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Chapter 234: It’s Too Difficult to Wake Someone That’s

Pretending To Sleep

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The next day.

As there were no scenes in the morning, Gu Wan’an only went to the set in the afternoon.

Only to see, Xu Mingyu leaning his back against the wall, sighing.

“Why are you so sad?”

Xu Mingyu covered his face with both hands; “Hey, the company called me a money-loser.”

“Pfft-”

Gu Wan’an bent over and laughed maniacally again.

She wanted to endure it, but she really couldn’t.

“I feel that my star path is bleak and I’m facing a premature death. I might not even make it out of the road.”

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Gu Wan’an wiped away the tears from her laughter. “I’m sorry. If I hadn’t recommended you to act in this web drama, you wouldn’t be in such a miserable state.”

What a sin!

Xu Mingyu glanced at her; “It’s good you know.”

Instantly, the guilt in Gu Wan’an’s heart disappeared; “Bah!”

Subsequently, they threw themselves into the incomparably intense filming. In fact, Zhang Che had even fired many of the extras in the production team. Today’s scene was the scene where the male lead rebelled. It was the most magnificent and largest scene in the entire drama.

Originally, the number of extras was about 500.

In the end, they were forced to fire people until only 200 were left.

Among these 200 people, there were many staff members of the production team.

Qiao Yi was also pulled in for free, but she looked quite happy.

Even the director Zhang Che personally appeared and acted as a cook.

Gu Wan’an squatted on the ground, rubbing her aching head with both hands. With a theatre group that was so poor, she really couldn’t feel that there was a possibility of becoming a hit.

One word, tragic!

Two words, too tragic!

Seeing her squatting and not moving, Zhang Che shouted; “What are you stupidly squatting there for, quickly stand up!”

Gu Wan’an rolled her eyes; “Beggars don’t just squat on the ground and ask for food.”

She was the female lead, but she didn’t get paid and even had to pay for it herself.

What’s even more outrageous is that this scene originally didn’t have her part, she was sleeping in the lounge, but she was forcefully pulled to play a beggar asking for food on the side of the road!

“Everyone, it’s best to pass in one take. Filming costs money too.”

The corners of Gu Wan’an’s mouth twitched.

Look at what kind of poverty is this.

Greenfield Bar.

Han Wenhao and Yuan Shuang sat side by side on the sofa.

“Stay in the cubicle later and don’t come out.” Han Wenhao was worried and reminded her.

Gong Mingye had always been a man of his word.

If he found out, they might not even be friends anymore.

Yuan Shuang nodded and said with a sincere and understanding expression, “I know. I won’t make things difficult for you. I’m already very grateful that you’re willing to help me.”

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“You- forget it.”

Han Wenhao swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

It was useless to say more.

It was too difficult to wake someone who was pretending to be asleep.

As long as she didn’t do anything overboard and stayed quiet, there shouldn’t be any problems.

As the two of them were talking, the waiter walked in. “Young Master Han, the Second Master is already downstairs.”

“Yes, I know. You can go out now.”

“Yes.”

After the waiter left, Yuan Shuang stood up. “I’ll go in first.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked towards the private room in the suite.

Han Wenhao tidied up the table. After making sure that there were no traces, he stood up.

He opened the door and Gong Mingye pushed his wheelchair in.

“You brought a woman?”

His eyes swept across the room, and his thin lips twitched as he spoke in a low voice.

Han Wenhao was stunned. He felt guilty, but he still said, “No… What’s wrong?” Gong Mingye frowned, his face disgusted; “An unpleasant perfume smell, pungent..”