Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

First know his name, then know his background, and slowly get to know him. When there are opportunities in the future, they can continue to develop their relationship.

Moreover, Zhao Manshi absolutely believed in her perfect conditions – a rich girl, a sweet voice, and a talented person. Even in the capital, Zhao Manshi did not lack suitors.

If the gentleman who saved her just now had a deeper understanding of her, he would have liked her.

“Miss Zhao, Manxi is still changing into her costume.”Lu Shanhe did not even raise his head and continued to focus on checking the makeup on Jiang Cheng’s face. “It’s an important place for work. You can only stay for five minutes at most.”

His tone was rather impolite, but Zhao Manshi did not mind.

She pretended to wait for Gu Manxi, but in fact, she had been thinking about what she should say. Zhao Manshi’s tone carried a hint of curiosity that could not be concealed. “Yes… Director Lu, I almost got hit by a rickshaw when I came to Hengdian just now. An actor from your production team, who was wearing a Chinese suit and had his hair combed back. He was not very tall and was quite thin. He saved me. I would like to thank him in person if you could tell me his name.”

Lu Shanhe raised one of his eyebrows.

Assistant director Wang Fugui scratched his head and looked puzzled. “Is there such an actor? Why don’t I remember him? could he be a stand-in? But our production team basically doesn’t use stand-ins.”

“There really is one!” Zhao Manshi was a little anxious. Her pretty face turned red, and her slender fingers fidgeted uneasily. “Think about it again. He’s gentle, has thick eyebrows, and his eyes are especially bright.”

Zhao Manshi was really moved.

It was the first time in eighteen years that she was so moved by a boy. It was not for profit or for the family business. Just a simple glance at him gave her an impulse to live with him for the rest of her life.

“Hm… Master, the production team has shot five individual scenes today. There are small actors auditioning at six in the afternoon.” Wang Fugui racked his brain, but he could not think of any male actor that matched Zhao Manshi’s description. “Could he be an extra?”

Zhao Manshi tightened her grip on her dress. “Extra…”

Could it be that she had taken a fancy to a poor person?

Zhao Manshi’s mood was subtle, and she could not describe that feeling. She was not looking down on poor people. She was just worried that if she were to be with this person, their statuses would be vastly different, and her parents might object to it…

For a moment, countless scenes from television dramas flashed through Zhao Manshi’s mind.

Forget it, let’s find him first.

“Extras are in Area 2,” Wang Fugui kindly pointed out the way.

Zhao Manshi did not stay any longer. She turned around and was about to leave. Before she stepped out of the door, she suddenly heard a familiar voice behind her. “Miss Wang, there’s a hole in this cheongsam. It needs to be sewn.”

The white high heels did not yet step out of the door. Her heart was racing.

Zhao Manshi suddenly turned around with a face full of surprise. She was too familiar with this voice!

Zhao Manshi blurted out, “It’s you. I came specially to tell you–”

The rest of her words were stuck in her throat, and she could not say them out loud for a long time.

The door to the changing room was already open, and at the end of the door stood a beautiful woman in a Chinese suit with long hair draped over her shoulders.

Gu Manxi went in to change her makeup for the afternoon, but she found that there was a very obvious cut on the right side of the cheongsam. Naturally, she could not put it on, so she walked out with the tattered clothes.

Of course, Gu Manxi was still wearing the men’s clothes that she had not changed out of. The wig had been taken off long ago, and the makeup on her face had been removed. Her long black hair fell down gently, and she had an aura that was between handsome and beautiful.

Gu Manxi noticed Zhao Manshi at the door and frowned slightly. “You haven’t left yet?”