Chapter 80: Can’t Stand It
The drama she could remember most was Journey to Fairyland, which was filmed by Director Jin. It was a hit drama that year, both the leading and supporting actors in the drama had become famous due to the show. Undoubtedly, Journey to Fairyland was the most famous movie those years. The drama had made the actors and actresses popular, especially those of them that achieved various awards.
Is it possible that the film mentioned by Director Jin was Journey to Fairyland? If this was the case, Yan Huan knew she must partake in Journey to Fairyland. It was a pity she couldn’t join the drama in her previous life, and that she had such a difficult career path as an actress later on.
She wanted to ask more about it, but Director Jin wouldn’t say anything else, therefore she did not insist on getting to the bottom of it. However, since he had mentioned it to her, she should wait patiently and grab the opportunity when it arose. A good opportunity couldn’t be missed; she had missed it a lifetime ago, but she wouldn’t miss it in this life.
The first thing to be noted about playing Hong Yao was that actions speak louder than words.
Hong Yao sat down after everyone left, she took out a cigarette and lit it. She looked tired with her eyes squinted, she was pale, and there wasn’t much depth in her face.
When it was very quiet outside, when the sounds of cars had disappeared, and when you could faintly hear happy laughter outside, Rouge Pavilion was itself again.
All of them were striving to survive difficulties.
It was hard to live but it was even harder to live well.
She smiled ironically.
Director Jin couldn’t help but clench his hand. Her acting was very expressive and fit the character. Her performance was too contrary to his expectations.
The camera lingered on her as Hong Yao raised her eyes and rose to her feet, walked to her bed, and kicked the frame with her foot.
“Sir Jiang, you may come out now. Do you enjoy being a man who hides under the bed to protect his reputation rather than one who honestly comes here? In this world, there’s no man who doesn’t like beauty and cheating, they assume a mock-serious manner but deep down they are men.” Yan Huan spoke without missing a beat, she gave a vivid portrayal of the prostitute.
The bedboard moved and finally, Jiang Chao got out from under the bed. He was badly wounded but he wasn’t in critical condition.
“Thank you,” he said, clutching his chest.
“Ha…” Hong Yao smiled ironically. “Don’t mention it, anyways I didn’t see Sir Jiang, however, please be gentle when you come to investigate Rouge Pavilion in the future, all of us are women and it’s hard for us.”
Then she moved closer and stood behind Jiang Chao, reaching out to hold his waist. Jiang Chao was stunned and stood still.
Hong Yao buried her face in his back. The camera shot the scene close up, so the audience could see as the corner of her lips slightly arched and a tear dropped from her eye.
“Cut,” Director Jin shouted. Indeed, it was a pleasure to shoot a scene with Yan Huan. She could inhabit her role quickly with high skills. She could break into tears at a moment’s notice and she seldom needed to reshoot scenes. She was a natural.