âNo big deal. I just think you must be into method acting. Itâs said that actors without professional training tend to lean to method acting. But hey, isnât it better this way? You gain some experience, right?â
âYu Sixing!â Xue Feifei couldnât hold back her frustration, her voice increased noticeably as she said his surname, and then slithered downward as she finished his name.
Yu Sixing only chuckled, âIâm a very open-minded boyfriend. Itâs art, after all. I donât mind you showing off a little. But remember, thereâs a limit to everything, dignity matters even in art. However, I wonât complain if you want to experiment your acting techniques on me tonight, if you get what I meanâ¦â
âYuâ¦â Xue Feifei was fuming, already raising her leg to kick him, when Huang Mi who was fronting, realized that his actress was missing, and quickly turned around asking: âMiss Xue.â
Xue Feifei retracted her leg and shot an angry glare at Yu Sixing. As she opened the door, she flicked her hair and put on a cool face as if nothing had happened. âSorry for the delay; I was just organizing some scripts.â
âNo worries,â Huang Mi shook his head. Not long after, he noticed Yu Sixing lazily emerging from the house with an impassive expression. He just had this hunch that Yu Sixing must have said something to her.
Thinking back to the morning, though his words seemed like an excuse to avoid increasing investments, every sentence seemed to be in Xue Feifeiâs best interests. At least today, no one dared to pull any diva acts. Plus, the way he looked at her wasâ¦
But that had nothing to do with him.
In the entertainment industry, itâs not considered disgraceful, but rather enviable to be associated with someone powerful. Yu Sixing, hailing from a wealthy background, being single, and touting good looks, was a desirable catch for many. For Xue Feifei to be with him was a step up for her.
âDirector Zhao mentioned that there is something we should pay attention toâ¦â
As the afternoon shoot approached, Yu Sixing sat lazily off to one side, wine in one hand, cake in the other, sprawling comfortably next to a soft shooting couch.
After Director Zhao finished explaining the camera angles and moves, how to act out the scene and pull off the emotional tug, a burst of laughter suddenly came from behind them.
Director Zhao and Huang Mi turned around while Xue Feifei rubbed her temples, looking as if she just didnât want to watch anymore.
Director Zhao still politely asked, âMay I ask if Mr. Yu has any ideas?â
âIdeas? None at all. I was just enjoying a few hilarious videos. Quite entertaining.â Yu Sixing put down his phone, picked up his drink, and took a slow sip, âCarry on with your discussions, please donât mind me. The spicier, the better. Or do I have to leave the set?â
Director Zhao looked lost for words, thinking, what the heck, do you think weâre shooting a porn?
âNothing that dramatic. As long as you donât interrupt while weâre shooting, weâre good.â
Yu Sixing grinned, his eyes briefly falling on Xue Feifeiâs extended hand, then quickly sliding over to Huang Miâs face, âOh no, donât worry, Iâm here to observe and learn, especially about method acting. Itâs Stanislavski, isnât it? âAn Actor Preparesâ.â
As soon as the words âmethod actingâ were uttered, although Yu Sixing didnât look at Xue Feifei, she twitched as if someone had poked a pressure point.