Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

Chapter 201 Others don’t act like it, but you don’t act like it

It was Daji's first time standing on the stage, and she was not used to it yet and felt a little at a loss.

"Daji, just be the same as usual." Wang Mang whispered a reminder from the audience.

"Same as usual?" Daji thought for a second, then turned around and sat on the stool. Facing the mirror, she slowly combed her hair, put on makeup, and put on jewelry.

The whole process was very calm, but Daji's eyes revealed deep despair.

The director didn't say anything, but stared at Daji on the stage.

After finishing her makeup, Daji slowly stood up, looked around, and took a last look at the place where she had lived for more than ten years. A tear quietly fell from her eyes, and then she turned around and left resolutely.

"Cut!" The director suddenly called a halt.

"Director, am I done?" Daji looked confused, as if she had not yet come out of the play.

"Rest in the waiting area for a while. I'll call you later."

"Daji, your performance just now was great, your acting skills were explosive." As soon as Daji got off the stage, Su Jiahe gave her a thumbs up and said.

"Really? What does the director mean by asking me to go to the waiting area?"

"I just want to keep you here and do your best next time."

"I stayed?" Daji herself found it unbelievable.

After a round of interviews, only three contestants remained for the female lead. The second scene, the climax of the play, saw the heroine return home to seek revenge.

"How do I act out a revenge scene?" Daji was confused for a moment.

"Just think about it this way, if your clansmen treat you badly and force you to enter the palace in place of their daughters, how will they react when you meet them again after you gain power?" Wang Mang pulled Daji aside and began to talk about the play incessantly.

After listening to this, Daji nodded silently.

"Suda, you go first."

This time, Daji quickly got into the role. Standing on the stage, she pretended to look down at her tribesmen kneeling on the ground. Her eyes were sharp and made people's backs chill.

"It's time to pay back what you owe me."

When Daji recited this line, her tone was three parts anger, three parts coldness, three parts disdain, and a sense of satisfaction in revenge, with clear emotional layers.

"Okay, come down." The director's tone contained a hint of appreciation.

Although the other two contestants also performed well, they were all defeated by Daji. In the end, Daji won the female lead.

"Congratulations, Daji!" Everyone gathered around to celebrate.

Daji went home, packed her luggage, and hurried back to the crew to start filming. Everyone was idle at home, so they went to visit the crew every day.

"Why didn't I know before that filming is so tiring?" On the second day of filming, Daji had dark circles under her eyes and looked very tired.

"Daji is so pitiful. You look so tired and thin after just one day. I'll go buy you something delicious." He Shuangqing patted Daji's face with heartache.

Su Jiahe was also very decisive and immediately drove to buy various delicious foods and sent them to the crew.

"Suda, your fans are so nice to you. They volunteered to be your assistants. Now we have food for the entire crew." The director gathered with everyone and said while showing off the barbecue rice.

"Actually... they are my family." Daji didn't want to keep acting, so she just told the truth.

"You have so many family members! And they are all willing to take care of you. You are so lucky." The director said with some envy.

It took three or four days to complete the filming of the short drama. After Daji was taken back to the villa by Su Jiahe, she fell headfirst onto the sofa.

"Daji, is filming very tiring? Maybe you shouldn't go anymore." He Shuangqing said as she covered Daji with a blanket. "It is indeed quite tiring, but it's very interesting. Sister Qingqing, I'll take you with me next time. You're so pretty, you'll definitely look good on camera."

"I'm not going. I'd rather focus on my own social media. By the way, when will your drama be released?"

After He Shuangqing asked, he didn't get an answer for a long time. He turned around and saw that Daji had fallen asleep.

It was not until the next morning that Daji woke up from the sofa.

"Why am I in the living room?"

"You fell asleep as soon as you came back yesterday. We couldn't wake you up even if we called you, and we couldn't carry you upstairs." Su Jiahe said with both heartache and helplessness.

Daji rubbed her eyes and became a little more awake, as if she suddenly remembered something.

"Did Sister Qingqing ask me yesterday when the short drama would be released? The director said it would be available as early as next week."

A few days later, everyone really saw the latest short drama "The Demonic Concubine's Substitution Bride, the Cold-Faced King's Nightly Love" on their mobile phones.

"Sister Xiao Su, you look so beautiful with makeup on!" Liu Ziluan couldn't help but exclaimed as he looked at Daji on the screen.

"Daji, others can't act like it, but you don't look like you are acting." Wang Mang praised repeatedly.

"This drama is very popular, little Daji, you are really going to become a star." Su Jiahe hugged Daji.

"Sister Su, the director said that if the short film sells well, he will give me a share of the profits. When I make money, what should I buy you?"

"No need, I don't need anything now, just having you is enough."

"Jiahe, are we still receiving new tourists? Everyone is at home now, so we can have fun together." Wang Mang suddenly said.

"Forget it, the Spring Festival is in two days. Let's talk about it after the New Year." Su Jiahe waved his hand.

"Ah? Is the Spring Festival coming?" Wang Mang looked at the calendar and found that it was already the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month.

"The New Year atmosphere on the streets isn't strong. At this time of year, shouldn't there be lights and decorations everywhere, firecrackers and Spring Festival couplets hanging in every household?"

"It was indeed like that more than a decade ago, but now the New Year atmosphere has faded," Su Jiahe said. "But I've been living alone since I was a child, so I had no idea what the Spring Festival was. Only with you did I finally feel like celebrating the New Year."

"Sister Su, how do people celebrate the New Year nowadays?" He Shuangqing asked curiously.

"It doesn't matter how you spend your time. Some go home to reunite with family, while others go out to travel."

"How about we travel during the New Year? We both have to go to school and we haven't gone out together for a long time." Daji took Su Jiahe's hand and said coquettishly.

"I agree." Liu Ziluan raised his hand high.

"I agree."

"I agree."

……

"Well, since everyone wants to travel, let's choose a place."

“I’ve seen a lot of people online go to Harbin. They have ice lanterns and ice sculptures there in winter, which are very beautiful,” Liu Zhun said.

"Well, Erbin is nice, but I wonder if it will be too cold, especially since Brother Wang is so old. Will he get cold legs?" Su Jiahe was a little worried.

"You're the one suffering from cold legs," Wang Mang immediately retorted defiantly, "Let's go to Erbin. I last went there more than ten years ago. I miss the frozen pears there."

"I want to go to Erbin too. I can ride a sled." Yingying jumped and shouted.

After discussion, everyone unanimously decided to set off for Erbin.