"Special Action" had an exceptional screenwriter. The dramatic scenes were emotionally stirring, making one's eyes redden just by reading the script, while the action scenes were grand and spirited, soaring to the skies.
This was the most exhausting film He Jinxia had ever shot. Each day, she had to be in a state of heightened emotion, constantly vigilant about her acting. A poor performance meant starting over.
Under the intensely tense rhythm, even minor mistakes were magnified.
At night, when the moon shone faintly and the stars were sparse, He Jinxia finished shooting and returned to her room to rest. Only then did she notice Sheng Yan had called her several times.
Without thinking much, she immediately called back. After a long wait, the phone was picked up, and his voice, low and hoarse, came through, "Hello, Jinxia."
He Jinxia frowned slightly, "Do you have a cold?"
On the other end, Sheng Yan cleared his throat, "No."
