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Chapter 42
Monday, weather clear. Favorable for travel, favorable for new beginnings, favorable for filming.
The "Good Drama PK Competition" finals officially launched on this day.
Long Guoqing and his companions arrived early at the filming location and, under the staff's arrangements, changed into white coats appropriate for doctors.
The surroundings were relatively quiet, with only a few crew members occasionally walking back and forth. They sat somewhat nervously on the corridor benches, waiting.
"Brother Long, why do you have dark circles under your eyes? Didn't sleep well last night?" someone asked softly.
Е n̂ u m а́. і d̄
Long Guoqing glanced around, then responded quietly: "You don't understand. Today we're filming a scene where we perform surgery after staying up all night. I purposely stayed up late yesterday to capture that authentic state."
The questioner had a sudden realization, then expressed some regret: "If I'd known, I would have stayed up late too."
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"Don't overdo the late nights, otherwise you'll lack energy and forget your lines," Long Guoqing said. "I also heard that our performances will be livestreamed. How awful would it be if we forgot our lines?"
Hearing this, the others suddenly realized this point.
Indeed, this was a variety show livestream, so it would definitely be broadcast live. They had almost thought it would be like at the film studio city, where it wouldn't matter if they performed multiple takes.
"We're doomed. Should we practice some more?"
Ėn̈ ů ḿа
"I feel like I haven't fully grasped one of the plot elements yet..."
"Heaven help us, we've never even played a decent role before, and suddenly we're jumping straight to a livestream."
As they were speaking, the sound of conversation and footsteps came from not far away.
Long Guoqing and the others stopped talking, hurriedly adjusted their demeanor, and completely switched back to how doctors should appear.
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Previously, to play a group of extras well, they had imitated ne'er-do-wells for several days. Now that they were playing doctors, they naturally needed to fully embody the role of a doctor at all times.
Turning to look, they saw Yao Bianliang and her entourage getting out of a car and walking toward them.
Ẅ е̄ bn̂ôv́ е l̈ Ēn̂ um̄ ӑ
The scriptwriter and director followed behind her, accompanied by several photographers, lighting technicians, makeup artists, and other relevant staff.
Yao Bianliang turned sideways, saying something to the director, who nodded in response, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
"Hey, Long Guoqing? So you're all here." An Xincheng was the first to notice Long Guoqing and the others, waving to them.
Yao Bianliang heard An Xincheng's voice and looked in their direction.
These extras had arrived so early?
Yao Bianliang still remembered how they looked that day in the film studio city. Slovenly, unaccomplished, ordinary extras just passing their days. The type you'd lose in a crowd.
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These were all the talents she had carefully selected.
Yao Bianliang's lips curved into a smile as she looked expectantly toward them in the distance.
Then, the smile on her lips slightly froze.
She saw several men in white coats with thinning hair, looking steady and reliable, standing up and walking toward them.
Especially that square-faced man in front—when his gaze met hers, Yao Bianliang almost thought she was looking at a hospital department director.
Yao Bianliang: "...?"
Ẇ еb́ nov́е ľ Е̂n̂u m̄a
Who were these people?
Were these really the extras she had recruited?!
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Yao Bianliang's steps slightly faltered, her expression somewhat bewildered. For a moment, she suspected she had mistaken their identities.
This... didn't seem right.
Except for their appearance and build, which hadn't changed much, there wasn't even the slightest similarity!
Not only had their clothing changed, but their demeanor had changed, and even their skin had become fairer.
Е n u m а̇
Just by standing there, they gave the illusion of being cultured, experienced, and erudite.
Fortunately, when they approached and began speaking, Yao Bianliang finally found that familiar feeling from their previous conversation.
"Hello, miss... oh no, Sister Liang... um, Ms. Yao, hello." Long Guoqing tried hard to maintain his composure, feeling his tongue tie up, barely able to speak.
He scratched his head, glanced at Scriptwriter An Xincheng beside him, then mustered the courage to look at Yao Bianliang: "I didn't recognize you before and thought you were also an extra at the film studio city... Thank you for recruiting us and giving us this opportunity!"
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After learning about Yao Bianliang's identity, Long Guoqing and the others had figured it out.
They had found it incredible that they passed the audition, but now it seemed that Yao Bianliang had spotted them from the beginning and directly recruited them into the production.
Е̃ n̄ ūm̂ а . і d
He had naively thought before that Yao Bianliang had merely pointed them in the right direction, letting them try their luck.
However, there was still one thing Long Guoqing couldn't quite understand: what exactly had Yao Bianliang seen in them?
It was worth noting that, at the time, their group had deliberately imitated street ruffians' behavior to play their roles well, appearing awkward whether standing or sitting, completely incongruous with the role of a doctor.
Anyone else would certainly not have chosen such a group to play doctors. But Yao Bianliang had just met them once and immediately recognized their talent and abilities, inviting them to audition.
Could it be that she had truly seen through their acting, their imitation of characters, perceived everything, and thus developed an appreciation for their talent? What incredible insight that would require.
Yao Bianliang met Long Guoqing's grateful and admiring gaze and felt somewhat dejected.
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Appearances could be deceiving.
How could she have anticipated that extras with seemingly no presence could actually play doctors so convincingly?
Yao Bianliang greeted Long Guoqing and the others, making an effort to display a relaxed smile.
Yet no one knew that her heart was bleeding inside.
After some small talk, Yao Bianliang finally asked the question on her mind: "Brother Long, how did you all suddenly become so professional?"
"Ms. Yao, you can just call me by my name," Long Guoqing scratched his head, revealing a simple, honest smile. "You may not know this, but we spent the past few days carefully observing in a hospital. In our daily lives, we've also been trying to imitate doctors' speech and behavior."
Ẇеb̃ nо vӗl Е̃ n ûṁ ӓ
He paused, somewhat embarrassed: "We also realized that this kind of surface imitation isn't very comprehensive. So we bought two or three medical books and studied some basic content alongside instructional videos. Now we at least have somewhat of a doctor's demeanor. We hope we won't hold you back."
Self-learning medical skills was, of course, impossible—medicine is profound and extensive, not something they could learn in just two days.
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They had merely skimmed the main sections of the table of contents, then, based on the script, looked at some knowledge points closely related to it.
For instance, the script involved several case studies, so they carefully read about relevant disease mechanisms, clinical conditions, and so on. Additionally, they had also studied the information about the epidemic in the final unit.
Although they didn't fully understand some areas, it would definitely help with their acting.
This was certainly better than simply memorizing lines.
E n̄ú m̂ а
Yao Bianliang: "..."
Observing and learning at a hospital? Even buying medical books to study?
Aren't you all being too dedicated?!
Yao Bianliang looked at Long Guoqing's honest face, which clearly said "I'm very sincere," and felt a surge of frustration stuck in her chest.
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She had assumed these extras posed no threat, but who would have thought these people would be so dedicated for what should have been bit parts, and that after this hard work, they would actually show some results?
Yao Bianliang's feelings were extremely complicated. She paused for a moment, and after a while, finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "So you all... are this capable."
W ёb n̊ô v е l̇_ E nu̇m а̊
She truly conceded defeat.
If an emoji could describe Yao Bianliang's current mood, it would be regret—extreme regret.
She had been terribly mistaken. These weren't the most unsuccessful extras; they were more like legendary hidden masters!
Why had she had that momentary lapse of judgment, thinking they were all promising material, and recruited them all?
It was like inviting wolves into the house.
Now, the people had been recruited, and contracts signed. Without legitimate reasons, Yao Bianliang couldn't terminate their contracts at the last minute.
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The only choice now was to grit her teeth and let them perform.
"Sister Liang, the livestream will begin soon. Shall we go change and apply makeup?" Assistant Yan Xiaoli reminded her from the side.
Yao Bianliang nodded, said a few words to the group, and strode toward the building.
Slightly lowering her gaze, she tried hard to console herself.
Stay calm; perhaps things weren't as bad as she imagined.
They were just a few supporting actors, after all. How much impact could slightly better acting skills have?
Е ṅ um a
As long as the script maintained its consistently depressing tone without any satisfying moments, that would be enough.
No matter how good the actors' performances were, they couldn't save a poor drama!
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Moreover, from another perspective, wouldn't better acting skills make the depressing atmosphere even more convincing?
Perhaps this would even better deter viewers.
With this thought, Yao Bianliang finally regained some confidence.
After all preparations were complete, at nine in the morning, the production crew, following the show's regulations, activated several cameras at the filming location.
W̊ е̃ b̆ ṅ о̃v еl Е̊num̈ а̊
The first scene they were filming today involved a failed surgery, with dialogue full of professional terminology, and an extremely grim outcome.
Yao Bianliang had deliberately chosen to film this scene first, hoping to use it as an opportunity to discourage a large portion of the audience.
As the broadcast began, viewers who had been waiting in the livestream room flooded in.
[Here it is, here it is! Looking forward to Liangliang's new drama!]
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[A theme paying tribute to medical staff? I approve.]
[Wow, I think I've seen that hospital in the filming background before, in the suburbs of S City.]
Ẅ ӗ bṅ ǒ v е̊l̂. Eǹum̃а
Yao Bianliang looked at the rapidly scrolling comments and felt somewhat emotional.
She remembered that during the preliminaries, she had been a nobody, with viewer counts in her livestream room barely reaching double digits, sparse comments, and a very quiet atmosphere.
In contrast, now, as soon as the livestream started, the popularity immediately soared into the trending list.
However, she knew this was all temporary.
Once those viewers saw their extremely depressing script and highly technical dialogue, they would likely abandon her and join other livestream rooms.
In the end, probably only celebrity fans would remain.
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But her team consisted entirely of unknown extras. Her influence alone definitely couldn't retain too many viewers.
"Sister Liang, is the livestream ready on that end? We can start filming." A staff member waved to her, and Yao Bianliang took a deep breath, slowly walking forward.
There were a total of four male and one female doctor actors, plus Yao Bianliang playing the female lead, and another female nurse, making a medical staff protagonist team of seven people.
When everyone gathered for a cast photo, they truly looked quite convincing.
[Hahaha, just seeing them standing there in white coats makes me believe they're definitely doctors—maybe it's the power of the receding hairlines?]
[The one talking about hairlines is killing me. But seriously, the higher a doctor's hairline, the more professional they instinctively seem to me. dog head emoji]
Е n̂ ùmӓ . і̆d
[Wow, these are all extras? They look no different from professional actors in certain groups.]
[Oh come on, Yao Xinxin's team not only has top-tier celebrities but also acting powerhouses. How could they possibly be outmatched by a bunch of extras?]
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[I'm a casual fan of Yao Bianliang, but honestly, her lineup this time is indeed very modest—from director to scriptwriter to actors, all newcomers. With such a team, it's still uncertain whether they can produce a decent drama.]
[That's not entirely fair. There are talented new actors and new scriptwriters who aren't famous simply because they lack opportunities.]
After the cast photo, Yao Bianliang and her team quickly proceeded to an operating room.
The heavy door slowly opened, revealing a white hospital bed with a patient already lying on it, tubes inserted everywhere. Around them, lighting technicians and photographers were already in position, ready to begin.
Ẃе̊b̊ nо̀vе l Е.n̆ üm̄a
Amid the discussions in the livestream room, the actual performance officially began.
