CHAPTER 163: CHAPTER 163: BE A GOOD PERSON TO THE END

This is what’s called "mentoring a newcomer," right?

George Taylor chuckled lightly, "I think Clara Bennett is very talented, and I’m honored to be her first mentor in her acting career."

His tone was full of sincerity and encouragement.

Hearing this, Ethan Smith was somewhat surprised, "You’re...?"

He originally thought George would be somewhat dissatisfied, but unexpectedly, the other party was so positive and proactive.

George said meaningfully, "Director, when it comes to this, I might have more experience in guiding new actors. I’ve accumulated a lot of insights and techniques in this area, so feel comfortable entrusting it to me."

After speaking, George hurriedly went forward and, with an extremely gentle attitude, soothed Clara Bennett’s emotions, as if he were a psychologist capable of easily dissolving her internal tension and unease.

Ethan thought for a moment, sighed, and then smiled, "I never expected this effect; this young lady indeed has some allure."

In his heart, he secretly admired Clara Bennett’s somewhat unexpected charm that made him want to take another look at her.

However, Clara, who listened to George’s comfort, felt utterly puzzled: Why do I still need reassurance?

She kept pondering this question in her mind.

Nervous?

I’m not.

Afraid?

Not afraid either.

Clara completely didn’t understand why George thought she needed such concern.

She clearly exhibited enough calmness; why would he see it otherwise?

Was there something she was doing not well enough?

She couldn’t help but think of earlier incidents: Has Taylor always had such a warm heart?

If he hadn’t been overly enthusiastic in helping Nell Sue back then, maybe he wouldn’t have been swindled all around.

Ah, indeed good people to the end.

This reincarnation repeatedly encountering such kind souls, who all seem so easily bullied by others.

William Foster coldly sneered in his heart: Pretending, thanks.

George replied silently: Pretending, thanks.

The makeup artist helped Clara Bennett put on a battle-damaged makeup, slightly messed up her clothes, and sprinkled some sand on them.

This way, Clara Bennett looked completely disheveled, as if she had just experienced a deadly battle on the battlefield.

Afterwards, Clara lay down in a pre-prepared pit, ready for the scene about to start filming.

When the makeup artist and assistant director came over to check the preparations, before they could speak, Clara spoke first, "My lips are cracked like this, and I’ve been hiding in the sand; does it make sense for my face to be so clean? Not a single bit of sand on my mouth?"

Her questioning obviously aimed at making the scene appear more real and credible.

The makeup artist pondered for a moment and then said, "It does need some sand, but that requires the props team..."

Clara didn’t let him finish, directly interrupting, "Such a small thing requires special props? We have it right here."

As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly grabbed a handful of sand and gently rubbed it around her mouth.

Then, she playfully stuck out her tongue and applied the sand on her hand to her face, "Is this okay?"

The makeup artist and assistant director were momentarily speechless looking at her.

They couldn’t help but marvel, this girl was truly dedicated, enduring any hardship for the sake of acting.

Not to mention the acting skills, this dedication alone commands respect.

Because the daylight here is short, the crew decided to formally start filming after dark.

The night slowly descended, and Clara Bennett was fully hidden in a pile of sand, well camouflaged.

The camera hovered slowly in the air, gradually nearing her hidden location.

Through the lens, one could see her eyes fixedly staring ahead, with a determined and sharp gaze, like a beast in the dark, giving a chilling feeling.

At this moment, she was entirely immersed in the role.

In this scene, her task was to rescue a hostage.

The hostage was escorted to this place by five criminals.

After a fierce battle, she successfully dealt with three of them, but at a cost—she got injured.

Now it was dusk, taking advantage of the last bit of light, Clara trailed the remaining two opponents.

The two kidnappers abandoned the hostage nearby and were busy preparing dinner.

At this time, she only had one chance to strike.

If she acted rashly, at most she could take down one enemy, then the remaining one would surely shoot her immediately.

So she planned to use the first fallen enemy as cover, taking the opportunity to handle the second one.

Director Ethan stood behind the monitor observing the unfolding scene.

Initially, he didn’t hold high expectations for the newcomer actress, but now he showed a satisfied smile.

From the imagery, Clara was all tense, like a beast ready to leap, the kind of presence that made the experienced Ethan shine.

Yes, this is the feeling!

A real killer is always highly alert and vigilant.

Even he was drawn into the plot, eager to see what would happen next.

The Clara on the screen crouched silently, waiting patiently for the best moment of action like a real assassin.

Until Ethan and other staff grew impatient, even a bit restless, while the extras appeared slightly relaxed due to Clara’s delayed move.

At this moment!

Clara suddenly burst out as if some potential was unleashed, her rapid movement shocking everyone present.

The two extras were utterly unprepared; startled, they quickly adapted to the rhythm of the plot, hastily grabbing the prop guns for defense.

Clara, without hesitation, stepped forward quickly, swiftly drawing a carefully crafted prop knife with her right hand, making a lifelike throat-slitting action towards one extra.

Even though this extra was a seasoned veteran, instinctively, he covered his "wound," letting out an extremely exaggerated scream, "Ah—"

As if he really was attacked.

Meanwhile, another extra about to raise a gun to respond felt an abnormal atmosphere change, thanks to William Foster, who played a masked villain role, showing exceptional tacit understanding by kicking over the opponent, perfectly coordinating.

Subsequently, Clara decisively threw the prop knife in hand; although she didn’t exert any real force to harm anyone, the seemingly dangerous yet harmless prop landed precisely on the ground next to the head of the extra who had just fallen, prompting a reflexive shout from the other: "Ah!"

"Stop!"

Seeing this scene, Ethan immediately shouted to stop, his excitement was palpable.