I've Transmigrated Into This Movie Before

Chapter 55

This time, Wen Yu did not reply even after a long while.

She decided to depend on herself. Once she arrived at home, Ning Ning switched on her computer and started to search frantically for any news of Shi Zhong Tang. It was strange. Although the news reported that he committed suicide, it did not state how he actually killed himself. Some articles stated that he died by breathing in gas, others stated that he committed suicide for love.

The public was divided as to whom the object for his love was. Some people suggested that it could be his partner for his final movie, You Ling.

You Ling...

Ning Ning clicked on the name.

A video of an interview of You Ling when she was young popped out. The interview took place after <<The Person Within the Painting>> had started screening. Ning Ning skipped most of the video before stopping at a particular question from the host.

The host asked with a smile, "<<The Person Within the Painting>> was a huge success, it was dubbed the best movie with dual female leads in ten years. Be it the ruthlessness of Yan Hong Xiu or the elegance of Princess Ling Shan, they were equally memorable."

You Ling answered with a smile, "Thank you."

Host, "People were calling you a vase before this movie, haha, actually there's nothing bad about being a vase, at least you can make a living relying on your appearance. I, too, feel happy looking at you. Alright, let's return to the main topic, could you tell us how you have your breakthrough in acting to portray a classic character like Princess Ling Shan?"

You Ling, "I actually don't know either."

Not only was the host shocked, Ning Ning was also shocked.

The footage was blurry as the video was very old, but the puzzled look on You Ling's face could be seen clearly. She said, "Actually I had been acting as per usual, but I suddenly had a feeling...it was like, like a feeling of receiving assistance from God, so I managed to act well."

Host, "Can you be a bit specific? For example, how did you act in the final death scene?"

"Just like that." You Ling gesticulated, but her gestures were vague, when she was asked for details she would just laugh. "Ah, I don't remember the specifics clearly."

The bullet chat2 was accusing her of acting dumb, innocent and cute. Ning Ning on the other hand looked at her blankly as she was sweating cold bullets.

Memories were beautiful, like those with Papa. Memories were bitter, like those with Shi Zhong Tang. But sometimes memories could be chilling, like those of You Ling.

Her situation reminded Ning Ning of some people—authors, artists and other ordinary people in life—who were abruptly inspired. As if God was giving them a helping hand, being able to write or draw a masterpiece they usually wouldn't be able to, being able to do something they would usually absolutely would not be able to.

Within these people, exactly how many of them broke through because of inspiration? How many of them broke through because of accumulated experience? And how many of them were like You Ling? The bystanders said that she did it, she also strongly believed that she did it herself, but her memory of the specifics were blurry at best. She could not give a clear explanation even after trying to find words to do so for a long time. Finally, she could only sum it up with—it was like God had assisted me.

"...Phew..." Ning Ning could not help but lean back onto her chair. Ring, ring. Her mobile phone suddenly started ringing. She frantically took it out to take a look at who was calling her this late into the night.