The Rebirth of a Top Star

Shen Nanqiao opened her eyes, regained her composure, and then looked at the person opposite her.

Fang Zihe probably had been filming non-stop the whole time. Now, seeing the bloodshot in Fang Zihe's eyes, Shen Nanqiao quietly asked, "You haven't been filming non-stop, have you?"

Fang Zihe was clearly reserved, but looking at Shen Nanqiao's sleepy appearance, he smiled gently, "Yes, it's too rushed."

Shen Nanqiao thought back on the script for a while and suddenly realized that today's scene seemed to be a kissing scene.

Fang Zihe held the script in his hand. Shen Nanqiao leaned over and styled her hair in a fluffy, exaggerated way. A few strands of hair wrapped around Fang Zihe's shoulder. Before he knew it, Fang Zihe's ears had turned red. Fortunately, they were hidden under his wig, and it was nighttime, so they were not easily noticed.

Shen Nanqiao looked at the part Fang Zihe had underlined and complained, "How come it's already this little bit after just waking up? I'm going to have to get stuck several times."

In other aspects, Shen Nanqiao's acting skills are basically not a concern. The only problem is intimate scenes. Directors who have worked with Shen Nanqiao know that she gets stuck in these scenes.

It's as if they haven't invested any skill points in this area; it's not just slightly weaker, it's completely unstable.

The director shared the same concerns. While the surrounding area was still being tidied up, Director An walked over, patted Fang Zihe on the shoulder, and then looked at Shen Nanqiao: "Are you confident?"

Shen Nanqiao pursed her lips and didn't say anything. Director An knew this and couldn't help but give Shen Nanqiao a light tap on the head. "I don't know what you're thinking. You've made such a simple thing so complicated."

Shen Nanqiao didn't detect any blame in his words, at most a hint of anger at his son's lack of ambition.

Shen Nanqiao had already gone through the required plot once, and the director had already explained the plot to Fang Zihe.

Fortunately, this scene was led by the male lead, and Shen Nanqiao only needed to close her eyes at the right moment, which was enough.

Director An's gaze returned to Shen Nanqiao, who could only nod to indicate that she understood. With a long sigh, Director An sat back down on his small stool, watching Shen Nanqiao and Fang Zihe.

Everyone around remained silent. Shen Nanqiao couldn't count how many people were watching them at the same time. Those gazes were similar to those of the camera behind Shen Nanqiao. Shen Nanqiao's back was tense, unable to relax.

As the person closest to Shen Nanqiao, Fang Zihe was very sensitive to Shen Nanqiao's emotions. He reached out and gently patted Shen Nanqiao's back twice as a way of comforting her.

After realizing this, Shen Nanqiao was able to relax. The two checked the decorations one more time to make sure everything was in order. Then, the clapperboard sounded, and everything was normal.

Until Shen Nanqiao closed her eyes, the reddish light under the lamp made it seem as if everything was still within her perception. A figure appeared in front of her, indistinct and unclear.

Suddenly, Shen Nanqiao pushed Fang Zihe away as he was about to approach, and gestured for him to take a deep breath.

Everything paused. Fang Zihe leaned closer to check on Shen Nanqiao's condition, while the others stood up to rest briefly. Only the director rushed over and gently patted Shen Nanqiao's back.

"I didn't believe Zhao Yinhu when he told me, but you're in much worse shape now than before." Shen Nanqiao was genuinely unaware that Zhao Yinhu and Director An knew each other. Her expression wasn't good, but she forced a smile and said to Director An, "It's okay, don't worry, Director. I'll definitely get it right the first time next time."

Shen Nanqiao didn't know if this was a quirk or what kind of behavior it was, but her imagination, which she shouldn't have, always came up at this time.

Wang Xiaotong, who had gotten up in the middle of the night to watch the show even though there was nothing going on, put his phone away.

She stood beside Shen Nanqiao without saying a word.

Shen Nanqiao paused for two minutes to recover before standing up, glancing at Wang Xiaotong, and asking, "Is my makeup and styling okay?"

After receiving a positive response, Shen Nanqiao found her place and looked at Fang Zihe, who had been silently accompanying her without saying a word, "Let's do it again, thank you."

Shen Nanqiao is exceptionally polite now.

The second take went much more smoothly than the first, except for the director's final comment: "Let's do one more take."

Shen Nanqiao wasn't in a hurry; she had been searching for this state of mind for a long time, and now it was just the right time to use it.

During the break, Shen Nanqiao looked at the man whose clothes made his shoulders appear particularly broad, and finally asked the question she had been wanting to ask: "Have you been secretly training? You seem to have undergone a complete transformation."

Shen Nanqiao was certain that she had not misremembered; the memories of her first time filming were still fresh in her mind.

Fang Zihe's face suddenly showed an expression that Shen Nanqiao was very familiar with, a hint of triumph in his expression.

Shen Nanqiao was quite certain, because the Fang Zihe she knew was always like this; she just didn't know what this one was thinking.

Fang Zihe leaned closer to Shen Nanqiao and said to her, "No, it's just casual practice."

Fang Zihe has no assistants, so no one will share with Shen Nanqiao the moment when he suppresses his cravings and sweats profusely. But now, standing in front of Shen Nanqiao, Fang Zihe will smugly say, "Maybe it's just talent."

Shen Nanqiao didn't believe it, nor did she question it. She simply reached out and touched Fang Zihe's abs, then said, "Indeed, you still need to work harder."

Finally seeing Fang Zihe's expression break down, for some reason, Shen Nanqiao felt that this was the right state to be in. She shook her head, clicked her tongue twice, and turned to leave.

This really got Fang Zihe into action. He stopped pretending to be reserved and followed closely behind Shen Nanqiao, becoming the same little kid who used to bicker with her: "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

Fang Zihe is very confident in his physique, and now that Shen Nanqiao is deliberately provoking him, the two of them seem to be returning to their old ways.

The entire movie ended amidst the bickering and playful antics of a few people. Because of the tight filming schedule, everyone was out filming as soon as they opened their eyes. Even when they were filming, Shen Nanqiao didn't have time to even use her phone.

In the last few days before the matter was about to end, she received a message from the person she had entrusted, saying that everything had been taken care of and all that Shen Nanqiao needed to do now was to go back and personally handle the necessary documents.

This is good news.

Shen Nanqiao sat on a small stool on the sidelines. She hadn't even had a break during the Spring Festival holiday. It wasn't just her; the entire crew hadn't rested either. They even made the dumplings together on the eve of the Lunar New Year.

So the good news is that it's only the end of March, and today the movie is wrapping up filming. To be precise, it's Shen Nanqiao who's wrapping up filming.

In the final scene, Shen Nanqiao brought Xiaoju to the set and saw many faces she hadn't noticed before. The entire crew was there today.

Some are familiar faces, while others are those who rarely appear behind the scenes.

Shen Nanqiao, with her already done makeup and styling, saw that Fang Zihe was also so glamorous, and suddenly smiled.

In the past, even when filming wrapped up, there wasn't such a big commotion, let alone for the small production crew that Shen Nanqiao had previously worked with Fang Zihe on.

It's truly fate that the two have the opportunity to collaborate again.

Their statuses are now more aligned. Shen Nanqiao leaned forward and, seeing Fang Zihe's silent expression, suddenly teased, "A real man like you won't cry, will you?"

Fang Zihe, whose eyes had already been reddening, suddenly froze, wiped away his tears, not a single one left, and looked at Shen Nanqiao with reddened eyes, "It's the last day, I won't hold it against you."