Chapter 622: Her Hair Was Shaved Only to Be Asked to Put on a Wig
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Although caught in a tongue-tied moment, Li Jingran still had to keep up with her appearance with so many watching eyes. Moreover, she did not think Cloud Seven would spring contract termination on her.
Li Jingran was not in the position to cease the contract. The damages for breach of contract aside, Li Jingran had no guarantee she could walk away in one piece from vicious public criticism if the whole thing was blown out of proportion. No matter how she saw it, she would wound up with the short end of the stick.
Well played, Cloud Seven!
Standing in a corner, Su Ruowan watched the whites showing in Li Jingran’s knuckles as she clutched against her phone. Su Ruowan stood in silence and desperation while hiding the grim behind her eyes.
Although she did not like Cloud Seven, Su Ruowan intended to propel herself to stardom with Cloud Seven’s reputation as her stepping stone.
Anyone who got in her way was a threat, even if it was someone who raised her and whom she called Mom!
What was Li Jingran so hung up about? It was only hair. Hair would grow after chopping it off. Even if Li Jingran could not do it for herself, she should think about Su Ruowan’s future!
Weighing out her options, Li Jingran had a lot stuffed in her mind while she faced the silence on the other end of the line. It was like an ongoing tug-o-war of patience. In the end, she swallowed her pride and hissed through her teeth, “Fine! Shave it!”
Li Jingran vowed to smoke Cloud Seven out and give him a lesson he would never forget.
In the two-odd decades in the entertainment world, Li Jingran was always met with cap in hand from the cast, directors, screenwriters, and investors. Never had she endured such humiliation!
Her body was shaking as a rush of blood to the head nearly spiraled her out of control.
The onlookers exchanged glances with great interest.
Lin Chan gloatingly grinned. What was with the reluctance? Did Li Jingran think she owned s...o...b..z? It was about time someone bad*ss like Screenwriter Cloud Seven gave Li Jingran a taste of her own medicine. Otherwise, Li Jingran would think she ran s...o...b..z and that everyone should obey her every command.
When Li Jingran got her head shaved later, Lin Chan planned to take photos so her management studio could take a swipe at Li Jingran. Anyone in the business would do the same!
The director, Hu Zheng, let out a sigh of relief in complete awe of the screenwriter. He had no guts to be so blunt to Li Jingran but Screenwriter Cloud Seven was fearlessly forthright in giving offense.
Nevertheless, Cloud Seven was established enough not to fear anything. He would have no trouble looking for actors for his TV series. Movie and TV stars ranging from A to D lists would go to lengths to cozy up with Cloud Seven just so they could be in his shows. His name spoke for itself.
With Li Jingran saying the word, Hu Zheng made haste for the stylist to shave her hair in case Li Jingran might regret it and cause another scene later. It was important they did not delay the filming.
Su Ruowan was relieved. She might say nothing of her resentment for Li Jingran, but she did hold it against her. Li Jingran still had to go bald after all that. What if Li Jingran’s fit left a bad impression on Screenwriter Cloud Seven about Su Ruowan?
She might be a minor character for the new series, but if Su Ruowan played her cards right, Cloud Seven could make her the leading lady for his next t.i.tle.
The insult was suffocating while the rage was eating Li Jingran inside. Sitting in front of a large mirror, Li Jingran watched as the stylist snipped locks of her hair. With her bleeding heart, she wished nothing more than to draw Cloud Seven out and tear him up alive.
Who did Cloud Seven think he was to do this to her? She was not going to let the matter slide. He may be a golden screenwriter and a direct ticket to high TV ratings, but Li Jingran was coming after him!
As Li Jingran’s locks were chopped off, the onlookers watched on the sidelines and whispered with mixed feelings.
Lin Chan cheerfully complimented Li Jingran for her good looks despite her hairless head.
Not at all flattered by the praise, Li Jingran only saw red and sarcasm. The d*mn b*tch clearly did not mean well and was mocking her.
Yet, Li Jingran could do nothing about it. Everybody shared one big dressing room on the set after all. She could not act the diva and kick everyone out in consideration of her decades of well-kept reputation.
Pretending to be worried, Su Ruowan waited until the stylist was done with Li Jingran before kneeling by her mother’s side. The teary-eyed Su Ruowan gently held Li Jingran’s hand without a word.
Li Jingran gazed at her bald self in the mirror and glanced at her sad daughter by her side. After getting over the reality, she soothed Su Ruowan. “I’m okay. Don’t worry and do well later.”
It was Wanwan’s first filming and yet she had to see her mother backed to a corner. Not only was Li Jingran embarra.s.sed, but it also made Wanwan worried and sad for her.
While Hu Zheng was out making arrangements, the props master came over with a wig and informed the stylist, “Please put this on Ms. Li. Get ready, Ms. Li. We’re about to start the shoot for the first scene.”
“What’s the meaning of this?” Li Jingran nearly flipped her top when the stylist brought over a wig. She was about to lose it.
They were making a fool out of her!
Specifically, Screenwriter Cloud Seven was the one s.c.r.e.w.i.n.g with her. He said the wig would badly influence the visuals, but her hair was shaved only to be asked to put on a wig!
“I’m not sure myself. You can ask the screenwriter.” The props master looked at her and smiled. “I’m only in charge of the props.”
Holding the wig in her hand, Li Jingran was unable to take it any longer. To h.e.l.l with her image! She stormed out of the dressing room and found Hu Zheng. “Mr. Hu, what’s this?”
Hu Zheng explained with a grin, “Ms. Li, Ning Pei doesn’t have long hair. She has shoulder-length hair.”
Even though inclined to smash the wig on his face, Li Jingran spitefully murmured, “Are you messing with me?”
Looking rather innocent, Hu Zheng shook his head and pulled his ace card. “I wouldn’t dare. The role and look are set by Screenwriter Cloud Seven.”
In other words, Screenwriter Seven Cloud was the one to be questioned instead of him.
“Fine!” Li Jingran gnashed her teeth.
All she could do was take it all out on Hu Zheng rather than look for Cloud Seven. Li Jingran would flip her wig if she were to take one more insult from that man. Still, Cloud Seven would not see the last of her.
“Ms. Li, we’ll get the shoot rolling once you’re ready.” Bearing a smiling face, Hu Zheng watched Li Jingran strut back into the dressing room before patting his chest..