Fierce Love: Bringing Wife Home
Chapter 993 - 135: Smooth Filming
CHAPTER 993: CHAPTER 135: SMOOTH FILMING
Chapter 135
The makeup was quickly fixed, and the second round of shooting began.
Yan Yuan walked into the shooting set, the photographer took his position, and everyone nervously watched the two of them.
Everyone hoped their relationship would improve in the second round, otherwise, the shoot really couldn’t continue.
Yan Yuan knew in her heart that if Song Ming didn’t cooperate, the cover shoot would definitely fail.
Failure was not an option on her life path.
An arrogant man, she didn’t believe she couldn’t handle him.
"Mr. Song?" Yan Yuan sat down on the sofa, crossed her legs, and leisurely cracked open some sunflower seeds.
Song Ming snorted coldly, turned his head, and sat on another sofa, clearly not wanting to talk to Yan Yuan.
He was throwing a tantrum.
Yan Yuan wasn’t angry either, continuing to crack sunflower seeds, casually saying, "I finally understand why you haven’t won the Best Actor award in five years!"
Gasp!
The photographer on the side quickly signaled to Yan Yuan, silently urging her not to expose someone’s wound at a time like this.
If Song Ming walked off in a huff, it would be Yan Yuan’s responsibility, an inescapable one.
Upon hearing this, Song Ming, like a small tiger with its fur standing on end, immediately jumped up from the sofa, stormed over to Yan Yuan, and with a fierce look said, "Woman, if you dare, say it again."
"What, I’m pointing out your flaws, and you don’t want to hear it? Or would you prefer not to win the Best Actor award even a decade from now?" Yan Yuan wasn’t afraid of him at all, even though he was towering over her.
She spoke with a slight smile, "Forget it if you don’t want to hear it. I’m just kindly reminding you."
"I... I am currently a popular actress. Do I need a newbie like you to remind me? Do I need you to teach me?" Song Ming said bluntly.
Yan Yuan looked at the agitation and wavering in his eyes, couldn’t help but laugh, "Alright then, wait until I as the newbie grow stronger. Then forget about the Best Actor award, you might not even retain your standing as a star actress."
"You!" Song Ming was so angry he could spit blood. Today’s shoot was the most frustrating since his debut.
Being provoked to such an extent, he no longer wanted to leave.
Today, he must teach this ignorant woman a lesson, let her see the difference between a top star and an unknown tier.
"Fine, forget it, just pretend I never said anything. Staff, Mr. Song is currently upset, give him a ten-minute break, and pour him a glass of water." Yan Yuan continued cracking sunflower seeds.
Song Ming was so stunned he couldn’t say a word.
Looking at the calm woman on the sofa, he could almost be sure that she was fearless and bold.
Perhaps Yan Yuan was just this kind of person.
"Aren’t you afraid that after shooting this, you won’t get any more roles?" Song Ming asked through clenched teeth.
Yan Yuan chuckled lightly, "Of course not, I’m currently filming a big project, and after that, I have variety shows lined up. If I want to do films, there will be investors."
"Ha, just who do you think you are!" Song Ming was so choked with anger he couldn’t speak. "Tell me, why haven’t I become Best Actor in five years?"
In the end, his curiosity finally won over his rationality, dismissively asking Yan Yuan.
"Because, your acting skills aren’t good at all!" Yan Yuan was waiting for this very line.
Clearly, this statement further provoked the man in front of her.
Song Ming jumped up like a maniac, "Saying my acting isn’t good, who do you think you are! I was acting before you were even big enough to know, you’d better call me a senior no matter what."
"You can’t even shoot a magazine cover well and still claim you have good acting skills. Then when you’re acting, you surely can’t control your temper, you’re definitely performing subpar. I think the judges have keen eyes indeed." Yan Yuan aimed straight to provoke Song Ming.
Song Ming’s face turned bright red with anger. He was almost on the verge of dragging Yan Yuan off the sofa and giving her a good beating.
"Who says I can’t shoot a cover, woman don’t think that by goading me, I’ll cave in. I just don’t want to shoot with you." Song Ming pointed at Yan Yuan and yelled brashly.
The photographer felt that if he didn’t put a stop to it, things would definitely get out of hand.
Xia Lu, however, stepped forward, stopping the photographer, "This is their issue to resolve themselves. Interfering only makes things worse."
"But we can’t let them continue like this. After all, Song Ming is a big star and needs to save face. If a normal person was scolded by Yan Yuan like that, they’d be infuriated."
Now, the photographer actually admired Song Ming.
Despite being angered to such an extent, he didn’t leave and was still talking to Yan Yuan. That took a lot of courage.
"Unconvinced, how about we have a competition?" Yan Yuan put down the sunflower seeds, then waved to the photographer.