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The filming crew was all experienced – having witnessed everything under the sun. It was obvious that it wasn’t Shen Weiwei’s fault.
Ji Qingqing was having her makeup reapplied when she suddenly noticed the strange glances directed at her. She was amused.
She knew it. Shen Weiwei started this drama for a reason. It’s already nearing the end of her part and she still wanted to stir things up.
Fine, she will be the scapegoat!
“That’s enough. Don’t apologize anymore. Tell me, how can you not hold it well?”
Shen Weiwei glanced over at Ji Qingqing. Her eyes filled with hurt from being wronged. “Maybe it was because the bowl was too slippery when Sister Qingqing struggled. I ended up not being able to hold it well…”
It was as if someone had bullied her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDirector Zhou looked at Ji Qingqing and said with a serious tone, “Qingqing, don’t resist too much when you struggle. Cooperate with each other.”
Ji Qingqing Mn-ed.
The two of them got into their roles quickly. Shen Weiwei delivered the porridge to Ji Qingqing’s mouth and held onto her chin one-handed. “Just drink it. None of your kins are alive anyways, and you are left alone… I’m also doing you a favor.”
With no resistance, Ji Qingqing watched the bowl of porridge in Shen Weiwei’s hand. She suddenly lifted her hand and grabbed onto the edge of the bowl. Feeling the force that Shen Weiwei exerted on the bowl in order to pour on her, she looked at her sarcastically as if she was saying, “Want to drink the porridge? I’ll give it to you.”
Right afterwards, she lifted her hand and the bowl that was full of porridge poured on Shen Weiwei’s collar.
“Director Zhou, I’m sorry! It’s my fault! I thought Weiwei was having trouble holding on to the bowl again so I held on to the bowl. Sorry sorry. Director Zhou, please give me another chance. Let’s do it again!” Ji Qingqing only lacked a few tears for it to be perfect. And it was even better than how she acted in the previous scene. Ji Qingqing turned to Shen Weiwei and explained repeatedly, “Are you alright? I didn’t do it on purpose. I didn’t think that both of us couldn’t hold on to that bowl.”
“…Fine fine fine, one more time,” said Director Zhou.
Shen Weiwei’s face turned pale. She smiled to ask one of the workers to help her clean the clothes while another person came to give her another bowl of porridge.
Halfway into the scene, Shen Weiwei held the bowl of porridge to Ji Qingqing’s mouth. “… I’m also doing you a favor.”
Ji Qingqing lifted her hand and the bowl of porridge poured right on Shen Weiwei’s body. Two droplets even splashed on her face.
Shen Weiwei was confused.
Director Zhou became irritable. “What is it this time!”
“Director Zhou, sorry, it was my fault. This bowl is really heavy. Don’t blame Weiwei for not holding it tightly.”
“Ji Qingqing, you… fine, the props team, find them a lighter bowl!”
The props team really did change their bowl.
Ji Qingqing moved close to Shen Weiwei from behind and let out a low evil laugh. “This is the second time. You still owe me one more. I will spill the porridge on your face later.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShen Weiwei immediately turned back.
“All departments, get ready!”
Ji Qingqing raised her brows at Shen Weiwei while laying down on the ground.
The props team handed Shen Weiwei a bowl of porridge. Forcing herself to act naturally, Shen Weiwei walked towards Ji Qingqing step by step with the bowl in her hands.
She said severely, “…I’m also doing you a favor.”
Shen Weiwei stared at Ji Qingqing while holding tightly onto the bowl. As her other hand grabbed Ji Qingqing’s chin, her mind was occupied with different countermeasures. Hesitating back and forth, she instinctively threw the bowl of porridge to the side as she saw Ji Qingqing lifting her hand.
The bowl broke into fragments, with the porridge spilling everywhere.
Ji Qingqing froze her hands in mid-air and suddenly laughed. “Why are you so anxious? I was just joking with you.”
Acting? Who can’t?
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