Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 122: Their Eyes Glow Green When Looking at Maeve Lane
In the past, Maeve Lane was often looked down upon by those playing female lead or second lead because she was too pretty, always trying to come up with some nasty tricks to deal with Maeve.
Even the male actors were like that, their eyes turning green when looking at Maeve Lane.
With Julian Fairchild around, no one dared to be so bold.
Sarah Sutton secretly breathed a sigh of relief, bid Maeve Lane farewell, and returned to the hotel to pack her things.
Since Maeve Lane was already able to portray eyes full of emotion, many of the shoots proceeded according to the original plan, and those emotional scenes were interspersed at different times.
Tonight, there were night scenes.
It was also a scene where Ian Monarch’s emotions erupted. Director Dayne told Maeve Lane, "I’ve noticed you’ve been in good form these days. Tonight, since it just so happens to be raining, we’ll film this night scene first."
Maeve Lane thought it was the same no matter when she filmed, "Mm."
"I have no objections," Julian Fairchild said indifferently, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
This scene was also a famous one in the original work, where Miles Monarch led the army to a brilliant victory for the first time. All the soldiers were spirited and enthusiastic, toasting each other, and even the pouring rain could not dampen their spirits.
Eliza Grant also accompanied Miles Monarch on the expedition, but due to her special status as a hostage, she was in disguise beforehand.
After a few cups of heated wine, she was slightly tipsy. As she helped the equally inebriated and unconscious Miles Monarch back to the tent, seizing the moment when no one was around, she allowed herself a rare indulgence and kissed Miles Monarch.
After eight o’clock in the evening, the much-anticipated rain finally began to fall.
At Director Dayne’s command, all props and personnel were ready.
Maeve Lane unceremoniously plopped down on the ground, a cozy bonfire blazing a meter away from her. The light rain did nothing to extinguish it; instead, the flames seemed to possess their own consciousness, defiantly burning brighter.
In his hand, Julian Fairchild held a piece of roasted meat. Even amid the harsh conditions of the battlefield, he ate with a sense of noble elegance, exuding an innate air of aristocracy.
"Today, we only had one person injured, truly a victory without losing a single soldier! The Crown Prince is truly a prodigy!" A man, eight feet tall, muscular and robust, stood up, speaking boisterously, "Given time, our Celestial Dynasty will surely regain its former glory!"
Miles Monarch waved his hand, smiling confidently, "You’re too kind, General Landry."
"Your Highness is too modest!" General Landry raised a large bowl of strong wine, bowing deeply to Miles Monarch, "This bowl of wine is in honor of your Highness!"
Miles Monarch also lifted his bowl, clashing it heavily against General Landry’s, causing wine to splash everywhere!
Eliza Grant, on the side, mimicked them by pouring herself a large bowl, "I also toast to your Highness!"
Miles Monarch did not miss the sly smile at the corner of Eliza Grant’s mouth. Helplessly, he glanced at her and crashed his bowl against hers as well.
This seemed to set off a frenzy, and in an instant, all the soldiers stood up and gathered around Miles Monarch:
"Crown Prince! And me too!"
"I also toast to you!"
"And me, and me! Crown Prince, if you hadn’t pulled me just now, I would have been a dead soul under the enemy’s sword! I must toast to you!!"
"..."
Eliza Grant found it somewhat amusing, knowing Miles Monarch’s drinking capacity, which wasn’t even as good as a lady’s like hers.
He would probably end up getting drunk.
At this moment, someone shouted:
"And our strategist, Elara Morley! If it weren’t for her, today’s siege wouldn’t have been so easy!"
Eliza Grant: "..."
Those unable to squeeze into Miles Monarch’s group instantly surged toward Eliza Grant like a tidal wave!
