Boom! The sound of thunder and lightning roared.
Just as Lin Fan turned around,
he quickly turned back again.
His face showed a horrified expression,
though this time it looked a bit more stiff.
After all, he couldn’t remember the last time he had felt fear.
Not far away, Lin An'an stood there dressed as a magical girl.
In one hand, she held a magic wand,
and in the other, a red booklet.
Written on it in bold letters was: Labor Contract Law.
It had to be said,
the big star Lin An'an cosplaying as a magical girl had a unique charm.
Originally, the production team had planned for her to wear an ancient costume inspired by "Dongfang Bubai,"
but considering the young audience,
they decided to focus on educational content.
After all, education should start from a young age.
So, the production team went with a new magical girl outfit.
This was something everyone, young and old, had at least heard of.
Even if someone hadn’t, it didn’t matter.
Lin An'an pulled off the cosplay perfectly.
Those who didn’t know her would surely recognize her after the commercial aired.
Lin An'an’s face was slightly flushed, feeling a bit embarrassed.
But as a professional actor, she knew her job well.
As long as the director didn’t call "cut,"
she had to keep going.
For a moment, not only was the production team stunned, but even the extras were captivated.
Including Lin Fan.
Lin Fan swallowed hard, snapping back to reality, and put on a terrified expression.
He staggered backward,
muttering under his breath,
"You... don’t come any closer."
"Don’t come any closer!"
With a thud,
he fell to the ground.
This wasn’t part of the script.
It was because Lin An'an’s appearance had completely mesmerized him.
His mind was filled with thoughts of Lin An'an wearing that outfit and practicing with him.
That’s why he fell.
As Lin Fan sat on the ground,
the atmosphere fell into a brief silence.
Everyone was stunned,
including Lin Fan himself.
It was so damn awkward.
He wanted to rush over and slap Director Liu across the face!
What kind of crappy script was this?
Making him fall for no reason.
He was utterly humiliated.
Damn it!
If the situation allowed,
Lin An'an would have also given Lin Fan a look of disbelief.
How could he even fall like that?
Unbelievable!
Fortunately, it didn’t last long.
As Director Liu excitedly shouted,
"Cut!!!!!!"
Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The nimble Director Liu quickly ran over to Lin Fan.
"Mr. Lin Fan, that fall of yours was like the finishing touch!"
"You must have planned it, right?"
"It completely elevated the show’s effect!"
Director Liu couldn’t stop praising him.
But to Lin Fan, these words sounded strange.
He felt like this fat guy was mocking him!
If it weren’t for all the eyes watching,
especially Lin An'an’s gaze,
he would have slapped this fat guy right then and there.
"Thank you,"
Lin Fan said with a dark expression.
Director Liu finally realized something was off.
"Mr. Lin, about that fall scene,"
"I just improvised it. Please delete it,"
Lin Fan said calmly,
with a hint of threat in his eyes.
Director Liu swallowed hard. He didn’t want to miss this perfect shot.
Moreover, Lin Fan’s acting earlier
showed genuine talent.
It was actually quite good.
After some thought, the director continued,
"Mr. Lin, I have another script here. This time, it’s not a public service ad but a movie! And it’s also a collaboration with Lin An'an."
"For the male lead, I’ve considered a few candidates, but they’re all tied up with other projects. And in terms of acting, I think you’d be a great fit."
"Would you be interested...?"
The movie script Director Liu had was indeed good.
But hiring Lin An'an had already taken a big chunk out of the budget.
And bringing in a well-known male actor
would create a strong combination,
but how much would be left for the director and the crew?
Director Liu felt he deserved a bigger share for all his hard work.
Besides, the main focus of this movie
was on the female lead,
not the male lead.
As long as the male lead’s acting was decent,
it would be fine.
At least, that’s what Director Liu thought.
Lin Fan’s heart leaped with joy.
Another chance to collaborate?
Even better!
With time, feelings could grow.
As long as they were filming a movie,
there would definitely be opportunities for physical contact with Lin An'an.
Even if that didn’t happen,
Lin Fan didn’t want to miss this chance.
He pretended to hesitate for a moment,
then said,
"Alright, I’ll do it."
Director Liu smiled, "That’s great!"
"But delete that fall scene!" Lin Fan added.
Director Liu’s face fell. Damn!
You’re still hung up on that?
Director Liu wasn’t the type to just roll over.
"Mr. Lin, I just remembered there are a few other strong male lead candidates..."
Director Liu said, pretending to consider other options.
Lin Fan’s mouth twitched. He cursed this shameless fat guy in his heart.
"Since that fall added to the ad’s impact, Director Liu, you can keep it."
Director Liu rubbed his chubby hands together, his face lighting up with a smile. "Mr. Lin, after some thought, I think you’re the perfect fit for that movie."
Meanwhile, the production team was already packing up.
Thanks to Lin Fan’s performance,
the shoot went exceptionally smoothly,
exceeding expectations.
The rest, like editing, would be handled by the professional post-production team.
At noon,
Director Liu generously treated the entire crew to a meal at a high-end restaurant.
Since Director Liu had worked with Lin An'an many times before,
he always thought of her first when he had a good script.
And after begging her multiple times,
Lin An'an reluctantly agreed to join the meal.
During the meal,
Director Liu mentioned the male lead for the next movie,
which would be played by Lin Fan, who was sitting nearby.
Hearing this, Lin An'an felt like punching someone!
Lin Fan’s occasional intrusive gaze
made Lin An'an uncomfortable.
From what Yang Jingying and others had told her,
she knew what kind of person Lin Fan was.
The more Lin Fan acted innocent,
the more it disgusted her.
Fortunately, the meal ended soon,
and Lin An'an left in a stretched Lincoln.
She had read Director Liu’s script.
The story was captivating.
If done well,
it could take her career to the next level.
But for some reason,
she just didn’t want to work with Lin Fan.
"Miss, shall we head home, or...?"
the driver asked.
Lin An'an waved her hand, "Just drive around for a bit."
"Yes!"
The driver didn’t ask further, focusing on his job.
Lin An'an was caught in a dilemma.
On one hand, she didn’t want to pass up the script.
On the other, she didn’t want to collaborate with Lin Fan.
At her level as an actor,
she wasn’t working for money anymore.
She wanted to leave a lasting legacy in the film industry,
to secure her place in history.
That’s why she pushed herself so hard.
After all, new actors and actresses emerged every year.
Becoming one of the top, undisputed actresses was no easy feat.
Lin An'an picked up her phone and scrolled through her contacts.
She didn’t have many friends.
It wasn’t that she lacked connections, but very few had her personal social media accounts.
Soon, she found Li Jiaxin among her limited contacts.
Feeling a bit bored,
Lin An'an wanted to vent to someone.
So, she sent Li Jiaxin a meme.
Lin An'an: Hey, beautiful! (A funny black panda meme)
Not long after,
Li Jiaxin replied almost instantly.
Li Jiaxin: Wow~ What a rare guest! How’s the big star doing? (Happy emoji jpg)
Lin An'an was momentarily stunned, then smiled.
She started chatting with Li Jiaxin.
Li Jiaxin was naturally good at talking to beautiful girls.
Soon, Lin An'an found herself spilling everything that had happened that day.
It was all voluntary, and the more she talked, the more she got into it.
Li Jiaxin played the role of a curious bystander,
enjoying the firsthand gossip from the big star.
But this juicy piece of news
left Li Jiaxin feeling more and more uneasy.
Her eyes seemed to burn with fury.
That damn dragon king was stealing from her house?!!
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