One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

Hua Jin saw a ray of hope when he heard this.

"Then you must know how to deliver lines?"

Liang Yin frowned, looking rather troubled. "Definitely not comparable to a professional."

"Actually, I didn't go to any film academy either. I didn't specialize in this subject. I figured out acting on my own."

"Ooooooh…"

The actor sat down on the sofa and said to her, "Did you play a female character in your college play?"

Liang Yin smiled and said, "A male character."

"What?"

Intrigued, he asked, "What play was that?"

"It was an original script, but there are fewer male students, so I had to take on the role of a male youth."

Hua Jin nodded and glanced at the clock on the wall. He noted that time was running out. "We'll have to run through the lines for the next two days. Even if it's going to be a bad performance, we can't make the director feel like I've not memorized the script."

Liang Yin replied, "Uh huh." She was genuinely willing to go along with the actor. After all, if it were not for her, this would not have happened.

Hua Jin took the script from a drawer and handed it to her. He sat beside her and guided her as she went through it.

He could recite the script backward with his eyes closed.

The very night he'd gotten the script, he had already gone through it once. Within a few days, he had underlined all the lines, memorizing them as he did so.

The man had an unbelievable memory. It was said that many famous directors had auditioned countless people, but only Hua Jin had a photographic memory and he'd never forget his lines.

The actor himself liked this particular script, so he had read through it with relish.

Liang Yin did not have as good a memory as Hua Jin, but she was more conscientious and hardworking. As a student, she had always come in at the top of her classes because she was serious and focused no matter what she did.

The actor gave her the span of a night to memorize the script, and lay on the sofa as she worked. He had initially thought that Liang Yin would find reading the script boring and would be unwilling to do it. Unexpectedly, she was very focused. As she recited, she highlighted the main points and tried to figure out the emotions and states of the characters, rehearsing the lines silently.

Seeing how serious she was, Hua Jin was relieved, and soon fell asleep.

When he woke again, it was daylight.

It was Liang Yin who shook him awake.

"Wake up!"

The actor opened his bleary eyes. Still groggy from sleep, he saw Liang Yin crouching by the sofa, but the faint blue tinge on her eyelids told him that she had not slept all night.

"What's the matter?" The actor sat up on the sofa and yawned. "Didn't you sleep?"

"Didn't you want me to read through the script?" Liang Yin smiled proudly. "I've memorized all my lines!"

"Oh." He didn't react at first, but then after a moment, his eyes widened. "What!?"

"I memorized all the lines!"

"Impossible!" The actor sobered instantly. He flipped through the script and muttered, "So many lines? How could you possibly memorize them all in one night?!" Even with his amazing memory, it took him an entire night to memorize it. This Liang Yin had only spent one night memorizing all the lines?

Liang Yin replied, "I've really memorized them all. If you don't believe me, we can rehearse without the script!"