Superstar's Development Diary
Chapter 95 You’re So Naughty

Chapter 95: Chapter 95 You’re So Naughty

As she walked in, dazed, she sent Sheng Yan an electronic script of the drama series, and when Sheng Yan started playing the role of Jiayou, the male lead who had many scenes with the heroine, He Jinxia was still a bit stunned and thought:

Could it be that the heavens knew of her desperate wish to improve her acting skills so they sent Sheng Yan, the ultimate boss, to be her opponent?

Her reverie was fleeting. As soon as Jiayou, played by Sheng Yan, appeared with his aura fully unleashed, the image of a gentle, cultured, and upright young master from a noble family leapt off the page, forcing He Jinxia to concentrate fiercely and engage in an intense acting duel with him.

The result of their acting duel was delightful.

A modern genius actor and an actor with the soul of an ancient person went back and forth, delivering a thrilling performance!

In the end, the scene concluded when Jiayou, unable to help himself, extended his folded fan to gently lift the fringe on Su Qingwan’s forehead.

Su Qingwan, played by He Jinxia, blushed instantly when her fringe was lifted, and her sparkling, phoenix-like eyes seemed to speak, looking timidly at him and murmuring, "Young Master Ciming, you, you..."

After struggling for a while, her cheeks grew even more rosy, and she whispered faintly, "You mustn’t treat me lightly..."

In the script, after she finished this line, a loud shout of "Water’s leaking!" would come from afar, creating an instantaneous chaos on the scene, resulting in Su Qingwan and Jiayou being separated.

In the play, that’s how it went, but in real life, as Sheng Yan looked at He Jinxia’s timid expression, a strange itch stirred inside him, so the next second, following the guidance of his heart, Sheng Yan reached out—

And ruffled her hair.

The man did it so naturally, casually ruffling it a few times before withdrawing his hand, leaving He Jinxia startled by this sudden change, staring blankly at him.

A few seconds later, Sheng Yan’s lips curved up slightly, with a teasing tone in his voice, "Snap out of it, do you want to continue the scene or not?"

He Jinxia’s heart suddenly raced, and she felt an irrepressible warmth flush her cheeks.

She cleared her throat softly, turned her head to mask her embarrassment, and said, "Perhaps not, without the right setting, it feels odd to act out the scene here."

Sheng Yan’s eyebrows arched as his rich, deep voice slowly filled the air, "This is the first lesson I’m going to teach you. As an actor, you must master the use of imagination, keeping the desire to perform at heart at all times.

If the surroundings aren’t fitting and there is nothing at hand to help you immerse into the scene, actors must utilize ’pretend’ to imagine the objects around them as what they need.

Nowadays, many fantasy movies rely on special effects to construct magnificent backdrops and scenes. If you’re cast in such movies and the script requires your character to see the Heavenly Palace and express shock, what would you do? Can’t you act shocked because you can’t see the Heavenly Palace?"

He Jinxia listened, her expression turning serious, and she cast aside the shyness and awkwardness she felt, apologizing, "I’m sorry, I wasn’t professional enough."

Sheng Yan was seriously fulfilling his duty as a master, and here she was, his apprentice, getting distracted during the lesson and even suspecting that her master’s teachings had an ulterior motive...

Seeing Sheng Yan’s candid expression, He Jinxia couldn’t help feeling ashamed—she had misjudged the noble for the petty!

She perked up again, eager to continue, she looked at him and said, "Let’s go on with the scene, which part are we playing?"

Seeing her refreshed and ready to go, her bright, phoenix eyes seemed to burn with flame, dazzlingly bright, Sheng Yan felt his heart itch again. Yes, and it was beating a bit faster too.

His eyes flickered, subtly tilting his head to shift his gaze away from He Jinxia, saying indifferently, "You’re not in good shape today, let’s do the scene some other time. Are you very tired?"

He Jinxia, thinking back on the extremely frustrating meal at noon, smiled bitterly, "Tired, I never thought that having a proper meal could be such a luxury."

Sheng Yan raised an eyebrow, "Makeup?"

He Jinxia’s eyes brightened, she nodded, "Right, have you experienced that too?"

Sheng Yan was about to say no, but when he saw the woman’s sparkling eyes, the words at the tip of his tongue changed: "Yes."

He Jinxia sighed, "Being a star isn’t easy."

Sheng Yan added, "Being a female star is even harder."

He Jinxia looked at him, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth, her curved eyes twinkling like thousands of stars at dawn: "A kindred spirit!"

Sheng Yan said indifferently, "Should I feel honored?"

"Pfft!" He Jinxia couldn’t keep up the act any longer, her expression collapsed instantly, she waved her hand and laughed: "I don’t know why, but when you joke, I just feel so cold."

The way he seriously delivered the joke was somehow incredibly comical.

Seeing her joyous laughter, Sheng Yan couldn’t help being infected by it, his lips lightly curled as he coolly remarked, "That’s because your skill is not enough, I’ve heard colder jokes."

So, the sharing of celebrity gossip officially began.

Although most of the time it was He Jinxia who did the talking, Sheng Yan’s occasional interjections always took the gossip to another level.

As they talked, Sheng Yan occasionally zoned out, finding it surprising that he could talk so much to He Jinxia, considering he was not usually a talkative person.

At that time, the grand boss Sheng had no idea that there was a behavior known as a man’s instinct, where in the presence of a desired female, a male would strut like a peacock spreading its tail feathers to catch the opposite sex’s attention, courting the favor of the girl he liked.

Of course, even if boss Sheng knew about it later, he would never describe his feelings with such a tasteless phrase as "attracting the opposite sex." Instead, he would categorize it as part of the grand event of human natural reproduction.

Time flew by as they chatted, and by the time He Jinxia returned downstairs and comfortably lay on her bed entering dreamland, she felt as if everything that had happened that night was a dream.

The aloof male god not only taught her acting but also chatted with her. Chatting was one thing, but she also discovered another side of the aloof male god.

Time rolled back, replaying the scene when He Jinxia was about to say goodbye.

He Jinxia stood up from the sofa and suddenly remembered something, saying, "Right, I still haven’t told Brother Luo about us. I was planning to tell him after getting out of the hotel last time, but I never found the chance.

As time went by, I didn’t know how to start, so I thought about waiting until Brother Luo took the initiative to ask me, but it seemed as if he had also forgotten about this matter. Should I just go ahead and tell him?"

Her relationship with Sheng Yan was a perfectly normal one, a connection through familiar seniors and juniors.

Yet, because Sheng Yan’s status in the entertainment circle was so much more significant than hers, He Jinxia felt it was necessary to ask him before telling her agent.

Sheng Yan pondered for a moment, then said indifferently, "Luo You is a smart man."

He Jinxia asked, "So?"

Sheng Yan answered, "Just let him stew in it. If he doesn’t ask, you don’t need to say anything. When he does ask, that’s when you tell him."

He Jinxia choked on her words and, after a good while, muttered three words: "You’re so mean..."

Her voice was very soft, and she mumbled so indistinctly that Sheng Yan didn’t hear her clearly and asked, "What?"

He Jinxia quickly shook her head, a mischievous smile playing at her lips, "Nothing, I’ll just do as you said."

She silently added in her heart: Although it’s mean, she didn’t dislike this way of handling things. On the contrary, she thought it was... quite nice?

He Jinxia turned over in her sleep, a smile still gracing her dreams.