Chapter 114: Masterpiece of Divine Canon (Requesting Monthly Tickets and Rewards)

Liu Tianxian was angry for two days, then her anger faded on its own.

She knew it was all an act; Fang Hong hadn't done anything extreme—she'd just been annoyed at the time.

That day, the set arrived early.

Liu Tianxian came to the set as usual, early as always, eating a bowl of fish balls, then handed one to Fang Hong: "Here, eat this."

Fang Hong hadn't eaten breakfast yet; he took it and asked: "Aren't you eating it?"

"No, I'm not. Eat too much, get fat—aren't we filming? Need to keep my figure." Liu Tianxian patted her stomach.

Fang Hong was about to take a bite when he paused: "You didn't spit in it, did you?"

"Give it back!"

Liu Tianxian got angry and reached to snatch it back.

"Just joking, don't take it seriously!" Fang Hong dodged away.

Liu Tianxian shot him a glare—such a mouthy bastard, even food couldn't shut him up!

"Even if you spat in it, I'd still eat it—because it's your spit." Fang Hong suddenly added.

"Fuck you, you're disgusting."

Liu Tianxian kicked at his ass with her foot.

But Fang Hong was ready—he dodged with a "Haha!" and she missed.

The set was still quiet, only a few crew members had arrived; they watched this scene and were deeply impressed by the Principal.

These two clearly were a couple, only then would they act so carefree.

No one knew how the Principal had tricked Liu Tianxian into dating him.

"When did these two get together?"

"No idea. Ever since they came back from the United States."

"The Principal is amazing—he slipped past my watch."

"Aren't your eyes only on Bao Jinjin?"

Liu Yin, Li Anran, Wang Ran, and Wen Muye gathered to gossip.

Over there, Liu Tianxian wasn't upset—they sat together chatting. Sometimes she thought this man was a bit perverted.

But no one's perfect, and she could accept it.

If Fang Hong were flawless, had no desires, acted like a saint, he'd probably just be fake.

The entertainment circle had someone like that: Chen Daren!

Hong Kong in May was hot; Liu Tianxian wore a white T-shirt and fanned herself with a small fan, letting Fang Hong enjoy the breeze too.

"Hey, I ask you—did you deliberately avoid playing the male lead?"

"No, I was giving others a chance."

Fang Hong ate as he continued: "If someone else can't play it, I'll step in. If someone else can, I'll let them."

"Why?"

"I'm not a professional actor. Even if I act, I don't create value. Better to give others the chance to create value." Fang Hong said.

"I see!" Liu Tianxian nodded.

Indeed, after acting, Fang Hong never promoted himself, never did talk shows or endorsements—he just vanished after filming, creating no follow-up value.

Without promotion, people wouldn't remember him.

She'd thought Fang Hong wanted to play the rich second-generation to take advantage of other women on-screen—turns out she'd misunderstood.

In her mind, this man was quite lecherous!

But he'd never done anything extreme—he knew his limits.

"Actually, I'm aiming to sign actors. As a boss, if I snatch talent resources, it'll sound bad." Fang Hong tilted his head.

No film company boss ever snatches talent resources.

"You're going to sign actors?" Liu Tianxian said.

"I have plans. Constantly nurturing others isn't right—once someone becomes famous, they're unlikely to cooperate with us again." Fang Hong said.

A famous artist is like someone who's put on shoes—they must consider Huayi's reputation.

Because Yutu can't offer that many resources.

For example, Zhu Yirong collaborated before but got no more resources; now if he wants outside projects, he must consider Huayi's reputation.

That's the logic.

Liu Tianxian understood—she didn't care about any of it. She and Fang Hong shared the same plight; no one gave her resources anyway.

Besides, she couldn't help with this at all!

She placed her hand on Fang Hong's shoulder: "Hey, tell me about aura—I still don't get it."

"How do I explain that? It's all personal experience." Fang Hong tossed the bowl into the trash and glanced around, as if searching for something.

"I saw how strong your aura was during negotiations—tell me how you do it," Liu Tianxian fanned herself.

She especially admired this about him—calm and composed at the negotiation table, radiating invisible presence.

Fang Hong couldn't find tissues, so he grabbed Liu Tianxian's sleeve to wipe his mouth.

"Slap! Slap!"

Liu Tianxian hit his hand twice with her fan: "Are you trying to die? Use your own."

"You have more clothes, and your assistant washes them. I only have a few." Fang Hong said.

"Still not acceptable," Liu Tianxian glared at him.

He really had a problem—wiping his mouth on her clothes.

Fang Hong wiped his mouth with his hand, still unwilling to use his own shirt, then said: "Actually, I taught you before—you just forgot."

"When did I ever teach you?" Liu Tianxian asked, puzzled.

"In the United States, during negotiations."

"Oh right!"

Hearing him say that, Liu Tianxian suddenly understood.

"It's simple: inner strength, not fearing the other person—I feel I'm superior to them in ability."

Fang Hong explained to her: "You're not bad either. You're a star—when you pose for artistic photos or walk the red carpet, don't you have that aura? That's confidence from your ability."

Hearing him say that, Liu Tianxian thought for a moment, as if grasping a vague concept.

That was her strength and specialty, so confidence naturally arose, and the aura formed naturally.

Fang Hong has an aura of ability, Liu Tianxian has an aura of ability, and the female lead in this film also has an aura of ability.

This is a personal strength unique to each individual!

This aura can influence those around you, and they'll unconsciously sense it.

But auras differ—some strong, some weak. Fang Hong's inner strength is absolute, the extreme confidence of a reborn soul.

So for this film, Liu Tianxian doesn't need to act—just imagine yourself as a top scholar and cultivate your own aura.

"Let me tell you one more thing: top scholars are supremely narcissistic and confident, with intense competitiveness. If you find these three traits, you've captured the essence," Fang Hong said.

Add post-production, and this "aura" will amplify—audiences will naturally follow the female lead's rhythm.

Liu Tianxian understood, as if something clicked.

If she could cultivate her own unique aura, perhaps she could shed the "Tianxian" label.

Of course, understanding and achieving it are two different things!

The filming of "Score! The Genius Tutor" went smoothly, without delays—it's a film that relies entirely on post-production editing and sound effects.

The next plot point: Liu Tianxian secretly agrees to the rich second-generation's request to help them cheat.

The reason? Simple: poverty.

She asked her father: "Why send her to an elite school?"

Her father answered: "I want you to escape poverty, not end up like me."

Liang Jiahui acted brilliantly, portraying the father's love—his desire for his child to transcend class, his refusal to let his daughter struggle at the bottom like him.

This gave the female lead ample justification to cheat.

She didn't want to suffer poverty; she wanted to improve her family's situation, so her father could live better.

In the second exam, Liu Tianxian teaches five rich second-generation students how to cheat.

The original version used piano finger techniques—playing melodies to guess answers—but that was unnecessary; here it's changed to four fingers.

Index finger represents A; middle finger represents B; ring finger represents C; pinky represents D.

Leave one question blank every three—that's the error rate; getting everything right would be too unbelievable.

During the exam, when Liu Tianxian taps the table with a finger, it signals the answer choice—very simple.

Filming the second cheating scene wasn't difficult—it felt relaxed and clearly showcased the female lead's ability.

After this scene, Li Xian appears—he's also a top scholar on the same level as Liu Tianxian.

But he's insecure, so he's inferior to Liu Tianxian.

His appearance sets up the plot: the third cheating attempt brings surprises—not just him, but even the exam papers.

This exam has two sets of papers; some get Set One, others Set Two. Liu Tianxian only has answers for Set One, not Set Two.

And time is limited—Liu Tianxian must help all her clients complete their cheating.

That means Liu Tianxian must finish Set One within the time limit, then complete Set Two and transmit the answers.

For this scene, Liu Tianxian recalled Fang Hong's teachings, unleashed her aura, and fully immersed herself in the "top scholar" persona.

Confidence! Unshaken under pressure!

Liu Tianxian has this kind of aura—just watch her interviews.

She normally has it too, a commanding aura, but she hadn't realized it until now, couldn't tap into it.

On set, there was no visible tension—only Liu Tianxian focused, her gaze sharp, three camera lenses circling her.

In post-production, they'd use whichever footage worked best.

Thus, without a single line of dialogue, the scene was finished.

After filming, the crew rested. Liu Tianxian rubbed her temples—acting that scene had exhausted her.

"How was it? Did you feel it?"

Fang Hong grabbed her ponytail and stroked it from top to bottom—smooth and soft.

"I felt my spirit was taut—really, I dared not slack for a second. If I did, I feared I'd lose that momentum!" Liu Tianxian said.

"Exactly. That proves you've immersed yourself. Keep going—this could be your masterpiece," Fang Hong teased.

"Don't tease me! I've just gotten into character—if you break it now, you're responsible," Liu Tianxian said playfully.

"How do I take responsibility?" Fang Hong asked.

"By getting me back into character."

"Then let's have a deep conversation tonight?"

"Get lost!"

Liu Tianxian shoved him to the ground.

(End of Chapter)