Chapter 517 Curse of Method Acting
The hall in which the premiere interview was being held right at this moment fell into utter silence, as if a beast had sprung into the center of the crowd and everyone was too stunned to speak.
But none was wiser to interrupt or to stop the reporter who had just spoken the things that everybody wanted to know the answer to.
The directors and producers who were sitting on each side of Ran Xueyi held their breaths. They had a bigger reaction than Ran Xueyi, who had been asked this question. But neither stepped in to defend her or avert the reporter to inquire something else.
Even Su Zixi and Miao Li could not open their mouths. They were already oriented by the film's PR team to not do anything once these types of inquiries were asked. It was all for the sake of the film's future exposure and benefits everyone will receive.
Despite hiding their skyrocketing curiosities, Ran Xueyi knew that even the film production team and cast members would like to know how she would answer. How could they not? Ran Xueyi was now inside the eye of the storm, involved with two men after she confessed to be married to an unnamed man.
If she doesn't respond appropriately and satisfy them, rumors are bound to resurface with an even stronger flame.
Ran Xueyi knew that the entertainment industry was a forest surrounded with shadows creeping in the dark. She was long used to it, thus this type of situation that could make even the strongest person in the world bow down in fear and anxiety did not deter her.
"Normally, I would have said 'no comment'. But this has something to do with my reputation as well as my marriage with my beloved. Being involved with such an excellent man such as the prime minister's nephew is a mere coincidence." Ran Xueyi's smile pierced through the crowd, fearless and undaunted. "So, I hope that everyone won't link me up to the generous man as he is engaged with his lovely fiance."
Everyone calmly listened with both ears. Her voice drowned the overwhelming tension in the air. Ran Xueyi's gaze flits quickly across cameras with their lens pointed at her countenance.
Ran Xueyi quickly added before anyone could interject, "As for the one issue where they saw me shopping at the mall with someone. I can tell you that it's real. However, the truth was distorted as that man is not a parvenu. He's far from that."
A parvenu won't describe what kind of identity Song Yu Han has. He was far more dangerous, wealthier, handsome, and younger to be a simple third-rate wealthy old man.
The reporter took her hint and asked, "Then, who is that man?"
"My husband."
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Ran Xueyi went into the private theater with the other cast members and VIP guests who were invited to the first premiere of the film <The Invitation>. They were all seated in the front while the fans and many online film critics occupied the seats in the back.
As soon as the lights dimmed and the beam coming from the cinema projector hit the front of the stage, the crowd, who were still unable to take their minds off the interview, hushed and silence reigned the entire place.
Now, the country will focus on doing a manhunt rather than watch our film."
Miao Li, who sat on her right, couldn't contain her excitement and her gleeful smile. "Sister Xueyi ah, Why did you have to do that? Now, the country will focus on doing a manhunt rather than watch our film."
She said it jokingly and Su Zixi, who could hear her, nodded in agreement.
"It's true. As your fan, I'm more eager to go and take my phone out to search for this mystery man who took you away."
Ran Xueyi sighed but she didn't comment as the film soon started in front.
The film's goal was not mainly focused on the blossoming romance between the main lead roles. The victim's stories, the goal and driving point of the villains, as well as how the entire process of saving one's life were the essence of the entire thing.
Both Su Zixi and Miao Li displayed what a pair of lovers working at the police department should look like. It was not as smooth-sailing as many TV and films showed. There was a lot of tension, more suffering between the line of work and lovelife. Especially, when the antagonists started to drive a heavy wedge between the two protagonists.
When Ran Xueyi's character, Ruan Jiaojiao, came into the projection screen, her fans gripped the handrest of their seats, looking as if they would stand up if they were so much as poked by someone.
Previously, they assumed Ran Xueyi would play as a secondary main lead, where they would support the main leads to a staggering development.
Instead, they saw Ran Xueyi playing as an antagonist!
A f*cking villainess!
They had never seen this type of Ran Xueyi for a long time. The viciousness that was long forgotten came out and struck them straight into their hearts.
Usually, a two-faced villain would draw the audience's hatred and disgust. But Ran Xueyi bordered in between. They hated her yet they couldn't help but love Ruan Jioaojiao for her realistic views and emotions.
When Ruan Jiaojiao was shot after she had killed the teacher who had molested and tortured his victims, the crowd couldn't stop the tears that fell from their eyes. They mourned her death more than feeling the resonance of justice that the main lead's served for the greater good.
However, they couldn't deny that what the main leads had done was only right.
Ruan Jiaojiao was not a good person. Fighting fire with fire will only result in a bigger explosion and greater suffering. No matter what, she had killed the criminals in a cruel way.
After her character died, Ran Xueyi smiled in satisfaction. She had done great in pulling Ruan Jiaojiao into this world. Albeit, there was a huge risk of losing herself in the process of making Ruan Jiaojiao.
As a method actress, Ran Xueyi trained herself to immerse her body and soul to become Ruan Jiaojiao. A long process of practice was done to completely embody her emotions and movements. Until now, Ran Xueyi could feel Ruan Jiaojiao inside of her.
If not for the fact that Ran Xueyi was inside the theater with several other people, she would have gone to the dressing room now and ripped off the dress she wore to ease the pain and suffering she was currently feeling. Seeing Ruan Jiaojiao in front of her relived her emotions, throwing herself into discordance.
As the film continues, Ran Xueyi felt lightheaded and dizzy. She only realized that she had been sweating when she unclasped her hands and opened it to see a crescent moon-like dent had appeared in her palms.
She needed to get out of her. Fast.
She thought she had gone better. That her acting won't affect her anymore. But Ran Xueyi overestimated her capabilities. How laughable it was that she thought she could escape the curse of method acting.
Withholding her breath, Ran Xueyi lowered her gaze from the silver screen and closed off her senses, trying her best to keep the remaining threads of her control tethered.
The thought of Song Yu Han and Little Zhanzhan eased the warring emotions inside of her. But it was not enough. Ran Xueyi knew that.
She needed something more. Something tangible she could hold.
"Sister Xueyi?"
Ran Xueyi heard the voice of Miao Li, who sat next to her, but she couldn't utter a reply. Sweat soaked the small of her back, her fine brows furrowed tightly as she unsuccessfully calmed herself down
Miao Li seemed to perceive her restlessness and wanted to reach out to her.
However, before she could touch Ran Xueyi, someone placed a baseball hat on top of her head.
Miao Li glanced towards the hand that was outstretched from behind Ran Xueyi. The thick and sinewy forearm led towards broader shoulders covered in black shirt, slender neck, and a sharp jawline that framed that handsomely contoured face.
A sudden blush crept in her cheeks as instantaneous as her eyes laid on the man sitting behind Ran Xueyi.
Song Yu Han nodded at her, but his eyes glittered as it focused around the person seated in front of him.
He leaned forward, folding his long legs in order to fit himself between cramped space, and whispered, "Close your eyes and listen to my voice. I'm here."
Ran Xueyi flinched in surprise. An urge to turn her head to glance over at him was smoothed when she felt herself relaxing. The tension and trembling of her body slowly dissipated like shadowy swirls of evil darkness retreating from the glaring light.
Unconsciously, she listened to his voice. Her eyes closed and her ears listened to his rhythmic and calm breath sound from behind the back of her head.
He was always there for her when she needed him to.
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