Spoiled by the Silver Fox

A few famous actors laughed and said, "Grandpas at forty are pretty common, huh!"

"Exactly!"

"Who's this sweet-talking little lady?"

Stephanie introduced, "This is my little sister."

"Oh, she's beautiful. Have her call me uncle."

"Hello, uncles!"

People in their thirties being called uncle, and he, in his forties, being called grandpa... what's wrong with this world!

"Mr. Finnegan, my sister has no one to take care of her these days, so I brought her to set... That's okay, right?"

Mr. Finnegan widened his eyes, "Family members aren't allowed on set! What if something happens? Who's gonna take responsibility?"

Maximus laughed, "You're making a fuss... This little girl seems well-behaved; she won't run around."

Emily cleverly said, "I'll be good; promise I won't run around."

Mr. Finnegan looked at her eager face and finally didn't say anything to drive her away but glared at Stephanie, "She's your responsibility; if anything happens, the production won't take responsibility!"

"Mr. Finnegan, don't worry... Oh, I brought you some throat-soothing tea, and it works... you can shout all day and won't feel a thing."

Dashiell said, "It would be good if his throat hurt; he would rest for a while instead of shouting all day... If his throat doesn't hurt, he can shout non-stop!"

"You guys are heartless! Steph is thoughtful! Now go change and do your makeup! Always wasting my time! Do you think renting a place for the set is free!"

"Alright, alright, we're going!"

"Steph, you've been observing for a while. Have you decided when you want to start?"

Stephanie thought momentarily, "I'll observe for two more days; on Wednesday, I'll start with the first scene?"

"Sure, we still have time; it's okay if you don't do well... consider it practice."

Nobody expected that Stephanie really learned something these days.

Once the shooting started, she was like a veteran in the field, quickly getting into character.

It was as if she was the character in the play, not just acting...

After the scene, Mr. Finnegan didn't even call cut.

However, Mr. Finnegan's face turned sour after the scene, and he started yelling.

Stephanie thought she was probably going to get yelled at.

But it turns out....

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"Makeup artist! Steph is playing a beggar; why is her face so clean? And her clothes should be more ragged! She's a beggar, a beggar Do I have to supervise these mino things before you can get it right?"

What a pity!

Steph acted really well,

But it was ruined by the makeup!

"Sorry, Mr. Finnegan, we'll fix the makeup immediately."

Stephanie looked surprised and said, "Mr. Finnegan... apart from the

makeup, did I do okay? I thought you were going to yell at me! I was mentally prepared."

The other veteran actors couldn't help laughing.

"Steph has seen us get yelled at so much; she's got PTSD!"

"Don't worry, you did great just now; you won't get yelled at."

Mr. Finnegan widened his eyes and said, "And you all have the nerve to laugh here? Look at Steph; she's only in her twenties and acting with you

old pros! What were you guys doing when you were in your twenties?"

QUMS

Maximus touched his nose, somewhat ashamed, "Playing supporting roles?"

Dashiell replied, "Playing dead bodies on set all day?"This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Being a stand-in?"

"Delivering boxed lunches?"

Stephanie said, "Erm... were you guys all that miserable?"