The Film Queen’s Little Bunny Wife - Chapter 50

Knowing what Ling Hanyan would look like when she played Rong Mian in the future, Tu Jiaojiao proactively took on the role of stylist for this audition, striving to present the look the future director desired.

Indeed, no one could uncover Ling Hanyan’s beauty better than she could.

After the styling was complete, Xiao Liang was so impressed she could barely stand, calling out that she was switching from an anti-fan to a regular fan, completely won over by her Jiejie in the suit.

Tu Jiaojiao was now familiar with Xiao Liang and knew she was joking. As Ling Hanyan’s assistant, how could she be an anti-fan?

Still, the remark didn’t sit quite right with her, so she quietly put away the finger biscuits she had planned to give Xiao Liang today.

Ling Hanyan herself couldn’t discern much difference between her current look and her usual appearance. Her face remained emotionless, as calm as a deep blue, bottomless lake, with warmth only appearing in her eyes when she looked at Tu Jiaojiao.

But upon arriving at the audition venue, anyone with a discerning eye could immediately notice her distinct difference.

Although Ling Hanyan was not wearing a formal military uniform, the tailored suit that perfectly outlined her figure highlighted the stern and composed temperament of Officer Rong.

Her chestnut colored, loosely pulled up curled hair had a slight downward curl at the ends, paired with a few wisps of fine hair along her cheek, which gave her an air of solemnity without losing the unique gentleness and softness of a female police officer.

At a glance, everyone would perceive Ling Hanyan as a reliable, trustworthy, and mature woman.

Not many people attended the audition today, but those who did were all well-known, A-list celebrities frequently appearing in hot searches.

It seemed the director intended to cast the male and female leads first, and was currently just casting a wide net.

Although Tu Jiaojiao had arranged for Bai Wanyue to solely invest in this script, she wasn’t worried about whether Ling Hanyan could stand out from the crowd of actors.

Thus, she had not designated a female lead to the director, to avoid people saying that Yanyan had brought capital into the group.

This gave her the opportunity to watch these beautiful, bright, and radiant men and women who were usually smooth talking and dominating the media outside compete fiercely for the leading roles.

Ling Hanyan was no exception; at this moment, she was also a fresh flower standing on the stage for everyone to observe.

Unlike Tu Jiaojiao’s full confidence, Ling Hanyan’s heart tensed momentarily when she saw several award winning film queens present.

Based on debut age, she was even the senior of a few of them. But everyone’s fate was different, and she had only starred as a female lead once until now, so no one came forward to greet her intimately.

Fortunately, there had been news about The Legend of Empress Heling recently, which was officially announced to be released during the National Day Golden Week.

The sample film had been sent to the Golden Sea Film Festival, where it received rave reviews, with the organizers even declaring it a strong contender for the Annual Grand Prize.

In front of actors, the work itself is the hard power.

The Legend of Empress Heling would henceforth be Ling Hanyan’s calling card, and the reason why the team behind Miancheng Story extended an olive branch to her.

Thinking of this, Ling Hanyan’s mood calmed down again. She took the contempt of others into her palm and transformed it into courage.

With Tu Jiaojiao’s blessing of “Yanyan will definitely land this role, I even dreamt about it!”, she stepped onto the stage one step at a time.

“Although Miancheng is small, it serves as a firebreak on our nation’s border. Now, the fire is imminent. Rong Mian volunteers to be transferred to Miancheng.”

Rong Mian, who had held a high position and finally lived a peaceful life, took the initiative to apply for the transfer after learning that Miancheng was in trouble.

The determination and conviction in her eyes illuminated the eyes of the cadres present.

Ling Hanyan, when acting, was a completely different person from her usual self. She was like calm water that had been heated and transformed into scorching, boiling oil.

Fires below were calcining her, but at the same time, she would burst forth with astonishing light and heat.

“Officer Rong, please reconsider. Miancheng is not what it used to be. The organization has just uprooted the corrupt forces entrenched there, and the cleanup hasn’t fully reached the grassroots. After you go, even getting a good night’s sleep will be a problem. We do not recommend female comrades go.”

The middle-aged male actor performing the scene with her was also drawn into the role by Ling Hanyan’s emotion, but his voice trembled slightly, and he lacked Ling Hanyan’s powerful presence.

Ling Hanyan placed the invisible letter she was holding onto the desk and pushed it to the other side with a finger.

Her tone was calm and composed, but emotions surged in her eyes. “This is my petition. No one is more suitable to go to Miancheng than I am. Old Li’s wife is pregnant and needs him, and Old Liu has just established himself in Shecheng, so he cannot move right now.”

At this point, a faint smile appeared on her lips, and a hint of nostalgia flowed in her eyes. “I am a Miancheng native. This time, it can be considered a triumphant return to my hometown.”

At this, the field manager clapped the board, and the segment of the performance concluded.

Tu Jiaojiao’s heart, which had been hanging high, finally settled a little. She quietly observed the directing team and found that the main director was writing and drawing with his head down, his expression unreadable. The others were seasoned professionals, looking composed, making it impossible to gauge their emotions.

Only a slightly familiar woman sitting on the other side looked appreciative, but Tu Jiaojiao couldn’t quite recall who she was.

Sigh, it wasn’t the “sure-thing” result she’d hoped for.

Now she began to feel nervous. Although in Tu Jiaojiao’s mind, Yanyan playing Rong Mian was a done deal, the expressions of those people didn’t look like admiration at all.

Could it be that her butterfly wings had flapped in the wrong direction after transmigrating into the book? She still wanted to see her bold, heroic, and dominant Yanyan!

She strained her ears to listen to Ling Hanyan’s conversation with the director for a while, but it seemed no different from the questions asked to the previous actors, which discouraged her somewhat.

But this was not something she could change. If absolutely necessary, she would use her investor status to pressure the director!

But that would be a last resort!

Tu Jiaojiao truly didn’t want Yanyan to gain a bad reputation for bringing capital into the group in front of outsiders. The entertainment industry needed integrity.

And, if all went well, Yanyan wouldn’t know she was the second young lady of the Tu Group…

She wanted to be the little rabbit kept by Yanyan in a secluded home, not to be in some strange kept relationship!

So, she stood behind with a solemn expression, silently praying with Xiao Liang.

Ling Hanyan’s audition order was quite late. After her, two more actors participated in the screen test.

Everyone was on edge, thinking the results would be announced today.

Unexpectedly, Director Fang Zhiqiu stood up from his seat, thanked everyone for their presence, and nonchalantly stated that they would only give a reply three days later.

With that, the audition concluded.

As Ling Hanyan came off the stage, Tu Jiaojiao used the pretense of a touch up to rush over.

While lightly sweeping powder on her face, she asked softly with concern, “Yanyan, how do you feel? Those people are so mysterious, I couldn’t figure anything out.”

“I feel good. I have a chance,” Ling Hanyan was in excellent form during her performance, so her emotions were very uplifted right now.

However, to people unfamiliar with her, she remained the calmest person in the room.

Since the person in question was so confident, Tu Jiaojiao also relaxed. She flashed a very supportive smile: “Then I’ll look forward to seeing the Miancheng Story starring Yanyan.”

Ling Hanyan had taken a full day off from the set of Excessive Respiration, but Director Fang was surprisingly efficient.

So, they decided to go back to the company since they had free time, to chat with Sister Mao about future career development.

As the group boarded the elevator, a hand stained with cuticle remover slid into the doorway. The woman, who Tu Jiaojiao had found slightly familiar earlier, stepped into the elevator in exquisite high heels.

She was initially focused on her phone. After entering the elevator, she slightly raised her eyes and nodded to the people inside, an apology for delaying everyone and stalling the elevator’s operation.

But when her gaze focused on Tu Jiaojiao, her eyes lit up, and her whole demeanor brightened.

Aha! Isn’t this the makeup artist she had been desperately searching for over half a month!

Truly, she had searched high and low only to find it effortlessly!

Long Mei immediately squeezed through the crowd with her bag and approached. She grabbed Tu Jiaojiao’s sleeve, as if afraid she would disappear in the blink of an eye like last time.

Unnoticed by others, she whispered gently in Tu Jiaojiao’s ear, “I finally found you, Make-up Artist”

This posture was overly ambiguous. Tu Jiaojiao shivered, feeling goosebumps all over, and while trying to shake off the woman’s grip, she fled toward Ling Hanyan.

Although seeing you sitting with the directing team today cleared you of the suspicion of being a ‘pimp,’ my girlfriend is right here! Don’t be so touchy!

Wait, even if Yanyan wasn’t here, you shouldn’t just grab my sleeve!

Tu Jiaojiao’s distress was so obvious that Ling Hanyan quickly noticed her unease. Her gaze locked onto the wrist that was being held.

Ling Hanyan’s pupils constricted, and a chill surged in her heart. She subtly squeezed over to interrupt the two people’s “arm linking” situation.

She suppressed her emotions, recognized the person, and spoke calmly: “Hello, Screenwriter Long, may I ask why you are holding my makeup artist?”

“It’s you. You performed well today and were in great form,” Long Mei finally had a chance to focus on Ling Hanyan. She smiled and greeted her.

She thought highly of this actress; her composure and maturity were exactly what the character Rong Mian needed.

Long Mei had just voted in favor of her playing the female lead.

Since her ideal prosecutor, Ruan Binghua, was this person’s makeup artist, things would be easier.

Long Mei winked at Tu Jiaojiao, then turned to Ling Hanyan and asked confidently, “Are you free later? Would you like to have some tea together?”

Tu Jiaojiao didn’t understand what she meant, but this was the legitimate screenwriter of the film!

She could certainly speak up in front of the director and must have a say in the casting!

She frantically signaled for Ling Hanyan to agree, but Ling Hanyan checked the time, pursed her lips, and said, “No, I have a prior engagement.”

Long Mei was surprised to be rejected, but she wasn’t an unreasonable person. This time, she made sure to have her business card ready and handed it over.

She appeared to be handing it to Ling Hanyan, but the words she spoke drilled straight into Tu Jiaojiao’s ears: “Please keep my business card. I really look forward to having you play my character.”

Ling Hanyan took the business card, wondering why the screenwriter dared to speak so confidently when the role hadn’t been finalized yet.

But she simply nodded and said nothing, walking out without looking back the moment the elevator arrived.

Even after walking a distance, Tu Jiaojiao and Xiao Liang were still murmuring, regretting that Ling Hanyan had given up such a good opportunity.

Ling Hanyan stopped, and said, “Xiao Liang, you go back to the company first. Jiaojiao, give her the biscuits and ask her to take them to Sister Mao to try. I’m not going back today.”

The two people who were named were surprised and didn’t quite grasp her meaning, but they still complied.

When only she and Tu Jiaojiao were left, Ling Hanyan walked silently toward a dark area, with Jiaojiao naturally following behind.

Their steps finally stopped in the utility room where the light was broken.

The environment here was too dark. Tu Jiaojiao was a bit night-blind as soon as she entered. She waited quietly for her eyes to adjust.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw Ling Hanyan clutching the business card, and her tone was cold: “Jiaojiao, have you met Screenwriter Long before?”