Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, I became a legend in the entertainment industry by avo

Chapter 144 Preparation

Zhang Li smiled and looked at the newcomer: "Brother Long, Lin Juemin's case is still undecided."

Brother Long asked, "Aren't there any suitable candidates? I do have a few here—"

Before Brother Long could finish speaking, Zhang Li interrupted him: "Brother Long, I haven't decided on this role yet. Let's wait a while longer."

Brother Long was taken aback and stared at Zhang Li for a moment.

Seeing Zhang Li's natural smile, it seemed he was genuinely still considering it.

But who is he? He's been in the film and television industry for decades; what hasn't he encountered?

Zhang Li said he hadn't decided yet, but his expression showed no sign of urgency, clearly indicating that he already had someone in mind.

Although Lin Juemin doesn't have many scenes, he is still a very important character.

The two discussed everything beforehand, but Zhang Li acted arbitrarily in this particular matter.

Several thoughts raced through Brother Long's mind in an instant.

Which investor is the key figure?

It's possible that a certain celebrity wants to make a cameo appearance, but their schedule hasn't been finalized yet, so Zhang Li can't reveal it in advance.

Or perhaps—it's some newcomer with a powerful background, whom Zhang Li has been instructed by above to promote?

The role of Lin Juemin has probably already been taken, and the person who took it is someone of considerable influence.

Zhang Li preferred to keep it a secret for the time being rather than reveal it in advance, so as not to cause any unforeseen complications.

Thinking of this, Brother Long's face once again displayed his usual cheerful yet slightly worldly smile.

He didn't press further, as if the conversation had just been casual chat: "Director Zhang, since you have a plan, I won't ask any more questions. But we need to hurry up with this, since filming is about to start. We don't want one role to affect the entire filming schedule."

Zhang Li quickly nodded and smiled obsequiously, "Brother Long, don't worry, I know what I'm doing. The role of Lin Juemin is very important, and I want to think about it more carefully."

Brother Long nodded, then changed the subject: "Director Zhang, how are the set and props preparations going? If there's anything I can coordinate, just let me know."

Zhang Li followed up on his topic, and the two seemed to be having a lively discussion about other preparations for the film crew.

It was as if the discussion about Lin Juemin's selection had never happened.

But Brother Long was more curious about the candidate.

But he won't pay attention anymore; the answer will be revealed when the official cast is announced at the start of filming.

9:00 AM

Zhang Qilin's small courtyard.

"Ringling----"

A cell phone rang.

Lying in bed, Zhang Qilin picked up his phone from beside his pillow and saw that it was director Lin Zhaohua calling.

He forced himself to listen to the call, despite his discomfort: "Feed."

A weak, somewhat fearful voice rang out.

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That wasn't his own voice, but rather the influence of Yuan Guozhong on him after he got into character.

Director Lin Zhaohua's anxious voice came through the phone: "Xiao Zhang, where are you? Come to the set as soon as possible, everyone is waiting to help you practice."

Zhang Qilin wanted to explain, but what came out of his mouth was, "I'll do it right away—"

He shut up in time.

Through the receiver, Director Lin's voice continued to ask, "Xiao Zhang? Why does your voice sound so strange? Are you alright? Hey?"

"I instinctively wanted to agree and I'd be there right away," came Yuan Guozhong's voice and his reaction.

Five days of immersion in the role, the character of that timid, calculating old landlord from Beiping, bent over by life, still deeply influences him.

He took a deep breath and used all his strength to fight against the inertia.

Trying to keep her voice steady, she said, "Director Lin, I—I'm getting into the mood. Give me half a day, this afternoon—I'll be there on time this afternoon."

Director Lin Zhaohua on the other end of the phone remained silent.

From Zhang Qilin's voice just now, he could sense that Zhang Qilin's state was a bit strange.

Hearing Zhang Qilin's explanation, knowing that he was getting into character to play his role well, I said, "Alright, Xiao Zhang, try to get into character first. If you really can't, come to the theater, and we'll help you."

Zhang Qilin said with difficulty, "Okay—hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Qilin remained lying motionless on the bed.

He had actually been awake for a while. After the last out-of-scene test, he found that only the observer debriefing method worked.

The phone call just interrupted his debriefing.

Therefore, he needs to start the review process again:

"Wotou Guild Hall" tells the story of several lower-class families living in a small courtyard house called Wotou Guild Hall in the southern part of Beiping on the eve of its liberation in 1948.

Yuan Guozhong is a 50-year-old landlord, nicknamed "Yuan Datou" (Big Head Yuan). His personality can be simply summarized as being talkative but kind-hearted.

Afternoon, 3:30 PM.

Zhang Qilin sat up in bed, put on his clothes, and walked to his desk.

He found a piece of white paper, picked up a pen, and wrote on it: "I am Yuan Guozhong. I was originally a doorman and handyman. I used the 320 silver dollars that Mr. Han entrusted to me before his arrest to buy the Wotou Guild Hall —."

"My name is Zhang Qilin. I have gone through the emotional logic of his transformation and experienced his fear. I am the actor, he is the character. I carry him, but I am greater than him."

"Now, I have confirmed that Yuan Guozhong's emotional experience database has been archived — and the process of stripping it off has begun."

He put down his pen, folded the paper, and set it aside.

He stood up and walked into the courtyard.

He did a few stretching exercises, feeling every bone and muscle of Zhang Qilin's young body.

Then, he addressed the jujube tree in the middle of the courtyard, saying, "The play is temporarily suspended. I am Zhang Qilin, Yuan Guozhong. Goodbye!"

The sound wasn't loud.

The farewell ceremony has ended.

He could feel that emotion fading, but it hadn't completely subsided.

It might be a side effect of being reincarnated as a Qingyi, and it won't be completely gone until tomorrow.

Under normal circumstances, he shouldn't be involved in this role today.

But he has to perform in tonight's show, and he can only hope that nothing unexpected happens.

After washing up, Zhang Qilin felt extremely anxious before leaving and decided to consult a fortune teller.

It took him a long time to finally calm down.

So he calmed his mind and focused his spirit.

The Celestial Compass then appeared.

He silently asked himself, "Little Fortune Teller, what should I pay attention to for tonight's performance?"

The compass shimmered with light, and the runes on the surface of the divination tube flickered.

A jade divination stick flew out of the divination tube.

[Auspicious/Medium Fortune]

Director Zhang Li brought an international movie star to the performance. Don't let external distractions disturb your mind; follow your inner guidance. (Reward: Qingyi Reincarnation Fragment +1)

Upon seeing the contents of the fortune slip, Zhang Qilin was taken aback.

Director Zhang Li might come, which is something he can think of, but what about the international movie stars he brought?

He was originally brought in at the last minute to play the lead role, and he had no choice but to get into character in order to prevent the play from going wrong.

Now that he's just finished filming, this has put even more pressure on him.

Seeing that it was almost four o'clock, Zhang Qilin stopped thinking about it and turned to walk out the door.

Passing by the pancake stall, he walked up and called out, "Boss, I'll have one with two eggs, no crispy crackers or cilantro, plus a side of savory tofu pudding."

4:00 pm

Zhang Qilin walked backstage.

"Qi Lin is here!" someone with sharp eyes shouted.

Several pairs of eyes turned over, some with concern, others with curiosity.

Lin Zhaohua walked over hurriedly with a tense face, looking Zhang Qilin up and down.

Seeing that Zhang Qilin seemed unchanged, he asked the question he was most concerned about: "Xiao Zhang, how are you?"

Zhang Qilin nodded: "Director Lin, I'm ready."

Director Lin's tense expression eased slightly, but he still asked with some concern, "Are you sure you don't need them to help you get into the swing of things?"

Zhang Qilin shook his head: "Director Lin, I think I'm in my best condition right now."

"That's good," Lin Zhaohua said, glancing at the time. "There's still some time before the performance starts. Go to dressing room number one and get a feel for it. I'll go check on the stage preparations."

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Zhang Qilin's heart skipped a beat. Dressing room number one was closest to the stage and was reserved for the absolute lead actor of a play.

I didn't expect him to be able to use this dressing room so soon.

Zhang Qilin entered dressing room number one. He was the only person in the room, and he had just sat down in a chair.

Song Dandan strolled in slowly, carrying a thermos, and asked casually, "Did you figure it out yourself?"

Zhang Qilin immediately stood up and said respectfully, "Thank you for your concern, Teacher Song. I'm starting to get the hang of it."

"Okay," Song Dandan said softly, "Xiao Zhang, remember, a role is a role, and you are you. Just act well and don't feel guilty. I'll cover for you if anything happens on stage."

"Yes, I understand," Zhang Qilin nodded.

After Song Dandan left, the others came over to check on him.

Zhang Qilin knew that these people were worried that he was under too much pressure as it was his first time playing a lead role, and they wanted to help him relieve that pressure.

But their repeated attempts to comfort him only increased his stress.

He is now like the hope of the whole village, with all the burdens on his shoulders, making it hard for him to breathe.

Finally, no one else came in, and he was the only one left in dressing room number one.

In a quiet environment, he could hear his slightly rapid heartbeat and feel a dull throbbing pain in his temples.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

But being the protagonist for the first time, and the mental exhaustion from just leaving the show, made it impossible for him to suppress his emotions. Even the ability of his "Clear Sound in a Turbid World" destiny to isolate him from all surrounding noise was useless.

He knew he had to get back into shape as soon as possible.

There can be absolutely no mistakes in tonight's performance.

He silently wished himself a reward.

[Popularity and Destiny]

[Mirror Acting Fate Fragment +1]

[Exemption from review fragment +2]

[Qingyi Reincarnation Fragment +4]

[Xu Gong's Fate Fragment from the North of the City +1]

[Clear Stream Mark Fragment +3]

[Fragment of the Destiny of Pure Sound in a Turbid World +1]

[Psychological Profiler Fate Fragment +1]

[Empathy Magnetic Field Talisman +1]

[Pressure Resistance Charm +1]

[Public Opinion Protection Talisman +1]

[Evil people will be punished by evil people +1]

[Substitute Talisman +1]

[Topic Isolation Talisman +1]

A thought flashed through his mind, and a message appeared before his eyes.

【Compression Resistance and Toughness Talisman】

When faced with high-pressure situations, such as negative public opinion storms, physical and mental exhaustion caused by high-intensity work, or major performances, after activation, the mental and physical state is significantly enhanced in the following 24 hours.

Psychological resilience is greatly improved, and one is less easily affected by negative external evaluations. Physical fatigue is reduced, and one maintains abundant energy to cope with various tasks.

After reading the introduction, he did not hesitate.

Silently recite in your mind: "Activate the stress resistance talisman."

A warm sensation slowly spread from the center of my chest.

The warmth wasn't intense; rather, it was like holding a cup of warm water on a winter's day—comforting and lingering.

The string that was taut as if it were about to snap has loosened.

My slightly rapid heartbeat gradually calmed down, and the throbbing pain in my temples subsided like the tide.

He could clearly feel that his mind and body were being supported by a gentle force.

The feeling of fatigue in my body is also rapidly decreasing, replaced by an unprecedented surge of energy.

It's like someone carrying a heavy load suddenly having half of their burden taken from their shoulders.

The burden remains, the road ahead is still long, but the steps are now steady.

He opened his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror.

His eyesight has improved.

"Zhang Qilin," he whispered to himself, "Tonight, it's all up to you."

He rested for a while, adjusted his mindset, and started putting on makeup.

He picked up his paintbrush, looked at his own face in the mirror, and began to recall the feeling of being immersed in the role.

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