sbdcsierra Chapter 71 Calculation
Chapter 71 Calculation
Director Lin Qian smiled and said, "Okay, let's get to it. Songchu, you'll act out the scene where Jiang Songchu learns that Yan Congchou is connected to the murderer of his master!"
Zhang Baowang remained silent, but looked up at Jiang Songchu with a smile, and the casting director nodded in agreement.
Jiang Songchu nodded slightly in agreement.
Jiang Songchu slowly closed her eyes, letting her mind immerse itself in darkness.
Every detail of Teacher Fang Zheng's careful instruction from yesterday flashed through my mind.
How to evoke emotions, how to use eye contact and body language to express inner feelings...
In particular, the phrase "to convey feelings from the heart, with sincerity and earnestness," which was emphasized by teacher Fang Zheng, kept echoing in her ears.
She took a deep breath, calming her mind.
When Jiang Songchu opened her eyes again, her gaze had become deep and composed, as if an invisible light shone from her eyes, piercing through the air and freezing in the void in front of her.
In that illusory yet realistic scene, there was no real figure of Yan Congchou standing there, but in the illusion constructed in Jiang Songchu's mind, he was crystal clear, with a face as cold and hard as a stone carving, and his eyes flashing with a complex and unfathomable light.
She slowly stepped into the center of the pre-arranged scene, each step firm yet heavy, as if carrying countless mountains on her back, each step bearing indescribable pressure.
The world around her seemed to stand still at that moment; all the noise and chaos quietly dissipated, leaving only her, the sole focus of this world.
All eyes were fixed on her, and the air was thick with a sense of suppressed anticipation, like the calm before a storm.
"Yan Congchou..."
Jiang Songchu's voice was low and trembling, each word sounding as if it were being squeezed out with difficulty after being tightly clenched by his teeth, filled with disbelief and long-suppressed anger.
Her gaze was like two sharp swords, piercing deeply into the void of "Yan Congchou." Her eyes blazed with fury, a fury at the revelation of the truth and despair at the collapse of trust.
Her hands were clenched into fists, veins bulging, and her body trembled slightly, but not from fear, but as a direct manifestation of her inner pain and struggle.
Jiang Songchu's acting reached an unprecedented peak at this moment. She seemed to have truly transformed into Chi Jiangli, who was filled with pain and desire for revenge after learning the truth about her master's tragic death.
"You...how could it be you?"
"Why...it's you!"
Her voice rose in pitch, filled with disbelief and questioning, tears welling in her eyes, yet she stubbornly refused to let them fall.
That was Chi Jiangli's strength, and also her stubbornness and indomitable spirit.
A complex expression of pain and disappointment gradually appeared on Jiang Songchu's face. Her voice trembled as she uttered the doubts in her heart, word by word.
Why...do you never tell me the truth?
Each word was like a sharp blade, cutting through the invisible air and severing the deep affection between her and Yan Congchou, shattering it into pieces.
Her eyes flashed with a resolute light, as if she had made her decision at that moment.
She took a deep breath, channeling all her pain and anger into a single force, and then vowed bitterly: "From this day forward, our ties are severed! I, Jiang Songchu, swear to seek justice for my master!"
Her voice was firm and powerful, each word like a vow uttered from the deepest part of her heart, filled with unwavering determination.
She gritted her teeth, refusing to let the tears fall, and not wanting to expose her vulnerability to others.
As her emotions escalated, a resolute look flashed across Jiang Songchu's face, her eyes filled with determination. It was her resolve to seek justice for her master, no matter the cost.
Her eyes held a mixture of grief and anger, as well as determination and resolve, and uncertainty and confusion about the future.
A mix of complex emotions made the onlookers feel extremely depressed.
The entire audition was captivated by Jiang Songchu's superb acting skills. Lin Qian was the first to applaud, cheering repeatedly, his eyes full of admiration and amazement.
Screenwriter Zhi Qiao nodded frequently, a glint of admiration in her eyes, praising Jiang Songchu's performance highly.
The casting director was also quietly making notes in his notebook, clearly very satisfied with her performance.
However, only Zhang Baowang maintained his smiling expression, but the smile did not reach his eyes, as if hiding some unknown meaning.
Jiang Songchu was awakened by Lin Qian's cheers. She calmed herself down and seemed to realize what was happening. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and regained her usual calm and rationality.
After bowing to everyone in thanks, she turned and left the audition room.
However, she was unaware of the huge controversy that erupted on set after she left because of her breathtaking performance.
The hidden thoughts and schemes were all brought to the surface by her appearance, making the entire audition scene full of unknowns and variables.
Wen Keling and the other female celebrities waiting for auditions had already seen Jiang Songchu push open the door and come out, but no staff member called out to the next auditionee for a long time.
So a question arose in my mind, and I was instantly filled with doubt and unease, along with a slight sense of foreboding.
A subtle tension seemed to permeate the air. Faintly, the sound of an argument could be heard from the audition site not far away. The distance made it difficult to hear clearly, but it still made people speculate.
Everyone couldn't help but pray silently that as long as it wasn't Jiang Songchu or the currently popular Bai Ye'er, they still had a glimmer of hope.
Wen Keling took the small mirror from her assistant and meticulously examined her makeup, ensuring that every detail was flawless.
After confirming that everything was correct, she prepared for another long wait, casually glancing up at Jiang Songchu, who was packing his things in the distance.
Suddenly, as if struck by a flash of inspiration, a calculating glint appeared in her blue eyes, and she quickly instructed her assistant to take out her phone.
Her slender, fair fingers danced across the screen, quickly weaving a message. After sending it, a smug smile played on her lips as she casually tossed the phone back to her assistant.
She followed Jiang Songchu's receding figure with a deep gaze, as if she were silently plotting something.
The atmosphere inside the audition room was heavy.
Director Lin Qian's face was full of anger, but he still tried his best to restrain himself and reiterated his point of view again and again.
"I think Jiang Songchu's performance is impeccable, and she is definitely the best choice for the female lead."
Zhang Baowang, on the other hand, looked quite relaxed, with his round belly sticking out, and his fingers fiddling with the Buddhist prayer beads in his hand.
He did not respond directly to Lin Qian, but only sneered and remained silent, casting a meaningful glance at the casting director, Director Liao, who was standing to the side.
Seeing this, Director Liao looked troubled, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke out helplessly.