Luo Yingbai raised an eyebrow and laughed: “Am I? Anyway, I’m not acting anymore. Let’s wrap up and go home!”
His easy agreement surprised Xia Xianning, who couldn’t help but glance at him.
Luo Yingbai smiled: “Didn’t you notice? Director Xiao’s expression and body language clearly showed he thought the scene was inappropriate. There’s a 99% chance they won’t use me.”
Xia Xianning frowned, feeling displeased: “Why? I thought your performance was fine.”
Luo Yingbai was nonchalant: “How would I know? I never wanted to be a real actor. Just enjoying the moment is enough. Alright, let’s go!”
His prediction was entirely correct. That scene was never shot again – the role of Ling Anjun was completely cut.
Not because Luo Yingbai performed poorly, but because he performed too well, almost overshadowing Li Sheng to the point of being a background character. This made the directors realize a problem they should have known earlier: as a minor supporting role, this Ling Anjun was far too outstanding.
Stunning appearance, tragic background, vicious personality, favored by the emperor… These elements combined could easily make the character too attractive. Having such a character who wasn’t the protagonist would be problematic, regardless of the performance.
Director Xiao first argued but was eventually persuaded, reluctantly letting Luo Yingbai go and presenting him with compensation – the problematic costume and a 1,000 yuan labor fee.
Luo Yingbai happily accepted.
Before the director left, he repeatedly emphasized that he would definitely contact him if there were good roles in the future.
In this way, if the entire role was removed, then all the scenes previously shot would be completely scrapped. However, after replaying the scenes several times, Director Xiao hesitated for a moment but couldn’t bear to completely delete the scenes of Luo Yingbai’s performance and temporarily kept them.
Luo Yingbai, satisfied with the money, said to Xia Xian Ning: “I’ll treat you to a meal. Are you willing to eat some common food, Young Master Xia?”
Xia Xian Ning showed a slight smile: “Let’s go.”
“The two finally ate a hot pot near the film set and drove back to the Special Investigation Unit, with the faint smell of hot pot lingering in the car.
