Many grumbled to themselves about her, yet they did not dare to voice their complaints aloud.
Yang Mi was high up in the celebrity rankings; she was not someone to be trifled with.
Mu Xi magically got a hold of a small battery-operated fan and directed its wind at Yun Shishi's face. As for her, she was sweating all over from the sweltering heat.
Her artiste had to film under such stuffy weather with heavy makeup on her face. If she perspired so much that her makeup ended up smudging, she would have to wash away all traces of cosmetics on her face and re-apply them again.
As she would be given close-up shots for the scheduled few outdoor scenes, they could not afford for any flaws to be seen on her face.
If there were any bald spots in her foundation, resulting in an uneven complexion, the quality of the shots could not be guaranteed, and a retake had to be done.
Therefore, Mu Xi held up the small electric fan in one hand and kept fanning Yun Shishi with a folding fan in another.
The actress was heartbroken to see her assistant's face flush from being under the broiling sun. She pushed the fan to her. "Look at you; you're heating up. Don't just keep fanning me and mind yourself as well. Please don't get a heat stroke."
Her assistant was momentarily astonished. Touched by her thoughtful action, she expressed her feelings. "Shishi, I realize that you are a nice person."
"Isn't this normal?"
"How many artistes out there treat their assistants like real people?" she grumbled. "You haven't seen everything yet. Many assistants are their artistes' punching bags; they slap them over the slightest disagreements! As assistants, we must bear the blame and inconvenience. It's really tiring! Yun Shishi, you're different in that you treat me well and are nice to me!"
"… It's that serious?" She was flabbergasted.
"Have you heard of Yan Bingqing?" Her assistant tattled in a hushed voice. "Her assistant stepped on her dress before by accident, and in a fit of anger, she splashed a cup of freshly brewed hot tea on her face. That poor assistant had blisters immediately surface on her skin."
"…" Yun Shishi was dumbfounded. "She's that vicious?"
"Otherwise, what do you think?" Her assistant chuckled. "I'm very fortunate to be following you; everyone is so envious of me!"
"Pfft!" She blurted out a giggle.
"What… What are you laughing at?" Mu Xi stared at her, unable to laugh or cry.
She frankly verbalized her thoughts. "Now that you mention it, it sounds just like an emperor's harem in the ancient times! An artiste is like a concubine, while an assistant is her maid. The concubines scheme and compete against each other. How interesting."
Mu Xi could not help but titter at that. "Ha ha, exactly! That's how this industry works!"
She displayed a smile, yet her face was veiled with frost.
Her face was so cold one's shoulders would instinctively shudder.
She turned around and was surprised to meet Gu Xingze, who was now standing near her. He offered her an ice pack which diffused cooling air. "Here."
"Xingze, you're done with your scenes?" She greeted him cheerily.
Gu Xingze was previously managed by Qin Zhou, and Mu Xi was under the latter's wing as his assistant. Thus, she was familiar with the superstar.
The actor nodded to acknowledge the assistant's presence. He twisted the cap of a bottle, and furiously consumed the cold water within.
He was dressed in a set of workout clothes and had makeup on his face. Unlike his usual image in front of the camera, right now, he resembled a teenager of 14 or 15 years of age. He had fair skin, translucent eyes, and a scholarly aura as warm as jade, yet none of these suppressed his vitality.
He looked exceedingly handsome.
Entranced by his side-profile when drinking water, Mu Xi's heart fluttered wildly.
"So handsome…" The bewitched assistant suddenly shifted her gaze on to her artiste in envy, murmuring, "Shishi, I'm so jealous of you!"