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Pushed right up to Shu Jin.

“Miss Shu, can you share some fun moments from the shooting process?”

Shu Jin smiled lightly and spoke, “There were many, really, every day had some. Our Director Chen loves long takes, and we enjoyed filming them. We got along well on set, except for occasional disputes over the plot, it was all pretty good.”

Her answer was too official. The journalists, with their well-used clichés, liked to stir the pot and immediately started nitpicking, “Who did you have disputes with? Xiao Yu?”

Shu Jin smoothly passed the microphone to him, smiling brightly at him.

Xiao Yu reacted quickly, “Don’t stir up trouble. I have a great working relationship with Teacher Shu. Don’t broadcast this part, or people might think the male and female leads aren’t getting along on set.”

The room erupted with layered laughter.

“Ever since the first trailer was released, Director Chen has been very tight-lipped, very professionally avoiding leaks. Fans are itching to know more, but there’s no way to feed their curiosity. The styling has received the most praise; it truly captures the feel of the last century. Could you reveal which styling maestro was behind this?”

When the styling was mentioned, the smile on Xiao Yu’s face became more pronounced.

He was very restrained, not glancing in Nan Jiaojiao’s direction.

Director Chen answered, “We hired a styling team; the leading designer didn’t want to be credited. I’m still working on convincing her. If her name appears in the opening credits when the film is released, it’ll mean I succeeded.”

The journalist clicked his tongue, “Working with you is something stylists dream of. There’s even someone who wants to remain anonymous?”

Director Chen said, “I can understand; everyone has their own aspirations.”

Nan Jiaojiao lowered her head, pulling her hat brim down a bit more, and took out her phone to play Sudoku, without the slightest tension from inadvertently becoming the center of attention.

After the media left, Director Chen asked for the site to be cleaned up and to first film the scenes between the male and female leads. He had been waiting for a dance actor. There was a scene where a brothel caught fire, and a masked woman danced madly on stage—not a seductive dance meant to entice men, but a military dance like a female general heading to battle.

This was Song Yuan’s suicide scene.

She had been shooting for a long time but never got into the right feeling. After each NG, she apologized to Director Chen, which left him with no anger. He personally explained the scene, yet Song Yuan still couldn’t grasp the desperate and beautiful feeling of being abandoned, mixed with a heart full of revenge and twisted emotions.

They filmed several more takes, and Song Yuan’s expression was correct, but the dance didn’t have the right feel.

Before joining the crew, Song Yuan was specifically arranged to take lessons, but perhaps she didn’t learn the essence, unable to portray what Director Chen wanted.

“Sorry, Director, can I try another take?” Song Yuan lowered her posture.

Director Chen unscrewed the thermos lid, blew away the two floating wolfberries on the surface, “No rush, take your time, find the feel.”

Song Yuan’s eyes were red, almost at the point of tears. Seeing her dedication, and considering she was a young girl, Director Chen suppressed his temper,

Producer Zhou scanned the area, caught sight of someone playing with a phone against the wall, and bent down to whisper softly, “Director Chen, how about letting Jiaojiao give it a try?”

“You dare let her dance!”

Director Chen’s eyelid twitched severely, “Aren’t you afraid that little temperamental girl will toss a fit at you? I still hope to work with her long-term. If you get her angry, how can I coax her back later?”

Producer Zhou?

There was no need to be so clear about your intentions.

Song Yuan looked up, surprised, “Jiaojiao can dance?”

Producer Zhou said, “I don’t know if she can dance, but when we were filming The Empress’s Killing, she played the masked assassin next to Chu Yao. She just stood in for one scene and went viral.”

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