Ten minutes later, after finishing the script brought by Zhao Lan, Lin Mucí thought to herself that a film queen was indeed a film queen.
The script she brought was a top-notch good script.
Lin Mucí's successful audition role was a small supporting female character.
However, it was exceptionally important for advancing the movie's main plot.
It was one of the most crucial characters in the entire film!
In the plot, this young girl named Qi Qingling was a female student during the Republic of China era.
She appeared pure as water, with two braids, and looked particularly pure and moving in her Republic of China student dress, but she harbored a heart as tough as steel.
Qi Qingling was outwardly a young lady from a good family.
She attended a progressive girls' school founded by foreigners.
In reality, she was a revolutionary undercover agent!
She eventually sacrificed herself heroically, but managed to transmit intelligence, saving hundreds of comrades.
It could be said that if played well.
It was indeed a good role with a lot of dramatic tension and the potential to leave a deep impression.
Lin Mucí's heart stirred slightly, and she looked up at Ling Qianhe opposite her.
She could only see her own part of the script.
So Lin Mucí was a little curious about what role her "younger brother" Qianhe had obtained.
Zhao Lan had said earlier that Ling Qianhe's scenes were all related to her?
Lin Mucí couldn't help but be curious.
Ling Qianhe was also looking at his script. In the dim light, he quietly finished reading his part of the script. He tapped the script with his fingertips, then looked up at Zhao Lan.
"Lan Jie, you've given me a difficult task."
Zhao Lan looked at Ling Qianhe with the indulgence of a senior towards a gifted junior.
"I've thought about it, and only you can play this kind of role well, which is why I approached you. I was originally told by Chen Fei that you weren't accepting any scripts, and that you even turned down Director Dong's film 'Night Walker,' which was aiming for this year's Golden Elephant. I thought you wouldn't even act in a script tailored for you, let alone a cameo in my small-budget drama. I didn't expect you to agree, and it's a pleasant surprise."
Ling Qianhe nodded. His profile was exquisitely beautiful, with a hint of distraction.
"This script is very good. It's just that I'm afraid it will be difficult for Xiao Ci. I'm taking on this role to challenge myself, as I've never played such an extremely complex villain before. I believe our scenes together will be very exciting."
He looked at Lin Mucí.
His eyes were deep.
Lin Mucí's heart skipped a beat.
What was Ling Qianhe's script?
But Ling Qianhe had already stood up, ready to take his leave. He looked at Lin Mucí, his lips pursed slightly, his voice still polite and distant.
"Lin Mucí, tonight is the ranking announcement for 'Tomorrow's Idol.' You'll come with me."
In Ling Qianhe's van, Lin Mucí sat inside, recalling the days when she was his assistant, and she couldn't help but feel a moment of daze.
Beside her, Ling Qianhe sat upright, his voice low like the mist rising in the dead of night.
"My role is the young master of a warlord. When he talks about work, his attitude is serious. The progressive female student you play approaches me to obtain intelligence. After I discover your ulterior motives, I imprison you and torture you severely, but in reality, my character has fallen in love with you. You are also carrying my child. For the revolution, you would rather abort the child than go with me. In despair, I abuse you to death, and then commit suicide. This is the plot in my script."
Lin Mucí's eyes widened, because she couldn't see anyone else's part of the script, so Ling Qianhe's words had a huge impact on her! She suddenly started coughing, the cold night air catching in her trachea. Her eyes were watering, and she mentally accused the system.
"What the heck, why didn't you tell me beforehand it was like this? Why didn't you tell me my character would be severely abused by Ling Qianhe's character? If you had told me, I definitely wouldn't have taken this role! I might as well have gone to act as a junior sister with Ke Haiyang in an ancient idol drama! Are you trying to mess with me?"
The system mumbled. "How could I know the plot? I don't know either, and I didn't write it. Besides, this movie is good, think about this role, how much room for development it has. A tragic love story between a progressive female student and a warlord's young master, sacrificing everything for the revolution. You chose this script yourself."
Lin Mucí was still coughing. "But why does the person abusing me have to be Ling Qianhe! He's like a lingering spirit, never-ending! This is outrageous!"
The system could sense her intense anger and dared not speak, acting like a turtle pulling its head into its shell.
Ling Qianhe chuckled and handed Lin Mucí a cup of water. "What are you afraid of? Is acting with me that terrifying? I don't eat people."
Lin Mucí was still furious. "Who says you don't! Can't he just find a way to devour her?" However, she kept her complaints to herself. In the narrow car, under the dim yellow light, the young girl's eyes were red, making her look incredibly pitiable. Ling Qianhe said, "This script is quite good, but for a newcomer, it's a challenge. If you don't like it, I'll talk to Lan Jie, and you can back out."
Lin Mucí's mind raced with countless thoughts, and then she gritted her teeth fiercely. "Why should I back out? I don't want to give up." She looked up at Ling Qianhe. Even if Ling Qianhe was going to abuse her severely in the play, with terrible plots like abortion and imprisonment, off-screen, she had a million ways to retaliate. The word "give up" was not in her dictionary. Ling Qianhe looked at the determined and ambitious eyes of the young girl, turned his head slightly, and a dark mist slowly spread in his eyes. Outside the window, dark red roses bloomed wantonly by the flowerbed, their fragrance drifting into the car. His profile was as beautiful as enchanting petals, dreamlike and ethereal.
"Then I will look forward to your performance." His profile was a bit pale. Lin Mucí was still very angry, but she recalled Chen Fei's call about the blood clot in Ling Qianhe's brain, and the system saying his life value was constantly decreasing. He was also working so hard, and had to deal with Madam Ling and his eldest brother's affairs. Lin Mucí looked at his pale face and couldn't help but feel concerned.
"You have the show recording tonight. It'll probably go on until past midnight again. Will he get any rest?" Lin Mucí couldn't help but ask him. "That Qianhe mentor. How is your health? Your workload is really heavy. Do you want me to give you acupuncture? I learned traditional Chinese medicine when I was young." She looked at the young man with her bright eyes.
What she got in return was a sneer from the young man. "I'm doing very well. Aren't you afraid of pricking me to death? With this time, why don't you cure your foolish brain? Don't be so naive, getting splashed with cold water by other girls."
Lin Mucí was furious. "Bah, bah, bah, you scoundrel, you don't appreciate good intentions! Just wait until your life value drops to zero! You arrogant bastard!"