Chapter 297: Reece''S Shorts


    Chapter 297: Reece''s Shorts


    "What are we having for dinner tonight?"


    "Master Iker loves minced meat with eggnt, Mr. Lara prefers a mild taste, and Miss Cheyenne...


    she''s the pickiest of all."


    "Alright, let''s have poached chicken."


    "Poached chicken is not a good idea. How about we make chicken and mushroom stew? It''s


    nutritious and healthy."


    "It''s too hot today."


    "In that case, we can have cold shredded chicken."


    "..."


    Sapphire Studios, one of thergest film and television bases in Che.


    Every day, dozens of production crews work here, with thousands of actors and countless behind-


    the-scenes crew members waiting in line. If you see a celebrity on the street, you might take out


    your phone and snap a photo, but inside this studio, everyone is immune.


    Unless they see a top A-list celebrity, most people don''t get excited. The weather was scorching in


    summer, and the sun felt like a zing furnace, hanging in the blue sky. With an outdoor


    temperature reaching 102 degrees Fahrenheit, many people were wilting in the heat.


    Under the intense re of spotlights and lighting boards, it was challenging to keep your eyes open.


    Despite the difficult conditions, Reece still delivered a perfect performance in this environment.


    "Click."


    The chubby director, hiding in the shade of the trees, loudly shouted, and you could almost see the


    sweat beads on his forehead streaming down due to the exertion. His ck cotton T-shirt looked


    like it was about to release water.


    He used a stapled script as a fan to create a breeze for the young man.


    "Mr. Gray, you''ve worked hard in this scorching weather, wearing that wig and headgear. Come,


    let''s take a break, have some tea, and wait for a while."


    The script of this TV series mainly revolved around a modern disillusioned male teacher who


    suddenly saw ghosts. He embarked on a journey to collect ghosts, battle monsters, level up, and


    uncover a powerful family secret.


    The scene they were shooting today portrayed the past life of the male lead and his sister, who was


    the only one who truly cared for him and more memorable than the female lead despite her limited


    screen time.


    When the production team was selecting the actress for this role, they considered many factors and


    finally decided on a well-connected talent rmended by their sponsor, the famous actress


    Juliana.


    The director had no clue who Juliana was and even did some research to find out. She made her


    debut in a talent show, but her performances on the show were mediocre. Singing? Just average.


    Dancing? She barely tried. It was rumored that she was a wealthy heiress from a prestigious family,


    but her poor attitude and quirky personality didn''t make her likable among her group members.


    She relied on her designer outfits and ostentatious disys of wealth, making her a hot topic among


    the public.


    The director had doubts about whether an untrained actor from a talent show could handle such an


    important role. He had someone else in mind for the role. However, the producer informed him that


    Juliana''s influential backers had invested five million dors in the project, and if they didn''t cast her,


    that money would be withdrawn. Money talks, and directors have to listen.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Mr. Morrison went all-in when deciding to produce this y. He had to sell two houses just to scrape


    together eighty million. Every penny went straight into the project. Barely making ends meet.


    Five million had tost him for at least another half a month...


    Well, at least she was decent-looking enough, and as for costumes, styling, and music, he could


    make adjustmentster. As for her acting skills, she''d got professional voice actors to rely on now.


    Thinking about this, Mr. Morrison couldn''t help but sigh at how tough the industry had be. Back


    in the day, actors were incredibly dedicated. They prepared their lines and expressions well in


    advance.


    But now, most actors recite their lines without emotion.


    This has given rise to another industry in the entertainment world, voice actors. They didn''t need


    visuals; they could convey a wide range of emotions with just a few lines. In this regard, they were


    often much better than many so-called "actors" on the screen.


    However, filming in the summertime was peak season, and every production was desperately short


    of voice actors. Finding one at this point is proving to be quite a challenge.


    Over here, Reece took off his traditional costume''s outer robe, revealing a pair of white, furry thighs.


    On his feet, he sported a pair of flip-flops with a vibrant yellow pattern, and he had a half-smoked


    cigarette dangling from his mouth. He squatted under the eaves, blowing out smoke rings.


    His appearance bore no resemnce to that of a popr heartthrob. He looked more like a


    carefree beach bum on vacation.


    When his agent, n, approached and witnessed Reece''s state, he couldn''t help but furrow his


    brows with concern, looking worried. He cautiously advised, "Reece, can you please refrain from


    smoking in public next time? If the media catches you doing this, your status as the nation''s


    sweetheart might be at risk."


    "And how on earth did you end up wearing these tattered beach shorts that are far from fitting your


    image again? Weren''t you told to throw them away after you wore them to the Flower Film Awards


    last time?" n was on the verge of tears.


    But Reece remained seated under the eaves, enjoying his cigarette. The bluish smoke veiled most


    of his strikingly handsome face, leaving only a glimpse of his sharp, delicate jawline.


    "Throw them away? Do you know how much these cost? Five thousand dors. I won''t throw them."


    Moreover, Cheyenne had bought him these shorts.


    Why did Cheyenne gift Reece these shorts? That''s a different embarrassing story Reece would


    rather forget about, and he wouldn''t allow anyone else to bring it up either.


    As time passed, people only remembered that their idol, Reece, had a rather provocative pair of


    shorts. They were always making headlines, with titles like: "Feeling Sorry for Reece. He Wears


    Shorts Year-Round," "Crowdfunding to Buy Reece Some Pants," "It''s Winter, Reece, Don''t Forget


    Your Long Johns," and "Reece, Your Pants Need Washing..."