After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

Chapter 742: Who’s Talking Nonsense

“Want to see Lin Fan? I’ll go with you to the makeup room to find him,” Yin Zhen said, and the assistant director eagerly stepped forward to offer to lead the way.

Lin Gantang:… I just asked, and you’re already heading to the makeup room, obviously eager to see him, isn’t it you?

Lin Gantang didn’t call out her bluff, taking Wen Yanqing by the hand and following behind Yin Zhen.

“Leaving so soon? Isn’t Fu Lin’s scene still not finished?” Wen Yanqing asked her quietly.

“I’m just curious about how a TV drama is made. As for the play, I actually prefer to see the final effect presented on television,” Lin Gantang said.

Wen Yanqing hummed in agreement.

So it wasn’t thinking of Fu Lin that she came, relieved quite a bit.

Actors were filming up ahead, many were ready to go over, so the makeup room area was relatively quiet.

The assistant director was shrewd, seeing that a few had just arrived and were looking for the small male number four; his eyes spun, already imagining countless possible connections between male four and the capitalist.

The makeup rooms of less important supporting roles were inevitably shabby. The assistant director hadn’t expected President Yin to look for Lin Fan, and standing at the door wanted to explain it wasn’t the crew treating the actors poorly. But before he could speak, a voice came from inside.

“The role of male number four isn’t big but is very likable and attracts fans. Many auditioned for this part, and he, a newcomer with neither work nor ranking, got it easily?”

“Tsk, when he was a trainee, people said he was being sponsored; you didn’t know?”

As soon as the assistant director outside heard this, he turned around awkwardly and looked at Lin Gantang and the others: “I’ll go in and see who’s talking nonsense.”

Then he pushed the door open forcefully.

Those inside were startled; the two speaking, seeing the assistant director’s poor complexion, felt guilty for a moment and immediately put on a nonchalant smile to greet him.

Meanwhile, Lin Fan sat in the makeup chair, the makeup artist applying his injury makeup. Though the unkind words of those two reached his ears, he still sat without uttering a word.

Others thought he didn’t care, but Lin Gantang noticed his expression of endurance, and even his hands that lay on his legs unconsciously tightened.

And then, looking at his moist, doe-like round eyes, Lin Gantang suspected he was on the verge of tears the next second.

This injured appearance made him look even more like a wronged cutie.

My God, can Yin Zhen stand this? Shouldn’t she smack those two who are bullying her little boyfriend?

Lin Gantang looked at Yin Zhen.

Who would have thought Yin Zhen merely frowned slightly, asking the assistant director what roles the two played.

“Mao Zizheng is the male lead’s number two, and the one next to him plays the male lead’s guard.”

“So they have quite a lot of screen time?”

“Yes, the male number two has a significant role, and even though the guard’s part isn’t big, he mostly has scenes with Fu Lin.”

Yin Zhen nodded calmly.

She swept her gaze over the people in the makeup room: “What are you all standing around for? Get back to work; causing delays that lead to losses for the crew, who will take responsibility?”

As soon as President Yin spoke, everyone immediately got busy again.

Lin Gantang waited a while and didn’t see Yin Zhen seek justice for Lin Fan. She only saw her walk up to Lin Fan, checked his makeup, and praised the makeup artist for doing a very realistic job.

“?” So you’re not going to stand up for Lin Fan?

To see him not saying much at all, is this what you call visiting the set?

Lin Gantang had expected to witness a classic scene of a bossy president protecting her husband.

After coming out of the makeup room and finding no one around, Lin Gantang asked Yin Zhen, “Aren’t you afraid those two chatterboxes will continue to bully Lin Fan?”

“Replacing them would involve reshooting many scenes, leading to increased costs,” Yin Zhen analyzed rationally. “As for the one playing the guard, it doesn’t matter if he reshoots, but reshooting would waste Fu Lin’s time. Fu Lin is fully booked now, and there’s no need to drop other work just to reshoot.” “Won’t Lin Fan be sad?” Lin Gantang said..

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