Chapter 401 The Warring States Period
Chapter 401 The Warring States Period
Fu Yibai placed the script on the table and pointed to the cover with his finger.
"The problem with this notebook cannot be solved by modification. It is fundamentally flawed."
The screenwriter wanted to write an epic historical drama, but lacked the ability, and the final product was a hodgepodge.
The historical aspects are not rigorous, the emotional aspects are not solid, and the political intrigue aspects are too childish.
Especially the female lead, Tian Xi, after watching the whole thing, I only had one thought.
Redundant.
This female lead is superfluous.
It's quite obvious that the screenwriter intentionally increased the female lead's screen time.
Lu Zheng must have put in a lot of effort in this."
Jing Tian blushed with embarrassment upon hearing this.
"The script itself has a illogical plot and seriously distorts historical facts. The addition of so many scenes featuring the fictional character Tian Xi makes the relationships between the characters even more absurd."
Jing Tian listened quietly, her expression growing increasingly disappointed.
"If you act in this kind of role, you won't gain any points; you'll just get criticized."
Jing Tian bit her lip.
"But Uncle Lu said this is a big production with a huge investment and a very strong creative team."
Large investment does not necessarily mean high quality.
A strong creative team doesn't guarantee a flawless script.
Fu Yibai softened his tone.
"Tian Tian, you're a junior in college now, and your acting skills are still being honed."
What you need right now isn't to play the lead role in a big-budget production, but to diligently hone your fundamental skills at school.
He looked at her with a serious gaze.
"I don't want you to be in this movie."
Jing Tian was silent for a few seconds, then nodded.
"Then I'll go call Uncle Lu."
She took her phone out of her bag, scrolled through her contacts, and dialed the number.
The phone rang twice before being answered.
"Uncle Lu."
Jing Tian's voice returned to its usual bright and cheerful tone.
I've read the version of "The Warring States".
I'm quitting the acting.
Lu Zheng's voice came from the other end of the phone. It was hard to hear clearly through the receiver, but his tone was obviously surprised.
"It's not a scheduling issue, it's a script issue."
I don't think it's a good idea.
"It's not that I don't want to act now, it's that I don't want to act at all."
I don't think the photos will turn out well.
"Yes, I've made up my mind."
"Then please cancel that one. I'm sorry, Uncle Lu, thank you for your trouble."
"Okay, okay, bye-bye."
Jing Tian hung up the phone, threw it back into her bag, and then grinned at Fu Yibai.
"nailed it."
Fan Binbin had been silent the whole time, but finally spoke up at this moment.
"Decisive enough."
"If Brother Yibai said that the book is bad, then it must be bad."
I'll wait for a better opportunity later.
Fu Yibai reached out and ruffled her hair.
"You should focus on mastering your major courses at school now."
"After you graduate, I'll personally make a movie or TV series for you."
Jing Tian suddenly raised her head, her eyes lighting up instantly.
"real?"
"real."
"Brother Yibai, you mustn't lie to me!"
"I'm not lying."
Jing Tian jumped up from the chair, ran around the table to Fu Yibai's side, grabbed his arm, leaned against him, and smiled so hard her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.
"Great! Great! I want to play the female lead! A really amazing female lead!"
Fan Binbin watched from the side, a smile curving his lips, and shook his head, patting Jing Tian on the shoulder.
"Alright, alright, there are still outsiders here."
Jing Tian then let go of her hand and obediently sat back in her seat, but she couldn't stop smiling.
Filming continued in the afternoon.
Jing Tian moved a folding chair and sat next to the monitor, quietly watching Fu Yibai work.
After finishing work in the evening, Fu Yibai took Fan Binbin and Jing Tian back to the hotel.
Zhang Xinyu had ordered dinner in advance and had it delivered to her room.
The three of them sat at the coffee table in the living room eating, with the TV on, showing local news from Guangzhou.
"Sister Binbin, your crying scene today was amazing."
Jing Tian picked up a piece of char siu and put it in her mouth, speaking indistinctly.
"I almost cried while watching from the side."
"You can do it too if you film for a few more years."
Fan Binbin picked up the soup bowl and took a sip.
"This skill is developed through practice."
"How long will that take to practice?"
"It depends on talent."
Some people can film for ten years and still not be able to shed a tear, while others are born able to get into character in a second.
Your crying scene in "Your Name" was also very good.
Upon hearing this, Jing Tian glanced at Fu Yibai, feeling embarrassed.
"Her crying scene was filmed more than a dozen times, how could it not be good?"
"Brother Yibai~"
Jing Tian threw herself into Fu Yibai's arms and covered his mouth with her hand.
"Waaah, waaah."
Okay, okay, I'm not talking about you anymore.
"We're eating."
Jing Tian playfully let go of his hand, her face still flushed when she returned to her seat.
After dinner, Fan Binbin looked at Jing Tian with ill intent.
"Tian Tian, it's getting late."
"Huh? It's only eight o'clock."
"Your brother Yibai and I are going to take a shower. Do you want to come with us?"
"ah?!"
Jing Tian jumped up from the sofa, her face flushed red, and dared not look at the two of them.
"I...I'm going back to my room now!"
She grabbed her bag, rushed out of the suite without looking back, and slammed the door shut.
Fan Binbin laughed so hard he fell back onto the sofa.
"You're so mean."
Fu Yibai glanced at her helplessly.
"Just tease her, she's so cute."
Fan Binbin stretched.
"But seriously, when are you planning to take this girl in?"
"No rush, she's still young."
"Wait until she's ready."
"You're quite the gentleman."
"Haven't I always been like this? It was you back then too..."
"Don't tell, don't tell."
Fan Binbin covered Fu Yibai's mouth and pulled him towards the bathroom.
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