The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Unexpectedly, Melody was summoned by the director the moment she stepped out of the car. He had asked her to start shooting before she could even prepare herself mentally for it.

"Did you receive the revised script yesterday? Have you familiarized yourself with the lines?" The director inquired if Melody had memorized her lines as he ushered her forward. He was just asking out of habit as none could yet match Melody's remarkable speed and memory when it came to memorization.

It was as if she was born to act. The moment she received and read the script was the moment she committed her lines to memory. Even seasoned veterans who had gone through decades in the industry found that challenging, making talent the deciding factor in acting.

"Yes, sir. It's all committed to memory," Melody answered.

"Nathan arrived ten minutes earlier than you. He's already changed into his costume." Shaun said to her. He then turned to the assistant and said, "Could you bring Melody to get changed? The sun will be out soon."

'Wasn't he injured yesterday? He should've requested leave if the

scene in the exact setting wherever possible. He believed that artificial special effects could never match the warmth that nature's beautiful scenery brought. If he could bring his crew to over 20 cities in two years just for the sake of capturing that

shoot the scene with the sunrise as soon as everything

the plot's chronological order, choosing instead to do so according to what was best given the vibe at the time of shooting. A tragic

for the actors to demonstrate their true skills. Being part of Shaun's movies was akin to receiving an unspoken

Melody immersed herself in

place in my heart, Dieter. No one has ever discovered it, but I'm willing to share it with

a sight