The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 279 - : Bullying the Director’s Wife - Courting Death (Second Update)

Vice Director Zhao hurriedly called the crew member over, “Nevermind this for now, go find a martial arts stand-in.”

The crew member also had a headache.

Fang Lixiang felt bad, “Vice Director, I’ll do it myself.”

Vice Director Zhao wished she could, but Director Jiang had made it clear, her action scenes were to be done by a stand-in, “Aren’t you feeling unwell?”

“It’s nothing, just one scene.”

Zhou Xufang was pulling at her clothes from behind, “You can’t film action scenes.” She whispered to Fang Lixiang, “I’ll do it for you.”

“That won’t do; it’s too dangerous if you’re not professional.”

“It’s okay; I used to be a martial arts stand-in.” She reassured Fang Lixiang and then went to talk to Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi, just like Fang Lixiang, also said no.

“Why not?”

“Martial arts stand-ins entail certain risks.”

Zhou Xufang thought maybe Jiang Zhi had forgotten; she was as strong as an ox, jumping like a monkey shot from a catapult: “That city wall is only six or seven meters—I can jump sixty or seventy. I’ve done this before; I have experience.”

She had been a martial arts stand-in, moved bricks, cleaned toilets, wiped windows—a crowd actor.

You can’t be considered fully developed if you’re not an outstanding professional errand runner.

Jiang Zhi still disagreed, “You, a director’s wife, what are you doing as a martial arts stand-in?”

The excellent Zhou Xufang, “I need to make money to take care of you.”

“…”

Sweet nothings, one after another.

Jiang Zhi’s heart bloomed with delight, utterly unprincipled: “You only know how to say what I like to hear.” And yet, he fell for it every time, “Don’t force yourself; safety comes first.”

Zhou Xufang, “Ok.”

Alright then, she was to leave, but stopping at the doorway she turned back, “Jiang Zhi.”

“Mm.”

She had something to say, “When you’re directing, don’t be too harsh, everyone is scared of you.”

Right then, Jiang Zhi wasn’t harsh at all, gently placing the hat on her head and tying a bow, “Good if they’re scared; it makes them more efficient.”

Zhou Xufang’s face was squished by the hat into a round shape, “They’ll also sneakily curse you behind your back, calling you King Yanluo, Little Ancestor.”

Jiang·Yama·Little Ancestor·Zhi, “No need to care.”

It was all true.

Only Zhou Xufang felt they were unfairly blaming her boyfriend, feeling a bit angry, “I don’t like them talking about you like that; you’re definitely not King Yanluo.”

“Then what am I?”

Zhou Xufang answered earnestly, “You are Black Impermanence’s boyfriend, White Impermanence.”

So cute.

Wanna kiss.

After the kiss—

“Zhou Xufang, what did you eat?”

Zhou Xufang quietly, and with guilt, said, “Stinky tofu.”

Jiang Zhi dragged her back, pushed her to sit on the sofa, “Who gave it to you?”

She touched her nose, “The sister who plays Nanny Chen.”

That sister’s husband sells stinky tofu, and he brought a bag to the set, from which Zhou Xufang ate a small box, “Does it smell very bad?”

Jiang Zhi licked her lips, “Like stinky socks.”

Having said that, she continued to kiss.

Zhou Xufang, who tasted of stinky socks, “…”

Since the issue with the body double was resolved, filming continued as normal, Zhou Xufang changed into the same clothes as Fang Lixiang, and after changing, a crew member took her to the makeup room.

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“Lisa, help her with her hair first.”

“Okay.”

Lisa let Zhou Xufang sit in front of the makeup mirror, “Do you want me to do your makeup too?”

Zhou Xufang was playing a black-clothed man wearing a veil, only her profile was being filmed, her face didn’t need to be shown, “No need, thank you.”

Lisa was a makeup artist following the crew and had a very good temper, “Why so polite.”

While Zhou Xufang was having her hair done, two people entered one after another. The first girl was dressed very brightly, and when she pulled out a chair to sit down, she made quite a commotion.

Zhou Xufang glanced at her from the mirror, she recognized this girl, who had acted in the same TV drama as Lixiang; Lixiang played Princess Su, and this girl played Lady Xiangsong.

Just a few days ago, Princess Su from the TV caused Lady Xiangsong to lose her child.

Then another girl came in, short and chubby, with her hair in a bun, “Sister Jiang Chun, here’s your coffee.”

Lady Xiangsong’s real name was Jiang Chun, she wasn’t very famous but had a big temper, “Did you add sugar?” She flung the paper cup with coffee onto the table, spilling it everywhere.

The girl was her assistant, and she immediately grabbed some tissue to wipe, “I said no sugar.” It must have been the coffee shop that didn’t hear her.

Jiang Chun didn’t listen to the explanation, “Are you trying to make me fat to death?”

“I’ll go buy another one.”

She was impatient, rolled her eyes, “Forget it, I won’t drink it, what’s the point of hiring you if you can’t even buy coffee properly.”

The assistant’s eyes turned red from being scolded, her head was down and she said nothing, just wiped the table.

“Hey!”

Lisa: Are you calling me?

Jiang Chun was sitting on the chair with her arms folded, turning around, “Yes, I’m calling you.”

Lisa turned around, “Me?”

“Who else would I be calling, a ghost?” she said, “Come and touch up my makeup.”

Lisa didn’t move, still doing Zhou Xufang’s hair, “I’ll be done here soon, please wait for five minutes.”

Jiang Chun glanced at Zhou Xufang through the mirror, her chin lifted high, “The next scene is mine, if it’s delayed and Director Jiang blames us, can you two afford it?”

This line was what Lady Xiangsong said haughtily in the harem after sleeping with the emperor, and Zhou Xufang felt that Jiang Chun’s tone just now was exactly like Lady Xiangsong herself.

In that drama, Zhou Xufang’s least favorite character was Lady Xiangsong; she hoped she would be written off quickly.

Zhou Xufang said to Lisa, “I’m in the next scene too.”

Jiang Chun glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, “Are you arguing with me?”

Zhou Xufang, “No.”

Jiang Chun lifted her chin, “You’re still arguing?”