Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes-Chapter 297: The Protagonist Makes Things Difficult for the Supporting Character
Elijah Jefferson, like a competent manager, looked at the script and appeared troubled.
He walked up to Director Harris and quietly asked, "Why jump straight to this scene? It seems too difficult."
Director Harris replied professionally, "Actors need time to adjust to each other. I’m used to doing it like this; it helps them get into character faster."
Elijah Jefferson, being an outsider to such professional matters, found it difficult to say anything further. After all, this scene was mainly challenging for the male and female leads.
Nancy Allen adopted an indifferent attitude, focusing only on doing her part well.
The crew quickly set up the indoor staging; the large pool was decorated to resemble a lotus pond, and several cast members went to change costumes in preparation.
Nancy Allen walked into the changing room, looking at the rows of clothes, unsure if anyone had worn them before, her face turning a bit pale.
She wasn’t a germophobe, but she disliked the scent of others and refused to wear clothes worn by someone else.
Back then, it took a long time and effort for Emma Lewis and Elijah Jefferson to earn Nancy Allen’s acceptance as friends before they could drape a coat over her shoulders; when they first met, Nancy Allen even refused Elijah Jefferson’s coat.
Elijah Jefferson seemed to know what she was thinking and walked over to speak softly, "Don’t worry, I prepared your wardrobe. Everything is clean and unworn."
Nancy Allen’s slightly tense body visibly relaxed. She looked at Elijah Jefferson with a complex expression, surprised that he had even arranged these small details.
Meeting Nancy Allen’s gaze, Elijah Jefferson responded with a generous smile, "Go change your clothes."
Nancy Allen lowered her gaze.
Not until then did she take off her hat.
Most of her hats have large brims, mainly to block the wind and sunlight.
Waking from a five-year coma, her body still hasn’t adapted to the wind and strong light.
Nancy Allen had no idea that outside, discussions were already abuzz.
Due to Scarlett Walker’s deliberate manipulation yesterday, even before Nancy Allen’s appearance today, animosity was already brewing, and Director Harris’s special attention further fueled the crew’s envy and jealousy towards her.
"Being well-connected really is nice! She’s a minor character with barely a few scenes, yet she has her own private changing room."
"That’s nothing; didn’t you see a makeup artist just went in? She even has a dedicated makeup artist. Anyone ignorant would think some major actress was here!"
"That’s not the point. The point is, take a look at her manager."
"Hmm, her manager is quite handsome."
"Are you kidding? Is that what I asked you to look at? See how our managers bow and scrape before Director Harris, then compare them to hers. Just from the way he talks to Director Morgan or Director Harris, you can tell he’s not ordinary."
By then, Nancy Allen had changed, and Elijah Jefferson’s arranged makeup artist was applying her makeup.
Amidst the makeup artist’s repeated deep breaths, Nancy Allen was ready and walked out of the changing room.
As soon as the changing room door opened and she appeared, the earlier chatter dissipated into silence.
To convey the first love feeling, Director Harris chose white attire, ethereal white, as if draping moonlight on her body, walking step by step, as though scattering moonlight wherever she went.
And her face left everyone stunned, unable to describe it. Even with eyes cold enough to ward off strangers, a sense of fragility evoking protection and affection rose in their hearts.
Director Harris practically wanted to applaud his own vision.
This is the essence of the first love!
Nancy Allen paid no mind to the others’ gazes and went straight to her mark.
George Mason, standing nearby, was so taken by Nancy Allen that it took him a while to recover and politely said, "Hello."
Nancy Allen merely nodded.
George Mason remained unfazed, treating Nancy Allen with great tolerance.
Observing from the side, Scarlett Walker watched with bitter resentment.
George Mason, a popular and capable actor bringing significant media attention, had failed to engage with Scarlett Walker on the opening day. Yet, the woman who seemed indifferent was approached by George Mason proactively.
With everyone’s thoughts on edge, the new production started filming.
Nancy Allen stood by the water, seemingly absorbed in the atmosphere.
George Mason gradually approached her on camera and began reciting his lines: "Anna, I truly like you. Please don’t always push me away."
Nancy Allen slowly lifted her gaze to look at George Mason.
Indeed, there were no lines, because Director Harris truly had the script changed. Knowing Nancy Allen couldn’t speak, he turned the first love into a mute character.
Just a subtle glance seemed to provoke George Mason, whose gentle voice turned passionate: "Don’t you trust me? I swear on my life, I’m sincere with you. If you still don’t believe me, I’ll jump right in!"
With intense passion, only faced with coldness.
The first love’s gaze was as chilling as ice.
In his fervor, George Mason jumped with a splash and shouted from the water, "Do you believe me now? Anna, I like you!"
Young passion is always vehement and straightforward.
Yet the first love’s eyes resembled a still pool, watching the splashing figure without any reaction.
At this point, the female lead appeared, diving into the water to pull up the despairing George Mason.
The two disheveled figures, standing before the first love, with the female lead fuming: "Anna Walker, if you don’t like him, plainly reject him. Do you know he can’t swim? Watching him jump in like that, are you trying to kill him? How can you be so cold and heartless?"
The female lead grew increasingly agitated, seemingly unable to restrain herself, charging forward with an upraised hand intent on slapping Nancy Allen.
However, Nancy Allen, having noticed Scarlett Walker’s intentions early, subtly shifted her stance by the bank, causing Scarlett Walker to plunge headfirst into the water.
"Cut."
Scarlett Walker sputtered in the water, fiercely accusing Nancy Allen, "What are you doing? We’re filming, and if you don’t respond, how are we supposed to shoot?"
Before Nancy Allen could speak,
Elijah Jefferson, having been watching from the side, stepped in coldly, "Why the violence?"
Scarlett Walker’s eyes flickered with frost, yet upon raising her head appeared as though emerging emotionally from the story, and confidently retorted, "It wasn’t intentional, I just got too caught up in the emotion."
Elijah Jefferson ignored Scarlett Walker, instead turning to Director Harris with a solemn expression, "Director Harris, I’ve told you from the start her health is poor and can’t withstand any disturbances." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
Director Harris felt a bit embarrassed and quickly apologized, "Sorry, sorry."
Then Director Harris turned to Scarlett Walker, stating angrily, "Scarlett Walker, stop with the uncontrollable emotions thing. You’re not a newcomer, and this film doesn’t necessarily need you, understand?"
Scarlett Walker, still in the water, couldn’t believe it; Director Harris actually said something like that to her, the lead actress, for the sake of such a minor character. Gritting her teeth, she replied, "I understand."
Scarlett Walker reluctantly emerged, soaked and somewhat disheveled from the water.
Nancy Allen remained on the bank, her gaze still cold and noble.
