When Fu Yunruo passed by, the director was explaining in detail to Wenwen how to shoot later, trying to do it once so that he would not have to suffer so much.
Wenwen listened seriously, nodding from time to time to express his understanding.
A moment later, the director finally instructed the set to be prepared and for the actors to get ready.
Wenwen stood to the side, waiting for the crew members to secure the rigging for him.
Fu Yunruo, watching from the sidelines, couldn’t help but ask, “It won’t be very high, will it?”
The director reassured her, “No, not at all, at most, it’s three to four meters high.”
Seeing Fu Yunruo so nervous, Si Yue also tried to comfort her, saying, “Using rigging in film shoots is quite normal. There will be even riskier scenes in the future, like cliff jumps, high-rise falls, or car stunts.”
While most people usually used stunt doubles for such scenes, Si Yue never did. He also believed that his son would be the same—it was a matter of getting used to it.
Hearing this, Fu Yunruo couldn’t help but give him a silent glare, “If you don’t know how to comfort others, don’t talk.” She was even more worried now! If Wenwen had to go through so many dangerous situations, how could she ever sleep peacefully?
Si Yue: “…” Actually, such situations would not be frequent.
With everything in place and all the actors ready, the crew cleared the shooting space to prevent unrelated personnel from being captured by the cameras. Then, the filming of this scene began.
Fu Yunruo watched from the sidelines. She didn’t understand filmmaking, but she could tell that Wenwen, who was currently acting, had completely immersed himself in his role, making it seem as if he were the character himself.
No wonder the directors had such high expectations. Some people were indeed born for this profession.
As the rig slowly lifted Wenwen into the air, his small body gradually ascended until it stopped at around three meters. Wenwen was no stranger to wire-flying, but he had lived pampered even since his rebirth, and he was no longer the person from his past life who had endured countless hardships. He realized he had grown fragile; when he was lifted, he felt his body being tightly constricted, making him extremely uncomfortable. During his first attempt, he wasn’t prepared, and he couldn’t control his expression well. The director called for a cut and quickly lowered him down.
Fu Yunruo immediately ran over and called out, “Wenwen!”
After failing on his first attempt, Wenwen felt a sense of disappointment. However, he still comforted his mother, “Mom, I’m fine.”
Fu Yunruo wanted to suggest giving up, feeling heartbroken just by watching from the sideline. But the look in her son’s determined eyes made her unable to bring herself to say it.
The director also asked with concern, “Wenwen, are you okay?”
The boy replied crisply, “I’m okay!”
Si Yue held Fu Yunruo’s hand and said, “He can do it. Let’s go.” He also felt sorry, but he believed that as a man, Wenwen should be able to endure this level of hardship.
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My Son is a Reborn Villain
General FictionChi Wen's short life has been bumpy. Ever since he could remember things, he was already living in the orphanage, growing up without a family. Later, he entered the entertainment industry and became a first generation film emperor. However, he final...