The director stood behind the camera and looked at Li Beibei in the shots. He had taken a liking to her playful and vivacious vibe, and innate aristocratic aura at first sight. That was why he let an amateur with no acting background play the important role of the young Taiping.
However, Li Beibei turned out to be a classic example of a gifted actress. He did not expect her acting skills to be so good—her lines, emotions, and even her camera sense were flawless.
In addition, Yi Ziyao—who played the Crown Prince, Li Hong—was a veteran actor.
A difficult scene turned out to be so smooth and natural; and completed in just one take.
"Good take."
The director praised Li Beibei and Yi Ziyao in satisfaction.
In the executive office of Fu Corporation's skyscraper.
As Fu Jingmo worked, he looked at the images on his laptop from time to time.
Initially, he would only occasionally raise his head to take a glance. However, he did not know when, but his attention was completely captured by the lithe young girl on camera.
He did not even notice when his assistant—Zhou Weifei—had entered.
He did not expect this girl to be so talented.
"What is it?" Fu Jingmo looked up.
Zhou Weifei held the tablet as he gave a report of the entire day's work schedule.
At the end of it, he reminded him, "Mr. Fu, tonight is the 50th birthday celebration of the Director of Land Bureau. The invitation was sent a month ago. It's held in the banquet hall on the top floor of Caesar Hotel."
Fu Jingmo nodded slightly. "Okay."
After Zhou Weifei was done, he turned around and was about to leave.
However, Fu Jingmo suddenly said, "Let Mr. Niu—Director of Land Bureau—know that I have something on tonight and can't go over. Also, prepare more gifts."
Zhou Weifei was shocked because tonight's function was very important. Fu Corporation was currently bidding for a piece of land to develop a new energy resort.
Many competitors were also eyeing this piece of land. Although the matter was almost certain, it was not a done deal without the government documents.
Mr. Fu's absence from Mr. Niu's birthday banquet at this juncture would give other parties an opportunity.
However, Zhou Weifei did not dare to say anything. Mr. Fu was a person with great foresight and never mixed business with pleasure.
Since he said that he had something on, it must be something important.
On the set.
A group of people gathered at a table for lunch.
Lunch was prepared by the production team's chef. There were eight dishes and a soup, with six people at a table. It looked quite sumptuous.
Liang Feifan happily ate his rice. "The director is so kind. There were only bentos when I was doing the talent show. It was all salad and diet meals every day; I was so depressed. Filming drama is better; at least I'm full."
Li Beibei looked at the table of food and did not pick up her chopsticks for a long time.
Yang Zhenzhen also realized it. "Beibei, why aren't you eating? Aren't you hungry?"
How could she not be hungry? But did this chef have a grudge against her? Almost every dish had coriander. Even the only winter melon pork ribs soup had a thick layer of coriander floating on it.
Li Beibei hated coriander and could not stand anything with the taste of coriander. That was why she did not touch her chopsticks.
Su Qingdai explained purposefully, "Beibei doesn't like coriander."
She even thoughtfully scooped a bowl of soup for Li Beibei. There was a large amount of coriander floating on it. Then, she said, "Beibei, let me help you pick it out."
Li Beibei had been holding back her disgust at eating at the same table as Su Qingdai. How could she eat anything that Su Qingdai's chopsticks had touched?
Li Beibei got up and said with a smile, "I'm not hungry today. You guys eat. I'll go back to the dormitory to rest for a while. I still have wire work scenes in the afternoon."