Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir
Chapter 110 - 71: Pinch_3

Chapter 110: Chapter 71: Pinch_3

"It’s nothing, just asking."

Shu Wan had a good memory; she remembered that before she left the house in the morning, Fu Yang had 7642 game points.

That meant Fu Yang had gained an additional 10 points in the morning.

Given Fu Yang’s gaming skills, it wasn’t possible for him to score this poorly.

So there could only be one reason.

Fu Yang had only played one game that morning.

As for the rest of the time, he probably spent it pondering over the problem she had sent him.

Fu Yang was still passionately playing the game, and Shu Wan glanced at his delicate profile but ultimately didn’t call him out on it.

After eating, Shu Wan took a short rest and then returned to the set.

The director reshoot the morning’s hunting scene.

At this point, although Lin Man’s horse riding was still far inferior to Shu Wan’s, it no longer looked awkward and stiff on camera.

Plus, within the plot setting, it was justified that Xiao Yu’s riding skills were no match for Su Wan’s.

"Very good, passed in one take!"

Perhaps because Shu Wan’s performance was so outstanding, everyone acting alongside her unconsciously aimed to match her, thereby raising the whole standard.

Even Lin Man put in her best effort, the scenes of falling off the horse and being saved were passed in one take.

Some people seemed to be born to be the focus of attention, possessing the invisible ability to change their surroundings.

Shu Wan was an immersive actress; when she acted, one could really believe she was the character.

Furthermore, Shu Wan had a strong attraction, anyone who made eye contact with her could not help but be drawn into her world.

The actors who played opposite her felt it most deeply, and after an afternoon of acting, Qin Yu felt somewhat dazed.

It had been a long time since he had such an immersive and deeply engaging acting experience.

It felt as if he really was Ning Xiao, secretly adored by Su Wan.

Qin Yu took a sip of water, his mind unconsciously recalling the way Su Wan had looked at him just now.

A mixture of proud delight and unspoken youthful excitement; those eyes, bright as if filled with innate starlight.

Qin Yu couldn’t help but wonder, could anyone really act that well? Or was it?

Thinking of another possibility, Qin Yu’s heartbeat involuntarily paused for a moment.

Just then, Shu Wan also came over to get some water, Qin Yu subconsciously looked at Shu Wan, only to meet a cold face.

As always, cool and unapproachable.

But during the acting just now, her gaze was so captivating.

Shu Wan walked away with the water, and Qin Yu’s mind was still in turmoil.

If Shu Wan’s acting was really that good, she would have already made a name for herself in the entertainment circle, so it probably wasn’t a burst of acting prowess just now.

If it wasn’t a burst of acting skill, it must have been a genuine display of emotion, but why was she so indifferent after the shooting? Was she intentionally concealing it?

At this moment, as Shu Wan was preparing to leave work, she would never have guessed that without speaking another word to Qin Yu after their scenes, she had unsettled him for the whole night.

When Shu Wan left the Film and Television City, the sun hadn’t yet set, the day was quite warm, making the evening’s sunset more beautiful than usual.

Huge, vibrant clouds spread across the sky, the fanciest of embroidery women could probably not weave such beautiful, variegated colors.

Shu Wan looked up at the sky, suddenly wanting to capture this beautiful moment.

She returned to the hotel, picked up Fu Yang, who was napping on the bed, brought along a camera, and told the driver a location.

Soon, the driver drove them to a lakeside.

Fu Yang, roused from his sleep by Shu Wan, still felt not the least sleepy, in fact, more tired than ever.

Given that he couldn’t win against Shu Wan, he looked at her begrudgingly, "Why did you drag me out here?"

"Model." Shu Wan raised her camera, "Go stand over there, I want to try taking some shots."

Fu Yang felt a surge of irritation but couldn’t muster it completely; he took a deep breath, "Where?"

"Just lean on that railing over there," Shu Wan spoke while adjusting her camera.

Although she hadn’t used it before, she had read the manual beforehand and quickly set the parameters.

By then, Fu Yang had already positioned himself where Shu Wan suggested, his face scrunched up in annoyance.

Shu Wan raised the camera and tried a shot, feeling inexplicably satisfied.

This was why she insisted on having Fu Yang as her model—although she had no technical skills and Fu Yang’s expression was unmanaged.

However, that face was too perfect, so no matter how the shot was taken, the photos could never look too bad.