The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

Pan Mao felt unhappy after hearing this, and felt that Sang Feiwan was ungrateful and even frivolous.

"Ms. Sang, although you were recommended by Mr. Bai, there is another Mr. Bai above Mr. Bai. You can't rely on your personal relationship with Mr. Bai to be too arrogant, right?"

He just heard Sang Feiwan say that she and Bai Jun got together because of a bet, and this relationship was definitely unstable.

Who knows, that Xiaobai always praises her for some purpose.

The other Mr. Bai is the real person in charge of the Bai family and may not give her this face.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Feiwan's cell phone rang.

Pan Maoyi accidentally glanced over and was surprised to find that the name on the caller ID was: Bai Chengfeng.

Sang Feiwan pressed the answer button: "Boss Bai, what's up?"

Bai Chengfeng's tone was a little anxious: "Miss Sang, Ah Jun ran away from home and left a note saying that he was going to seek the immortals and asked me to go to a foreign country to marry and give birth to an heir."

"I thought he was joking at first, but I couldn't find him anywhere in the past few days. Miss Sang, is he okay? I really have no other choice, so I came to you for help."

Zhang Xuexue was going to Shoulong Mountain two days ago. Bai Jun happened to call Sang Feiwan that night to chat, and the conversation turned to Zhang Xuexue.

Then he insisted that he also wanted to go, and asked Sang Feiwan to help talk to Yu Beiming.

Now, with the director still beside him, Sang Feiwan couldn't say it too bluntly, so he said to Bai Chengfeng: "Bai Jun is fine, just think of him as traveling and he will be back soon."

Bai Chengfeng asked: "Where did you go?"

Sang Feiwan said: "I can't tell you the exact address. Anyway, I promise you that he will be fine."

After experiencing a series of things, Bai Chengfeng still trusted Sang Feiwan very much and felt relieved after listening to her words.

After hanging up the phone, Sang Feiwan looked up and saw Pan Mao still standing beside her, eavesdropping quietly, as if he really wanted to know the relationship between her and Bai Chengfeng.

Sang Feiwan simply brought up the topic:

"Director, I know I got the female lead role because of Bai Jun, so you must feel uncomfortable. Now it's just a training camp, and there's no official announcement. If you think I'm not suitable, I can leave without any force. You can rest assured about the Bai family, I promise Bai Jun won't bear a grudge against you because of this."

Having said that, Pan Mao actually felt a little ashamed.

"Ms. Sang, I have absolutely no opinion on you personally. It's just that I have been preparing for this movie for a long time and it is a very important work for me. I hope that the actors, especially the leading actress, must be perfect, so it is inevitable that I am a little harsh."

Sang Feiwan said: "But there is no perfect person in this world, and the same goes for movies. Although I haven't watched many movies, I know that classic characters in film history have more or less flaws. Perfection is not necessary. As long as the flaws do not outweigh the merits, they can still shine. If you pursue perfection, you will fall into obsession and achieve the opposite effect."

These words were so pertinent and full of extraordinary wisdom that Pan Mao was stunned when he heard them.

Over the years, he has made many movies, but many of them are bad movies. So when he makes a new movie, he is eager to make everything perfect: the most sufficient funds, the best shooting team, the best behind-the-scenes, the best actors and so on.

But he forgot that no one is perfect, and the team they form is not perfect either.

Even Pan Mao himself is not perfect, but he demands that everyone be perfect.

Isn’t perfection to the extreme an oppression of human nature?

In the end, problems arose within the team and the film became worse and worse.

He was suddenly awakened by Sang Feiwan. He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He just said:

"We will continue the training as usual. If you can complete the whole process and meet the standards, you will be the undisputed heroine. If you drop out halfway, then this..."

"This is my problem." Sang Feiwan took over the conversation openly, "If I withdraw because of my personal problems, I promise you that the Bai family's investment will not be reduced by a penny. As for your worry, I will take responsibility for the problem of my live broadcast. Although I am a relative, I also understand that I have to rely on myself for everything."

With these assurances, Pan Mao's concerns were alleviated to a great extent, and his impression of Sang Feiwan also changed a lot - she seemed to be different from the ordinary actresses supported by capital?

The script was read in the morning. Sang Feiwan sat beside and listened attentively. From time to time, he took a pen to make marks on the script. He looked like a well-behaved college student.

In contrast, it was the actress who played the second female lead, Yuan Fangxuan, who found fault with the script from time to time, suggesting that the second female lead's character should have more lines, which made the atmosphere on the scene very awkward for a while.

When it came to the martial arts training in the afternoon, the martial arts teacher demonstrated several basic martial arts moves, and the other actors followed suit and practiced them over and over again.

Many movements, when watched by teachers, are smooth, simple and handsome. But for actors without martial arts background, they can draw all kinds of weird effects no matter how they draw.

Sang Feiwan did not follow the practice and stood by the side, hesitating to move. Pan Mao could not help but ask: "Why don't you follow the practice? Do you think it's too difficult?"

Sang Feiwan shook his head: "I think it's too simple."

The martial arts teacher was a little unhappy when he heard this and handed her the sword: "Then why don't you do something extraordinary to open my eyes?"

Sang Feiwan took the sword, turned his wrist, and began to wield it with a swish, his posture graceful, like snow dancing in the wind. The martial arts teacher was stunned.

Who knew that the next moment, there would be a "crack" sound and the sword would break.

Everyone: "..."

Sang Feiwan frowned: The quality of this sword is too poor.

She really didn't use any spiritual power at all, she just danced too fast and the sword broke so easily?

As expected, ordinary utensils are useless. I have to be more careful next time.

Originally, Pan Mao thought that a weak girl like Sang Feiwan would not be able to perform in fighting scenes and would have to suffer.

I didn't expect her to be so skilled, just like a martial arts master.

So, she spent most of the next half day watching others practice. Not to mention suffering and being tired, it was simply too much free time.

Taking advantage of this time, she left the crowd and explored the area around the basketball stadium, trying to find the willow demon.

The strange thing was that she searched every corner but couldn't find any trace of the willow demon.

If there is no harvest during the day, you can only wait until after eleven or twelve o'clock at night when the yin energy is the strongest.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for evening body training.

Since this was a Xianxia drama, there was a set of special movements for how the immortals walked and bowed. Everything else was fine, except that many male actors couldn't do the four-square step well, so they practiced for a long time.

In the blink of an eye, it was 9:40 in the evening. Most of the actresses had gone home, but the actors were still practicing the Square Steps diligently.

Sang Feiwan checked the time and reminded Pan Mao, "It's almost time to call it a day. It will be unsafe if we stay any later."