After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety
Chapter 165: Military Iron Blood

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: Military Iron Blood

Jiang Lingxi really knew the reason.

But it wasn’t because she had asked; Shen Yunqing had taken the initiative to explain it to her.

So after finishing the meal and preparing to rest, she mentioned to Wei Minmin, "The fact that he agreed to come and shoot this drama was more than enough for Director Wei."

Wei Minmin mulled over these words in her mind, then nodded as if enlightened.

Understood!

Not to mention that Mr. Shen’s main profession isn’t acting, so there’s no particular necessity for him to perform in this drama. It was Director Wei’s uncle who insisted on him, making it clear who needs to compromise in the end.

She Man and Lin Xuefei were still discussing whether the male lead actor would make it that afternoon. Jiang Lingxi and Wei Minmin exchanged a knowing look.

I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed.

He won’t be coming this afternoon either.

The mystery continues.

After about half an hour of rest, they got up from the portable recliners.

Jiang Lingxi took the peppermint oil Wei Minmin handed her, placed it under her nose and sniffed it, feeling instantly refreshed.

"This stuff is good."

Thinking that they would have many more days like this ahead, Jiang Lingxi was about to ask Lu Zhengzheng to buy some for her too, when Wei Minmin opened a drawer and said, "I have plenty, Lingxi, use mine."

Jiang Lingxi glanced into the drawer, which had roughly a dozen bottles, and nodded in silence.

More experienced than her.

She Man and Lin Xuefei also had their own ways to stay alert and returned to the dressing table all energized, allowing the Makeup Artist to work on their faces and hair, while they picked up their scripts.

Other actors didn’t have high demands for the script, but for these leading actors, before filming started, they needed to thoroughly read through the script, and if they could remember the overall storyline, it would be even better.

When everyone gathers to read through the script and is asked about its contents and their opinions, they can’t afford to be at a loss for words.

The other three were just reading, while Jiang Lingxi asked Tong Yue for a pen to mark parts she thought needed modifying.

Wei Minmin noticed her actions with some curiosity, but with many people present in the makeup room, she just suppressed her curiosity.

However, she followed suit and found a pen to mark her own lines on the script.

Keeping up with Lingxi!

"Ms. Jiang, your makeup is done, let us assist you with changing clothes."

Jiang Lingxi placed the pen in her script, looked up, and saw a set of seemingly heavy light golden Heart Armor hanging on the rack behind her. But upon seeing her own face, she stood up without moving.

"This makeup..."

Hearing her words, the Makeup Artist responsible for her felt nervous, especially since Yun Ping, who was reading, also looked over and quickly asked, "Does Ms. Jiang have any thoughts on the makeup?"

They didn’t even dare to use the word ’opinion,’ for fear of seeming confrontational.

Seeing the nervous look on the young lady Makeup Artist’s face, Jiang Lingxi smiled and gently said, "I’m just thinking, since it’s a battle dress, isn’t the makeup a bit too clean?"

This left not only the Makeup Artist but also Yun Ping, who was listening intently, stunned.

Yun Ping stood in front of Jiang Lingxi for a few seconds, then picked up some special effects makeup pigments and a soft brush, dabbed it, and made a few simple strokes. When Jiang Lingxi looked in the mirror again, she saw a red scar on her brow bone and a black-gray smudge on her cheek.

Though it looked more realistic, it still fell short of genuine battlefield wounds.

But since it was just for a scene, it didn’t need to be that realistic.

Yun Ping waited for her to finish examining, "Is this okay?"

"It’s fine."

"Then let’s go with this."

Jiang Lingxi took a black robe handed to her and swiftly put it on without waiting for the staff’s help, though she needed assistance to put on the armor.

After donning the last piece of arm guard, Jiang Lingxi looked at herself in the makeup mirror.

She never thought she’d wear armor again after falling sick and dying on her victorious return home.

Even though this was just a costume for filming, it was designed to be lighter, yet in all other aspects, it was just like real armor, perhaps only more aesthetically pleasing.

In her ears, she seemed to hear the sounds of battle once more.

The gazes of others in the makeup room, unconsciously, also focused on her.

Wei Minmin, standing nearest, found herself momentarily dazed.

She thought she already looked quite dashing in her battle attire, but, comparisons can be harsh!

Moreover, she seemed to catch a scent from the depths of her soul—a scent of blood and iron.

Clearly, the room was filled only with the fragrances of makeup and everyone’s perfumes!

"Impressive!" Yun Ping expressed with newfound admiration in her eyes.

She had crafted the look for female warriors before, like for Wei Minmin.

But women, by nature gentle, rarely emanated an aura of slaughter and might, even in armor. She could only help enhance the aura through makeup as much as possible.

Yet today, she genuinely felt it; in the face of true aura, makeup was just a finishing touch.

On heading out to the set, Jiang Lingxi was handed a prop long blade, heavy in her grasp.

The blade rested in its intricately designed sheath; through its slits, a gleaming blade was visible, with a meticulously etched blood groove.

Truth be told, upon seeing this blade, she truly admired Wei Xiao and the historians who helped.

Although it wasn’t her go-to blade from her past life, it bore at least eighty percent similarity in appearance. The crew’s efforts in private to ensure accuracy were not in vain.

"This sword, no, this blade..." Yun Ping initially found the prop blade delivered by the prop team a tad too long, almost towering over the actor. It might be suitable for male actors, but might it not be unwieldy for a female?

Yet, watching Jiang Lingxi wield the blade ever so naturally softened this concern.

"What?"

Jiang Lingxi averted her gaze from the blade upon hearing Yun Ping and looked aside.

"Nothing, this blade suits you well."

It wasn’t just the makeup or the armor; it was the person holding this prop blade.

Jiang Lingxi chuckled softly, nodded at Yun Ping, "Thank you."

The clanging of armor persisted until the slender yet tall figure vanished from sight, and the atmosphere in the makeup room gradually restored.

Lin Xuefei looked at herself in the makeup mirror and let out a long breath.

Even if she didn’t want to admit it, Jiang Lingxi’s various outfits indeed added pressure on her.

It seemed as though the role of Emperor Yuan Zhao was custom-made for Jiang Lingxi.

But how could that be? Emperor Yuan Zhao had a historical prototype; could such a figure sense someone was to portray them and specially enter Jiang Lingxi’s dreams?

The thought surfaced but was quickly dismissed—it was too far-fetched!

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