Actor: Thank you.

The film crew is working as usual.

Zhang Yuan and Hung Kam-po took turns acting opposite Mickey Rourke.

He's doing better, but the older mobile phone is quite tired.

Even at his age, he still has to play against such professional players at a high intensity.

Furthermore, Mickey Rourke is not a professional stuntman, so he doesn't know what "retracting force" means.

It wasn't intentional, but I hadn't learned this technique.

Furthermore, Western fighting techniques emphasize a short burst of anaerobic energy.

In a boxing match, the longest fight is only 36 minutes, and these professional athletes are exhausted to the point of tears.

A punch is a punch, and the force is used to its fullest extent.

Clearly, Westerners do not understand the principle of "the dragon soaring too high will regret it, and its decline will be endless."

As a result, both sides were exhausted during the fight scenes.

When Zhang Yuan returned to his room, he had many bruises all over his body.

A professional boxer like Mickey's punches, let alone a solid hit, even a glancing blow, would leave your skin bloodshot.

If he's like this, then Hung Kam-po, who's already in his sixties, is even more overwhelmed.

Because the other party was a foreigner, he was more polite, knowing that he didn't know anything about this.

If it were a Chinese actor, they would have already started cursing.

Every time they had a break, two younger men would massage Hung Kam-po and apply medicine and liniment to his wounds.

Zhang Yuan also stepped forward to say some kind words and helped massage the area a few times.

I'm really afraid that if he loses his temper, he'll say he can't take it anymore and needs to go home to see a doctor.

You've just finished "serving" one side, and there are already complaints on the other.

"Zhang." After several days of filming, Mickey Rourke approached him with a worried look on his face.

"Don't you have an actors' union in China?"

"Yes, there is." Zhang Yuan counted on his fingers.

Film and Television Actors Association, China Television Artists Association Working Committee, China Radio and Television Association, Television Actors Working Committee, Television Drama Artists Association, Film Artists Association...

There are dozens of them, large and small, at the local or national level.

"If there's a union, why do you Chinese filmmakers still do this?" Mickey was very confused.

He talked about a lot of things.

First of all, there are dozens or even hundreds of crew members on the set, and there are no fixed dedicated dining and rest areas.

Many prop masters, stagehands, or extras had to find a corner to squat in and eat their meals, or simply put their boxed lunches on the ground.

My brother disapproved of it, feeling it was disrespectful.

Furthermore, during action scenes, the extras were not protected at all.

Moreover, veteran action stars like Sammo Hung never use camera tricks; it's all real footage.

Mickey discovered that his co-star wasn't even wearing a protective pad.

Furthermore, after filming, he would rest in a motorhome that was prepared just for him.

I woke up from a nap and found that the film crew was still shooting.

He was filming while he was working, while he was sleeping, and even after he woke up; he was constantly filming.

Don't you Chinese people ever rest?
Dining, safety, and rest—these three important issues were all beyond his comprehension.

Is this how all Chinese people do things?

Why isn't the labor union doing anything about it?
According to his understanding, if this were done in North America, the film crew would be out of a job.

These three things alone are enough to cause thousands of people to march and demonstrate.

If there's nowhere to sit while they're eating, the extras in North America might just start a rebellion on the spot.

Zhang Yuan could understand that Western labor unions were quite different from those in the East.

The labor union here is mainly responsible for distributing grain, oil, rice, and flour...

In North America, the Screen Actors Guild wields considerable influence.

Hollywood gangs, in particular, have colluded with the Democratic Party, forming interest groups with each other.

Several sharp declines in the North American film and television industry have been linked to major strikes by the Writers Guild.

Mickey Rourke: I don't understand why everyone is working themselves to the bone, as if this land of China is destined to be fraught with misfortune for those working in the film and television industry.

Zhang Yuan had no choice but to explain to him that China has its own unique national circumstances...

"A few years ago, I filmed a Chinese action TV series."

"During the final rush of filming, I once went more than 50 hours without sleeping."

Zhang Yuan was referring to the bearded man's version of "The Return of the Condor Heroes".

"Sleeping" here refers to officially leaving get off work, returning to the hotel, washing up, and going to bed.

Because towards the end of filming, they stayed on set day and night without removing their makeup or going home, only taking short naps on folding chairs when the props and camera crew were adjusting the scenes.

If you call this sleeping, then it's true that you're so tired that you can fall asleep as soon as you lie down.

Even when he's asleep, he's still filming in his dreams.

The general emotional flow is as follows.

At the beginning, I kept reminding myself that I am Yang Guo.

Next, Yang Guo can choose whoever he wants to be.

Finally, there's the question, "Who am I?"

My head is buzzing.

Don't say you can't distinguish between people and actors, you can't even distinguish between people and animals.

After hearing his words, Mickey stared wide-eyed for a long time before finally saying something.

"Then why don't you sue the production team?"

Zhang Yuan: …

I'm not going to talk to you anymore; China has its own national conditions.

“That’s all in the past. I’ve grown up now and I won’t be forced to do that again.”

"Of course, I can consider it if needed."

"The premise is that not doing so would involve greater risks." Zhang Yuan walked alongside him.

"You Chinese are really strange." The older man curled his index finger and rested his chin on it: "This kind of work intensity will cause problems for both your body and mind."

“When you’re struggling to make a living, you don’t have the right to have problems with your mind and body.” Zhang Yuan also felt this was not good.

However, this is not a problem unique to the Chinese film and television industry, but rather a systemic issue experienced throughout China's modernization process.

If foreigners see this and it leaves a bad impression, that would be even worse.

"But at least we didn't use a three-year-old to extinguish a chimney that was still burning."

So he made another "British joke".

Unfortunately, this is not a joke, but a real phenomenon of the 20th century.

Mickey Locke laughed, and that was the end of it.

Hopefully, he won't tell his North American colleagues about this when he gets home.

Zhang Yuan also developed a sense of national responsibility, feeling the need to uphold the reputation of the country and the industry.

Having just parted ways with her brother, our Miss Yang Tianbao walked towards him with a smile.

"Hello."

"Hello, what's up?" Zhang Yuan greeted him while taking a step back to the side.

Try to keep a distance of more than one meter from the other person.

If we get too close and paparazzi take pictures, who knows what kind of story they'll make up.

"Ip Man and his disciples turned against each other because of a woman."

Maybe a headline like this will appear because Xiaoming is playing his apprentice.

"It was a pleasure to meet you on this trip, and I thank you for your hospitality."

"It wasn't me who treated you; it was the film crew."

"Isn't the film crew yours?" This person gave me a knowing look.

“No.” Zhang Yuan emphasized very seriously, “The production team belongs to everyone. Even from an investment perspective, I am just one of the investors.”

Zhang Yuan spoke cautiously, wary of the other party.

Yang Tianbao also noticed this.

"I see."

"What I want to say is that I'm very happy with Xiaoming now."

"So what happened in the past..."

Zhang Yuan revealed a playful smile.

Didn't you threaten me with "exposure" before?
Now they're scared, afraid of losing Huang Xiaoming, this top-notch horse, so they've come to beg me.

“We’re just friends who met once, we have no past.” Zhang Yuan immediately stopped him.

"Yes, yes, there's one more thing."

"Xiao Ming suffered many injuries while filming."

"Could you look after him?"

Zhang Yuan raised his eyebrows, finding it strange.

“He’s a grown man, he needs me to take care of him.”

"Or do you think I caused his injury?"

"I'm not……"

"Stop talking nonsense." Zhang Yuan interrupted her directly: "I don't know you well, there's no need to chat."

With so many people watching, if there's someone who talks but doesn't listen, even if you have no shame, I still do.

"You're not part of our crew, please don't disturb the filming."

"And don't force me to find someone to send you away."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?

Xiaoming is a genuine person, but you're not!

Huang Xiaoming is afraid I'll mess with him, and he has his reasons.

Which onion are you?
I saw right through her; she just wanted to curry favor with the man. She thought that as a woman, she could speak up, and as a grown man, she felt awkward refusing.

I can go back and brag to Xiaoming about it, which will strengthen our relationship.

I don't care about you.

He left, but the other party activated their "model brain," from electroencephalograms to cosmic maps...

"His attitude, didn't I just hit the nail on the head!" Yang Tianbao clapped his hands.

He felt that Zhang Yuan was feeling guilty and was deliberately messing with his boyfriend.

After all, she felt she knew Zhang Yuan very well, from his thoughts to his physical structure.

The courtesan considered herself the empress; that's how it was.

"No, in that case, I really need to have a serious talk with him."

"Otherwise, wouldn't Xiaoming be driven crazy by him?"

"Xiao Ming is stupid, no, honest. He doesn't even realize he's being bullied."

After Yang Tianbao hooked up with a "rich man," his ego also grew.

A few years ago, she would never have dared to have such a thought.

"Humph!"

"If you're ignoring me because you feel guilty, then I'll ambush you!"

……

On the other side, Zhang Yuan finished a scene in front of the camera, showing himself in pain and weakness on the ring.

"You performed wonderfully."

“That feeling of exhaustion is like that of a British worker forced to work for more than ten hours,” Mickey Locke joked.

Don't say anymore, it's a bit heartbreaking...

Zhang Yuan thought that assembly line workers in China were in a similar situation.

Lies don't hurt, truth is the knife.

Just as I was lamenting whether the plight of the lower classes was a necessary pain for development, I heard a series of accusations coming from not far away.

Xiong Dailin is being criticized right now.

She only got the title of "future Heavenly King's wife" because of it; otherwise, she would have been criticized.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the same old problem.

Despite playing a pregnant woman, her demeanor, especially her walking posture, was like walking on a catwalk.

Actually, it's the same problem as Xiaoming's: being too concerned about one's image in front of the camera.

The director was naturally unhappy because the woman in the film didn't look like a mother of two.

"Come on, come on." Zhang Yuan waved for Ye Weixing to go aside.

If lecturing had worked, she would have recovered long ago.

If you're not a professional actor, you have to resort to some unorthodox methods.

And he's most skilled at using underhanded tricks.

"I won't tell you any other techniques or performance tips."

“These things that should have been done before filming started, you didn’t do, and now it’s too late.”

Xiong Dailin showed an embarrassed expression.

It wasn't just her acting skills; the production team also told her that she needed to gain weight.

Because pregnant women don't have the figures of models.

When she arrived at the film set, she still had a great figure; they had to wear two fake bellies to fill out her waist.

She even said she eats late-night snacks every day to gain weight, but she just can't get fat.

Zhang Yuan pretended to believe him.

He knew that, putting everything else aside, even if he ate like Aaron Kwok every day, he wouldn't be that thin.

Because Guo Fucheng is known in the Hong Kong entertainment circle for her love of hot pot!

They eat both hot pot and Sichuan-style spicy hot pot, and they can eat them twice a day for seven days straight.

You can tell how much he loves to eat.

If you eat like the king of pop and don't exercise, I don't believe you won't gain weight.

It's possible that teenage girls have a high metabolism and don't gain weight easily.

You're a few years older than me, you're already 30, what are you pretending for?

A film crew is made up of people, and with a hundred people, there are all sorts of people, and nothing is ever perfect.

They each have their own flaws, which Zhang Yuan usually doesn't bother to manage, nor can he manage them all.

But the female lead can't be ignored.

He's thin, so it's understandable that Master Ip was short of money when he first came to Hong Kong and couldn't afford to nourish his wife.

Walking like a model is completely inexplicable.

"Just listen to me, don't think."

Your brain isn't very useful.

Like Yang Ying, if she had any brains, she wouldn't be a model.

"Imitation, understand?"

"But... there are no pregnant women on the film crew."

Yes… Zhang Yuan thought to himself, you’re right.

Given the intensity of our production crew, if there were pregnant women working on set, Mickey Rourke would have called the police.

"It doesn't necessarily have to be a pregnant woman."

"Just find someone with a big belly to imitate."

"Big belly?"

"Yes, what you need to imitate is the state when the body weight is concentrated in the waist."

"Because of the large belly, the way the hips move will change."

"You haven't seen many girls who were pigeon-toed before pregnancy, but started walking pigeon-toed after getting pregnant."

“Oh, that looks awful. I don’t want to have children,” Xiong Dailin interjected.

Zhang Yuan: …

He held back and didn't get angry.

"Let me be frank, we have suitable role models right around us."

"Who?"

“Big Brother.” Zhang Yuan gave a very serious but rather unserious answer.

Sammo Hung has a very large belly. It was already quite large when he was young, and the visceral fat has become even more pronounced as he's gotten older.

Many middle-aged and elderly men have bellies that are bigger than those of pregnant women, resembling the size of a watermelon.

In some areas, middle-aged men especially like to lift their shirts to expose their white bellies...

In addition, Big Brother already has bad knees, and his legs are not smooth when he walks. These past few days, he has been filming action scenes with Mickey Rourke, which has made his legs suffer even more, so his walking posture has become more and more distorted.

It would be perfect to have Xiong Dailin imitate him.

"really?"

Shh, just say it quietly.

"Don't let anyone know."

"Even if you find out, don't say it was my idea."

If anyone asks, just don't reveal my identity as your teacher.

"Oh, oh, oh." Miss Xiong nodded repeatedly.

People get excited at the mere mention of "doing bad things".

Having calmed down from the director's criticism, I'm now going to observe the big brother mobile phone.

Zhang Yuan clapped his hands. "I'm still too shameless...too comprehensive."

Without me on set, who knows how much trouble would have ensued.

Back at his post, just as the lighting technician finished adjusting the lights, he went in front of the camera to touch up his makeup.

After filming two shots, about a few hours later, they heard a commotion coming from the other end of the film crew in the distance.

"Hey, something terrible has happened!"

A prop guy jogged over.

"What's wrong?" The assistant director, a meerkat, peeked out, looking like he wanted to hear some gossip.

"That stupid woman caused trouble and angered the big boss!"

Zhang Yuan: !!!
I rub!

No way.

Xiong Dailin wouldn't be so stupid as to be discovered by the other party in such a short time!
That's not right. If they found out, they could just deny it.

Could it be that he was so frightened that he gave up?

They won't expose me, will they?

Zhang Yuan swallowed hard.

It seems that people shouldn't do bad things.

Fearing retribution, he quickly got up and rushed towards the noisy area.

"what happened?"

Hearing Cantonese swearing, he tried to squeeze through the layers of onlookers.

"Oops, you stepped on my foot."

During the crowd, a woman's voice with a Southern Zhili accent complained.

"Excuse me... oh?"

Turning around, I saw that it was Xiong Dailin who was complaining.

"Why are you here?"

"Just joining in the fun," Miss Xiong said matter-of-factly.

"No... if you're here, then who caused the trouble?" (End of Chapter)