"It's not you."
Zeng Minghui shook his head, looking at Ye Xian.
"?"
Ye Xian slowly pointed to himself.
Luo Yuwei was somewhat puzzled, as were the surrounding crew members, who were shocked—could it be? Ye Xian's acting was clearly so good!
Zeng Minghui put the microphone down, "Group A, stop filming for now. Yuwei, go ahead to the next scene. Ye Xian, come with me for a moment."
Ye Xian followed Zeng Minghui to the resting room and asked him with confusion, "Director, what's wrong? Is there a problem with my performance?"
"No, your acting is superb. You have both talent and experience, and you are particularly popular with the audience. Many veteran actors who have been in the industry for decades may not possess the qualities you have."
"Then why did you call me over?"
"Ye Xian, you're only 18 years old, right? Have you ever been in love?"
"Ah? No, not yet."
Zeng Minghui: "That's the issue here. You don't seem to understand Shen Jinyou's love."
"Don't understand love?"
