Ding Qing did not deny that she fell in love with Huo Tingyu at first sight.
But Ding Qing knew in her heart that with her status, Huo Tingyu, the commander of Yongzhou, would not let Huo Tingyu take another look at him.
She bit her lower lip and focused her gaze on Chen Jinjun.
If you say...
If he really plays the role of Chen Dongjia, Marshal Huo will look at him more.
Or maybe I should be more bold, if I really become a movie star...
Moreover, Chen Jinjun and Huo Tingyu have never performed a worship ceremony, so don't they also have a chance?
Once this thought came up, it grew wildly in Ding Qing's heart.
In the days that followed, she took advantage of Zhai Xun's expectations of herself and wore basically the best-selling ready-made clothes in the cloth store.
Su Miaomiao also personally selected the jewelry during the shooting from the warehouse.
Ding Qing, dressed in fine clothes, stood in the mirror and looked at herself.
Although she is not the protagonist of this movie, the Chen Jinjun she plays is the authoritarian in everyone's minds.
You can count it yourself, you’ve experienced it, haven’t you?
She looked at her own eyebrows in the mirror that resembled Chen Jinjun's, and couldn't help but touch them.
Then, she thought again about Huo Tingyu, who was so considerate to Chen Jinjun that day.
Ding Qing imitated Chen Jinjun's every move day and night.
This actually surprised Zhai Xun.
While filming, Zhai Xun still praised him repeatedly: "Look, isn't it much better now?"
Ding Qing pursed her lips and smiled shyly, but no one knew that she really wanted to be angry.
She is very sure of her goal, which is to become popular and become a big movie star, so that she can stand beside Huo Tingyu and compete with Chen Jinjun.
However, Ding Qing didn't notice that when she was feeling complacent, Suiyu, who had just acted opposite her, was looking at her with a frown.
These days, Suiyu has always felt that something is wrong with Ding Qing. Although she just played Chen Jinjun for a while, her temperament has changed a bit in her daily life.
For example, Chen Jinjun likes to drink tea on weekdays, and she follows suit, sitting at the table every day, guarding a pot of tea.
But what exactly is weird, Broiyu can't tell. After all, Zhai Xun asked Ding Qing to imitate Chen Jinjun at all times, so that he can achieve the best state during filming.
After leaving the set, Ding Qing saw the class leader she had been in Miaoyin Tower.
"Hey, Miss Ding is out." When the class leader saw Ding Qing, he hurriedly greeted her.
Ding Qing frowned slightly. She didn't like the money-grubbing class leader in front of her, but now she wasn't angry yet, so she had to stay silent with the class leader.
The class leader didn't notice Ding Qing's little thoughts. In his opinion, Ding Qing was already a popular figure in his hands.
"Are you tired?" the class leader said flatteringly.
It's not like he didn't notice that Ding Qing was in the crew just now, sitting aside with a pot of tea.
Isn't this a proper preferential treatment?
If he said that Ding Qing was useless and could not become a big movie star, he would be the first to not believe it.
Ding Qing didn't notice that the class leader's greedy eyes were looking back and forth on her.
But she hasn't become famous yet, so she still has to live in the leader's troupe.
But... Ding Qing had some thoughts.
"Master, how much do you know about the boss and the commander-in-chief?"
She looked at the class teacher, her eyes full of questions.
Chen Jinjun's eyebrows are beautiful, and Ding Qing's eyebrows, which are somewhat similar to hers, are not much different.
Coupled with Zhai Xun's personal teaching these days, Ding Qing is no longer as timid as before.
But no one knows what lies behind the cowardice.
In the dead of night, Ding Qing avoided the eyes and ears of everyone and quietly came to an inconspicuous alley.
"How are you, daughter? Dad has heard that you are going to become a big movie star."
In the corner squatted a gray-faced middle-aged man, smoking a dry pipe and looking at Ding Qing with a smile.
Ding Qing couldn't help but frown: "Didn't I say that after selling me to the troupe, we will have no relationship at all?"
She knew what her useless father was doing, but just for the little money, he came to find her.
But now I am just living and eating in Miaoyin Building, so where will I get the spare money?
"How can it really be broken? After all, I, Ding Laosan, brought you here from the Central Plains. You are our own flesh and blood after all."
Ding Laosan looked Ding Qing up and down and saw a pair of pearl earrings on her ears. He stood up and wanted to grab them.
Ding Qing was always wary of him, but at this moment she just avoided it.
Only then did she realize that she still had the pearl earrings she wore on the set that afternoon.
"This is something owned by the public, how dare you ask for it?" Ding Qing looked at her father in disbelief, who was so confused that he couldn't stand up straight.
After Ding Laosan heard that it was from the government, his eyes suddenly sobered up for a rare moment.
But then, he looked at Ding Qing with a scoundrel look: "Public? Then you have nothing to honor your father and me?"
Ding Qing's hands slowly clenched into fists inside her sleeves, and she gritted her teeth: "You have sold me to the troupe, and there is no relationship between us at all."
"It doesn't matter? That's nice to say. So for so many years, everything you have eaten has been mine, so why don't you just forget about it?"
Having said this, Ding Laosan snorted rather roguely.
Seeing Ding Qing looking down on him, Ding Laosan habitually raised his hand to hit her.
Ding Qing was rare and tough: "Hit me. If I get a little injured, it will ruin the character in the movie. Do you think you can still be alive by then?"
Ding Laosan's hand was hovering in mid-air, and it didn't matter whether he hit it or not.
Ding Qing shrank in reflex, but straightened her back the next second: "We are on different paths now. Since you sold me to the troupe at that time, no wonder I have turned against you now."
"You...you..." Ding Laosan was furious, pointing at Ding Qing, unable to speak for a long time.
But Ding Qing didn't look moved at all: "What happened to me? Isn't this what it should be?"
Her eyes were filled with tears, as if saying these words really made her feel bad about herself.
But Ding Qing also knew that if she didn't get rid of her useless father, she would be implicated by him sooner or later.
Although Ding Qing knew very well in her heart, she still shed tears uncontrollably.
Even though Ding Qing has been consciously imitating Chen Jinjun during this period, she is not Chen Jinjun after all. After all, she is just a poor woman.
"I'm here to tell you that we will never have any relationship with each other again. Don't come to me either. I'll just pretend that I don't have a father like you."
After finishing speaking, Ding Qing left without looking back.
Ding Laosan was alone in the dark alley. Looking at Ding Qing's leaving figure, he didn't feel any guilt at all. Instead, he touched his chin thoughtfully.