"Qingqing, what's the matter with you today? You still have two lines left unspoken!"
"One line is 'You little slut,' and the other is 'I'll beat you to death'—then you start slapping."
Hang Qingqing shrugged her shoulders, a look of innocence mixed with apology on her face. "Sorry, Director, I forgot my lines. Let's do it again!"
Do it again?
Xia Weiyi just snapped back to reality, and with a swoosh, she bounced up, wiping the tea stains off her face haphazardly and grabbed the director, demanding an explanation.
"Director, what exactly is going on? There's no slapping scene in my script!"
The director, for one, thought such a scene was quite normal, and with a very ******** air, he said, "This scene was added by Qingqing this morning. I thought the character conflict was good, so I agreed, but I forgot to inform you in advance!"
"Familiarize yourself with it, and cooperate with her a bit—"
Xia Weiyi curled her lips in a sneer. Cooperate? Cooperate with getting slapped?
