Xia Yitong stood at the door in a daze.
After a while, she knocked on the door again. It was Xiaoxi who opened the door. Xiaoxi took two steps outside cautiously, and then lowered her voice and said, "Ms. Xia, Teacher Lu is on a diet now, so she can't go out to eat."
Xia Yitong asked: "Is it because of the role?"
Xiaoxi didn't know whether she could say it or not, so she didn't say anything.
Xia Yitong said incoherently: "I forgot to make it clear just now. This restaurant often entertains celebrities. It has menus specially prepared for celebrities who are on a diet. They won't make you gain weight. I've been there myself."
Xiaoxi: "Ah..."
Xia Yitong said softly, "Sister Xiaoxi, can you help me ask Queen Lu again?"
The almost coquettish voice almost made the fangirl Xiaoxi unable to control herself. She calmed down her excitement and said, "I'll go in and ask for you, but she's angry now, and there's a 90% chance that she won't agree to let you out, so be prepared."
Xia Yitong agreed.
Xiaoxi went in, and the conversation inside became very light and fragmented. Xia Yitong could only hear fragments of "you" and "she" with her ears pricked up.
"Teacher Lu thanked you for your kindness. She didn't want to go out for dinner today, and asked you to behave well tomorrow." The first half of the sentence was true, but Xiaoxi added the second half on her own initiative. She couldn't bear to see her idol so lost. Sure enough, Xia Yitong, who was listless the moment before, immediately became energetic after hearing the second sentence.
Xia Yitong: "Then I'll go back first. Thank you, Sister Xiaoxi."
"Teacher Xia, please don't call me sister." Xiaoxi felt dizzy and closed the door to make sure that no one inside could hear her. Then she whispered, "I'm your true fan. If you don't mind, you can call me by my name."
"Okay, Xiaoxi." Xia Yitong took the initiative to ask, "Do you need an autograph?"
Xiaoxi touched her body: "..."
What a mistake! I didn’t bring paper and pen.
Xia Yitong pulled out her phone from her pocket, held it in her hand and waved it at Xiaoxi: "Shall we take a photo together?"
Xia Yitong put his arm around Xiaoxi's shoulders, smiled at the camera with a smile that could charm everyone, and said gently, "Come on, one, two, three."
Snap—
Xia Yitong: "It's really beautiful. Let's add WeChat and I'll send you the photos."
Xiaoxi hurriedly took out her cell phone, opened the WeChat QR code and asked her to scan it.
[I have approved your friend verification request, now we can start chatting]
Xia Yitong pressed a few times on the phone screen, and the photo showed that it had been sent successfully: "Did you receive it?"
Xiaoxi was flattered holding the photo: "Got it."
Xia Yitong waved her hand: "Then I'll leave first, see you tomorrow."
Xiaoxi said blankly: "See you tomorrow..."
She stayed outside the door for several minutes, and she was so unexpectedly favored that she felt dizzy when she entered the room. Lu Yinbing, who was sitting on the sofa, finished reading the script in his hand, glanced at her, and said calmly, "What are you doing outside?"
Xiaoxi: "Ah... nothing, I just went back to my room to use the bathroom."
"Yes." Lu Yinbing said, "Bring me my white silk."
Xiaoxi took out a clean white silk from the suitcase and covered Lu Yinbing's eyes with it. Lu Yinbing handed the script to her and said, "Turn off the lights."
After saying this, she stood up from the sofa and walked around the room. Based on her memory of the furnishings in the room, she took the first step hesitantly, followed by the second and third steps, and then she took them very familiarly, but her steps were a little slower, almost the same as those of an ordinary blind person. The white sleeves of her robe swayed like flowing clouds and water, like a ray of feather light in the darkness.
Jing Xiu, played by Lu Yinbing, has quite a few scenes in which she becomes blind. As early as March ago, when she received the script, she had stayed in a closed dark room for ten days. Except for delivering meals, no one was allowed to talk to her. It was like being in prison. She felt the state of mind of a normal person who suddenly becomes blind, and how she should gradually adapt to life in the dark.
Why ten days, not half a month or a month? Because it took Jing Xiu exactly ten days to recover from blindness.
Ten days later, she no longer needed a cane when she came out of her room. Even in an unfamiliar place, she could completely avoid obstacles as long as she walked a few more times.
Xiaoxi watched her walk around the room three times. She stumbled at the beginning, her knee hit the coffee table, she tripped over the leg of the bed and fell to the ground, she got up and continued walking, and finally she finished it in one go.
Lu Yinbing's back was covered with a layer of sweat. She stopped, panting, took off the white silk from her eyes and threw it on the sofa. She didn't bother to take a shower, but walked to the window and called Qin Hanlin. The sunset cast a layer of warm light on her facial features: "Director Qin, do you think it would be better to change to black cloth? Although white looks good, it is too transparent..."
Xiaoxi walked over to put away the things and looked at Lu Yinbing who was polishing the details with Qin Hanlin with a slightly frown.
No matter how much food the ancestors give her, she still needs to have the bowl to carry it. Lu Yinbing has been called a genius since she entered the industry. No one knows how much sweat and even tears she has put in behind her glory. She is almost demanding about details and devotes herself to performance. There are few people in the entertainment industry who can do half of what she does. If she doesn't succeed, Xiaoxi doesn't know who can succeed.
Then again, her idol Xia Yitong is also very hardworking. It would be great if the two of them could film together. When Xiaoxi thought of that scene, her blood immediately heated up. However... Given the harshness of Queen Lu, if her idol really filmed together, it would probably be very miserable...
She is not some fanboy. She is a fan of Xia Yitong simply for her looks. She is embarrassed to see some fans blindly praising Xia Yitong for her superb acting skills. At most, she can only act in idol dramas with such "good acting skills". Compared with Lu Yinbing...
There is an audition tomorrow. Xiaoxi lit a candle for her idol and didn’t dare to think about it anymore.
The next day, 8:40 in the morning.
Cen Siying, Du Ruohan, and Xia Yitong met in the next door room 4005. Cen Siying is the oldest, 33 years old this year, but she is very well maintained and looks only 25 or 26 years old. She is very feminine and very suitable for Chen Qing in the middle and late stages of the film. Only she can handle it with ease. Du Ruohan is 28 years old this year, with a bit of Nordic ancestry and three-dimensional facial features. From a specific image, she is more in line with the appearance of Chen Qing in the play, and her acting skills are acceptable. Xia Yitong is 23 years old, the youngest of the three, with the least experience, and her acting skills are slightly weaker, but Qin Hanlin likes her temperament between youth and maturity, between girl and woman the most.
The three of them met, and Xia Yitong took the initiative to step forward and greeted them: "Senior Cen, Senior Du Ruohan, hello. My last name is Xia, you can just call me Xiao Xia."
Cen Siying was a movie star, and she had little interaction with Xia Yitong. She held her hand and responded with a warm smile, "Xiao Xia, I've heard of you for a long time. I've seen the TV series you starred in, it's very good."
Xia Yitong bent down a little and said sincerely, "Senior Cen, thank you for your praise."
Cen Siying patted the back of her hand and smiled.
Du Ruohan accepted both movies and TV series. She was one of the "Four Little Flowers" in the past. In the past two years, Xia Yitong has stolen a lot of limelight. She looked a little cold and shook her hand lightly: "Hello."
Xia Yitong didn't bother to curry favor with her, so she sat next to Cen Siying. She finally understood why Cen Siying was so friendly to her. There was a little niece in her family who liked her and watched TV all day long.
Cen Siying smiled and said, "I sometimes watch TV and you're always on it. I've got to recognize you even if I didn't know you."
Xia Yitong was a little embarrassed and said, "It just pleases some children, it's not worth mentioning. I revisit Senior Cen's classic "Top of the Mountains" every year, and I have new feelings every time."
Cen Siying showed curiosity and asked, "Oh? Tell me about it?"
"The character of Xiuman is actually very complicated. She is not an ordinary rural old lady. Her husband died, and her son killed his daughter-in-law..." Xia Yitong has really watched the film several times. When she talks about the film, she knows it very well and has her own understanding of the characters. Her eyes are getting brighter and brighter.
Cen Siying listened without interrupting her, and a smile gradually spread to the corners of her eyes. When she finished speaking, Cen Siying smiled and said, "Don't call me senior, it makes me sound old. Call me sister instead."
Xia Yitong pursed her lips and called out embarrassedly, "Sister Cen."
A veteran actor like Cen Siying is very happy to mentor newcomers. Before the time was up, she taught Xia Yitong some acting tips. After listening, Xia Yitong wrote them down in a memo and went back to savor them carefully.
At nine o'clock, the assistant director came over to call people. There was no drawing of lots this time. Qin Hanlin had made the decision, and the first person to be called was Cen Siying.
Cen Siying walked out confidently.
The assistant director came over again and called Du Ruohan away.
Du Ruohan walked to the door and suddenly turned around to look at Xia Yitong, who was so nervous that she didn't know what to do with her hands and feet, and a scornful smile appeared on her face.
Xia Yitong looked back, his lips curled coldly.
Du Ruohan's eyes moved slightly, as if she was surprised that she dared to retaliate.
Xia Yitong thought to herself, "If you respect me, I will respect you. If you want to hit me, I will hit you back. What am I afraid of? Who isn't a little flower? I have more fans than you now!"
Half an hour later, it was finally Xia Yitong's turn.
The door was ajar, but nothing could be seen clearly. The assistant director grasped the door handle and pushed it inward: "Come in."
Xia Yitong took a deep breath and stepped in.