72 Completely Suppressed By Me (1/2)

Ning Xi was the first to come out after getting her makeup done.

She was neatly dressed as a young swordsman in red and white, with a high, handsome ponytail and thick, black eyebrows. She showed a domineering, heroic spirit, and was exactly what 16-year-old Meng Changge was supposed to be.

Even those who had always been against Ning Xi had to admit that her image was flawless.

Guo Qisheng had been worried that Ning Xi, who was too beautiful an actress, would only be able to perform one particular type of role. Who knew she could be so flexible? Satisfied, he gave her a few words of praise, but advised her a little worriedly, ”Ning Xi, later you have to let yourself go a little. Don't think about your appearance at all, do you understand? In this scene, the more of a ruffian you are, the better!”

”Don’t worry, director, I'm sure she can definitely do it!” At that moment, Jiang Muye also came out from the dressing room in his costume.

The moment he lifted the curtain aside, there were audible gasps around the set; even Ning Xi raised her eyebrows in surprise.

After makeup, Jiang Muye’s whole temperament had changed. He was in a long, blue robe with a bamboo print. His complexion was clear as jade and his features gentle and kind. It was as if he had emerged from an ancient painting.

Pleased, Jiang Muye glanced at a stupefied Ning Xi, and whispered: ”How is it? Isn’t this brother handsome enough to split the heavens?”

It was a pity it was ruined when he opened his mouth…

Ning Xi maintained a modest expression, as if she was discussing the plot with Jiang Muye, and spit out three words: ”Very weak bottom1.”

”You…”

”Me what? I’m sorry to tell you that in this movie, you will be completely. Suppressed. By. Me!”

”Really? Then how come I seem to remember a scene where I go on a counterattack? Furthermore it’s a bed scene. Tsk tsk…”

…

Not far away, Jia Qingqing looked at the two people bending their heads together and whispering to each other from time to time, and was so envious that she was quickly losing all rationality.

As soon as he had arrived, Jiang Muye had focused all his attention on Ning Xi, and hadn’t looked her way even once; she had had no opportunity to even greet him.