Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: This Top Star Has Real Achievements

"Hey Henry, you're too stiff. Relax your neck and shoulders, straighten your right leg, and touch the ground with your heel."

"Yes, you can also put your left hand under your chin. You don't have to keep staring at Li. You can look up at the sky or look down."

"Li, you're fine here, keep reading the magazine," the photographer whispered, his lens steadily focused on the two of them.

"Yes, push up your glasses, great, give me a barely-there smile. Darling, you're absolutely fantastic."

"Henry, when Lee makes a move, you should respond in kind, but please don't be too deliberate."

"Yes, keep it up."

Click, click—

The crisp sound of camera shutters rang out one after another.

Anna is quite sensible; she doesn't intend to deliberately create ambiguity in this feature film.

Therefore, although the two were in the same frame, there was not much physical contact between them. They relied solely on their expressions, gazes, and the atmosphere to create a quiet and harmonious feeling.

Henry slowly adjusted his breathing, trying to relieve the tension in his shoulders and neck, and stopped staring intently at Li Xiang.

He gently rested his chin on his hand, his gaze falling on the distant manor lawn.

Li Xiang held the retro magazine, gently pushed up his glasses frame with his fingertips, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Occasionally, he would glance up and give Henry a brief, appropriate response.

Throughout the morning, Li Xiang changed into a total of twenty-two Chanel haute couture and ready-to-wear outfits.

They were busy until 2 p.m. before they were finally able to take a short break, as they needed to make time to wait for the evening sunlight.

Back in the main building lobby, Anna was sitting there reviewing manuscripts. Epson's flagship camera was slowly printing sample photos, hundreds of images covering the entire table.

Seeing him come in, Anna called out, "Come and watch with us. The shooting schedule is three days long. If the results aren't up to par, we'll have to reshoot tomorrow."

These words were exactly what Li Xiang was thinking.

Stepping forward, Li Xiang pretended to flip through a stack of printed photos before casually asking, "Isn't this a Chanel cover?"

"No." Anna looked up, her gaze sweeping directly at him, but she still gave her answer.

"So, there's no need to use their products for the entire movie set, right?"

"Didn't we already choose that one yesterday...?"

At this point, Anna realized what he meant and looked at him meaningfully: "You really are the type to love someone to the point of wanting them to live, and hate someone to the point of wanting them to die."

Although he said that, he still nodded and agreed to Li Xiang's somewhat willful little suggestion.

Li Xiang's aesthetic sense has always been remarkable; otherwise, yesterday's set wouldn't have been unanimously chosen as the cover for the September issue.

"But don't even think about the core blockbuster films. Even disregarding the brand, it would be difficult to explain to Karl."

"You don't want to upset him, do you?"

"In your eyes, am I really that ungrateful? Don't worry, I just wanted to enrich this issue's theme."

Li Xiang's little trick only earned him two cold snorts from Anna.

"You should know Vogue's standards."

"Don't worry, don't worry, don't you trust me?"

Li Xiang didn't take Anna's sharp tongue to heart at all.

After all, when facing him, even a sharp tongue can turn into a soft heart.

Since it wasn't Chanel's endorsement, he didn't want to be a freeloader for Chanel.

Even without Anna's reminder, he wouldn't have gone too far; he just wanted to slip in some of his own agenda.

The other staff members in the lobby were already used to the back-and-forth conversation between the two.

No one knows better than them how much Li Xiang means to Anna; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him the "crown prince" of Vogue.

Henry Cavill, however, seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

Who knew that the prestigious Vogue magazine could talk like this?

And Anna, the more I look at her, the more she seems to resemble my mother-in-law!

If the daytime shoots were about racing against time to meet deadlines, then the evening shoot was different.

Only two sets of shots need to be filmed; it's a slow and meticulous process.

At least the two of them finally had some time to have a proper conversation.

Of course, most of the time Henry did the talking, and Li Xiang listened quietly.

They mainly talked about the content of the script and his understanding of the character.

Li Xiang's ability to freely switch between different personas yesterday truly shocked him.

It also made him insecure and afraid of seeing disappointed expressions on his face while filming.

They didn't want to wait until the movie was released to find that the audience felt the two had no chemistry and were completely incompatible.

"I think this character has a kind of inner conflict. On one hand, there is greed, and on the other hand, there is a constant anticipation of all the possible costs."

"He doesn't dare gamble with his life or his future, so he can only desperately pretend, and repeatedly ask you if you won't regret it?"

"...Li, I'm really afraid I won't be able to portray that feeling."

Li Xiang stood there with his arms crossed, the evening breeze carrying moisture that ruffled his unkempt black hair. After a moment, he slowly spoke.

"Then try to get into character and treat the role as your real self."

"This is the only shortcut that isn't really a shortcut, and it's the method that the vast majority of actors choose when making art films."

At this point, he turned to look at Henry, seemingly oblivious to the photographer in the distance who was constantly pressing the shutter button, his expression serious.

"Of course, you also need to understand what the consequences of doing this will be..."

It's not that Li Xiang is selfish or cold-blooded.

This movie is very important to him.

Encouraging the other party to immerse themselves in the project is merely from the perspective of the investors.

He wanted to maximize both the film's revenue and its reputation.

As for himself, he is able to distinguish right from wrong and will never get caught up in it.

Bathed in the light of the setting sun, Henry gazed quietly at Li Xiang for a long while before speaking softly, "I understand. The emotions in a play ultimately belong only to the character."

"It's best if you understand that. Are you ready? It seems like filming has already started over there."

The orange-red glow of the sunset spread across the ground, and the wind gently lifted the hems of their clothes.

The photographer captured this fleeting moment of light and shadow, clicking away incessantly.

The three-day shoot went very smoothly.

Li Xiang seized the opportunity and used the fabrics and garments he brought from China to secure two pages of the inner pages.

They also took the opportunity to include Jonathan Anderson's personal brand, JW Anderson, in this issue of Vogue.

Now that he had become the other party's muse, he naturally wouldn't let go of this rare opportunity.

This resulted in Li Xiang being all smiles for the next two days, leaving Anna speechless.

Before they knew it, it was the last day, and everyone was packing their bags, preparing to leave the manor early the next morning.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. "Li, may I come in and sit for a while?"

Li Xiang did not respond, but stepped aside to make way for him to enter.

Xiao Jiang was packing her suitcase when she saw someone come in. She paused, looked up at Li Xiang, and waited for instructions.

"It's okay, you can continue tidying up..."