The director glanced at the producer. He gritted his teeth and pointed at the middle - aged man sitting next to him, then stood up and looked around.
His gaze paused on Ding Ruola for a moment, slid past, and then landed on her again.
"You, go up!"
Ding Ruola turned her head to look around, especially behind her. She looked very carefully for a few times, but there was no one behind her.
"Stop looking! It's you!"
Song Yan was standing beside. She raised her eyebrows and glanced at Ding Ruola, then smiled generously and stepped forward to talk to the director.
There weren't many scenes here, just two lines, and there would be no more scenes for this character after that. Anybody could go up.
"Is that okay?"
Ding Ruola was actually a bit excited. It was her first time speaking in front of the camera.
The director had said there would be no more scenes later and there was nothing else to do today. It would be a good experience.
Ding Ruola readily agreed.
While changing her clothes, she got to know the plot. After she took the stage, she passed the scene in one take.
"Good! Hurry up and change your clothes!"
The director was an old - school one. He liked such straightforward actors.
When Ding Ruola was chatting with Ling Zi in the lounge, Xia Ziyu suddenly interrupted.
"You have great talent. Do you want to consider acting?"
After Ding Ruola finished the scene just now, he watched her performance. Her movements were quick and neat, and her emotional handling was just right.
Most importantly, Ding Ruola's face looked extremely good on camera.
"No, Sister Ruola has her own job."
Ling Zi praised Ding Ruola to the skies. Xia Ziyu sitting beside finally couldn't hold back. He took out his phone and wanted to add Ding Ruola as a friend.
Ding Ruola glanced at Ling Zi, and Ling Zi nodded at her.
If she refused now, Xia Ziyu would surely pester her to add him as a friend.
That's just what a one - track - minded man would do.
Ding Ruola got back a bit late. When she pushed the door open, Fang Siyan was already working in the study.
She lay on the door crack and peeked at the person inside.
"If you want to come in, just come in!"
Ding Ruola stuck out her tongue and trotted all the way to Fang Siyan's side.
"Was it fun?"
Fang Siyan closed the file in his hand and looked up at Ding Ruola with a beaming face.
She must have had a great time.
"It was fun, but I won't be able to watch TV with the same mood in the future."
Ding Ruola told Fang Siyan what she had seen and heard on the set.
"What did you just say?"
Fang Siyan's face suddenly changed. Just now he was beaming, looking at Ding Ruola's happy little face; suddenly his face turned gloomy.
"I also - also - acted."
"Are you really that vain?"
Before Ding Ruola could react, the man in front of her had stood up from the chair. He grabbed Ding Ruola's wrist.
"Do you like the feeling of being the center of attention so much?"
Fang Siyan had never erupted with such emotions before.
The moment he heard Ding Ruola had acted, Fang Siyan felt that the nerve in his mind suddenly snapped.
The thought of Ding Ruola's radiance being seen by so many people, the thought of his precious girl who originally belonged only to him being admired by so many people.
The primitive human possessiveness started to act up.
At first, his disbelief was covered by confusion. He turned his bewilderment into anger, and he wanted to demand something from Ding Ruola with such emotions.
"You can only stand by my side."
Ding Ruola frowned tightly. She could feel a sharp pain on her wrist.
"Old Fang, I only had two lines and one shot! I was just helping out. Don't be angry."
She couldn't understand why Fang Siyan minded this so much.
"Old Fang!"
She felt that Fang Siyan had let go of her hand.
"Old Fang, why don't you allow me to act?"
"Because I..."
Fang Siyan always couldn't say those three words straightforwardly. His tongue got tied and his throat choked.
"Acting is a low - class job."
What was supposed to be sweet words turned into an insult!
Now it was Ding Ruola's turn to be angry. "If you don't like it, you don't have to insult people like this."
Ding Ruola shook off Fang Siyan's hand and went back to her room.
She took off her shoes and lay directly on the bed. She fell asleep soon.
Early the next morning, Ding Ruola went straight to the studio. At breakfast, the two of them were sitting at the same table.
Neither of them spoke first.
Fang Siyan didn't know how to start. He wanted to explain, but no matter what he said at this moment seemed so strange.
Ding Ruola was waiting for Fang Siyan to apologize or give her an explanation.
The two of them didn't say a word until breakfast was over.
The studio was also decorated. It was full of the New - Year atmosphere.
Mei Xuejian wasn't in the company. His workbench was neatly organized, and there was no one sitting there.
Ding Ruola returned to her seat, took out her phone, and sent a message to Mei Xuejian.
[How's Su Rou?]
[Xuejian: What does my sister have to do with you!]
This tone was obviously not Mei Xuejian's.
Ding Ruola thought for a moment and immediately knew who this person was.
[Classmate Su Man, Happy New Year!]
Su Man was just about to ask Ding Ruola how she knew it was her when she looked at the message she had just sent.
This tone and this way of speaking had completely exposed her.
Was Mei Xuejian at the Su family now?
Ding Ruola didn't expect that Mei Xuejian and Su Man's relationship had gotten so good. At school, they used to avoid each other. Now it seemed that seeing was not always believing.
She put down her phone and started to organize the materials.
The costumes, makeup, and props for TV dramas were quite particular. Different characters had different personalities, so their clothes were different. Different time periods and ethnic backgrounds also meant different clothes.
Ancient costumes were basically improvements on the basis of Hanfu.
When she helped Su Rou make the evening dress last time, she had sorted out the information about Hanfu. This time, as long as she studied the characters well, understood the personalities represented by colors, and considered the functionality of the clothes clearly, it shouldn't be a difficult task.
Ding Ruola roughly sorted out the clothes needed.
The protagonist needed five sets of clothes, and the main supporting characters also needed five sets each.
As for those background characters, as long as the color of their clothes didn't conflict with the background and didn't look too jarring, it would be okay.
Jiang Chen received the file sent by Ding Ruola.
"Ruoruo, how about grading the clothes? We can assign the clothes for background characters and non - main supporting characters to the interns."
Ding Ruola thought for a while and agreed that it was a good idea.
After the work was assigned, the heavy burden of designing the protagonist's clothes naturally fell on Ding Ruola.
At the beginning, the protagonist was learning skills on a certain mountain, so Ding Ruola didn't need to design the clothes for this part specially.
After that, according to different settings, Ding Ruola needed to design five sets of clothes.
These days, Ding Ruola basically spent all her time in the studio.
Fang Siyan also had a lot of affairs to deal with, so he never had the time to resolve the conflict between the two of them.
"Ruola, what are you waiting for?"
Lu Hui was holding a milk tea and staring at Ding Ruola.
She thought the boss was obsessed. Why was she staring at her phone all the time?