Chapter 133: Chapter 133: You’re Not Worthy
“The shooting schedule is a bit rushed, I still have things to prepare, so I won’t accompany you, the talented lady, anymore. You can walk around if you like,” said the director, and then he left.
Seeing the director leave, Zhang Xinwan clenched her fists in anger.
What was this?
Fine! Since they insisted on filming, she would stay to watch them, curious to see if they could continue after she critiqued and posted online the video of Mu Lingyun clumsily playing the Guqin.
So, she went to the shooting location.
An hour later, Mu Lingyun put on her costume and began to shoot the Guqin-playing scene.
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Zhang Xinwan instructed her assistant to start the camera on her phone, aiming it at Mu Lingyun seated before the Guqin.
She stood by, waiting to see Mu Lingyun’s blunder.
The music director handed her a sheet of music, “We’ll add this piece in post-production. If you can’t play, it doesn’t matter, but you must at least look like you can play, otherwise it will be noticeable.”
Mu Lingyun looked at the sheet of music given by the music director and nodded.
“Shall I demonstrate the movements for you?” the music director asked.
Mu Lingyun nodded and stepped slightly aside.
Since it was a movement demonstration, the music director played very slowly, explaining the finger movements during the process.
After playing through once, the music director looked at Mu Lingyun somewhat nervously and asked, “Do you understand?”
The music director wasn’t very hopeful with someone who was touching a Guqin for the first time.
He was even ready to demonstrate again.
“I understand,” Mu Lingyun nodded and said.
Upon hearing this, the music director was stunned, full of disbelief.
“Since you understand, let’s start. Everyone, take your positions,” the director called out with a megaphone.
“Action!”
After filming started, Mu Lingyun began to play the Guqin.
Actually, she had studied the Guqin for many years in Another World, one could say from childhood till adulthood.
Playing this was too easy for her.
Thus, with graceful movements, perfect demeanor, and fluid finger technique, she played the music sheet given by the music director from beginning to end.
At resonant parts of the Guqin’s sound, it was emotive; at its clanging moments, it was forceful.
Not only were the director and the music director stunned, even Zhang Xinwan’s assistant was dumbfounded. She played the Guqin better than their own artists, didn’t she? Where was the look of someone who couldn’t play the Guqin?
Zhang Xinwan’s face turned extremely ugly. She had grown up learning classical folk music since childhood and naturally knew that Mu Lingyun’s playing was not any inferior to hers.
Why was this happening? Why could Mu Lingyun play the Guqin?
After the shot was finished, the director led the applause, “Fantastic, absolutely perfect, done in one take.”
As Mu Lingyun stood up to touch up her makeup, she passed by the visibly upset Zhang Xinwan, snorted, and said softly, “Although your Weibo posts are nonsense, you got one thing right: thinking of teaching me how to do things? You—don’t—qualify!”
“You…” Zhang Xinwan was very angry, but didn’t know what to say.
After touching up her makeup, Mu Lingyun began the next scene.
Soon, the day’s shooting was completed.
Back at the hotel, after taking a shower, Mu Lingyun curled up on the sofa, playing with her phone.
She noticed that more and more people were criticizing her on Weibo.
Even Rong Shaofeng, who spoke up for her, was also criticized.
Fortunately, Rong Shaofeng’s hardcore fans were strong in battle and they protected him.