Chapter 563: Si Fuqing l s Old Job, His Majesty’s Visit (2)

Translator: _Min

Tang Haiqiu’s hand trembled slightly, and his eyes sharpened, “Seriously?!”

As a director, he was well aware that there were various levels to an actor’s skill.

An actor who could perfectly embody their role was considered to have high acting prowess.

After all, many actors nowadays could only portray superficial emotions, unable to differentiate between tears of joy and tears of sorrow.

But the remarkable veterans could draw their co-stars into the scene with just their gaze and emotional depth.

MO Yishan took a large gulp of waterm “Absolutely true! That’s why I hardly had to exert any effort throughout the process; I just followed her lead.” Tang Haiqiu glanced at the playback on the monitor, “No wonder.”

He had noticed how smoothly the other, less experienced actors performed in scenes with Si Fuqing.

When Si Fuqing wasn’t on set, he found himself calling for cuts over a dozen times.

If he hadn’t been watching closely, he might have thought they were all replaced.

“Isn’t this what you call a natural-born actor?” MO Yishan was still in awe. “I think she’s no less talented than the demon king who first rose to fame in Glenn.”

“Mhmm,” Tang Haiqiu said slowly, “After she finishes this drama, introduce her to the film industry. She should go international.”

MO Yishan, “…Can I say I’m afraid to act opposite her?”

“Alright, today you’ve got just a little bit of the scene left, ” Tang Haiqiu said leisurely. “Do well. When you come back, it’ll be time for her to ‘kill’ you. You’d better strengthen your heart.”

MO Yishan: “…

Today’s final scene involved the Celestial Ruler extracting Sui Yan’s soul to use her body as a vessel for resurrecting the Celestial Queen.

It was the first major climax of the drama.

The setting was a snowy day, and the props were already in place.

The coordinator hurried over, “Director Tang, I’m afraid we can’t shoot today. The snow machine has stopped working.”

“The snow machine broke?” Tang Haiqiu frowned. “Wasn’t it working fine this morning?”

While snow could be added with special effects, the real deal was undeniably more authentic.

The coordinator explained, “It seems like the circuit burned out. The technicians are checking it now, but it might take a while.”

Tang Haiqiu sighed, “If only we had prepared an extra machine.”

In a moment of inspiration, the coordinator blurted out, “Director Tang, isn’t Teacher Si able to summon rain? Maybe you could ask her to try summoning snow?”

Tang Haiqiu responded, “…If you’re not thinking straight, I wouldn’t mind letting her knock some sense into you.”

He had indeed seen the clip of Si Fuqing summoning rain, which had gone viral online.

Summoning rain could be considered a coincidence.

Now, in September, though autumn had arrived and Northern State, close to the far north, was colder than the Southern State, but it was still over twenty degrees Celsius.

If it really started snowing, that would be an act of divine madness.

“Let’s get someone to fix it first,” Tang Haiqiu shook his head. “Let the actors rest for a while. If it can’t be fixed shortly, we’ll shoot this scene tomorrow.” Previously, Tang Haiqiu would never have allowed a shooting halt.

But this time, the shooting had been so smooth that a little delay wouldn’t hurt.

On the set, Si Fuqing had also changed into a bloodied costume.

Sang Yanqing was pleased, “Battle damage makeup, that’s what the audience loves these days. You possess a kind of tortured beauty now, very good.”

“Little Nine, I’ve never seen you like this before,” Yuejian mused, stroking her chin. “It wouldn’t be bad to see this in the drama.”

Si Fuqing paused, then spoke softly, “I wouldn’t dare to be injured like this.”

After Ye Wanlan was gone, she wouldn’t know who to turn to for bandaging her wounds.

“Of course,” Yuejian smiled slyly. “No one could beat you up like this anyway. I must record this to show to the second senior brother later.”

“Mr. Yu will be coming over for a set visit soon,” Sang Yanqing received a call.

“I’ll let the director know.”

“Sister Si!” The child actor playing the Celestial Child ran over, a mysterious look on his face. “Sister Si, do you know what I just heard by the director’s team?”

After Sui Yan was brought to the Celestial Palace by the Celestial Ruler, the other deities looked down on her.

Only a Celestial Child would offer her a helping hand.

Si Fuqing crouched down, gently patting the child actor’s head, “What did you hear?”

“They said Sister Si can summon rain, so you must be able to summon snow,” the child actor said sagely. “But Director Tang said the coordinator was out of his mind and suggested you should knock some sense into him.”

Si Fuqing:

Her fists clenched..