Huayu: We're asking you to act, and you're playing a superhuman?

"Su Su, don't let Fenji control you..."

With tears in her eyes, Yang Mi cupped Wang Weili's face in her hands and spoke gently.

After adjusting their character settings, the two rehearsed much better than when Liang Shengquan and the others had done so.

Wang Weili stared fiercely at Yang Mi, reciting his lines, but something seemed to be missing.

Many characters in TV dramas have scenes of going mad or being possessed by evil spirits. To portray this state, actors often express it by shouting and making ferocious faces.

This is because actors have no experience of being possessed by evil spirits or possessed by malevolent energy, so their performances can only be based on imagination.

Wang Weili didn't have that either, but he had dragon blood.

In addition to enhancing physical functions, activating dragon blood can also drastically alter a person's temperament, making them cold and bloodthirsty, and turning their pupils golden.

However, Wang Wei had already concealed this fact by using black contact lenses.

Since there was no risk of exposure and activating the dragon blood was entirely controllable, Wang Weili naturally didn't mind giving it a try...

Yang Mi suddenly felt the temperature of her palms rising. She chuckled to herself, thinking that this was Wang Weili blushing during his performance.

Sure enough, young people are young people; they blushed at such a small situation.

Just as Yang Mi was about to stop rehearsing and tease Wang Weili, her body suddenly froze on the spot, and alarm bells went off in her mind.

In an instant, an icy, invisible aura emanated from Wang Weili.

A hint of fear suddenly appeared in Yang Mi's tearful eyes as she looked up and met Wang Weili's gaze.

Those dark eyes were deep and mysterious, like the eyes of a beast from the abyss, devoid of any emotion. Wang Weili conveyed the meaning of malevolent energy entering the body with just one look.

Yang Mi's legs went weak, and she draped her body over Wang Weili's shoulders, cupping his face in her hands and reciting her lines.

This effect is actually better than what was presented during the rehearsal, it's just a bit wasteful of Yang Mi.

Seeing this, Wang Weili stopped in time, calming down the rampaging effects of the dragon blood within him.

Yang Mi, frail and weak, supported Wang Weili, her breathing rapid and heavy, her eyes filled with confusion, and she was muttering to herself.

"Su Su, don't let Fenji control you..."

"Sister Honey, let's take a break first."

Wang Weili helped Yang Mi to a chair to the side, without overstepping his bounds in the slightest.

Yang Mi felt the relief of breathing again. When she made eye contact with Wang Weili just now, she felt as if she were being stared at by a giant beast, her heart suddenly tightened, and she couldn't breathe.

Would you like some water?

Wang Weili knelt down in front of Yang Mi to check on her physical condition.

Pupils are normal, breathing is gradually calming down, heart rate is still a bit fast... It seems that dragon blood has quite a big effect on ordinary people, hmm?

Wang Weili looked at Yang Mi, who was cupping her face in her hands again, and smiled, "Our rehearsal is over. I'll tell Director Liang about the situation when he gets back..."

"What just happened?"

Yang Mi's eyes were glazed over, but she stared intently at Wang Weili.

Wang Weili asked, puzzled, "What?"

"I felt like you were acting a little different just now..."

Yang Mi slowly approached, wanting to take a closer look at Wang Weili's eyes.

However, ever since Dilraba started coming over to look at his eyes whenever she had a spare moment after filming last time, Wang Weili has been wearing black contact lenses.

No matter how carefully Yang Mi examined him, she couldn't find anything unusual in his eyes.

"You've probably been rehearsing too hard, go home and rest early."

Wang Weili removed Yang Mi's hand and was about to get up and leave.

Yang Mi, however, persisted, pressing closer: "I'm not tired, I want to take a good look at your eyes..."

She's like someone who finds a treasure, then the treasure suddenly disappears, and she keeps going back to the same spot to search for it.

Wang Weili had no choice but to let her take a closer look, since he couldn't really tell anything from it anyway.

At this moment, the two were so close that they could hear each other's breaths and whisper in each other's ears.

From a third-person perspective... "Bang!"

A loud bang suddenly appeared.

Wang Weili and Yang Mi turned their heads to look, their faces almost touching.

Liu Kaiwei, dressed in a suit and sporting a slicked-back hairstyle, was standing at the office door, clenching her fists and looking over with a livid expression.

Wang Weili glanced at the shaking door and confirmed that the sound he had just heard must have come from it.

"Wei, Brother Wei, what brings you here?"

Yang Mi stood up from her seat somewhat flustered, instinctively checking her clothes: "What time is it? I've arranged for someone to wait for you in the hotel lobby!"

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I ruined your good time."

Liu Kaiwei said through gritted teeth.

His fist remained clenched, his eyes fixed on Wang Weili, as if he were about to pounce and deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

Yang Mi hurriedly explained, "It's not what you think, we were just rehearsing..."

"Rehearse what?! Do you want me to give you a bed? Was that a rehearsal? Do you think I'm blind? Aren't there directors and facilitators during rehearsals?"

Liu Kaiwei's series of questions effectively shut down any possibility of explanation from Yang Mi.

As an actor, he is very clear about the limits of rehearsals.

I just saw Yang Mi holding Wang Weili's face and reciting her lines at the door. Although Liu Kaiwei felt a little uncomfortable, she could understand.

What about the content that follows?

You, Yang Mi, were practically glued to him. The male actor had already said rehearsals were over, but you still went over to kiss him. He didn't want to, but you kept pushing him!

You weren't nearly as proactive with me back then, not even a tenth of that!

Liu Kaiwei witnessed this scene and was filled with jealousy and anger. He then punched the door in an attempt to boost his morale, though his hand was still throbbing slightly.

Yang Mi was speechless after being rebuked, and turned to Wang Weili: "You should explain yourself too!"

"We're rehearsing, how did you get in?"

Wang Weili's tone was as flat as a blank sheet of paper, but to Liu Kaiwei it sounded like he was being questioned.

Liu Kaiwei took a deep breath, her voice icy: "Should I apologize and then close the door for you?"

"No need for that. Our rehearsal is over. What you just saw was all acting."

Wang Weili turned to look at Yang Mi, indicating that he had tried his best to explain.

Yang Mi closed her eyes, wanting to bang her head against the wall.

Liu Kaiwei's forehead veins throbbed, feeling that Wang Weili was constantly provoking her.

Just then, Liang Shengquan, who had been suspected of falling into the toilet, finally returned to the production office.

"Huh? Why is this door open?"

"Willie, how's your rehearsal with Yang Mi going?"

"I suddenly had an idea while I was in the bathroom, and I thought I'd add a few kissing scenes for you guys to get into the swing of things..."

Liang Shengquan became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, completely unaware that the extra person in the office was trembling with anger.

"Or, let's have a scene to suppress the entry of the Burning Sword's evil energy into the body..."

"grass!"

Liu Kaiwei roared and lunged at Wang Weili with bared teeth and claws.

Wang Weili neither dodged nor evaded; he simply turned around on the spot when Wang Weili threw a punch, his movements graceful and effortless.

Liu Kaiwei exerted too much force, lost her balance, and fell forward, scrambling and rolling as she went.