She didn’t bother with that and went straight onto the stage.
Closing her eyes, she quietly waited for Chen Ming to begin.
"Begin!" At the command, Li Xingwan opened her eyes, revealing the utter panic in them, as well as the horror of seeing her own fate. She turned and started to run; her skirt flew up in that moment.
She wasn’t actually running, just acting in place, but she managed to convey a sense that the wind was whipping up her skirt.
Like a flower blooming amidst slaughter, about to wilt away.
Desperately trying to escape, desperately trying to save herself.
"Father Emperor! Father Emperor! Save me!"
But with the city steeped in blood, how could her cries truly bring rescue, bring her Father Emperor to her aid?
She fell hard, a strong sense of shattering overcame her, along with a sense of impending doom, suddenly enveloping her whole body.
It made one want to go and save her.
The soldiers leered at her, one of them reached out and grabbed her skirt. The Princess, in her terror, frantically scrambled to her feet and ran.
Turning around, her face was covered with tears.
Behind her, the city was cold and bloody; she alone stood out like a brilliantly blazing flower about to wilt, drawing everyone’s attention.
Sharing in her sorrow, but also having foreseen her tragic end.
She couldn’t escape the bloodshed.
Running down the city wall, she thought she could continue, only to unexpectedly come face to face with a cold, imposing figure.
In that instant, her pale face, covered in tears, locked eyes with him in the air.
That sense of desperation, and the feeling of seeing her at first glance, made one’s heart jump.
"Cut!" Chen Ming called cut and locked the scene in place.
Full of anticipation! Overflowing with anticipation!!
Li Xingwan was precisely the Princess of the lost nation he was looking for, faced with a city drenched in blood and slaughter, turning around with tears all over.
There was the fear of facing her own impending doom.
There was the awareness of her country’s demise.
Most important was that final moment of pristine horror on her face, the tears shimmering, and the moment she locked eyes with the male lead; the effect was absolutely maxed out.
Even though there wasn’t a male co-star brought into the scene.
Yet, her performance was strikingly realistic.
Even Chen Ming felt that if he had been the one auditioning on scene, he might not have been able to do as well.
She perfectly brought out everything, immersing herself completely.
"Good! That was very good!"
"This is absolutely perfect!" Chen Ming praised her then and there. The others immediately snapped back to reality. They had just been captivated by Li Xingwan’s tear-streaked, pitiful face.
It took a long time to recover.
Especially the moment of eye contact with him.
"That was great, truly great. Miss Li’s acting skills are excellent!" the others, catching on belatedly, reactively joined in the applause.
Including Zhao Kaiyi. Once she snapped back to reality, she also began to clap. It was quite clear she was somewhat shocked.
She had thought that a variety show performer would not have any real acting skills. Yet she was so breathtaking.
This was completely different from what Yang Qinglin had told her.
Luckily, she witnessed it with her own eyes.
She did not speak out against anyone.
She couldn’t help but follow with praise, "The younger generation is getting more and more impressive. Not only is their dialogue clear, but they can also burst into tears at the drop of a hat. Such a foundation in acting, truly does not fall short of the predecessors."
"You flatter me," Li Xingwan replied with a smile, proactively reaching out for a handshake. "I’m still not very well-known in acting. If by any chance I’m fortunate enough to take part in Teacher Chen’s big production, I hope you can give me more guidance on my acting."