Chinese entertainment: What's wrong with actresses wanting to improve?

Chapter 398 Yang Tianbao's Visit to the Set

In late May, filming on Dongshan Island entered its most demanding phase.

The scenes on Nan'ao Island focus on atmosphere and foreshadowing, while the scenes on Dongshan Island are the most emotionally intense parts of "The Woman Who Left".

October 22th, afternoon.

The film crew was shooting at an old wharf in Tongling Town.

"All departments are in position."

Fu Yibai called out into the walkie-talkie.

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"Cut! Passed."

Fu Yibai stood up from behind the monitor and walked up to Fan Binbin.

She hadn't completely detached herself from her emotions; her eyes looked somewhat vacant.

"That look you gave me just now was very good," Fu Yibai said.

Fan Binbin nodded, took the bottled water handed to him by his assistant, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.

"How many shows are there today?" she asked.

"Two scenes. We're done filming."

Just as Fan Binbin was about to say something, he caught a glimpse of a white van parked outside the film set.

The car door opened, and a figure in a light pink dress jumped out of the car, holding a parasol and looking around.

Fu Yibai followed her gaze and recognized the person.

Yang Tianbao.

She stood behind the cordon around the film set, tiptoeing to look inside.

He was accompanied by a junior assistant who was carrying two large bags.

Fan Binbin glanced at Fu Yibai, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, but he didn't say anything and turned to walk towards the rest area.

When Yang Tianbao was led into the film set by the production assistant, she had her signature sweet smile on her face.

She dressed very carefully today, wearing a light pink dress with white strappy sandals, her long hair slightly curled and draped over her shoulders, and her makeup was exquisite and clean.

"Director Fu!"

She walked over quickly, her voice sweet and clear.

"You didn't expect me to find this place, did you?"

"Why are you here?"

Fu Yibai stood next to the monitor, holding a teacup in his hand, speaking calmly.

"I'm filming a movie in Zhangzhou, which is only an hour's drive from here."

I heard you were filming here, so I thought I'd come visit the set.

Yang Tianbao moved closer to him, and his assistant quickly handed him the bag.

"I brought some fruit and snacks to share with everyone on the crew."

Fu Yibai glanced at the two bulging bags and nodded.

"That's very thoughtful."

Yang Tianbao asked his assistant to distribute the items to the crew members, while he stayed next to Fu Yibai.

Her gaze swept across the set and landed on Fan Binbin in the rest area in the distance.

"Binbin's look is completely different from her usual style."

"It's necessary for filming."

"I heard this play is aiming for Venice?"

"Um."

Yang Tianbao stood next to Fu Yibai, unsure of what to say.

She had prepared a set of talking points, but when she arrived at the scene, she found that they were completely useless.

Fu Yibai's work demeanor was completely different from what she had imagined. The man who was so witty and charming at the celebration banquet and gentle yet powerful in bed seemed like a completely different person at this moment.

Like a silent rock.

Ning Hao walked over with a walkie-talkie, saw Yang Tianbao, and nodded.

"Director Fu, get ready for the next scene."

"OK."

Fu Yibai placed the teacup on the folding table next to the monitor and said to Yang Tianbao.

"Find a place to sit and don't wander around."

Yang Tianbao nodded and obediently stepped aside.

The next two scenes were filmed until after 6 p.m.

Yang Tianbao sat quietly in the corner folding chair and watched the whole process.

After wrapping up, the crew members began packing up their equipment. Fan Binbin came out of the tent after removing her makeup, and her face regained its usual delicate appearance.

She and Yang Tianbao met briefly, their eyes met in the air, and then they nodded simultaneously.

Fan Binbin has experienced far too many confrontations of this level over the years.

She wouldn't even consider Yang Tianbao a threat.

At 7:30 p.m., Fu Yibai returned to the hotel booked by the film crew.

Yang Tianbao followed behind him; her assistant had already been sent back to Zhangzhou.

"Director Fu, may I stay at your place tonight?"

It's too late to drive back to Zhangzhou now.

She tilted her head slightly as she said this, her eyes filled with profound meaning.

"Have you booked your room?"

"Not yet."

She took a step forward, getting very close to Fu Yibai.

"Besides, even if I booked a room, I still wanted to come see you."

Fu Yibai looked into her eyes but didn't reply.

"Okay, then I'll stay here."

Yang Tianbao's eyes lit up.

The two went upstairs.

Fu Yibai stayed in a suite on the top floor of the hotel. The living room was large, and there was a small balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window with a view of the sea in the distance.

Yang Tianbao walked up to Fu Yibai, stood on tiptoe, and put his hands on Fu Yibai's shoulders.

"Director Fu."

Her voice became very soft, and there was a gentle light in her eyes.

"After my last visit to Beijing, I've been looking for an opportunity to come see you again."

But I know you're busy, and I didn't want to bother you.

"So this was just a coincidence?"

"There aren't that many perfect matches."

Yang Tianbao gently pinched his shoulder with his fingers.

"I came here specifically for this purpose."

"That guy was supposed to film next week, but I heard about your situation here, so I had my agent arrange it earlier."

Fu Yibai looked at her; this woman's purpose had been clear from beginning to end.

He wouldn't mind having a few friendly matches with this woman, but adding her to his harem is out of the question.

This woman started out as a Hong Kong model, debuted early, and has been working her way up in Hong Kong and Japan for years…

Most of the women in his household were either newcomers or had only recently started their careers when they were with him.

Although not all of them are new, they are not too old either.

That kind of car doesn't look too cheap when parked in a garage.

But Yang Tianbao's car, which had been driven on too many tracks and seen too many curves, was not something he was interested in collecting.