The director’s face was brimming with excitement and surprise as he stepped forward to shake Ann Vaughn’s hand, "Miss Vaughn, I’ve heard so much about you. It’s truly better to meet than to hear!" Better to meet than to hear? Ann Vaughn was somewhat startled by the director’s enthusiastic attitude, "You know me?" "You probably don’t know, but in the movie we’re filming, the most important ’Birds Flocking to the Phoenix’ scene was inspired by you," the director said. "You’re his muse, but unfortunately, he’s not here today to introduce you both." "Inspired by me?" Ann Vaughn’s eyes widened slightly, looking somewhat bewildered. Quinn timely explained to her, "Do you remember once you played the guqin at a banquet, and it attracted a spectacular flock of birds? That video was uploaded online, and many have seen it. The screenwriter saw it and then wrote the script for ’Phoenix’. " Ann Vaughn immediately remembered the time shortly after she returned to the country, when she had mistakenly entered a wrong venue and was mistaken as the performer, leading her to play on stage. The piece she played then was also called ’Phoenix’. It truly is a strange coincidence. "Miss Vaughn, I didn’t know you were so helpful before; now I have a rather shameless request. Could you lend a hand?" After Quinn went to change her costume, the director approached Ann Vaughn with a broad smile. Ann Vaughn nodded slightly, "What kind of help do you need?" It turns out Ann Vaughn only needed to play on the side, accompanying the lead actors to finish the scene, without needing to appear on camera. Yet after seeing Ann Vaughn in person, the director thought about the scenes the screenwriter had trimmed from the script. The scenes were trimmed not because the screenwriter wasn’t satisfied, but because he was so satisfied that no one could portray them. He preferred to ruin the scenes himself rather than let anyone spoil his internal bliss. After hearing the director’s explanation, Ann Vaughn shook her head repeatedly in refusal, "Director, although I can play the guqin, my acting skills are really poor..." She could do acupuncture but act? It’s likely she would be less accurate than she would be with a needle... "There are only two shots: one where the musician plays for the birds, and one where the musician hugs the guqin and poisons herself — really simple!" The director pushed hard to convince her, "Why not give it a try?" "If you’re worried about your acting, I can teach you." Quinn returned at some point, linking her arm with Ann Vaughn, "If you appear personally, it will add a lot to our movie." If anyone else persuaded her, Ann Vaughn would probably not consider much and would directly refuse. But since Quinn said it... "Alright, I’ll give it a try." Ann Vaughn no longer hesitated and nodded in agreement. However, when it actually came time to shoot, it was a lot more difficult than Ann Vaughn had imagined. Whether it was lines, expressions, or physical expression facing the camera, it was overwhelming. But once Ann Vaughn decided to do something, she always aimed to do it well, even if it was acting that she had never tried before. Luckily, with Quinn’s patient guidance and the director breaking down the plot for her, Ann Vaughn’s first scene finally passed successfully after the fourth NG. The brightly colored birds circling above the filming location lingered for a long time, chirping such that everyone could almost still hear the now-silent piece ’Phoenix’. "I previously thought that video was created with effects, damn... today really opened my eyes." "Screenwriter Rowe from the neighboring crew even mocked our screenwriter for being too idealistic, saying the music attracting birds is only a fantasy... he should really see this for himself!" "Are there really so many birds here normally? I can’t usually see a single one. Now they’re all rushing in wildly, making my tears involuntarily flow out from the corners of my mouth..." "Ann Vaughn is truly incredible! A doctor can save thousands, and playing music can attract birds, I really pale in comparison." "Now when I see online mockery of her getting ditched by a man, I just want to blind myself... a fairy like her doesn’t need a man, okay!" Ann Vaughn had no idea that thanks to this scene, her image in the whole crew’s minds had been greatly elevated. Her second scene was scheduled for the day after tomorrow; for now, she only needed to record the audio for ’Phoenix’ to wrap up today. After coming out of the recording studio, Quinn escorted Ann Vaughn out of the crew, smiling as she said, "Director Duval can’t stop praising you. If it weren’t for you constantly refusing, I think he would’ve kept adding scenes for you." "If I wasn’t worried about your patients coming to scold me, I would want to bring you into showbiz." Ann Vaughn’s mindstrings had not relaxed a bit since the cameras started rolling, her porcelain face carrying some fatigue, she smiled upon hearing this. "Sister Bellamy, do you know what I was thinking about when I got so nervous just now?" "What were you thinking?" "The content from the seventh volume of ’Compendium of Materia Medica’." Because she was too nervous, sitting in Cyrus Hawthorne’s car afterward, Ann Vaughn’s mind was still obsessively filled with the contents from ’Compendium of Materia Medica’. She closed her eyes and couldn’t help but think, what book should she memorize for the next scene? Then, a warm hand pressed against her forehead, probing for temperature. Soon, Cyrus Hawthorne’s thoughtful, deep voice came through: "Where doesn’t feel good?" Ann Vaughn immediately opened her eyes, shook her head at him, "I’m not unwell, just a bit tired. By the way, I just..." "Filming with the ’Phoenix’ crew?" "How do you know?" ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝕟𝕖𝕥 Cyrus Hawthorne’s lips curl into a subtle smile, drawing her hand gently into his embrace, adjusting her to a comfortable leaning position before softly explaining, "Hawthorne Corp. is the investor." Ann Vaughn let him hold her, her body soft, leaning against him as if boneless. Suddenly, she remembered something crucial. It was only two days ago Ann Vaughn found out that the stock transfer papers were torn up by Ian Vaughn and Eli Sheridan before they came into effect. Stocks with a commercial value exceeding tens of billions, they didn’t hesitate for a moment, not even a second of reluctance, it was torn. As if they firmly believed that Ann Vaughn would definitely save Cyrus Hawthorne. Ann Vaughn didn’t lack doubts about this, but the answers she got from them were still shocking. "Just wanted to bet. If we lose, we only lose the stocks, but if we win... it’s not a loss." But why it’s not a loss, Ann Vaughn has yet to fully understand. Returning from her thoughts, Ann Vaughn’s eyes shifted as she hugged Cyrus Hawthorne’s slender waist, speaking playfully. "Do you think I look like I’m using my charm on the investor now?"