"No, I'm helping Miss Mo touch up her makeup. The makeup will be done soon. Please wait a moment -"
"Wait? You want me to wait? You're quite arrogant! My next scene will start soon! Go tell the director to wait and see if he is willing to wait!" Du Feifei's cursing momentum made her whole body
Everyone in the crew heard it, and everyone looked at each other in shock.
Joy's face suddenly turned red and she froze in embarrassment.
I didn’t want to make the matter bigger because of this trivial matter, so I quickly pushed Joy and said, “You go help her touch up her makeup. I can just touch up my makeup myself.”
"I'm sorry then."
"It doesn't matter."
Although Joy was very unconvinced, she didn't dare to offend Du Feifei, so she had to go over and help her put on makeup.
I know that this woman is deliberately going against me! And she doesn’t do it to me all the time.
When I touched up my makeup, Du Feifei also touched up her makeup. Joy helped her touch up her makeup and then walked away, for fear that if I stayed for a second longer, Du Feifei would cause trouble again.
"Huh!" Du Feifei walked past me with an arrogant and proud attitude, as if she had just won a victory.
I don't want to argue with this kind of woman whose thoughts and behaviors are so childish, so I can only pretend that I don't see anything.
In the hot summer, the outdoor temperature is relatively high and there is no air conditioning. After a few scenes, I was sweating profusely. The makeup on my face quickly evaporated with the sweat. I had to keep applying makeup. I can’t remember where I went today.
How many times have you applied powder to your face?
Maybe I applied too much powder, and the skin on my face started to itch. I didn't dare to scratch it for fear of smearing my makeup.
I couldn't bear it, and the sweat on my face kept breaking out.
"Mo Ying, what's wrong with you?" Su Yun noticed something strange about me and looked at me worriedly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want me to tell the director about the intermission?"
"No need! There are only a few shots left. Let's finish filming quickly." I gritted my teeth, endured the discomfort on my face, and started filming again.
"Cut!" Director Zhang yelled in displeasure, rushed over and scolded: "What's wrong with you? Your expression is so stiff! Smiling is uglier than crying. Such a simple shot had to be retaken more than ten times!"
"I'm sorry, director, my face... feels a little uncomfortable..." I couldn't stand it anymore. My face was hot and itchy. I couldn't laugh at all. How could I smile naturally?