Jane Sampson heard the notification sound and opened the WhatsAPP message; the first thing that popped up was a baffling photo. She stared at it for a while but couldnât understand what the photo was trying to convey, and then she saw the sentence Peter Gingery sent afterward.
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That was Jane Sampsonâs expression at that time.
Study what? ââ Princess Egg-Yolk.
Next time my brother holds your hand, learn a little from the expression of this girl in the photo, smile more happily. ââ Little Protein Prince.
These were my brotherâs words. ââ Little Protein Prince.
At this moment, there was only one sentence in Jane Sampsonâs mind.
I picked up a watch last year.
Jane Sampson didnât reply at all, and immediately exited the WhatsAPP page. She lifted her hand and gave the steering wheel a hit, cursing under her breath, "Bugger off!"
Whether it was James Black suddenly going nuts or Peter Gingery pranking her under Jamesâs name, either way, Jane quickly pushed it to the back of her mind.
After the script class ended, Jane Sampson cooked a meal in the teacherâs home herself to express her gratitude.
Jane Sampson did not know where Rock Bell had found this teacher, but she heard that before retirement the teacher had worked at a university. During the days she spent learning with the script teacher, she acquired not only a lot of expertise in delivering lines but also knowledge not taught in the newcomer training class.
So, for this seemingly plain teacher, Jane felt true appreciation from the bottom of her heart.
After the script class, Jane took an express train by herself to City C, headed straight for the hotel arranged by the film crew as soon as she got off the train.
Daniel Taylorâs assistant, King, was waiting for Jane at the hotel, and upon seeing her, King seemed a bit excited.
"Let me tell you, I sneaked a peek at Evelyn Woodsâ costumes today, three sets in total, oh my God, each one looks stunning!" King said, "Before Evelyn got injured, there was a peach blossom pink one, then there was a jade green one, and another was pure white. None of them have too much embroidery, but they are all so beautiful even to a straight guy like me."
Jane, who had been quite composed, couldnât resist Kingâs heartfelt praise, and her curiosity was piqued. She blinked her eyes, "No picture no truth! How do I know if itâs just a problem with your taste?"
After chatting a few times with King on WhatsAPP, Jane no longer felt the unfamiliarity of their first meeting. They were both young people, after all. A few likes in Moments, a bit of back and forth, werenât they all good friends now?
"How could there be pictures for you to see? All this is confidential until the costume fitting photos come out." King rolled his eyes at Jane, "Thatâs common sense! Remember this, tomorrow when you go for the makeup trial, donât get carried away snapping pictures and posting them on your Moments and twitter. If you leak any information from inside the film crew, you could face a lawsuit."
Jane nodded her head like a pounding garlic, obediently thanking him, "Thank you for the reminder, Brother King."
If it werenât for Kingâs reminder, Jane would have really forgotten about the NDA and stuff like that. After all, she hadnât been involved in this circle, so there were many things she might have known before but would most likely forget when it came down to it.
Janeâs address of "Brother King" made King quite pleased; after all, Jane was Daniel Taylorâs personally acknowledged sister, and was Rock Bellâs protĂ©gĂ©e set for promotion. Daniel even asked everyone in the group to take good care of her. As for him, being Danielâs assistant, he should mostly be handling Jane with the utmost respect.