early spring, and the wind was quite chilly. The clothes of Huakui were extremely thin and transparent, and could not withstand this cold spring breeze.

  "Thank you." Feng Hua sincerely thanked her, after all, she wasn't some kind of celebrity now, and the other person didn't have to bother with this matter. She had always been meticulous in her interactions, grateful for every single person who had helped her.

  "You acted really well." The male assistant praised, even if he wasn't in front of the camera, he could guess that in the previous scene, this girl absolutely stole the show, and even the handsome and charming male lead became a silly goose, completely without charm.

  "Thank you for the compliment." Feng Hua pursed her lips and smiled lightly, revealing a hint of girlishness, causing the people around her to pause in surprise, truly fitting the role of a charming woman.

  Facing others' astonished or admiring gazes, Fenghua appears very calm and composed. Reborn with the acting skills from her previous life, even if she had really been a vase in so many plays and socialized with so many people, she could still hone some acting skills. What's more, Lina called her a natural-born actress.

  Thinking of Lina, her heart ached again, undeniable. This agent had indeed helped her a lot at first, but in the end, it was also she who pushed herself to destruction with her own hands. It's true that Lina rose and fell by her own doing.

  But this desolation did not last long, as Zhang Jiran's lion roar called her back to reality.

  "Call over that lead actress from just now."

  "Xiao Feng, you're being called." The male assistant reminded him in a low voice. In order to avoid associating himself with his former glory, Fenghua introduced himself as Hua Feng.

  Nodding, Fenghua walked towards Zhang Jiran, feeling uneasy in her heart. Had something gone wrong somewhere? Was she too hasty? As she pondered this, Zhang Jiran's large beard was already right before her eyes.

  "Is this your first time acting?"

  Upon hearing Zhang Jiran's words, Fenghua became even more certain that something had gone wrong. Otherwise, why would they mistake her for a newcomer? But indeed, this body was acting for the first time.

  "It's the first time." The first time in this life, with a hint of melancholy added.

  "I said you didn't seem to be in any of the crews before." Director Zhang was relieved, as a director, it's like being a general in battle, and he needs to observe those suitable generals every day. This girl has a unique face and figure, her acting skills are also outstanding, even the close-up shots that can best reveal an actor's flaws are almost perfect. Whether it's her own conditions or control over the camera, she is absolutely a rare talent. If she had acted before, she would have been discovered by experienced directors, and wouldn't be still mixed in with the crowd actors now.

  "Yes, I came to Film City for the first time today and want to see if there are any places recruiting extras."

  Listening to Fenghua's words, Zhang Jiran touched his big beard, feeling a bit unclear and inexplicable. With this girl's conditions in all aspects, she could easily become a more relaxed plane model or something similar, rather than a hardworking extra. After all, being an extra is not easy, with poor treatment and a daily salary of only 50 yuan. If you're lucky, you can even get a boxed meal, but some stingy crews don't even provide that.

  "Why don't you go take some ads or magazine covers?" Zhang Jiran asked with a puzzled expression.

  "Because I want to act."

  Simple words, combined with her resolute and elegant eyes, took on a different meaning. She hadn't removed her makeup yet, but through this girl, Zhang Jiran seemed to have truly caught a glimpse of a certain maiden from a thousand years ago. With an unyielding attitude, she stepped into the position of the flower queen, gathering all sorts of honors and glory around her. Many rich young masters and daughters of wealthy families couldn't even get a smile from her, leaving him somewhat dazed.

  "Are you willing to join the troupe and perform? I can give you a few more scenes."

  Zhang Jiran's words not only made the people around him exclaim in surprise, but also made Feng Hua's mind spin with excitement. This was no ordinary director's invitation, he was Zhang Jiran, the legendary "Big Devil" Zhang.

  "Don't you want to? Is it because you look down on me as a director?" Seeing Feng Hua's excitement, Zhang Jiran made a small joke.

  "How could it be? You're actually Zhang Mo Tou."

  As soon as Feng Hua spoke these words, the scene fell silent, with only Zhang Jiran's face turning dark.

  Blinking again, Windhua slightly pursed her lips, with an innocent little expression.

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