"That's quite a coincidence," said the person who met her. "We've got a common goal here. Since Ye Mo is so unethical, we're not to blame for scaring her!"
Wu Fang: "... Are you sure you just wanted to scare her?"
She looked at the object in her hand and asked, "Is this really just something that makes the fire bigger? Could it be something extraordinary?"
"You mean there are bombs in here?" The man laughed, seeing Wu Fang's expression of having been hit where it hurt, and said, "Then you're overthinking it. This is a society governed by law. Even if I wanted to, where could I get bombs?"
Wu Fang thought about it and agreed.
The man said, "This thing can't be exposed to light, so whatever you do, don't open it. Just secretly slip it into the prop on that day. When the fire gets bigger, Ye Mo will definitely be startled. Let's see if she's still so arrogant then. This will be our goddess getting revenge!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Fang felt a deep sense of agreement.
Her goddess was always being belittled by Ye Mo's fans. Humph, in Wu Fang's opinion, her goddess was much prettier than that Ye Mo.
Her thoughts raced, Wu Fang looked at the item in her hand, her heart pounding like a drum. She quickly placed it on a shelf.
" Ye Mo, blame your fans for being so inhumane!" she thought to herself.
After putting her things down, she quickly left, but as she came out, she bumped into someone, causing her to stumble. She instinctively apologized, "I'm sorry..."
At that moment, Wu Fang was extremely flustered, feeling as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest, until she heard her uncle's voice.
Why are you in such a panic?
Wu Jianrong grabbed her to prevent her from falling, and seeing her flustered expression, asked suspiciously, "Why are you so flustered? Have you done something wrong?"
When Wu Fang saw it was him, she felt relieved.
"What could I possibly have done wrong?" She reached out and took Wu Jianrong's arm, pulling him outside, and said with a pout, "It's just that I was a little slow, and it's only now that I'm done. I was afraid people would gossip about me behind my back, saying that I'm taking advantage of your support and slacking off."
Hearing her say this, Wu Jianrong was greatly pleased and said, "Since you know everyone says that, then be more diligent in the future, and don't always procrastinate!"
Wu Fang had no desire to listen to his lecture, so upon hearing his words, she casually replied, "I know, I know..."
Filming for Ye Mo's scene began very quickly.
The prop master set up the "palace" on fire, and soon a huge fire broke out. Ye Mo stood in the fire, and with a shout of "Action!", he began his performance.
When he heard the singing coming from the fire, Director He, sitting behind the monitor, immediately brightened up and whispered to the assistant director, " Ye Mo can actually sing?"
The assistant director said, "I heard she's good at singing and dancing, but her acting is lacking."
Director He listened carefully to Ye Mo's singing and found that she sang quite well. Moreover, the melody was indeed a Jiangnan tune. What was even more remarkable was that it was full of the emotions that belonged to [ Consort Chen ].
Once again, Director He was glad that he had cast Ye Mo in the role of [ Consort Chen ]. He doubted that anyone else could have played the role better than her. And now, Ye Mo had given him another surprise.
He was prepared for Ye Mo to just hum a tune casually, but he didn't expect her to compose a song for him on the spot, and a very fitting one at that.
"Let's ask Ye Mo later if we can use this song in our show..." he discussed with the assistant director, "And have her sing it again later."
This way, we can save money on hiring a singer to perform, how perfect!
Director He praised himself for his cleverness.
The song Ye Mo is humming now is certainly fitting for the occasion; it was automatically composed by the system within the Script World, so it naturally suits the mood and the scene.
As she hummed the song, scenes of her time with the [ Consort Chen ] family in the Script World flashed before her eyes. She sang with rapt attention, her voice becoming increasingly melodious, but her graceful dancing figure resembled a butterfly fluttering its wings, as if trying to break free from all constraints and fly away into the distance.
***
It's common for a scene to be filmed ten or more times. Although Ye Mo had been preparing for this scene for a long time, he still couldn't get it right in one take and had to film it several times due to various reasons.
Fortunately, despite the repeated filming, Ye Mo's condition was not affected, and his emotions were not disrupted.
The crew members stood in twos and threes nearby, watching Ye Mo's performance intently, especially the props people, who had to keep an eye on the props at all times.
Among the props crew, Wu Fang stood in a corner, her gaze fixed intently on the filming, or rather, she was mainly focused on a certain spot in the middle.
"It's burning... it's burning!"
Wu Fang felt nervous and stared intently at the spot where she had put the paper package.
Whether it was Ye Mo's good luck or not, the fire had burned for so long without reaching the spot where she had put her things, making Wu Fang increasingly nervous.
Suddenly, a hand reached out, Wu Fang nearly screamed in fright. Only when she saw who it was did she exhale a cold sweat and murmur, "It's Third Uncle! You scared me to death..."
Seeing her covered in sweat and with a deathly pale face, Wu Jianrong felt a sense of suspicion, or rather, a very bad premonition.
" Fangfang?" He stared sharply at Wu Fang. "Have you done something wrong? Otherwise, why are you so flustered when I touch you?"
Wu Jianrong knew his niece well enough not to miss the fleeting panic and guilt on Wu Fang's face just now; she clearly looked like she had done something wrong.
"I... I don't understand what you're saying, Third Uncle." Wu Fang turned her face away and said, "How did I do anything wrong? I panicked because you suddenly patted my shoulder, Third Uncle, which startled me."
"No!" Wu Jianrong
He wasn't so easily fooled. He said with certainty, "You're definitely hiding something from me!"
As he spoke, he stared intently at Wu Fang and asked in a low voice, "What exactly did you do?"
His voice sounded nervous, as if he feared Wu Fang had done something irreversible.
Wu Fang's eyes flickered, and she muttered, "I've already told you I didn't do anything, Third Uncle, are you really that jealous of me?"
Wu Jianrong didn't believe him and said, "... If you've really done something shameful, tell me now before it all happens, and maybe I can still do something."
Wu Fang said irritably, "I've already said I didn't do anything, why don't you believe me, Third Uncle?"
Wu Jianrong didn't speak, only stared at her intently until Wu Fang couldn't help but look away. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and say, "I hope what you're saying is true... Fangfang, your parents entrusted you to me. If anything happens to you, I won't have the face to face your parents!"
He was certain that Wu Fang was hiding something from him, but he didn't think much of it, assuming it was just something a young girl would do. No matter how much Wu Jianrong thought about it, he couldn't have imagined that his niece would use her work to retaliate against the actors in the film crew. If he had known, he would have lost his composure long ago.
Wu Jianrong stopped asking questions, Wu Fang immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
She turned her gaze back to Ye Mo in the center of the frame, a strange and vengeful smile appearing on her face. She thought: Ye Mo, just keep being smug for a while, or you won't be so smug anymore.
She looked at the spot where she had put the paper package, watched the fire lick at that spot, and then watched the fire rage there.
She seemed to see Ye Mo being "frightened," and her eyes revealed an extremely intense excitement. She was so excited that her breathing even became rapid.