Sweet Pet: Xiao Ye's Reborn Little Wife

Chapter 126: Forging Ahead

On the set, the lights were so hot that they seemed to melt people, and the air seemed to be boiling, like a big steamer.

Xiao Jingmo was wrapped in layers of heavy ancient costumes. Sweat continued to seep out from his forehead, gathering into fine beads of sweat and sliding down his cheeks.

His brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes fixed on the script in his hands, his eyes full of distress.

"Why is this line so hard to understand!" Xiao Jingmo couldn't help but complain in a low voice, with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

The assistant beside him quickly handed him a cup of water and said softly, "Jing Mo, you have to work hard. This scene is very crucial. If you perform well, this drama will definitely be taken to the next level."

Xiao Jingmo took the cup of water, took a few gulps, and moistened his dry throat.

He looked across at the actors playing the ministers and said helplessly, "This scene of having to make a decision in response to the ministers' advice, no matter how I perform it, it always feels a little off. It's like it's always missing something."

An actor playing a minister said with a smile, "Teacher Xiao, don't worry, we can do this a few more times. If this feeling is hard to find, you have to try more and you will find it eventually."

The director sat behind the monitor, his eyes fixed on the screen, and shouted loudly: "Xiao Jingmo, be more serious! You are the king of a country now, you must be majestic and have the aura of a king dominating the world!"

Xiao Jingmo took a deep breath, nodded, and tried to get himself back into the state. After a shoot, he walked quickly to the director and asked with anticipation in his eyes: "Director, how is it this time?"

The director frowned, his tone somewhat serious. "It still doesn't work. There's less conflict in your eyes. Think about it, this decision must be painful for you. It's the kind of struggle between power and personal feelings. You have to show that."

After hearing this, Xiao Jingmo felt depressed. He silently returned to his resting place, sat down, stared at the script in a daze, kept thinking about the director's words in his mind, and repeatedly pondered his performance.

At this moment, Mr. Zhang, a veteran actor with whom he had a good relationship, came over, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Xiao Xiao, when performing in a historical drama like this, knowing how to act is crucial. You have to completely immerse yourself in the role and feel his helplessness and inability to control his own actions."

Xiao Jingmo raised his head and said thoughtfully: "Teacher Zhang, I understand, but I just can't find that feeling. It's like there's a layer of window paper that I can't break no matter how hard I try."

Teacher Zhang encouraged him with a smile: "Don't be anxious. Performance is not something you can rush. Practice more, gain more experience, and you will definitely be able to do it."

From then on, Xiao Jingmo kept practicing on the set as if he was possessed.

He stood in front of the mirror, adjusting each movement and refining each expression.

Every time he practices, he seems to be having a deep conversation with the character.

He also exchanged ideas with other actors, pulling them aside and asking, "What do you think this character would think in this situation? If you were to play the role, how would you express this dilemma?" Everyone enthusiastically discussed with him and gave him advice.

On another set, Zhao Qingyu was wearing a specially made costume with all kinds of strange lines and small devices on it, which flashed mysteriously under the lights.

She stood in front of the green screen, like a warrior about to embark on an unknown journey.

"Qingyu, are you ready? This time, imagine that there are exploding starships around you and flames spreading everywhere. You have to use your superpowers to resist the attacks. You have to show that sense of tension and mission." The director shouted loudly, and his voice echoed on the set.

Zhao Qingyu took a deep breath, as if to suppress all her nervousness, and answered loudly: "Okay, Director."

However, not long after filming began, the director yelled "NG." He stood up and loudly instructed, "Qingyu, your movements are too stiff. They need to be smooth, as if you're really fighting against those dangers. And your expression needs to show tension and a strong sense of conviction. You're saving the world!"

Zhao Qingyu felt a little annoyed after hearing this. She bit her lip and said, "I'm sorry, Director. I'll do it again."

However, the repeated NGs were like a mountain, pressing Zhao Qingyu to the point where she felt a little breathless.

She sat aside, her eyes showing frustration, and she looked a little depressed.

"Qingyu, what's wrong with you? Don't be discouraged." Her partner came over and looked at her with concern.

"I feel like I can't find that feeling. It's really difficult to act in science fiction movies. I have tried very hard to imagine it, but it still doesn't work." Zhao Qingyu said a little disappointedly.

Her partner sat down next to her and comforted her: "You have to use your imagination. Imagine those superpowers as part of your body, as natural as your hands and feet. You can try closing your eyes before filming and go over the entire scene in your mind to feel the tension and excitement."

Zhao Qingyu felt like she had grabbed a lifeline after hearing her partner's words. She pulled herself together, closed her eyes, and silently imagined the sci-fi scene in her mind, feeling her mission as the protagonist. Then, she stood up again and continued to devote herself to filming.

Once again filming Xiao Jingmo's scene, the set was so quiet that only the slight sound of the camera could be heard, as if the whole world was holding its breath.

Xiao Jingmo stood in the center. When the ministers began to give advice, his eyes gradually changed, revealing entanglement and helplessness in his majesty, and every subtle movement was just right.

He frowned slightly, pursed his lips, and clenched his hands unconsciously, which showed a struggle between power and emotion.

"Cut! Great!" The director excitedly jumped up from behind the monitor and shouted loudly, his voice full of excitement and surprise. The entire studio suddenly burst into warm applause, and everyone cheered for Xiao Jingmo's wonderful performance.

Xiao Jingmo breathed a sigh of relief, a gratified smile on his face. That smile contained affirmation of his own efforts and relief from the role.

Meanwhile, Zhao Qingyu was giving full play to her skills in front of the green screen. Her movements were smooth and natural, like she was performing a graceful and powerful dance.

Her expression was vivid, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes were full of tension and determination, as if she was really in a sci-fi battlefield, surrounded by exploding interstellar battleships, and she was the hero guarding the peace.

"Very good, Qingyu, that's it!" the director shouted with satisfaction, a smile on his face.

After the filming, Xiao Jingmo couldn't wait to call Zhao Qingyu. As soon as the call was connected, he said excitedly: "Qingyu, I finally performed that scene well today. It was not easy. You don't know how distressed I was before. I felt like I was going crazy because of this role."

Zhao Qingyu smiled happily on the other end of the phone: "Me too. The special effects performance in science fiction films is really a challenge. Those moments when I had to imagine the scenes in front of the green screen were really difficult. But I overcame it, and now I feel a great sense of accomplishment."

"We all have to keep moving forward on the road of acting. Every role is a challenge, and we can't be defeated by difficulties." Xiao Jingmo said with emotion, his voice full of love for the acting career.

"Yes, no matter how difficult it is, we can't give up. We perform for our dreams, and these setbacks will only make us stronger." Zhao Qingyu said firmly, her eyes flashing with love for acting, that light seemed to be able to pass through the phone and intertwine with the light in Xiao Jingmo's eyes.

Xiao Jingmo smiled and said, "Qingyu, do you know? Every time I encounter difficulties, I will think of you. When I think of how hard you work, I feel that I can't lose either."

Zhao Qingyu said shyly, "Me too. You're like my source of motivation. Let's work hard together. I'm sure we'll be able to play more wonderful roles in the future."

"Well, we will discuss acting together in the future and share the joys and sorrows in the performance." Xiao Jingmo said gently.

"Okay, then we have a deal to overcome all obstacles on the road to acting together." Zhao Qingyu responded with a smile.

They shared each other's joy and vision for the future on the phone, as if all the hard work had turned into sweetness at this moment, and their love for acting became even stronger at this moment.