Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance

CH 29

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Last edited 7/23/21.

Because none of the other cast members were on-site, the assistant director was in charge of reciting the script with those who had come to audition.
Yan Qing Chi stood before him.
When he was asked when was the last time he saw his father, if there was anything about his father that seemed off at the time, and if there was anyone with a personal vendetta against his father in his day-to-day life, Yan Qing Chi answered very stoically.
Moreover, one could tell from his expressions that he was quite grief-stricken.
The policeman comforted him and when he was about to go interrogate other people, Yan Qing Chi asked, “May I go with you?”　　

This question was a line that was not in the script.
The assistant director was taken off guard, but he swiftly replied, “It’s best for you to head back first.
We will visit you again when we have any leads.”　　

“Alright then.” Yan Qing Chi said and supplied a “You’ve worked hard” before he turned around and left.　　

He walked forward and heaved a quiet sigh as if releasing the misery of the conversation.
Subsequently, he retracted the previous grief and calmly entered his house.　　

He walked towards the left corner of the set and made a move pulling outwards, this was him opening the door to his house.
Then he closed the door and reached a hand in.
He seemed to have grabbed hold of a round-shaped object.
He pinched the nonexistent lid in his hand and took a sip of the drink.
He then closed the lid tightly, lowered his head, and blinked.
Then he walked over to the other side and made a motion of pushing outwards.
He looked out the window, the quietness carrying some indifferent grief.
The grief wasn’t very obvious; it only swam around in his eyes, but was covered by the surface indifference.
　　

He looked out the window, silent and still.　　

After a long time, he reached out and closed the window.
Yet when he dipped his head, he very subtly, almost indiscernibly, raised the corner of his mouth.　　

The room was silent for a while after Yan Qing Chi had finished his performance.
Liu Meng was the first to open her mouth.
She asked, “Why did you add that question? The script that I gave you did not have that line.” 　　

“I know.” Yan Qing Chi said calmly, “But I also know that Meng Luo’s character setting is that he is the final murderer.
Additionally, before the male lead exposed him, no one else discovered that.
This is a twist, the important scene in the movie.
So before that, Meng Luo’s actions should be reasonable, devoid of any suspicious points.
Be that as it may, from a son’s point of view, his dad was murdered.
Under the circumstances where he clearly knew that the police were going to investigate other people, wouldn’t he be curious? Wouldn’t he want to follow along with the investigation? Wouldn’t he inquire about the relevant news? If Meng Luo coldly left after the police said ‘you can leave’, he wouldn’t really be acting in accordance to human nature.”　　

Liu Meng considered his words and unexpectedly smiled.
She said, “What you said is rather reasonable.”　　

Director Wang looked at his resume, then at him, ”So you majored in this profession.”　　

Yan Qing Chi nodded, “Yes.”　　

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The Original Owner did indeed earn his degree in this profession, only his acting wasn’t that good.
　　

“Your performance was solid.” 　　

Yan Qing Chi was pleasantly surprised with this evaluation.
He himself did not have an acting background.
It was only that his ability to empathize was strong; on top of that, he was able to let himself go.
Hence, being able to receive an evaluation describing his performance as ‘solid’ seriously made him overjoyed.
　

“Many thanks for the director’s praise.
I will continue to work hard.”　　

“Mn, you can leave.”　　

“Yes.”　　

Yan Qing Chi bowed towards the three of them and left quietly.　　

Director Wang didn’t let them wait for too long.
The night of the audition, Yan Qing Chi received Guan Mei’s call.　　

“You passed.” Guan Mei briefed him succinctly and comprehensively, “The script has been sent to your email.
The time that filming starts is written on it, take note of that.
Oh, right.
Read the script several more times, and memorize the lines well.
Director Wang is an influential director.
If you perform well, it will greatly help your future.”　　

“I got it, thank you.”　　

“No problem.
This is something you earned for yourself.
You should thank yourself and young master Jiang.”　　

“Still, thank you for accompanying me on this trip.”　　

Guan Mei’s inner heart was rather bewildered.
This was different from the data that she had previously gathered, how could he be so gentle and considerate?　　

She reminded him of a few other things to take note of and then hung up, off to arrange other matters.　　

Yan Qing Chi hung up to see that Wei Lan had sent him a WeChat message:【To think that Director Wang actually chose you!!! Tell me the truth, did Jiang Mo Chen tell him anything beforehand?】

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Yan Qing Chi was also surprised that he had actually successfully beat Wei Lan.
However, his fingers typed out:【You’re overthinking it.】　　

Wei Lan felt that it was unbelievable: 【To think that I actually lost to you.
Oh my god, what is with the world?! Is the apocalypse going to come?!】　　

Yan Qing Chi sensed the mental breakdown in his words and answered:【Do you still remember our bet? If I succeed, you will completely erase my past misgivings towards me and acknowledge that I have outstanding talent and a decent personality.】　　

【……】　

【Someone as blunt as you will definitely keep your word, right?[smile]】　　

【……】　　

【I believe you[smile]】　　

【This person is already dead.
If you have any business, burn some (ceremonial) papers.JPG1】

Yan Qing Chi looked at the little figure on the screen lying flat and burst into laughter.
Actually, when Wei Lan wasn’t suddenly struck with ridiculous ideas, he was quite an interesting guy.
　　

As he thought this, he sent a WeChat message to Jiang Mo Chen: 【I passed the audition[happy]】　　

Jiang Mo Chen was most likely busy.
There was a delay in his response when he replied: 【Director Wang told me.2 You read the script properly on your own.
Shooting will begin next month.】　　

【OK.】

Yan Qing Chi answered.　　

【If you don’t understand anything, feel free to ask me.】

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Jiang Mo Chen was very generous.　　

Yan Qing Chi thought about it and asked: 【Actually there’s something that I don’t really understand right now.
Although I’m pleasantly surprised that I passed the audition, why me? How was I stronger than Wei Lan? Did Director Wang talk to you about that?】　　

【Roughly.
This is more complicated.
I’ll tell you about it when we meet.】　　

【Are you still busy?】　　

【Yeah, I’m shooting for an ad.
I probably won’t be able to make it for Qiqi’s first day of school.
You’ll have to send him off by yourself.】　　

【That’s fine.】

As Yan Qing Chi typed out the characters, he was suddenly reminded of the phrase on the internet: 【You’re in charge of earning money and supporting the family; I’m in charge of being as beautiful as a flower~】　　

【……】　

【Did I misspeak? Is it that you’re not able to earn money or that I’m not good-looking enough?】

Yan Qing Chi teased.　

【Have some face, Mrs.
Jiang.
The days where you are earning money to support the family are not far off.】　　

【Then at that time, I’ll be in charge of earning the money and supporting the family, you’ll be in charge of being as beautiful as a flower.
Look, I’m willing to admit that you’re good-looking.】　

【That is a fact.】　　

【But you’re not willing to admit that I’m good-looking.】　　

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【Because you are too thick-skinned.】　　

Yan Qing Chi promptly laughed.

【Have some face, Mr.
Jiang.
Look up and see the four big words ‘That is a fact’ right above you.
Your skin is not as thin as you think, alright?】　　

Jiang Mo Chen wanted to continue replying, but the makeup artist was already done with his makeup, “Teacher Jiang, we’re done.”　　

Jiang Mo Chen made a sound of acknowledgement and messaged Yan Qing Chi: 【I’m off to shoot the ad now.
I’ll talk to you later.】　　

【Okay, may you be able to finish work early.】

Yan Qing Chi answered.
Then he tucked his phone into his pocket, and went off to tell Qiqi a bedtime story in a jovial mood.

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