Actor: Thank you.

I looked at myself in the makeup mirror.

He wore a full set of Manchu-style braided wigs close to his scalp.

The best-selling wigs made in China are braided ones.

Because the demand is large enough.

The sexagenary cycle used in period dramas is best made in the style of the Qing Dynasty.

Besides being in high demand like wigs, they also have a large number of existing ones, making them easy to imitate.

Another advantage of the Manchu Qing dynasty's sexagenary cycle was that, regardless of the inner lining, the outer layer was often wrapped or decorated with cloth and cotton.

That makes it easier to fool them.

Unlike chainmail, which requires individual metal buckles to be woven together.

The Qing dynasty used cotton clothing as the base, with rivets inlaid on the outside, so the inner lining was never visible.

He looked at himself from left to right and was disgusted by his appearance.

He hadn't changed anything, just added a braid, yet he looked like a lackey.

Even this is worse than the "Mediterranean" haircut Fan Xiaopang gave him yesterday.

I'll bear with it; I'm playing an awakened one.

Just as he was trying to comfort himself, Young Master Xie pushed open the door and entered the dressing room.

Zhang Yuan's character, Shen Chongyang, is a very "stereotypical" Hong Kong policeman from the early days of the port's opening.

He was a scoundrel, always stealing from the common people and fawning over the powerful.

Indulging in eating, drinking, gambling, and prostitution has led to a loss of refined tastes.

This is a true reflection of police officers in that era.

The times were dark, and these lower-level managers who had gained some power were naturally even darker.

To draw an analogy, Shen Chongyang is somewhat like Fu Hai, the "stinky-footed patrolman" played by Zhang Guoli in his adaptation of Lao She's famous novel "My Life".

People like these, ordinary people at the bottom of society.

Fu Hai's background is that he has a wife, but she ran away with his fellow apprentice from when he was learning to be a paperhanger.

The original novel didn't go into that much detail, but Uncle Guoli made some changes in the TV series, casting Li Chengru as the senior brother.

The actress who played his wife was his wife, Deng Jie.

She even brought her own son, Zhang Mo, into the film.

What father doesn't love his son?

Only those incompetent people at the bottom of society rely on their sons for food; these capable parents are working themselves to the bone to pave the way for their children.

The phenomenon of second-generation stars debuting en masse in later generations is proof of this.

You can tell just by comparing two generations.

Being a celebrity is really like winning the lottery; it's all about genetics. Whether it's appearance or temperament, it's very difficult to pass it on to the next generation.

It's extremely rare to see a family like Liu Xiaoli and Xixi where all the maternal members are good-looking.

The most similar thing about Shen Chongyang and Fu Hai is that their wives ran away.

Fan Bingbing plays Yue Ru, whose husband only knows how to gamble. After learning that she is pregnant, she turns to a man who will take her in.

This design is actually quite reasonable.

As the saying goes, a mother's love makes her strong.

Women are often blinded by love, coupled with the traditional idea that women should follow their husbands wherever they go.

Just look at Liu Tao and you'll know.

What can you do if you marry a gambler?
Just bear with it.

But things are different once you have children.

I can tolerate it, but my child can't!

Therefore, whether a woman has children or not makes a complete difference.

The focus of life and the order of family members will be completely reset.

Before having children, the men were the most important people in the family.

After having children, men are relegated to the back of the line, behind even the dogs...

Moreover, the transformations of several important characters in this film are related to women, adding a touch of tragic romance to this relatively heavy-toned work.

But as soon as Zhang Yuan saw Fan Bingbing's name in the film, which was Yue Ru, he was reminded of Lin Yue Ru.

The memories aren't pleasant.

And then there's the thought of A-Sun, who recently passed away and sang the theme song for Lin Yue-ru, making it even less pleasant.

Shen Chongyang's scenes are split equally between day and night.

Young Master Xie's scenes are mostly during the day.

So Zhang Yuan only arrived at the film set in the afternoon to rush to his scheduled work.

Young Master Xie had just arrived.

However, he left home in the morning.

As agreed with Zhang Yuan yesterday, I went to the hospital.

I was thinking that applying some cream would help heal the boil.

However, when they went to the nearby Songjiang Hospital, the dermatologist was initially quite excited to see a celebrity.

They were taking photos together and asking for autographs.

His face was beaming with joy.

But when it came time to examine him, and Young Master Xie pointed to that object, the doctor's expression visibly cooled.

When going to the hospital, the thing I fear most is the doctor frowning.

Frowning is one thing, but smacking your lips like that is even more frightening.

If you spend a long time looking at a doctor and then have to call an older doctor to come and see you together, that would be even more frightening.

The most frightening thing was that after calling over several old men, a group of them took out a dusty medical book from the corner of the bookshelf. Every time they opened it, they would cough for a while.

He studied the book for a long time, muttering to himself.

The patient was so scared he almost died on the spot.

Young Master Xie didn't go as far as turning the pages of the book, but he did go as far as calling out to the old professor.

After the two doctors finished examining him, they told him to get a full body checkup.

Nicholas Tse isn't stupid.

Not only is he not stupid, but he's also good at business; his mind must be quite sharp.

You could tell something was wrong as soon as you heard it.

Forget about getting tests done; first, find out where the best dermatologist is in Shanghai.

He told the driver to take him directly to Huashan Hospital in the city, the place where Teacher Zhao had his surgery.

I looked at it again, and consulted an expert, but the conclusion was still the same: he needed a full-body checkup.

We still need to slice the tissue for pathological examination.

I didn't even have lunch, and after finishing, I took a car straight back to the film set.

Throughout the journey, Young Master Xie's hands and feet felt as cold as if he were stepping on ice.

It was still that cold, numb, and tingling feeling; my head was completely fuzzy.

Her face was stiff at this moment, and when she sat down next to him, she didn't greet him as usual.

"Not good?" Zhang Yuan understood immediately upon seeing his state and asked softly.

"Hmm..." The other person didn't even open their mouth, only replying with a nasal sound.

"How exactly?"

"The tests have been done, but the results won't be available until tomorrow at the earliest," Young Master Xie said, each word sounding heavy and slurred.

"What's the situation?"

"The doctor said there's a chance it's skin cancer." He pressed for details several times before the doctor finally gave him an answer.

"Oh..." Zhang Yuan didn't make any exaggerated expressions or reactions, and replied in the same indifferent way as the other party.

Men don't yell and scream like women do when something happens.

The quieter it is, the bigger the problem becomes.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Yuan opened his mouth again.

Did you call your family to tell them?

"That's right!" Young Master Xie finally realized.

Everyone was dumbfounded the whole way.

She was not even 30 years old and had only had a son for a few years when she was suspected of having cancer.

Who could accept something like this?

The five psychological stages of cancer diagnosis begin with shock and denial.

Anger comes next, and acceptance comes at the final stage.

Moreover, Nicholas Tse has been in contact with so many celebrities since he was a child, and even though he has seen top stars like Anita Mui disappear, he still feels that this matter is very far away from him.

It is often said that parents are a wall that stands between their children and death.

Only when one's parents are gone does one feel that they are getting closer and closer to death.

His parents are still alive; they never thought about these things.

All he does all day is play video games, besides his wife and kids.

Only after being reminded did I remember to tell my family.

I took out my phone and called Deborah, my mother.

No matter how old a man is, no matter how heroic he is, as long as his mother is alive, if something happens to him, or if he is dying, he will call for his mother, not his father.

Let's talk about Young Master Xie's father...

He and Zhang Ruoyun should have a lot in common.

Compared to these two fathers, Teacher Guo is a living saint.

"Mom, I think I'm sick."

Zhang Yuan had good hearing, and soon he could vaguely hear sobbing coming from the phone.

It wasn't a loud cry, just the sound of someone blowing their nose in a panic, like they were about to cry but hadn't quite.

She wanted to cry, she was anxious, but she was afraid that if she cried, her son would feel even worse, so she held it in.

Young Master Xie also reassured his mother that it was just a check-up and nothing serious, and that he would keep her informed.

He tried to persuade his mother, but a quick glance revealed that his own hand was trembling slightly as he held the phone. After calling Deborah, he then called Cecilia Cheung.

"Honey, I think I'm sick."

"I have a scar on my head, and the doctor said it could be skin cancer."

The same words were spoken, but the response from the other side was completely different.

"Are you crazy?!" Cecilia Cheung's older sister cursed over the phone, "I'm shopping for bags with my friends, I don't have time to joke with you."

It just hung up!
Hearing the busy tone from the receiver, Young Master Xie awkwardly turned to look at Zhang Yuan.

"Why don't you call Wang Fei?" Zhang Yuan suggested.

Nicholas Tse: ...

"I'm serious..." Zhang Yuan helplessly spread his hands.

According to the birth charts of Old Wang and Young Master Xie, some fortune tellers speculated that they were mother and son in their past lives, and that Young Master Xie was here to repay a debt in this life.

Zhang Yuan never expected that fortune telling could lead to ethical dilemmas.

Whether it's her sister or "mother," given the diva's personality, her reaction to this matter would probably be better than Cecilia Cheung's.

A mother's love is strong; Deborah must have been heartbroken knowing her son had a problem.

She probably doesn't care whether Xie Xian lives or dies.

Similarly, when it came to Cecilia Cheung, Nicholas Tse became her husband, the one whose status came after the dog.

If her son had a problem, she would be just as anxious as Deborah.

But she thought her husband was joking and didn't take it seriously at all.

Zhang Yuan exclaimed, "What makes a good script?"

The characters must be realistic, especially their logic and emotions must be genuine.

The character logic of Fan Bingbing in the script is consistent with human nature.

The reality is exactly the same.

Otherwise, Brother Chenlong would be known as the Sigma Man, always saying that women are unreliable, and he never spends money on women.

That makes sense.

Why is Zhao Ji, the mother of Qin Shi Huang, so poorly regarded in history?

Would someone kill their own son for a man?

This is something a mother would do!

And what benefit would you gain from killing Ying Zheng?
Before you were killed, you were the Empress Dowager; after you were killed, Lao Ai came to power, and you were still the Empress Dowager.

Before the killing, the emperor was your son; after the killing, Lao Ai's son came to power, but the emperor was still your son.

After all that trouble, you gain nothing but high risks and eternal infamy.

If you intend to become emperor yourself like Empress Wu, then you'll be considered someone of importance.

Unfortunately, there are quite a few stupid women like this in real life.

Don't forget, Zhao Ji was originally a dancer, which is equivalent to a female entertainer today...

That's why Zhang Yuan particularly dislikes idiots in the entertainment industry, because you can never imagine what kind of brainless things stupid women can do.

Beep beep beep... A few minutes later, Mr. Xie's phone rang.

"Hey, is what you just said true?"

Cecilia Cheung realized what was happening and called him back.

They are a legally married couple after all, and they still have some conscience.

"That's enough." After a long while, Young Master Xie patted Bai Zhi on the shoulder after they finished talking.

"Don't panic, do you know Hugh Jackman?"

“It’s ‘Wolverine’,” Zhang Yuan added, explaining that many names are translated differently in Hong Kong and Taiwan compared to mainland China.

"He has skin cancer, and it's a very common problem on his nose."

Hugh Jackman is Australian, and directly above Australia is the famous ozone hole, where ultraviolet radiation is extremely high.

Foreigners love to sunbathe, so Australians are particularly prone to skin cancer.

The skin cancer treatment there is also among the best in the world, just like the gunshot wound treatment in the US is particularly excellent because of the large sample size.

“Look at him, after treatment, he still became a movie star and a global idol.”

"It's okay, it can be cured."

"Oh..." Hearing this example, Young Master Xie felt a little calmer.

People who are more famous than you are fine.

Then he looked at the guy next to him.

Thank goodness he forced me to see a doctor!

I didn't take it seriously at all; I was laughing and joking yesterday.

The doctors all said that the earlier this disease is detected, the better it is to treat, and the higher the cure rate will be.

At this moment, all that could be on Xie Gongzi's mind was the saying, "When you're away from home, you rely on your friends."

My buddy is more reliable than my wife!

My wife doesn't believe me and calls me crazy.

My buddy not only pointed out the problem, but he also comforted me just now.

If he were a woman, I would have pursued him.

[Received a thank you from Nicholas Tse: Guitar Basics +2, Guitar Techniques +2, Bass Basics +2, Language Talent +1!]

Zhang Yuan noticed that Young Master Xie's gaze towards him was gradually becoming distorted.

Snapped!
A hard slap across the face.

"Why did you hit me?" Nicholas Tse asked, covering his face.

"To wake you up."

I'm the man you can't have...

He didn't try too hard to interrupt the bromance, out of consideration for the fact that he had given him a certain attribute.

Young Master Xie really does have a talent for languages.

Besides Cantonese, he can also speak Shanghainese, because Deborah is from Shanghai.

This guy also speaks English, French, Japanese, and even Thai.

It's still because of Deborah, although she is from Shanghai, her ancestral home is Thailand.

Therefore, Young Master Xie is not tall and has dark skin, so he has a bit of a Siamese look.

"Life must go on, and filming must continue."

"Xiao Fengzi, perk up!"

After saying that, he went to the set to rehearse his scene.

Before long, word spread that Young Master Xie had gone to see a doctor.

Good things don't go out, bad things pass thousands of miles.

After going around in circles, the words have all become distorted.

"Hey, did you know Tingfeng has a terminal illness?" Hu Jun asked, his face full of shock. "I heard he only has a few months left."

Zhang Yuan: …

You'll only make things worse for him!
“Suspected!” he corrected.

"I went for a checkup, but the results aren't back yet."

"Ah...hiss, is it the one you showed him yesterday?" Brother Jun remembered.

"Yes, it's that bump. I said the texture didn't feel right, but you insisted it was a boil."

"Wow, that's dangerous!" Hu Jun's eyes widened, and his expression was quite frightening.

"I also have a lump on my body, could you take a look at it for me?"

"Where?" Dr. Zhang clenched his fist.

"On the buttocks."

Zhang Yuan: …

She ignored him and turned to leave.

You want me to show you my butt? You're treating me like Liu Ye.

Not long after, as he was sitting on a lounge chair looking at his computer, Fan Bingbing came over to ask him something.

"I heard that Tingfeng is seriously ill."

"Hey Hey……"

"No, buddy, you're sick, why are you laughing?"

"Do you have a grudge against him?"

After Fan Bingbing finished speaking, she suddenly remembered what happened to Zhang Weijian back then.

It seems like you really are a little bit... Wait, Tingfeng didn't hit you.

"Huh?" Zhang Yuancai realized what was happening and looked up at the other person.

"What are you laughing at?" Fan Bingbing asked again.

"It's nothing, Tingfeng is fine, don't listen to people's nonsense."

"It's being spread like wildfire that we have to hold a funeral for him."

"These people are just gossiping when they have nothing better to do."

"It's good that you're alright." Fan Xiaopang breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Yuan felt that she had a good conscience and was quite affectionate.

Those who are concerned for their friends are truly wise.

"What were you laughing about just now?" she asked again.

"I saw an interesting news article, but don't worry about it."

"You're so secretive, it's really annoying." Fan Bingbing looked around and, finding no one there, tapped his nose with her finger: "You're probably up to no good."

Whether it's a good thing or not depends on the person.

This is a good thing for him.

But that might not be the case for others.

Because of the news he saw, this event is historically known as the "Sohu Rebellion"... (End of Chapter)