Chapter 85

Gao Yuanyuan had a happy family.

Her husband was a very talented young screenwriter, and they had a very cute daughter; she loved her husband very much, and for his sake, she didn't hesitate to quit her job as a piano teacher and stay at home to focus on taking care of her cute little daughter.

Gao Yuanyuan thought life would be like this until the end of time.

Until one day, the bad news came; her beloved husband actually had a little lover outside, the little daughter of a big boss in the underworld.

The underworld boss issued a bounty, determined to kill the bastard who cheated his daughter's feelings.

From that day on, her husband was neither seen alive nor dead.

Her younger brother told her that the scum must be dead, and maybe he had long been put in a sack and thrown into the sea.

Afraid of being retaliated against, Gao Yuanyuan took her daughter and decided to return to her husband's hometown, Kwun Tong, to live, still secretly hoping to wait for her missing husband in Kwun Tong.

On the way to Kwun Tong in a hurry, the car broke down on the road.

She called the nearby repair shop, and the owner came over to see that the car had run out of gas; maybe she was in a hurry when she came and didn't notice.

The repair shop owner towed the car back and asked her on the way what she was doing in Kwun Tong.

She said she was coming to settle in Kwun Tong and wanted to open a piano training class here.

The repair shop owner enthusiastically helped her find a shop and was busy running around; he was a good person.

Gao Yuanyuan found a kindergarten for her daughter and tried to make friends with her neighbors, giving renovation advice to the clothing store owner she didn't know.

When getting a haircut, she inadvertently heard the gossip of the clothing store owner in the barbershop, which was like a basin of cold water poured on her head, making Gao Yuanyuan realize that in other people's eyes, she was just a neurotic problem woman.

In order to integrate here, Gao Yuanyuan told a lie, disguising herself as a very glamorous successful person, and went everywhere to look at land, saying she was preparing to buy land to set up an industry.

Thus, very naturally, she, this "successful person," easily integrated into the local area.

When she and her new friends were singing and enjoying the release after long-suppressed repression, the lie brought even worse bad news: her daughter was kidnapped.

She had no money to pay the ransom, and her daughter was tragically killed.

Desperate and helpless, she chose to escape again, joined Christianity, and wanted to save her soul.

Everything seemed to be going well; she was moved by God's grace and decided to go to prison to tell the murderer in person that she had decided to forgive him.

But in prison, the murderer proudly said that he had also converted to God and had already been forgiven by God.

Like a bolt from the blue, Gao Yuanyuan felt that the whole world had no more luster—how could God, how could He, how could He not consult her opinion and forgive the murderer who killed her daughter without authorization?

Why?

What right does He have to do this?

Is this the equality of all living beings in the eyes of the so-called God?

Her faith collapsed, and her spirit collapsed.

"Why?"

Gao Yuanyuan shouted, opened her eyes, tears streaming down her face, her expression indignant, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes.

After a long time, she moved her fingers slightly, closed her eyes and opened them again, then closed them again.

Taking a deep breath, she exhaled slowly, whispering to herself, "I, have no husband, no daughter..."

Then, her speaking speed accelerated, "I have no husband, no daughter, no husband, no daughter... uh..."

With a "uh," she could no longer suppress the sadness in her heart, covering her face with both hands, "Uh... uh..."

She cried for ten minutes, Gao Yuanyuan put down her hands, slowly got off the bed, stumbled a bit and almost fell, then slowly walked to the bathroom.

She scooped up a handful of bone-chilling cold water, slapped it hard on her face, then looked at herself in the mirror, and whispered to herself in a slightly hoarse voice, "Gao Yuanyuan, you, have no husband, no daughter, you, might be a bit too into the character..."

Then, she frowned slightly, why was it him? Could it be because he tossed her around all day yesterday, and she collapsed because of him, so she couldn't help but hate him in her heart, and that's why he became that scum husband in her dream?

Gao Yuanyuan seemed to be venting, clenching her fists and waving them fiercely, saying silently: "Go to hell, Cao Yang, you scum!"

The next day, shooting continued.

After Gao Yuanyuan arrived, she looked at Cao Yang with a complex expression, knowing she had no reason to blame him, but she couldn't help but give a gentle greeting in her heart, "Pfft, go to hell, scum!"

"Morning, Cao Dao."

Gao Yuanyuan's voice was still a bit hoarse, but her tone was still very gentle.

"Morning, Yuanyuan, are you, okay?"

Cao Yang looked at Gao Yuanyuan with a complex expression; it was this woman, he had tried his best to pull tricks, almost making her collapse, but the useless system still made him invest in three immersion experiences in one go!

The useless system is really too much, it couldn't add three at once, and it couldn't be used.

Pfft, what trash!

Cao Yang observed Gao Yuanyuan for a while longer; on the surface, she seemed fine, unlike Li Xiaoran back then, who really couldn't distinguish between the play and reality.

It seemed that Gao Yuanyuan's collapse yesterday might just be emotional, not the same thing as Li Xiaoran's near-mental collapse back then.

!

The assistant came over to remind him that it was almost the scheduled time.

"All units pay attention, shooting in ten minutes."

Cao Yang said with the walkie-talkie.

Thus, the scene immediately entered work mode, the machines underwent final adjustments, the stylist hurriedly checked if makeup needed to be touched up, and the lighting also underwent final debugging, everything orderly.

"Teacher Gu, still the same as yesterday?" Ning Hao asked.

Gu Changwei slapped Ning Hao on the head, "Same as a fart, hurry up and work, Cao Dao instructed, normal shooting."

"Alright."

Ning Hao giggled twice and hurriedly prepared with the other assistant.

It was still the same shot that had tortured Gao Yuanyuan for almost a day yesterday; after the clapperboard was marked, with a "pop," it was hit in front of the lens.

Gao Yuanyuan was still a bit nervous before shooting, afraid of being tortured to death again.

When the clapperboard was hit and shooting started, she seemed to have already experienced this kind of thing, familiar with the road, very naturally using a slightly arrogant but gentle tone while holding the phone and observing left and right.

"Where? Where is this, how would I know? There's a road sign here, it says it's still four kilometers to Kwun Tong..."

"Cut!"

Cao Yang shouted, then smiled on his face, "Passed."

The crew was silent for a moment, and then one by one, as if they couldn't believe it, the shot that had been tortured for so long yesterday was so simple... passed?

Yes, passed.

Cao Yang restrained his smile and said seriously: "What are you all stunned for? Prepare for the next set of shots."

Then the crew seemed to come alive, all of them re-invested in work, but many people couldn't help but mutter, is it a coincidence? Did it just happen?

The clapperboard was hit, and the second shot of the day began shooting.

Gao Yuanyuan was on the phone while reaching out to stop a car, running over hurriedly, asking the driver what location this was.

Everything was very natural, without the slightest deliberation, and it passed in one take again.

Is it still a coincidence?

Maybe these weren't enough to show acting skills; in the afternoon, there was a shot that particularly needed acting skills, still on the side of this road, just in the weeds not far away.

(End of chapter)