We agreed to save the world together, and you said you are the creator god?

"Thank you for your concern, Director. I'm fine. I was just changing clothes and it's not convenient for me to come out."

Feiying spoke leisurely at this time and walked to the door wearing the costume she was going to wear for the next scene.

"Director, look at my hair. It's messed up because of the rain. I don't know how to comb it. And my makeup is almost gone too."

The director felt relieved when he saw that she looked very nervous and showed no signs of illness.

"As long as Teacher Rongrong is fine, her hair and makeup are just minor issues. The hairstylist and makeup artist will come over to prepare Teacher Rongrong for the next show!"

Qian Yuru was so angry that she almost broke her back teeth.

What's going on with this guy?

He looked like a dying sickness just now, how come he recovered so quickly?

But it doesn’t matter, the best is yet to come.

After Feiying's makeup was redone, she continued filming.

Imperial Palace, Emperor’s birthday.

Although Feiying played an unpopular princess, she was a member of the royal family after all, so she still had a place. What's more, she had made sufficient preparations for today.

She took the initiative to stand up and said that she wanted to dance in order to wish her father a long life, good health and great fortune.

Although the emperor had no impression of her child, he still agreed.

So Feiying changed into her dance costume, returned to the banquet, and began to dance to the sound of orchestral music.

The director, producer and other staff members watched the scene and nodded with satisfaction.

It is so rare nowadays to find actors who are good at both singing, dancing and acting.

I have mentioned this dance in this scene to Feiying before, and asked her at that time if she needed a professional ancient style dance teacher to teach her. She laughed and said that as for ancient style dance, she would still decline it little by little.

At that time, he was a little dissatisfied with her "arrogance", but after all, she had won the first place in the talent show and was a popular artist, so it was not good to be too harsh on her.

I was thinking of seeing what effect she would have when she jumped out, and if it wasn't good, I would make further plans.

Now it seems that it saves both money and trouble.

I've seen her dancing various modern dances on talent shows, but I didn't expect that she could also dance ancient style dances with such charm.

Every gesture seems to be painting a flowing picture.

Every rotation carries the sediment of years, making people feel as if they have crossed thousands of years of time, drinking tea and fine wine with the ancients, and discussing poetry and songs.

When the dance ended, they were so engrossed in watching it that they forgot to call out “cut”.

It was Feiying who stopped and waited for a while, then took the initiative to ask the director if there was anything that needed improvement in this dance. Only then did they come to their senses and said it was okay and they could continue to shoot the next scene.

What followed naturally was the emperor's praise for the heroine Feiying, his rewards, and his serious questioning of who she was.

Upon hearing her mention her mother's name, the actor playing the emperor pretended to be shocked and recalled the past.

Then let her go back and sit down.

There were singing and dancing performances afterwards, and among the dancers, a veiled dancer suddenly turned to the direction closest to the emperor, and a dagger popped out from her sleeve. With the pressure on her body, she stabbed straight at the emperor on the high throne.

Feiying frowned when she saw this, and she saw the reflection of the dagger at a glance.

This is!

The situation did not allow her to hesitate, so she rushed over, grabbed the dancer assassin's hand with one hand, and knocked the dagger out of her hand with the other hand.

The dagger hit the ground and made a crisp sound.

The people in the director crew were confused when they saw Feiying suddenly not acting according to the script.

"Cut, Teacher Rongrong, what's going on? Did you remember the script wrong? This scene only requires you to stand up in panic with everyone else."

Feiying glanced at the dagger on the ground and said, "Director, are the props we use real?"

"How is that possible? They are all specially made for acting. For example, this short knife is a switchblade."

"Director, I think we should let the props determine the authenticity of this dagger. Of course, if you want to take it, remember to at least wear gloves and don't damage the fingerprints on it, otherwise it will be hard to explain."

If they hadn't been working with Feiying for some time, they would have thought she was neurotic.

Now, they still called the props team with doubt.

The props team staff followed Feiying's request and picked up the dagger wearing gloves.

As soon as he picked it up, he felt something was wrong with the weight.

He took the dagger again and stabbed the ground a few times, but the blade of the dagger did not move at all.

The director also noticed something unusual at this time.

"Is this prop broken?"

"This is not a prop, this is a real knife."

"what?"

"A real sword?"

The set was in an uproar.

A good prop knife inexplicably turned into a real knife. Anyone who thinks about it would be scared to death.

You know, if the scene had gone according to the script, the dancer who was assassinating the emperor would have stabbed the dagger directly into his body. Even though it wasn't a fatal spot, it was a real knife after all.

If an actor gets injured during filming, it will be a serious matter.

At this time, the director, producer and others also recovered from their shock and surprise and walked towards Feiying.

"Teacher Rongrong, thank you so much for today. If you hadn't discovered the abnormality of the props in time, our crew would be in trouble now."

"Director, you're welcome. I think we should hurry up and investigate why a real knife got mixed into the props, and where did it come from?"

"Teacher Rongrong, don't worry. We will stop filming and conduct an investigation..."

"Director, it should be me. I accidentally mixed them up when I was wiping the props. I'm sorry! I'm really sorry!"

As the director was speaking, the young girl who had been standing in the corner came out trembling and timidly.

"who are you?"

At this time, the props staff hurriedly explained: "Director, she is an intern, she hasn't graduated from college yet, she has just joined the crew for a few days, and she was asked to clean up the props here a few days ago."

The director's tense face finally relaxed.

"Because of the mistake she made, it almost caused such a disaster. Pay her the money and let her go now."

"Yes, director."

"Thank you, thank you director!"

The intern raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, then left with the crew members.

It was a false alarm and the culprit stepped forward. There was still some time before the end of work, so they continued to film the movie as scheduled.

This time, the dancer assassin successfully stabbed the actor emperor with the prop knife, and then the makeup artist came on and put a blood bag on the knife wound. The camera then connected and continued filming. Because of the bleeding from the injuries, everyone stood up, and the scene was in chaos, with everyone shouting frantically for the imperial physician to come and treat him.

After finishing this scene, they continued filming until they finished work in the evening.