Chapter 1209: Chapter 1200: Omen (2)
Director Ji was speechless. Isn’t Bo Yan’s appearance quite remarkable? Looking at China’s entertainment circle, in over a hundred years since the film industry began, there have been very few male stars as well-proportioned as Bo Yan. The way Xia Siyu talks about it, it’s as if if China doesn’t produce a dozen Bo Yan look-alikes a year, it’s a complete collapse of facial value.
But "because he’s ugly" is truly a reason Xia Siyu might give. Director Ji nodded, "Alright, how about this, I’ll have the scriptwriter change it a bit, turn the ambiguous subplot into unrequited love. He likes you one-sidedly, is that acceptable? Aside from the romance plot, do you have any other objections to changes?"
Xia Siyu tilted her head and thought for a while, "Not for now."
"Shall we write it like this then? Is it alright if you die saving him in the end?"
Xia Siyu was calm about this, "Sure, as long as it’s not a mutual love plot with an ugly guy, everything else is fine. I trust the scriptwriter and Director Ji."
The word "trust" carried a lot of weight. With those words, if Director Ji didn’t direct well or the scriptwriter didn’t write well, all the blame would fall on them.
It’s fortunate that Xia Siyu is quite popular now and has a bit of say in her role. Otherwise, she’d have to act however the director and scriptwriter wanted, with no choice not to.
After finishing with Director Ji, on her way back, she chatted with Bo Yan on WeChat. Xia Siyu couldn’t be bothered about whether there were eavesdroppers, directly mocking that little fresh meat actor.
She had no idea where this guy came from, or if he had ever learned acting. Honestly, he’s not ugly, just not her type at all. Plus, she always felt there was a certain sinister vibe in his eyes beneath his heavy brows and large eyes, which made her very uncomfortable.
She’s certainly not afraid, nor worried that he’d dare to play tricks. In such a large crew, with Wei Jingjing and Little Tang constantly around her, what trouble could he possibly cause?
"I’ll never call you ugly again. I’m wondering, is capital’s standard for promoting people so low now? Any random face can rise up?" Promoting him is one thing, but to have him act in a romantic subplot with her upfront, and even change the script accordingly without prior discussion.
Goodness, does she, Xia Siyu, seem easy to bully? Previously, during "Storm," even though Shang Feifei had requested changes during the script reading session, there was no conflict with her interests, so she didn’t say much. At least when Shang Feifei made the changes, she consulted everyone and only proceeded with unanimous consent. Who does this newcomer think he is? Is having a daddy in capital that amazing? If so, why don’t you single-handedly carry the box office!
The box office relies on Director Ji, her, and the male lead. When there’s a benefit to be had, they come to share the ticket sales, but when there’s no benefit, they push it all away. Never seen someone so shameless.
Where she was, it was still sunny, over thirty degrees, hot enough to only wear short sleeves. But where Bo Yan was, it had actually snowed a few days ago, he was wearing a down jacket.
Bo Yan laughed and said, "I’m ugly? I’m ugly? If you didn’t think I was handsome back then, you wouldn’t have pursued me so relentlessly."
Xia Siyu scoffed, "Weren’t you doing the same, thinking I looked good? You act like you were at a loss. The moment I kissed you, you went for a deep kiss right away; the moment I flirted, you couldn’t wait to hop on. More eager than anyone else."
"Ahem," Bo Yan was drinking water when messaging her and nearly choked.
There were others around him, so he straightened his clothes, pretending as if nothing happened, and continued to type back: