Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife

Chapter 441 - 440: Life and Death Audition

Director Simons also knew that Archer Quinn had to rush back to the shooting base. He let go of the little model leaning in his arm and waved his hand, saying, "We have serious business to take care of here, you guys go play in the adjacent room."

The little models who were called over to join in the fun were very sensible. Hearing Director Simons’ words, they didn’t ask any questions and left the room with a smile.

The screenwriter and the producer also put away their playful demeanor and became serious.

Everyone in their circle knows very well that when it’s time to play, they play well, and when it’s time to work, they work well. If they can’t distinguish between the two, then they probably won’t have the privilege of toying with others but will be toyed with instead.

Director Simons got serious too, and asked Bella Acker, "Is your head clear now?"

"More or less." Bella Acker’s head was still spinning, but her mind was back. However, at this moment, if she said she wasn’t clear, that would be foolish.

"Alright, good." Director Simons nodded and said, "Then perform an impromptu piece about sending your boyfriend off on a long journey from home."

Director Simons gave some leeway considering Archer Quinn and Cynthia Young, providing a broad background framework, which was much easier to perform than letting someone improvise freely.

At least everyone present understood what she needed to express from the start, so she didn’t have to deliberately explain the character’s background, wasting time.

Cynthia Young encouraged her, "Don’t be nervous. Just perform as you usually do."

Bella Acker nodded, moved to a relatively spacious side of the room, took a deep breath, and then began her performance.

She bent her body slightly, her hands folded and unfolded something in mid-air as if she was sorting clothes.

This was a very easy-to-understand action, and everyone could see she was packing clothes.

She packed things and put them in the suitcase beside her, with her eyes always lowered. Suddenly, two tears fell from her eyes, clinging to her thick lower eyelashes.

As if she was afraid of being discovered by someone behind her, she quickly wiped the tears away with the back of her hand, turned around with a smile, and said, "I’ve packed everything. The underwear is in a separate small bag, don’t forget it again, and..."

Her words suddenly paused, and after a moment, she continued, "Forget it, you’re not a child anymore. You’ll be able to take care of yourself." Although these were the words she said, her eyes were full of worry and reluctance. The tears she had been holding back suddenly welled up again. She immediately turned her head to the side, raised her hand to cover her mouth to prevent herself from crying out.

Then it seemed like someone stepped forward to hug her, and she also raised her hands to embrace the person, resting her head on them, crying, "I know you’re going on a mission for the country and the people. I don’t ask you to think of me every day, I just ask... just ask that you come back alive."

Director Simons’ pupils suddenly widened a bit upon hearing her recite the last line, and he turned his head to ask Archer Quinn, "Did you let her read the script beforehand?"

"No," Archer Quinn replied, "I know your rules, and I also believe in Bella’s ability. What do you think, are you satisfied?"

Director Simons neither nodded nor shook his head, and rather cautiously said, "The first part seemed mediocre and didn’t raise much anticipation, but the last line was enlightening, echoing her earlier hesitation and melancholy. If she hasn’t read the script in advance, then this is a highlight. As for her acting skills, they are not mature enough and need honing, but she has some spiritual energy. I’ll need to think about it further."