Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 196 Playing with the Queen

Although it was only a few words, Ye Ying was probably very upset. When Ye Xiao called "Mom" during rehearsal, she directly refuted, "If you are not in front of the camera, you should save a few words! Being called by you like that , My ears are itching."

Song Xiaoye couldn't help but stare at Ye Ying, pursed her lips, and asked with a smile: "Sister Ying, how did I offend you?! Why, have you been so rude since we met you? Although you are a senior, but now In a film crew, don't you think it's too much for you to leave no room for it?"

"Senior?!" Ye Ying threw away the script in his hand and looked up.The staff of the crew are checking the equipment in the courtyard, and there is still some time before the shooting.

"You want to say I'm old?" Smiling coldly, Ye Ying glanced at Ye Xiao, "I know what you young girls are thinking. On the one hand, relying on years, to suppress seniors! Ye Xiao, do you think I am so stupid that I will be used by you?"

"When am I going to use you?" Ye Xiao really couldn't laugh or cry.

Could it be that Ye Ying was used by younger juniors before?How can I think of people like this—it seems that I have persecution paranoia.

Shaking his head, Ye Xiao tried his best to speak sincerely: "Sister Ying, I really respect you, and I want to learn from you—I never, never thought of taking advantage of you..."

"Even your assistant can speak rudely to me, do you think I still believe that you respect me?" Ye Ying sneered, looked at Song Xiaoye's helpless expression, and said again: "You said just now that I don't leave any room for— Yes, you're right, I just don't like to leave room! In my position, do I still need to leave room for a small role like you?!"

Covering her mouth and smiling lowly, Ye Ying stood up, squinting at Song Xiaoye with eyes full of disdain.

Yes, in Ye Ying's eyes, she is just a small character.

Song Xiaoye smiled wryly and shook her head, when Ye Ying had already walked into the courtyard, she was still staring at her figure.

Yeah, she's a minor character now!But who knows that she will not stand taller than Ye Ying in the future!

"Don't worry about it..."

The peaceful male voice caused Song Xiaoye to turn around, a little surprised.

I don’t know when Liang Weirong came and how much he’s listened to, but Song Xiaoye just smiled, “No, I’m a ball player! The more I shoot, the higher I bounce—I’m full of energy now. Woolen cloth!"

Liang Weirong couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

Maybe it's the same as Song Xiaoye. After a few days of getting along, he feels familiar, and he speaks more casually. He pondered for a while, and then said: "This kind of thing is very common in the circle. If you want to care about it, you won't be able to care about it..."

That's right, seniors suppress newcomers, and famous newcomers despise old seniors. After all, it's all about the word "name".

Song Xiaoye nodded, stood up, and turned around when passing by, "How do you feel about your waist? If you need it, you can ask the assistant to come over to me to get the medicine—but you have to return it to me after you use it up. This is the only bottle I have on hand now."

When I go back, I must cut two bottles from my senior brother.Although the master has been scolding the elder brother for not doing his job properly, the medicinal wine is always available.

Hearing Song Xiaoye's last sentence, Liang Weirong, who was about to speak, smiled wryly, but didn't open his mouth.

He was not a person who liked to trouble others, since Song Xiaoye was so precious, it was naturally difficult for him to ask for it.

Song Xiaoye didn't pay attention to this, and waited for the downstairs patio to call "ready", and she went downstairs "peddling".

Ye Ying is indeed outstanding in acting, no matter how unhappy she was with Song Xiaoye before, but standing in front of the camera, she is definitely a good mother.With that gentle tone, even Song Xiaoye, who knew she was acting, was a little dazed.

"You girl, you know how to be crazy..." Holding Song Xiaoye's shoulder, Ye Ying whispered into Song Xiaoye's ear: "Don't be NG! What I hate the most is the useless little girl who hurt people NG... ..."

Obviously, the smile is so gentle, but the whispers that the camera's built-in recording cannot capture are so unpleasant.

Song Xiaoye's eyebrows frowned subconsciously, and after just a moment, Wang Weijia gave a "click" and stopped.

"Ye Xiao, are you okay? If it hurts, just rest for a while..."

Such a tone is definitely considered gentle. If Song Xiaoye hadn't been injured yesterday, Wang Weijia would probably have yelled at it a long time ago.

Looking at the slightly raised corners of Ye Ying's mouth and the look of disdain in her eyes, Song Xiaoye pursed her lips, "I'm fine! I'm sorry, Director Wang, let's do it again..."

"Camera..."

Almost jogging into the courtyard, Song Xiaoye tiptoed to the back of Ye Ying who was watering the flowers with her back facing her, raised the corners of her mouth, gave a nasty smile, opened her mouth, and just when she was about to yell "Boom", Ye Ying suddenly turned around.

Turn around!

Song Xiaoye's heart was flustered, but she didn't show any surprise on her face.

Not following the script?How much does Ye Ying want to see her make a fool of himself? !

"Oh, Mom..." Shouting softly and crisply, Song Xiaoye stomped her feet, slapped the splashed water on her body with her hands, and complained, "It's not fun at all! Why don't you cooperate with me?"

It was obviously not the dialogue in the script, but she spoke it very naturally, as if she really was a girl who came home from outside and wanted to make a joke with her mother, but was frightened instead. From the dialogue to the expressions and movements, everything was smooth Rushui, it seemed that the script was originally like this, and they also went through several rehearsals.

Ye Ying also laughed, without a moment's pause, she naturally put down the shower water bottle in her hand, helped to wipe the water with her hands, and smiled and blamed: "You girl, you know how to be crazy..."

He spoke the dialogue in the script naturally, as if the scene just now was the plot in the script.

"Ka, OK, the next scene..." Wang Weijia nodded and passed it once.

Wang Weijia likes to give the actors the most space when filming. There was even a time when there was no script, and he just wrote some stories he wanted to express on paper and handed them to the actors on the day of filming, so that the actors could express themselves.

Therefore, the unreasonable performances of Ye Ying and Ye Xiao just now are all within the acceptable range of Wang Weijia, and it doesn't even mean to compare them with other directors.

In the same scene, there was no Song Xiaoye in the next scene. Song Xiaoye stepped back and stood on the corridor on the first floor, watching Ye Ying from afar.

As if aware of her gaze, Ye Ying turned her head, met her gaze, and turned her head with a smile. Surrounded by those assistants, Ye Ying didn't care about Ye Xiao at all.

It's -- unpleasant!
Shaking his head, Song Xiaoye didn't speak, but just stood there, waiting for the next scene of Ye Ying and Liang Weirong's rivalry.

When Yinshuang got home, she just turned around and ran out to meet her friends.But I didn't expect to miss the scene where Hua checked into the "Time" Inn.

Walking into the inn with luggage, Liang Weirong greeted in a low voice: "Is anyone there?"

In the afternoon of March, the warm sunshine fell on the quaint courtyard, the roses in the corners were in full bloom, and the magnolias in front of the porch were just about to bloom. A golden-haired English shepherd barked softly and ran out from the sunlight.

And behind it, a woman wearing an apron came out with a smile, bathed in the sun, with an indescribable beauty.

Mature charm, a slightly shy smile, the flash of style when he raised his hand to stroke his hair, and that hint of mystery with a hint of melancholy.

Liang Weirong's eyes were fixed on Ye Ying's body, and those deep eyes clearly wrote the word stunning.

The two looked at each other, and while smiling, the scene passed by like this.

The combination of actresses, queens, and best actors performed extremely smoothly and naturally, and every shot was a one-shot.I didn't hear that Wang Weijia was dissatisfied with any of them.Moreover, there was basically no need for the director to talk about the scene before shooting, and the progress of the shooting was amazingly fast throughout the afternoon.

Although she was unhappy with Ye Ying, Song Xiaoye couldn't help but say the word "obedience".Fame can be false, but strength is not half false.

Although she refused to accept it, she has not yet reached Ye Ying's level.

Tired of standing, she asked for a small bamboo stool to sit by and watch the performance, and even drew a sketch in her mind.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if she uses the props that will be used later.

After painting, she put it aside casually, and she didn't know when the drama was put away.

When Wang Weijia asked, she knew that the sketches she had drawn had also been accepted.

"Xiao Lu, is this drawn by the one you were looking for? The painting style seems to be a bit different! Well, who drew this? Use this picture when shooting later!"

There are so many artists in Lijiang who come to collect pictures. The paintings of Lihua's paintings were all painted by people in Lijiang, and even the body painting to be painted in the next photo shoot has already found an artist.

Wang Weijia had seen that sketch before, but none of them were as vivid as the one he was holding now.

Although it was just a pencil sketch, the lines and outlines made Ye Ying and the small inn building behind her very peaceful and graceful.

The drama manager also looked over, "This painting..." It's really not the ones he asked someone to draw, "Ah, I remembered, Sister Ye was holding a sketchbook just now!"

Belatedly realizing that what they were discussing was her painting, Song Xiaoye raised her head, a little dazed.

Wang Weijia slapped his knee, "Ye Xiao, did you draw this sketch? I didn't even know you could draw! How is it? Did you learn oil painting or pastel? Have you ever drawn a human body?"

What's the idea?
Song Xiaoye blinked her eyes, but nodded despite being puzzled, "I have studied oil painting, and I also like to paint pastels. Human bodies, I don't paint as much as landscapes."

In her previous life, she liked scenery more than people.

Although she didn't make a living from painting and never thought of selling paintings, there were people who were willing to buy her works for [-] euros. Although she didn't sell them, the grandparents of the Fu family were very proud of it afterwards.

"That's good!" Wang Weijia smiled and turned back, "Ye Ying, look, can Ye Xiao do it? Don't you like to find some inexplicable people to paint your body painting? If Ye Xiao paints, it's better than looking for it from outside. Is your painter strong!?"

Ye Ying frowned, looked at Ye Xiao, but didn't speak for a long time.

Ye Xiao blinked, smiled, and didn't speak.

Diva not willing?She is not willing yet!If it wasn't for Wang Weijia's words, she might not even consider asking her for a high price!
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