"Scene one, three, two, one, action."

Tang Mintian put on her watch, opened the door, and walked out.

"Dad, good morning." Tang Mintian went downstairs and saw Tang's father sitting in the living room, reading a newspaper with a sweet smile.

"Morning." Tang's father put down the newspaper and looked at her lovingly.

"Master, Miss, breakfast is ready." Aunt Qiong was wearing an apron. She held her hands in front of her and smiled at them.

"Got it." Tang's father folded the newspaper, took off his glasses, and placed them on the coffee table.

At the dining table, Tang Mintian drank the milk in her glass. Tang's father took a bite of toast wrapped in sauce.

After eating breakfast in silence, Tang Mintian went upstairs and took a handbag.

"Dad, I'm going to work," Tang Mintian said.

"No hurry. Come here. Dad has something to talk to you about," Tang's father patted the sofa beside him and said.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Tang Mintian sat down and asked curiously.

"Do you still remember Xu Jin?"

"I remember." Tang Mintian thought for a moment and nodded.

He was about to become her "fiancé," how could she not remember?

"Yesterday, he called and said that he wanted to see you and cultivate their relationship. After all, you two are about to be engaged," Tang's father said.

"I have to work, so I don't have time." Tang Mintian shook her head and refused without hesitation.

"There's no need to go. You can go out with Xu Jin today and have some fun. You haven't graduated yet, but you've already come to the company to help your father. During this period of time, you were busy with your studies and work, so you didn't have much rest. Take advantage of today and go out to relax. " Tang's father did not allow her to refuse. His eyes were filled with heartache for her.

Seeing Tang's father like this, Tang Mintian wanted to say something, but was cut off by Tang's father: "There's no need to say anymore. I will deal with the company's matters. Today, your mission is to play with Xu Jin. Don't think about the rest."

Tang's father's strength made Tang Mintian helpless. She could only silently nod her head.

To be honest, if he wanted her to go out with Xu Jin, he might as well let her work all night in the company.

When she went out alone with Xu Jin, other than awkwardness, there was only silence. She wasn't a talkative person to begin with. Asking her to speak to him was even more difficult than asking her to cooperate with him.

Moreover, in her heart, there was a person, a person who hurt her when she touched him, and hurt her when she touched him.

After waiting bitterly for four years, she finally could not wait any longer.

Tang Mintian did not go to work. She lowered her head and sat on the sofa in front of Tang's father, thinking gloomily.

"Go back to the room and change into some casual and beautiful clothes. This is too formal," Tang's father said.

Tang Mintian looked at it and was about to say: I think it's okay! When she raised her head and met Tang's father's gaze, she quickly changed her words: "I'll go and change right now."

"Cut!" the director shouted.

Tang Wanwan had just gotten up and was about to go upstairs when she heard the director's voice.

"The last scene has been remade."

Tang Wanwan did not say anything. She just nodded at them.

The makeup artist came running up to her, holding a powder that had been used by who knew how many people. She was trying her best to fix her makeup. Her lipstick was cherry red and she was bald. Tang Wanwan looked at her and a fierce look flashed across her eyes. She pursed her lips and said nothing.

After a long while, she said to the makeup artist, "You don't need to wear lipstick."

"But your lipstick has been stained, and the color on it is not obvious." As the makeup artist spoke, she put her lipstick on her lips.

"I said there's no need." Tang Wanwan avoided her hand and looked at her sharply.

The makeup artist was stunned. She held the lipstick in her hand and maintained the posture of wanting to apply it on her.

Tang Wanwan looked at her slightly aggrieved face as she bit her lip. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught the way the staff around her was looking at her. They were staring at the young woman who was putting on her makeup.

Was she a fool, or had she not meant to do it, to touch her makeup with a black pancake that had been used by countless people, to touch her lipstick with a lipstick that had been used baldly, to look at the wronged person in front of her, to look at the staff around her who were looking at her with displeasure and disgust?

"What's going on?" The director saw it from the monitor. He frowned and asked sternly.

"I'm sorry, director. I was going to help Teacher Tang with her makeup, but she stopped me when I was halfway done." The makeup artist turned around and looked at the director with a sincere expression.

When Tang Wanwan heard her words, she looked at her meaningfully. Her eyes slowly turned cold.

"Wanwan, what do you think is going on?" He didn't know if the director believed the makeup artist's words, but he still asked Tang Wanwan.

The makeup artist lowered her head and bit her lip. Her heart was filled with hatred.

"I just told her that she doesn't need to fix her lipstick. She just did. I don't know if she didn't hear me, but she still said that I need to fix my lipstick." Tang Wanwan's expression did not change as she answered in a natural and unrestrained manner.

"Alright, you may leave now! Since it has just been mended, there's no need to do so. Everyone, pay attention. Prepare to start filming," the director said with a frown.

The makeup artist held the lipstick tightly in her hand and retreated unwillingly. She stood outside the filming area and looked at Tang Wanwan with eyes full of malice.

Before starting the shoot, Tang Wanwan glanced at the makeup artist and quickly turned away. Sitting back down on the sofa in the living room, Tang Wanwan cast aside the strange emotions in her heart and got into her role.

"3, 2, 1, action!" the director shouted into the walkie-talkie.

"I'll go back to the room and change now," Tang Mintian said.

"Yes." Tang's father nodded with a loving smile.

Tang Mintian picked up her handbag and went upstairs. When she disappeared around the corner of the stairs, the director shouted, "Cut."

Due to the high requirements, the short scene had to be restarted.

Because of Tang Wanwan's own scandalous gossip, a lot of people resisted her work. The ratings couldn't depend on the actors' own fans, only on the quality of the work, so the series was shot with extraordinary precision. Every frame and painting was shot with such precision that others thought it was a good scene, but under the director's strict requirements, Ye had to be remade.

After the scene was over, Tang Wanwan went downstairs and went to the guest room on the first floor to change her clothes.

While she was changing her clothes, Tang Wanwan called Ms Ling over to help her.

"Ms Ling, did you see what happened just now?" Tang Wanwan asked in a low voice as she turned her back on Ms Ling and asked her to help her zip up her clothes.

"Yes, I saw it," Ms Ling answered with a serious expression as she helped her zip up her clothes.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of her. Focus on filming."

"Okay." Tang Wanwan nodded to show that she understood.

"I will prepare these cosmetics in the future. As for the ones prepared by the production team, it's better to use them less," Ms Ling said.

"Thank you, Ms Ling," Tang Wanwan said gratefully.

After returning to the set, Tang Wanwan went upstairs.

When everything was ready, the director shouted, "The second act of the second act, three, two, one, action."