Chapter – 53
Lin Qingyi couldn’t help but laugh at what she heard. This woman could really make herself laugh to death. Not only did she want to compete with her, but also with the character? Letting her play the role as herself was just a way to better complete the drama. After all, playing someone else would be too difficult for the current Qin Shiyue. It wasn’t about making her identical to the heroine on paper—actors naturally bring their own style. The same role performed by different people would feel completely different. An actor’s job is to integrate into the drama, to appear natural and not awkward.
Lin Qingyi felt that a heroine played by Qin Shiyue as herself would definitely be more dazzling than the one in the script. The vase character was clearly cuter and more likable than the scripted heroine. She had so many fans, and it wasn’t just because of her looks.
Author’s Note:
Lin Qingyi: “I couldn’t feed you, couldn’t kiss you.”
Qin Shiyue: “Hmph, whose fault is that?”
Random little red envelopes dropping!
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Chapter 33
“I’ll help you take off your shoes. A little massage will make it feel much better.” Lin Qingyi knelt on one knee in front of Qin Shiyue, gently removing her shoes.
Even though she knew it was a rehearsal, Qin Shiyue instinctively felt shy, unconsciously pulling her foot back slightly. Yet her foot still landed in Lin Qingyi’s palm. It almost felt as if her ankle had really been sprained—Lin Qingyi’s movements were so gentle and careful.
Qin Shiyue once again realized how good Lin Qingyi’s acting was. Kneeling there massaging her foot, Lin Qingyi seemed to have become the male lead in the drama—tender and full of affection. Although it was just rehearsal, and a perfunctory movement would have sufficed, Lin Qingyi massaged with such seriousness.
The acting was fake, but the physical contact was real.
Qin Shiyue’s ankle, which wasn’t really injured, felt so comfortable under Lin Qingyi’s hands that a tingling sensation ran through her. She became extremely embarrassed at her own physiological reaction. How could she possibly feel this way just from a rehearsal massage? Her face flushed deeply, ashamed at her own lack of professionalism.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore…” For once, Qin Shiyue still remembered her line. She shyly tried to pull her leg back. Though the script called for it, her reaction was truly genuine—she wanted to avoid Lin Qingyi’s touch.
Lin Qingyi looked up at Qin Shiyue and saw her blushing face, resembling a ripe cherry, irresistible enough to bite. She wondered if the “vase” character really didn’t act this well in the drama—so Qin Shiyue must genuinely be shy. A mere foot massage could make her blush like this?
Lin Qingyi grew mischievous and, under the pretense of acting, gently traced Qin Shiyue’s calf with her palm.
The massage along the calf sent an even stronger tingling sensation, and Qin Shiyue was slightly startled by her own feelings, wanting to pull her leg back—but the script didn’t allow it, so she had to suppress the urge.
Luckily, Lin Qingyi didn’t linger too long on the calf, returning her hands to the ankle.
Fang Xinhua had never seen her “second treasure” act so naturally. Seeing Qin Shiyue acting with such authenticity moved her. That shy look was absolutely adorable. But she wasn’t sure whether it was Lin Qingyi’s masterful acting or if the two were just pretending so well that their interaction seemed genuinely affectionate.
Either way, if her second treasure could maintain this state tomorrow, this “loser-turned-winner” drama had a good chance of becoming extremely popular. Fang Xinhua had a premonition that this drama would likely surpass all of her second treasure’s previous works.
“Cut!” Bai Wenxi, acting as the director, called after the scene ended.
Hearing “cut,” Qin Shiyue immediately pulled her foot back, not daring to look at Lin Qingyi.
After Lin Qingyi stood up from kneeling, she said, “Baby, your acting was good—better than I expected.”
“Not at all, it must be thanks to Teacher Lin.” Qin Shiyue felt bashful under the compliment, thinking that she had completely forgotten she was acting at times and had felt extremely embarrassed.
Fang Xinhua and Bai Wenxi exchanged glances. While they weren’t looking earlier, had the relationship already progressed to calling each other “Baby”? Even magnets aren’t this strongly attracted.
“Baby’s acting just now was indeed very natural and excellent. If you maintain tonight’s state tomorrow, it will be perfect,” Fang Xinhua affirmed.
When Qin Shiyue heard Fang Xinhua call her “Baby,” her reflexes were slow, and she only realized just now that Lin Qingyi had also called her “Baby,” and in front of Fang Xinhua and Bai Wenxi. Being called “Baby” by Lin Qingyi felt completely different from being called that by Fang Xinhua. Wait—how could she be a “Baby”? She was focused on her career, determined to be a mature “older sister” type, and a top-tier star in the “sister circle.” Qin Shiyue felt unfair—how could a straight girl like Lin Qingyi be the number one in the sister circle? It didn’t match her merits—she was the pure, untainted “sister.”
“Don’t call me Baby—it makes me look really childish,” Qin Shiyue declared solemnly.
“If you don’t want to be Baby, how about Qinghua Ci?” Bai Wenxi suddenly interjected. She still thought that “Qinghua Ci” sounded elegant, classy, and refined.
Fang Xinhua thought, Bai Wenxi really did have an inexplicable attachment to the name Qinghua Ci.
