Transmigration: Raising the Child of the Male Lead Boss book①『Liskook』

chapter❶❾❽

On that screen, Lisa walked ever so lightly, eventually jumping closer to the center, right at the heart of the camera. Her striped, blue and white skirt drifted gently behind like a loose cloud, although wrinkled. Adding to that, was the frizz of her curly ponytail. Everything about Lisa at the moment screamed childlike.

A hair or two fell from one ear, mischievously landing beside the delicate white, and swan-like neck mounting her face. She bit her lip slightly, a gesture oozing of natural purity, and reached out to tuck the loose strand behind her ear.

After which, she spared a glance at the camera, the unexpectedly surprising. There seemed to be a twinkle of mist in her eyes. Lisa then proceeded to lower her head, pulling out the silver chain clasping her neckline shortly after.

The small diamonds attached to it almost duplicate that of sand grains; minuscule unless separated and thoroughly examined. But still it bloomed in a dazzling spark, blinding like the burning power of a thousand suns, all while resting on her slim collarbones.

In an instant, Lisa's whole demeanor changed! As if she were a porcelain doll, carved from the chastity of pink jade, subsequently infused with a vibrant soul.

Lisa reached out to twirl a broken diamond with her delicate fingertips. From the reflection emerged a radiant sparkle, a potential foe to that of fireworks. Finally, she turned her head slightly, all pursed her lips to a cherubic smile, as if delicate flowers have begun to bloom atop her face. In those eyes, were hints of vivid colors, the shimmer as strong as ocean currents on a thunderous night.

JIa Zijie, who had been staring at the monitor throughout the whole time, rubbed his own in disbelief. It was a blinding welcome; he felt like an infant seeing light for the first time. Contrastingly, Director Ji Chang frowned beside him without saying a word - up until an unknown sound startled his senses, forcing his entirety awake. The iron frame had been hit rather loudly.

"Cut!" Ji Chang blurted out.

After the command however, he offered a glimpse at Jia Zijie. Jia Zijie, who had just come out of the trance, regaining his own control, turned to look at him as well. They both stared at each other for a while.

And just by the congregation of their gazes, both instantly remembered their original purpose in the other party's eyes.

"Lisa, do it again!" Ji Chang yelled without a backwards thought. "It just didn't work."

Before long, the sound of thick, saturating anger pulsated all over the studio, succeeding to profuse every crew member in the area.

"You are powerless! Definitely not in line with the image of youth, do it again!"

"Go slow! You are moving too fast. Again!"

"Your eyes are too strong, give me innocence and purity. Start all over again!"

"No, no, no! Again!"

To the side, Ni Yi sat with clenched teeth, beyond furious with what's happening in front of him. Like the last time, he wanted to grapple and jerk Ji Chang's head. Not much has changed. Lisa in front of the camera, persevered on, over and over again without halt to the brutal routine.

He could see an improvement with every performance. From the onset of the first cut to her 20th 'Not Good', her eyes shined even brighter than the last time! However -

"Stop!" Director Ji grasped a handful of his own hair, impatient and frustration all sticking to his aura. "I'm not shooting anymore! This was a waste of my time! It's not what I want!"

Ni Yi took a hard breath, it's all he can do to retain every last bit of composure that remained within him.

Kia Zijie proceeded to step forward.