I Transmigrated As A Villain's Mother

586 Showdown

“Now that you’ve read it, are you going to take it?”

Song Ci was a little hesitant. At first, she wanted to take on the role because she had never acted in this type of film before. However, she was worried that the script would affect her too much and that it would be difficult for her to get out of it after filming. She thought for a while before saying, “I don’t know.”

Lu Gan did not interfere with her choice. “Alright. Well, if you like it, take it. If not, then reject it and rest. Since it’s an art film, it’ll be easier to win awards. If you take it, you might even win an award.”

Hearing Lu Gan’s words and seeing the gentleness in his eyes, Song Ci’s heart throbbed. She reached out to hug him and leaned into his arms to calm her emotions. Although she did not think she could win an award, knowing people supporting her no matter what she did was really great.

The main character in the movie was tragic and sad. She was depressed, but she was different from the protagonist. She had a warm and understanding lover, so she might not be trapped in the movie.

However, Song Ci was still in no hurry to give Shi Mingyu an answer. She waited until they got home and finished reading the entire script before calling him. “Who’s the director of this movie? There’s nothing wrong with the script, but I want to know if the director has enough skills to shoot the essence of this film.”

Shi Mingyu was pleasantly surprised. He had been waiting for this answer for several days, and now, he had finally gotten it. He asked in an excited tone, “So you’re interested in this film?”

“A little,” Song Ci replied.

Shi Mingyu was extremely excited. “That’s great. The director of this film is called Qian Wu. He’s not famous, but the scenes he has directed are not bad. You can have a look at them. How about we have a meal together to discuss it?”

Song Ci was puzzled. “I feel you’re putting a lot of effort into this film. Are you on good terms with this director Qian Wu? Why are you so worried about him?”

Shi Mingyu paused for a moment before saying, “He’s a friend of mine.”

Song Ci nodded. “I see… Alright. I’ll watch his movie first. Then, we can talk about other things.”

“Okay. I’ll wait for your call. Don’t forget…” Shi Mingyu said excitedly.

“By the way, does Director Qian Wu know that you gave me this script? What if he doesn’t like me?” Song Ci thought and asked.

Shi Mingyu’s tone was gentle. “He’ll definitely be satisfied with you. To be honest, as a well-known actress, you have the upper hand. He’s still an unknown director. It’s impossible for him not to like you.”

Song Ci did not expect Shi Mingyu to be so direct. She hurriedly said, “An actor’s success is dependent on the brilliance of the script and the director’s excellent shooting skills. So, no matter if it’s a famous director or scriptwriter, as long as they’re capable, I admire them. Just like you, scriptwriter Shi, I admire you very much.”

Shi Mingyu subconsciously smiled at Song Ci’s words. “It’s all thanks to the director. You’re too kind.” As he spoke, he lowered his head. Song Ci was really good with her words. Her acting skills were superb, and her EQ was high. He thought of Qian Wu’s stubborn face. This time, with Song Ci’s help, he should be able to succeed, right?

When he thought of the other party’s self-deprecating smile and his helpless and unwilling eyes, Shi Mingyu’s heart felt gloomy. He politely ended the conversation with Song Ci and hung up the phone. Then, he carefully dialed another number.

At this moment, Song Ci received a call from an acquaintance.

Pang Xiaohui got straight to the point. “I’ve divorced Song He. I’m leaving in two days. You can lay your cards on the table with him, then.”

“Oh,” Song Ci said coldly.

“I really want to see what he looks like at that time. It should be very interesting. If you don’t mind, can you record a video for me? Or can I go with you?” Pang Xiaohui was indignant. Her daughter’s life had been ruined, and Song He could forget about getting better.

Song Ci felt that she was overthinking things. “Although I do hate him, it doesn’t mean that I like you. I don’t have time to record videos for you, nor do I want to see you. I won’t forgive you for what you did to my mother. I’m already being kind by not taking revenge on you.”

Pang Xiaohui guessed that she would refuse. She sneered, “No revenge? Didn’t I get to where I am today because of you? That’s all in the past, though. I’m not stupid enough to offend the current you. Alright. I’m hanging up.” After that, she hung up the phone. It was not that she did not hate Song Ci, but she could not afford to offend Lu Gan. She could only put all her hatred on Song He.