Film Emperor’s Darling Princess

Chapter 64

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Her only advantage is the back door.

Lin Nuan and the lady boss of Dongying Group were roommates in college. They both worked in fashion design. When the lady boss was browsing Lin Nuan's Hanfu shop, she found Ming Wei's costume photo and thought it fit the image of Princess Minghua. She asked Lin Nuan if she was interested and then recommended her to the crew.

Of course Mingwei was interested. She just didn't have the confidence to make a lot of extra money by filming.

The car arrived. Mingwei wandered outside the Dongying Building for a few minutes before she went in.

There were still more than ten minutes before the audition. Dozens of beauties were arranged to wait in the lounge. Ming Wei sat alone in a corner, silently reciting the audition lines given to her by the staff. It was just a few lines and the content was not complicated. After reciting it, Ming Wei secretly observed the others. Most of them were wearing makeup and looked like they were in their early twenties.

"Song Yao is here too." Two girls in the front row were whispering to each other, discussing the beautiful lady in sunglasses who had just walked in. "Hey, all the big stars are willing to reduce their pay, so we definitely have no chance, we're just runners-up."

Due to her profession, Mingwei doesn't watch many domestic dramas. She basically doesn't know the first- and second-tier stars who have become popular recently. She may have a liking for them but can't name them. However, she quite agrees with the idea of being a runner-up.

Without any expectations, when it was her turn to audition, Mingwei was calm and only a little bit nervous.

The producer, director, assistant director and other key members of the crew were all there, and when they saw Ming Wei, they were all stunned.

Ming Wei was recommended by the boss of Dongying. Director Zhang had seen Ming Wei's photo. The little girl was wearing an apricot-yellow dress and standing under the willow trees by the lake. She had bright eyes and a beautiful smile, like a little princess who knew nothing about the world. She really fits the role of the heroine. Now seeing the real person, Director Zhang unexpectedly found that Ming Wei was even younger than in the photo, with a sweet oval face, a straight nose, and a long neck. She stood there with a sense of style and posture.

"I've read your resume. Can you play the guzheng?" Director Zhang asked first.

Speaking of the guzheng, Ming Wei couldn't help but curl her lips when thinking of Su Cheng's gentle and graceful mother: "My mother is a guzheng teacher."

"No wonder, a traditional instrument like the guzheng can really enhance your demeanor." Director Zhang said approvingly, flipping through the script and choosing a new part for Mingwei to play. There was only one line of dialogue, and the focus was on emotional expression. The staff went to prepare the guzheng, and Mingwei stood aside, quietly brewing her emotions. Thanks to Lin Nuan's nitpicking about her camera performance when she was a costume model, she actually found some feelings when she thought about the plot of the novel.

The guzheng was brought over. Mingwei took off her coat, sat in front of the guzheng, and put on her nails.

Director Zhang shouted, "Start."

Mingwei opened her eyes, remained silent for a few seconds, and concentrated on playing her favorite song: "Spring River Moon Night".

She passed the tenth level of amateur guzheng in high school. Her level is not as professional as her mother's, but she is more than capable of dealing with laymen.

The beauty played the zither, which was a delight to the eyes. Director Zhang listened to a section longer and signaled his assistant to come on stage.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the zither. Mingwei kept moving her hands and looked up curiously. What came into view was an ordinary man's face, but Mingwei, who had met Mu Tingzhou up close and read the original novel, automatically imagined Mu Tingzhou's ancient costume. At that moment, she seemed to have seen a god. She forgot to play the zither and forgot everything. She stared blankly for a few seconds before jumping up in surprise, looking at the other person with bright eyes: "Master, you came to see me?"

In the play, the previous emperor passed away, leaving behind a 15-year-old princess and an eight-year-old emperor. The Prime Minister also served as the Grand Tutor to raise the little emperor and teach Princess Minghua. The Grand Tutor was cold to the outside world, but he was tender and caring to the siblings. Facing such a mature man, the young princess couldn't help but fall in love with him, and every frown and smile was for him.

The lines were read and the audition performance ended.

Mingwei looked at Director Zhang, who nodded without commenting.

After Mingwei left, the producer asked Director Zhang for his opinion.

"The emotions are superficial and too exaggerated." Director Zhang said honestly, "But the appearance and temperament are both plus points, so let's add them to the final selection first."

The producer was relieved. He was the person in charge of Dongying. It was rare for the boss to recommend a candidate. If he didn't even make it to the final selection, he would have a hard time explaining it to the boss. Fortunately, this Miss Ming had a good foundation and won the favor of Director Zhang with her strength. But then again, Princess Minghua was just a vase in the whole play. It was enough for her to be beautiful, and her acting skills were not required to be high.

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Mingwei felt that she and Wang Yingying had a good connection. Just as she came out of the audition room, she bumped into Wang Yingying again.

Wang Yingying wore a snow-white coat and sunglasses, and had a strong aura. As a popular star, she did not need to queue up for the audition and could cut in line at any time. Seeing Ming Wei from a distance, Wang Yingying just felt familiar. As she got closer and closer, she finally confirmed that the woman with the oval face was indeed the mistress who seduced Cheng Yao.

"Are you here for the audition too?" Wang Yingying asked unexpectedly through her sunglasses. After asking, she came to her senses and sneered, "It's different with a sponsor." When she became successful and famous, wasn't Cheng Yao's contribution also part of it

Ming Wei was too lazy to pay attention. When they passed by, Wang Yingying grabbed her arm and whispered in her ear: "I'm not as good as you in seducing people, but compared to acting... you really overestimate your abilities."

Mingwei turned her head and saw that Wang Yingying had already let go of her hand and continued walking forward.

Ming Wei was unhappy, but she really had no confidence in her acting skills. However, everyone was not in the same circle, so there was no need to use her own weaknesses to challenge others' strengths.

“How’s it going? Is there any hope?” Lin Nuan called her just after returning to the apartment.

"Give up. I'm just not cut out for that." Ming Wei deliberately said harsh words to extinguish her best friend's over-inflated expectations.

"I'll go and ask around later."

Ming Wei quickly stopped him: "No, I don't want to use the back door again. Anyway, the money I earn as a translator is enough to support myself. Acting depends on luck. It's not worth owing others for extra money." This audition is a good opportunity, but it is not essential.

After ending the call, Mingwei heated a cup of milk, then opened her notebook and watched the popular drama "Feng Yi" starring Wang Yingying.

The opening is the background story, Mingwei fast-forwards and only watches Wang Yingying's scenes. Wang Yingying is a typical melon-seed beauty, and her ancient costume is very beautiful, but from the audience's perspective, Mingwei can only give her a score of seven. Given the old-fashioned plot and the Mary Sue lines, Mingwei died heroically after persisting for half an episode.

Mingwei collapsed on the sofa. Although she had no hope, she couldn't help feeling restless.

There is a phone call from Cheng Yao.

Ming Wei answered the phone and said before Cheng Yao could speak: "If you are a man, just be quick. If you keep pestering me, I will only look down on you."

There was silence on the other side.

Mingwei hung up the phone and put Cheng Yao on the blacklist. Mingwei felt even worse. She drank the milk in one breath and went shopping with her bag.

While Mingwei was shopping in the mall, the crew of "The Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty" finished the preliminary selection of the female lead. In fact, the crew had already prepared, but the previous female lead unexpectedly became pregnant and regretfully withdrew. In order to catch up with the filming progress, the crew immediately held a meeting in the afternoon to conduct the final selection.

After half an hour of discussion, only two photos remained on the big screen, one of Ming Wei and one of Wang Yingying.

In the seven-member meeting, three people supported Wang Yingying, arguing that Wang Yingying is very popular now, has her own fans, and her acting skills are competent for the role. The three who voted for Ming Wei thought that Ming Wei had a young face and a classical temperament, and looked more in line with the character of Princess Minghua, and there was no problem with her being a vase.

"Three to three, it depends on Director Zhang." The producer leaned back in his chair and looked at Director Zhang.

Director Zhang clasped his hands together, pondered over the photo for a minute, and suggested, "Tingzhou and Princess Minghua are a half-matched couple. Why not let Tingzhou see which one he is more attracted to?"

Six people agreed, and Director Zhang contacted Mu Tingzhou's agent, Xiao Zhao, on the spot.

Xiao Zhao received the photo, smiled, walked to the edge of the swimming pool, and said to the man who had just finished a round of freestyle swimming: "Princess Minghua has finally been selected. Director Zhang, please make the decision." He squatted down, raised the phone in front of Mu Tingzhou, and introduced the first photo: "This is Wang Yingying, I saw her at Guiyun Tower that day."