The audition script only had a few lines, and she filled the margins with lots of densely packed notes, trying to immerse herself in the character's feelings.
Only by completely immersing oneself in another life can one profoundly interpret the character's emotional journey.
"It's not nervousness; this script is quite simple. It's just a habit; if I don't jot down something, I feel uncomfortable." After she spoke, she realized it didn't make sense. In this life, she hadn't officially acted in anything. Wasn't that contradictory!
Ying Jing cast a sidelong glance at the man flipping through the script next to her.
He seemed completely unaware of her words.
After skimming a few pages, he got up and went to the kitchen to make her a late-night snack.
The wedding date was set by both families, scheduled for early March.
They still had over a month left to prepare.
Ying Jing leaned over the back of the sofa chair.
