There weren't many scenes of the funeral, which added up to less than two minutes. It was finished in no time at all. Lu Zhen's acting was quite mature and reserved. Even though she simply stood next to the tablets of the soldiers and said nothing, there was a rich mixture of emotions in her eyes, not just sadness.
The director looked at Lu Zhen's pale but beautiful face on the screen and marveled to himself.
He felt there was something different about Lu Zhen. She had been an excellent and experienced actress in the first place. She satisfied him in the past, but he had not been impressed.
But now, she had the soul of an actress. It was as if she had realized the essence of acting.
The director naturally didn't know that Lu Zhen was no longer the same Lu Zhen from before.
After the funeral scenes were shot, the camera panned to the guillotine. The magistrate, who had betrayed the soldiers, knelt on the platform with his hands bound and his eyes blindfolded.
