"Cut!" shouted Pierce, the director, and he jumped out of his chair. "Sarah, what are you doing?"
The woman in the thin dress was at a loss. "Huh?"
"What's with your face? Is it your time of the month? You're only scared, you haven't lost any limbs yet. You're acting like you've already been stabbed a hundred times, when everything has only just started. Again!" Pierce scolded her and returned to his seat.
A moment later, they did another take.
Dumbfounded, Selina said to Luke in a very soft voice, "Is this acting? I thought that the actress did quite well. I would've taken out my gun if I ran into her; it did seem like someone was chasing her."
Luke smiled. "You'll see what truly great acting is like today. Maybe you won't look so silly anymore after you watch them."
Selina was dissatisfied. "Are you any better than I am?"
Luke smiled and didn't tell her that as a transmigrator, he had been acting since he was five.
