Ye Xian tidied up her hair and clothes, her face brimming with a blissful smile. She ran under the scattered light and swaying shadows with exaggerated and artificial movements, embodying the essence of ’Exercise makes me happy’ and ’I love healthy morning runs.’ After a ’casually’ stylish minute of running, she returned, gasping like a bull, to check the results.
"CEO, how was it? Did you get a good shot?"
Bo Tingshen pressed the stop button.
Ye Xian, grinning with satisfaction, took it over, ready to admire her elegant and handsome running posture when... Who was this short-legged clod in the camera?!
The smile on her face disappeared instantly.
Next to her, the man looked down at the video in her hand, his narrow eyes lightly relaxed, seemingly quite pleased, "Isn’t it cute?"
She thought it was terrifying! She was at least 175 cm tall with her shoes on; how did he manage to film her to look like a 155 cm short-legged person sees?!
Ye Xian ground her teeth as she slowly looked up at him.
No wonder he had been single for so many years! What kind of deadly straight male perspective was this?!!
At Shijing Ancient Town, on the set of "Conquest of the World."
"Step aside, or don’t blame me for my ruthless sword!"
Xia Qingshao, dressed in purple robes and with flowing hair, pointed her long sword straight at the two Kunlun Sect disciples blocking her path.
The head disciple looked at her face, paused for a moment, then drew his sword, "Seeing Master won’t be easy; get past me first!"
After a fierce battle, Zeng Minghui called cut, "Good, this take is a pass. Actors, take a break!"
The actor playing the head disciple walked towards the rest area, holding his arm.
Xiao Nan handed Luo Yuwei a towel and water, "Sister Yuwei, have some water."
As Xiao Nan wiped her sweat, she watched the retreating figure of the ’head disciple’, and gossipingly said, "Sister, do you know who that actor you were acting with is?"
Luo Yuwei shook her head.
"His name is Chang Wei, he is the assistant director’s nephew. However, it seems not many people in the crew know about his background. I only found out when I overheard him talking with Director Chang in the resting room. Despite his young age he is quite humble and diligent, not just here through connections, and willingly plays a minor role."
The assistant director’s nephew?
Luo Yuwei slightly turned her head to look at him.
The boy was sitting under a parasol, holding his arm and cooling off.
A particularly tender voice came from overhead. Chang Wei looked up and quickly stood up, "Senior Luo, hello!"
Luo Yuwei smiled, "I’m not any senior; like you, I’m a newcomer. Just call me Yuwei. I saw you holding your arm just now. Did I hurt you during the fight scene?"
Chang Wei waved his hands, "I hurt myself while practicing; it’s nothing serious."
"Shall I bandage it for you?"
Chang Wei was slightly stunned as the woman had already rolled up his sleeve, taken the nearby medical kit, and started applying medicine with gentle movements.
The woman was very close to him, and Chang Wei could almost smell the faint scent of gardenia perfume on her, lingering around his nose, exceptionally tempting.
The big boy’s face, sunburned by the sun, showed a hint of embarrassment.
Although he was young, because of his uncle, he had been in many groups and had seen many celebrities, especially the high-ranking ones, who mostly looked down on them, the supporting actors and extras, not bothering to say an extra word to them.-------------