The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 857 - 856. The most pitiable person is me.

Since joining the cast, Tang Shu, who had been idle for half a year, once again packed her schedule to the brim.

School, the film crew, the theater, her time was consumed by this trifecta.

By the time she finished her last performance of "The Factory" this month, the weather had gradually warmed up, and the green grass in the community was showing signs of revival.

"COOL’s latest spring collection has arrived. I’ve arranged an ad shoot for you this weekend. Can you spare two hours?"

Because Tang Shu had so much on her plate, Luo Lin had to temporarily leave the new talent she had just signed to serve this little ancestor instead.

Dressed in a flowing white ancient costume, Tang Shu touched her waist and could distinctly feel a bit of chafing there.

"Yes, I’ve got two theater performances in the morning. ’Easy Rule Jianghu’ scenes are in the evening, I’ll be free in the afternoon."

Indeed, the smash hit ancient costume comedy had begun filming for its sequel, and today was day two. Tang Shu, turning into a spinning top, had to add a "2" to her already hectic circuit.

It’s worth noting that most of both casts’ scenes were shot at Imperial Capital Film and Television City, which at least saved her the time of commuting in the notorious traffic of the capital city.

"That’s good. I’ve arranged a time with the photographer. Wait... are you not feeling well?"

Luo Lin swore she’d seen her talent clutching her lower abdomen several times. Could it be—

"Don’t worry, I’m not on my period."

It’s just... could she not dangle from wires? For someone proficient in Qinggong, a few meters off the ground really isn’t much.

Tang Shu was torn between being thought of as a monster and enduring the tight squeeze. In the end, she had to submit to the latter.

Forget it, just think of it as doing Sister Luo a favor.

Only heaven knew how many gigs Starshine Media talents had taken on lately, to the point that their agent had been sporting panda eyes for days.

After a cup of tea in the rest area, Tang Shu stood up again to continue filming while Luo Lin couldn’t help but sigh as she watched her head to the nearby set.

"Why do I feel like I’m Zhou Bapi?"

Seeing her own artist working by the minute, she strangely felt a twinge of guilt—an illogical reaction.

Hold on! This person had been playing for a full half year; she hadn’t shot any TV drama in six months and didn’t deserve any sympathy!

Luo Lin consoled herself while focusing on the paperwork at hand and didn’t forget to instruct Tiantian to prepare a nutritious lunch.

"Clearly, I’m the most pitiful one here, so I shouldn’t worry about it..."

***

After the spring equinox, all things came back to life, including theater plays.

With stories like "The Factory" becoming hits, more and more people started to flock to theaters, and cities outside of the capital witnessed a surge in theater popularity, causing many theaters to be fully booked.

The consequent increase in wages for theater actors was absolutely good news for Lotus Drama Society.

In the Imperial Capital’s First Theater, Miss Tong, a striking beauty, had just finished a theater performance when she received a call.

"Wait, are you saying you’re inviting me for a screen test with the cast, for ’Easy Rule Jianghu 2’?"

"Yes, Miss Tong. I’ve seen your theater performances; you have remarkable acting skills, and our crew is looking forward to your arrival."