Second-rate boxing star

  When Mei Yu received the call from her agent, several strong-bodied men were busy around her, helping her tie up the steel wire. Next, she was going to complete a high-difficulty move, and the steel wire would suspend her in mid-air. Then, like an excellent gymnast, she would complete a side somersault and two front flips.

  Aerial silks, also known as aerial fabrics, are a type of performance in which artists perform aerial acrobatics while hanging from silk fabrics. The fabric is usually made of nylon or polyester and is hung from the ceiling or a rigging system. Performers climb up the fabric to various heights and then pose, flip, and drop in various ways, often without the use of safety nets or wires.

  After filming, the steel wire marks are erased through post-production editing, so what the audience sees is a scene where the actors seem to be flying in mid-air like gods.

  In the midst of the noise, the agent's sharp voice was still very piercing. Mei Yu habitually moved the phone three inches further away: "Xiao Yu, I heard you rejected Director Chen's play again. Do you know how hard I worked to get you this opportunity?! You're just a second-rate martial arts actress, and every day, many young and beautiful girls emerge in this world. What qualifications do you have to be picky?!"

  It's another old story, Meiyu felt annoyed in her heart. She made a gesture to the martial arts instructor beside her, indicating that she could complete the rest on her own.

  The martial arts instructor knew that this actress, although not a first-line star, was also considered to be quite talented in the second line. He had collaborated with Mei Yu before and nodded knowingly, extending his right hand and making an OK gesture.

  "Hey Liu, I've read through Director Chen's script. There's a scene where the supporting actor gets chased by a group of hungry lions. You know my knee hasn't been doing great lately, and I'm worried it might be dangerous."

  "Besides, I've told you many times before, I don't want to film these fighting scenes anymore. Can't you get me some scripts with more substance?!"

  After finishing the sentence, Mei Yu hung up the phone decisively. She's not young this year, and many of her fellow female stars who debuted together have long since retired. If they weren't still popular, they would have found a way out for themselves early on, either by marrying into a wealthy family or marrying a financial tycoon. Only she was still working hard for a vague and elusive dream.

  Mei Yu was discovered by a talent scout when she was young, thanks to her pretty face, and rashly entered the entertainment industry. Relying on her hard work and willingness to suffer, she has been struggling for many years, but her beauty has gradually faded, and she has become a second-tier star with a body full of injuries, barely able to make a living.

  She has been confident for so many years, and she can definitely win one or two awards with her acting skills. Unfortunately, the scripts that come to her are either "Martial Arts Heroine" or "Goddess Sister", all of which require good looks rather than acting skills.

  The agent was blunt, pointing out that if there were no more fight scenes for her, at this age, she wouldn't even be wanted as a vase, and could only play roles like the sharp-tongued old lady-in-waiting beside the empress.

  The director shouted through the loudspeaker, and May suddenly recalled her thoughts. She waved at the director with a flourish, and the light shone directly on her face, dazzling her with its intense brightness. She forced herself to open her eyes, otherwise she would end up being filmed with her eyes closed in a comical scene.

  When her eyes got used to the strong light, Mei Yu saw clearly that beside the director stood a gentle and elegant woman, leaning against him like a little bird, both of them chatting and laughing as if this was just an insignificant play.

  A surge of resentment rose in Mei Yu's heart, just last year she played the role of a mother in a low-cost tragedy, she really acted with all her heart, portraying the pain of a middle-aged widow whose son suffered from eye disease.

  Although not the protagonist, many film critics said that her brilliance in the play far overshadowed the protagonist of the play, and they all predicted that she would be the well-deserved winner of the Golden Phoenix Award for Best Supporting Actress that year.

  Cheng Wan, the woman who joked with the director, suddenly emerged as a dark horse and won the Best Supporting Actress award for her role as a melancholic vase in a commercial film directed by an internationally renowned director. She then quickly rose to become a first-line actress thanks to this east wind.

  Mei Tingken took on the role in this trashy serial, flying back and forth, suspended in mid-air for four or five hours a day. She had a psychological gamble, she wanted to prove that even as a supporting actress in this TV series starring Cheng Wan, she would outshine the lead.

  As the sound of "a" rose, Mei Ting was quickly lifted into mid-air. She endured the discomfort in her waist and abdomen, waving two long water sleeves, from a distance, she looked like a fairy in ancient costume.

  Plum rain performed the front roll and side somersault accurately according to the script, next should be the director shouting stop, entering the next scene shooting, but she didn't hear the director's command for a long time.

  Mei Ting struggled to maintain her balance in mid-air, looking towards the director's direction, and caught sight of Cheng Wan laughing with a bunch of flowers beside him. The assistant director hastily ran up and whispered a few words into the director's ear, only then did he notice Mei Ting who had stopped moving.

  The director immediately stood up and shouted in a very unhappy tone: "What's stopping? Who told you to stop, retake!"

  After finishing, the director sat down and muttered in his mouth: "It's such an actor, half red and purple, thinking he's a big shot, casually wasting everyone's hard work, making everyone busy for nothing."

  Mei Yu's face turned pale, she didn't say anything, but silently adjusted her body, preparing for the next round of shooting. In the crew, unless you are an international superstar, otherwise, you'd better listen to the director's instructions, the director is the local emperor in the crew, a second-rate small star, can't afford to offend him.

  It's not uncommon for things to be changed halfway through, and when it comes to outsiders, just claim that the schedule doesn't match, and someone is being arrogant. In this circle, it's always easier to smear someone than to praise them.

  Plum rain's forehead began to sweat, the director delayed calling out the start, she could only hang in mid-air, her chest felt stuffy, this symptom had been there for a long time, she didn't dare go see a doctor, both parents died of heart disease, she suspected it was genetic.

  Her parents had always hoped she would settle down early, marry a decent family and have children, but she kept thinking about winning a trophy to comfort herself for so many years of hard work. Her parents, who had been with her all along, finally left without closing their eyes.

  Plum rain looked at the ground getting lower and lower, as if she saw her parents' faces, she was puzzled and thought, what's going on?

  A shrill cry came from the crew: "The wire has broken, quick, safety mat!"