Director Feifei furrowed her brow slightly, beginning to worry a little about the day's shooting schedule.
Of course, we all knew that top politicians were inevitably top actors—but that was true in the sense of real-world survival skills, which were quite different from "acting" in the theatrical sense. In reality, most laypeople couldn't even manage to string a coherent sentence together when a camera was shoved in their face. And that was before you considered how much care had to go into blocking, movement, expressions, and even the pronunciation of every word on camera. All of it required quite a bit of specialized knowledge.
Feifei was worried that, next to Mr. Aisham, the Supreme Leader would end up looking like a block of wood.
But no matter how you looked at it, the head of the Alliance—someone of such stature that he stood on equal footing with Emperor Ilaysar of the Empire, at least in diplomatic protocol—wanted to come and mingle with the public. The production crew had no good reason to object.
Besides, the shooting schedule had already been set, and the Supreme Leader's travel plans would have been drawn up at least a month or two in advance. Since he happened to be coming at just the right time and wanted to interact with a prominent representative of the Alliance's film industry, showing the friendly relationship between the head of state and the arts community, wasn't that perfectly reasonable?
Director Fei had nothing to say. She could only hope Mr. Aisham would save the Supreme Leader some face.
At that moment, Mr. Aisham, the male lead of Squadron Skull and a veteran actor who took his craft very seriously, was discussing the scene with Miss Gongsun Qing.
"So, I'll say it again, Miss Countess: you're overdoing it. So