You are the bright star in my eyes

Chapter 5 The best way to ruin an artist
Not long after, the whole set resounded, the director's roar.

"Mu Xue, are you dead? You didn't react at all!"

"Mu Xue, the lines, say the lines, you are a fart nympho!"

"Mu Xue, the man in front of you is your elder brother, why are you flirting!"

A simple scene can be said to make the director's throat hoarse.

The assistant director looked at the director like this and couldn't help wiping away his sweat. He remembered that Mu Xue was pretty good when she auditioned, why is it so bad today.

And Mu Qinghuan was standing not far away, watching Mu Xue being scolded as a dog.

Mu Xue has a few catties and a few taels. She knows better than anyone else that Mu Xue reads all the scripts she receives, helps her understand the scripts thoroughly, and even plays them directly in front of her.

It can be said that she is a vase, but she is not willing to be just a vase.

And Mu Xue thought that she would leave this ghostly place today, so yesterday she didn't look at what to shoot today. Just now, she just glanced at the lines casually. The more the director scolded her, the more panicked she became, and the more she didn't know how to act.

The director finally compromised, suspended the filming, and asked Mu Xue to memorize the lines.

Mu Xue walked up to Mu Qinghuan with red and swollen eyes: "Sister." Tears fell as she said that, as if she had been wronged by the sky.

After seeing Mu Xue, Mu Qinghuan, who is a good sister, of course had to step aside immediately, and then serve Mu Xue with tea.

When Mu Xue saw the place where Mu Qinghuan was sitting just now, a hint of disgust appeared in her eyes.

"I was a little uncomfortable just now. I sat in your seat for a while. Don't dislike my sister." Seeing the disgust in Mu Xue's eyes, Mu Qinghuan clenched her hands slightly, but she still endured it.

After Mu Qinghuan said that, what else could Mu Xue do, she could only pretend to be obedient and sit down: "Why would I despise my sister?" She said and sat down.

Then Mu Qinghuan started flipping through the script, found the script of the scene that was filmed just now, and handed it to Mu Xue: "Sister, take a good look, don't wait for the director to continue scolding, just now the director scolded you, I feel so distressed, If I had the ability, I would definitely not let you be wronged like this." After speaking, Mu Qinghuan lowered her voice, and the last voice could only be heard by the two of them.

When Mu Xue heard Mu Qinghuan holding her up like this, she immediately felt a lot better, and said pitifully, "Sister, is my acting really that bad?"

"In my heart, how could your acting skills be poor." Mu Qinghuan immediately said, "It's because the director is deliberately looking for something to do. Hey, how could my sister's acting skills be poor."

Mu Xue also felt the same way. She had never been scolded so badly by the director. If her acting skills were really bad, why didn't the previous director say so.

"Xue'er, could it be that your personality is too good for the director? After all, this is a small crew, so how high can the director's requirements be?" Mu Qinghuan immediately showed a jealous expression on his face when he said this. , seems to be ready to fight with the director at any time.

Mu Qinghuan succeeded in pleasing Mu Xue with this appearance. She just liked the feeling of being held by Mu Qinghuan, so she immediately decided to forgive her for sitting on her chair just now: "Sister, you have to know that if you can't bear it, you will make trouble. This showbiz is not so easy to mess with.”

Seeing Mu Xue's current state, Mu Qinghuan sighed slightly: "In this world, good people are bullied, and good horses are ridden by others. It's all my sister's incompetence that makes you suffer." After finishing speaking He hugged Mu Xue in his arms.

But when Mu Xue couldn't see her face, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

In her previous life, Mu Qinghuan had worked as a manager for many years and came to a conclusion that if she wanted to ruin an artist quickly, she would kill her by flattering her.

(End of this chapter)