Superstar's Development Diary
Chapter 108: Prop Malfunction?

Chapter 108: Chapter 108: Prop Malfunction?

The next day, He Jinxia was called up early to put on makeup. She had good skin, and her makeup was set to be fresh and elegant, but even so, dressing up, setting makeup, and doing her hair styling took at least two hours.

From her recent experiences, He Jinxia had mastered the skill of continuing to sleep with her eyes closed while having her makeup done, and by the time her makeup was almost complete, Cheng Xiaohua arrived with her breakfast.

The makeup artist, who noted she was only short of applying lipstick, finally permitted her to go have breakfast.

Seeing He Jinxia carefully sipping porridge, Cheng Xiaohua, who was a person that favored drinking and eating heartily, felt somewhat uncomfortable.

The last time during Aishang’s ribbon-cutting event, they had no choice but to eat that way. Yesterday, when entering the film crew, they had had breakfast before coming, so Cheng Xiaohua hadn’t expected that the crew would schedule breakfast so late!

Being late was manageable, but since Fat Emperor needed makeup, and to avoid ruining the effects, she had to eat bit by bit. Once or twice was okay, but it could not always be the case for Fat Emperor, right?

Being full was not the issue, but the key was they had to go filming soon after eating, and they simply couldn’t eat enough!

Cheng Xiaohua looked around and seeing no one close, pressingly whispered in a lowered voice, "This film crew is too overbearing, woke you up at six for makeup, and they only deliver breakfast at eight, you’ve been hungry for two hours!"

He Jinxia drank a few sips of porridge, feeling something filling her stomach, and slowly exhaled in relief.

She disliked the feeling of an empty stomach. In her past life as a child, she had been a refugee, always hungry, until someone deceived her with a few buns and took her to Red Building.

She also whispered back, "Breakfast delivered at eight is the rule of the crew. Some extras only show up to work at eight, so the crew can’t change the breakfast time just for me."

As for delivering a separate meal for her, that was even less likely. Being just a second-tier star playing a supporting role, her status wasn’t significant enough. With so many people in the crew, they couldn’t give her special treatment unless she was a top-tier star.

He Jinxia’s eyes darkened and her hand hidden inside the wide sleeve clenched, ultimately feeling her status was too insignificant to garner attention.

She pondered for a moment then continued, "Go see if Luo Dingxin and Luo Sifang also get their breakfast delivered at this time, check if they have eaten, and come back to tell me after you investigate."

Cheng Xiaohua nodded, dutifully responding, "Alright."

Suddenly, He Jinxia thought of something else and quickly added, "Later, help me buy a picnic blanket, a large square money jar, single-use bowls, and a large, square table on Wanbao Net. Use a reliable courier service and try to get them delivered to Film City today.

After placing the order, help me visit a nearby farm to collect their home-grown fruits. Buy good, fresh fruits and get at least ten pounds each sort.

If you can’t carry all by yourself, you can rent a car. Pay upfront, then tell me after your purchase, and I will reimburse you directly without using the team’s public funds."

The team’s public funds were actually He Jinxia’s money as well, but it was not the same as her private spending.

For example, if a team member needed to evaluate a brand on behalf of He Jinxia, expenses such as transportation, consultation fees, and meals had to be bore by He Jinxia, handled through the public account where all team members could see, ensuring transparency and clarity.

As for He Jinxia’s private account, it was money she managed independently, and what she spent it on didn’t need to be disclosed to the team members.

After listening, Cheng Xiaohua felt somewhat confused, not understanding why He Jinxia would want so many fruits. Was she planning to distribute these fruits among the crew members?

But that wasn’t right either. Even if each crew member received two or three fruits, there was no need to buy over ten pounds of each type.

Cheng Xiaohua’s lips parted slightly, about to say something, when He Jinxia interrupted her swiftly, "Don’t think too much, just buy as I told you. It’s fine to buy more fruit; I have a way to deal with it. Hurry up and go!"

She pushed Cheng Xiaohua and then quickly bowed her head to eat her porridge.

Cheng Xiaohua hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she didn’t ask any further questions. She turned around and headed to other celebrities to gather some information before fulfilling He Jinxia’s request.

He Jinxia had only eaten half of her porridge when the director’s assistant called her, saying filming would start in ten minutes. She had no choice but to put down her porridge, letting the makeup artist touch up her makeup and apply the final lipstick.

The scenes being shot today were still set in the Su Mansion, suggesting Gu Qiao planned to complete all the scenes at this site in one go.

In the mansion’s scenes, He Jinxia had more parts than Luo Sifang.

After all, Su Qingwan was a typical lady of the house who seldom left her home, venturing out only a handful of times a month. Many of those times were because Su Qingying, worried she would get bored staying in all day, forcibly took her out for outings.

"Scene 9, Take 1, Action!"

He Jinxia sat erect in her chair, her head bowed as she gracefully and quietly embroidered.

The angle of her bowed head was just right, showing a bit of her side face and her snow-white neck in the camera. Her delicate hands moved methodically up and down through the brocade handkerchief.

Gu Qiao’s gaze hardened, and he involuntarily held the camera, controlling the lens as it continuously pushed forward.

With this forward push, the figure of He Jinxia in the camera was magnified, and her gentle and graceful demeanor became even more pronounced.

Soon, the servant Xiao Xue’s voice was heard before she appeared, "Miss, it’s terrible—the elder Miss has fallen into the water!"

He Jinxia suddenly lifted her head and, looking at Xiao Xue who ran in, anxiously exclaimed, "What did you say, the elder Miss has fallen into the water?"

"Cut!" suddenly, without any warning, Gu Qiao yelled stop, causing some of the crew to freeze, as they had expected to finish the scene in one take.

Gu Qiao, furrowing his brows, shouted, "Where is the props team? The person in charge of the props, come here!"

A woman emerged from nearby and hurried over to Gu Qiao, immediately facing a fierce scolding:

"What is the props team doing? Why did you give He Jinxia an embroidered piece of work? Didn’t I say to provide a plain white brocade handkerchief?"

The person in charge of props was somewhat dazed by the scolding and quickly explained, "Director, there isn’t a mistake with the props. The prop we gave He Jinxia yesterday was a plain white brocade handkerchief, and we stored it properly afterward. We used the same one today. Could someone else have..."

Gu Qiao, not listening to her explanation, pointed at He Jinxia and interrupted angrily, "Are you still arguing? Look at the handkerchief in her hand; there’s a green bamboo embroidered on it!"

"Ah?" The props team leader immediately panicked—could they really have picked the wrong prop?

But on second thought, she felt something was amiss—they hadn’t bought any brocade handkerchiefs embroidered with bamboo!

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