Hubby's Deep Love Will Never Change-Chapter 1088 The Other Shore Flower Heather (112)

In the costume room.

Su Jin said, "What kind of retribution are you talking about... Sister Weiwei, you haven’t done anything bad, so why would there be retribution?"

"Retribution doesn’t just come from fate," she replied, "It’s human effort. People can change a lot of things."

"I don’t get it..." How could the city girl Su Jin possibly understand what Heather was talking about?

"You don’t need to understand. I’m going to change clothes first."

"I’ll help you!"

...

When leaving, she saw Qu Leqi sitting in her designated spot waiting, occasionally urging, "Director, she’s just a stunt double, do we really need so much preparation work?"

She had overheard some things—but so what?

Heather might be impressive, but at the end of the day, she’s just a stunt double. What’s so extraordinary about that?

If she were really capable, why would she be here working as a stunt double?

"A stunt double is still a person, of course we have to ensure her safety!"

What?

Qu Leqi had a stunned look on her face.

Did she hear that right? Was that really something the director just said?

An hour ago, his attitude wasn’t like this at all!

Little did she know, the director’s change of heart was because he wanted long-term collaboration with Heather. Her skills could achieve any effect he wished to film—of course he needed to hold on to her, where else could he find someone like her?

"Ah Ming! Get another foam pad over here! Place it on this side too, make sure nothing goes wrong! Have all the props been checked? Attention, everyone!"

Heather walked over, and the extras had all prepared themselves, holding the required props in their hands, waiting on standby.

The director stepped in to explain, "At that moment, Lingyang, you guys will follow the moves Master Zhang has arranged. Same goes for Weiwei—what I mean is, I know you’re skilled and can dodge! But we’re filming a movie here, it has to look good, so follow Master Zhang’s plan."

"Got it, Director." Heather could only comply helplessly.

Previously, he was so harsh on her, never satisfied no matter what she did. Now he was actually trying to pacify her—this difference in treatment was more than a little significant.

"Finally, at this spot, you get ambushed and kneel down here. Then, someone attacks from behind. After you fall, wait for three seconds. When everyone thinks you’re down, you gather your strength to stand up, then deliver a roundhouse kick to defeat the enemy—a beautiful roundhouse kick, okay? Can you manage that?"

"Of course, Director. Don’t worry, I understand." She thought to herself, if it were a few days ago, the director would probably have demanded some fancy variation of the roundhouse kick. Now, just a basic roundhouse kick—it was practically merciful.

"Alright! Everyone in position! Let’s try running through it smoothly first."

On the first run, Heather performed flawlessly, but the extras tripped up, earning a few scoldings from the director.

After three or four runs, everyone nailed their parts.

"Good—Stop!" He halted at the moment the extra was about to swing his hand. "Just like that! Perfect!"

Today, the director seemed to be in a good mood. He patted the extra’s shoulder and said, "When we shoot later, don’t stop here. Swing it down, alright?"

"Got it, Director!"

"Attention, everyone!" The director returned to his spot. "Slate—Action!"

Heather, now wearing the same costume as Qu Leqi, was locked into position for a side shot. Multiple cameras were set up to allow for edits later.

The sequence of moves played out smoothly. Heather took Lingyang’s kick as planned, dropping to her knees—just as she had when kicking Qu Leqi.

It didn’t hurt; there were foam pads underneath.

At this moment, one of the extras beside Lingyang seized the opportunity to swing his prop hard, aiming viciously at Heather’s head!