Chapter 397 He sang Guinevere‘s words of praise, but Stella could tell that he meant something else.
She smiled and didn‘t say anything further. Instead, she focused on remembering her script.
“Can I do it like this?”
“Not bad,” the instructor nodded. “When you‘re in front of the cameras, make sure your fighting sequences are meticulous–sharp and precise. Don‘t just focus on hitting your opponents, but on displaying the character‘s personality. Reimagine the original fighting scene in the author‘s mind.”
Stella found that what he said made sense and took his advice very seriously.
A while later, there seemed to be a commotion among the crew, prompting them to look over. Someone had walked out of the dressing room; a rose amongst the thorns that drew everyone‘s attention.
The instructor said mildly, “Seems like the big celebrity is done with her makeup. The entire crew is waiting for her alone... She claims to want to catch up, yet she’s requesting everything to be done from the beginning just because of something trivial she doesn‘t like...”
He subconsciously rambled on his grievances before suddenly realizing that Stella was still next to him. Worried that he‘d said something wrong, he smiled guiltily at her. “I didn‘t mean anyone in particular, don‘t think too much about it.”
Stella pretended that she‘d heard nothing. She didn‘t want to get herself involved in such things. Then, the assistant suddenly came rushing over. “Are you ready?”
“Yes, we are.” “Everything‘s ready over there. We‘ve divided the place into two scenes. Director Bradley will film that scene first. Both of you, go over there and wait.”
However, he did not forget to keep things cordial between them.
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