Reborn in the Chinese Entertainment Industry: My Childhood Sweetheart is Boss Yang

In May, the air in Beijing already carried the heat of summer.

The casting for the TV series "The Return of the Condor Heroes" was held in an inconspicuous cultural palace.

The corridor was crowded with young men and women who came to audition, and everyone's face showed similar nervousness and anticipation.

Yang Mi sat on a bench in the corner, clutching the script in her hand, her palms sweaty.

She has passed the first round.

But the casting director seemed very interested in her and decided to add an audition scene at the last minute.

At Fengling Ferry, I first met Yang Guo.

This is the most important scene for the character Guo Xiang.

"take it easy."

Gu Heng sat down next to her and reached out to place a bottle of chilled mineral water on Yang Mi's cheek.

The cool touch startled Yang Mi, and her tense nerves relaxed slightly.

"I'm afraid I won't act well," she said softly, her voice trembling slightly.

"What are you afraid of? Take a deep breath. Now you have to believe that you are her."

Yang Mi took a deep breath and nodded vigorously.

"Next up, Yang Mi!"

The shouts of the staff could be heard.

Yang Mi stood up and walked into the room under Gu Heng's gaze.

The audition room was spacious, with only a few tables set up, and the casting director and several assistant directors sitting in the back.

Her co-star was a young actor who looked to be in his early twenties. He was quite handsome, but his eyes were empty, as if he didn't have much enthusiasm for acting.

"Let's begin," the casting director announced.

Yang Mi quickly got into the zone, listening intently with a girl's curiosity and longing, as if she were truly listening to the legend of the Condor Hero.

It's time for the two to act together.

"I will give you three golden needles, which can do three things for you."

The young actor spoke, his voice as flat as a straight line, without any emotional fluctuation.

Yang Mi's prepared emotions were instantly suppressed.

She tried hard to make an expression, forcing out a playful smile.

"Anything is fine?"

"Anything is fine." The other person's reply still sounded like they were reciting a textbook.

Yang Mi's heart sank.

She felt like she was acting in front of a wall; no matter how much emotion she threw out, the other person couldn't catch it.

After several attempts, the charm and naivety she had cultivated became dry and lifeless.

The casting director frowned slightly.

"stop."

He spoke.

"Yang Mi, go out and rest for ten minutes to adjust your condition."

The moment Yang Mi stepped out of the room, her legs felt weak.

She messed up.

Seeing her distraught appearance, Gu Heng stood up.

"What's wrong?"

"I...I can't find the feeling." Yang Mi's eyes reddened, and her voice trembled with tears. "That person, he doesn't give me any reaction at all. I don't know how to act."

Looking at her pitiful expression, Gu Heng felt a mix of amusement and pity.

He didn't say much, looked around, took her wrist, and walked to the corner of a deserted stairwell at the end of the corridor.

"Ignore him."

Gu Heng cupped her face in his hands, forcing her to look into his eyes.

"You are now Guo Xiang. You have just heard a legend about the martial arts world, and you are full of curiosity about that mysterious masked swordsman."

"He's right in front of you now."

Gu Heng's voice was very low, with a peculiar magnetism.

"What you need to do is not ask him if anything is okay. Instead, you need to test him, use your wit to see through his mask and reveal his true colors."

He leaned close to Yang Mi's ear and slowly uttered a line in a volume only the two of them could hear.

That was supposed to be Yang Guo's line.

"I see you are so young and pitiful. Here are three golden needles for you, and I will grant you three wishes."

It was just one sentence.

Gu Heng's tone wasn't loud, but it carried a hint of vicissitude, a hint of loneliness, and an unconscious doting and indulgence towards the young girl in front of him.

It's as if he is the legendary hero who has experienced many hardships but has a soft heart.

Yang Mi's body stiffened.

That's the feeling!

She had been trying to grasp it, but it remained a vague feeling!

At that moment, all her tension and grievances vanished.

She looked up, her eyes regaining their sparkle, filled with surprise, admiration, and girlish slyness.

Now, she is Guo Xiang.

The person in front of her was the older brother she had been searching for.

Just then, a middle-aged man with a distinctive beard and a burly build approached. He had been feeling frustrated because he couldn't hear the audition results he was looking for, and wanted to get some fresh air. However, he overheard the conversation between the two men as he passed by the stairwell.

His gaze was fixed on Gu Heng.

Yang Mi was startled by this sudden turn of events and her heart skipped a beat when she saw the bearded director staring at them.

It’s over.

He got caught doing something underhanded outside.

Zhang Jizhong ignored the nervous Yang Mi and strode straight up to Gu Heng.

He looked Gu Heng up and down.

He is tall with long legs, broad shoulders and a straight back, and has a well-defined face that exudes a heroic air.

What is most remarkable is his composure beyond his years.

"Young man."

"Say that part again."

Several staff members and actors who were passing by stopped and looked over curiously.

Yang Mi nervously tugged at Gu Heng's sleeve.

Gu Heng simply smiled reassuringly at her, then calmly met Zhang Jizhong's gaze.

He showed no stage fright and turned his gaze to Yang Mi again.

In that instant, his eyes changed.

It contained the hardships of life, the vicissitudes of worldly affairs, and a subtle, almost imperceptible, pity for the girl before him.

"I see you are so young and pitiful. Here are three golden needles for you, and I will grant you three wishes."

It's that same line again.

But this time, under the watchful eyes of the public, Gu Heng's performance was even more intense.

Yang Mi stared at him blankly, completely drawn into the scene.

Zhang Jizhong's eyes lit up.

"good!"

He clapped his hands hard.

"Which school did you go to? Did you study acting?"

"I haven't learned it." Gu Heng resumed his usual demeanor. "I've just practiced martial arts since I was a child, so I'm quite familiar with controlling my breath and body."

"Have you practiced martial arts?"

Zhang Jizhong's eyes shone even brighter.

This is like finding a treasure!

He made a quick decision and pointed at Gu Heng.

"You shouldn't leave either. Try out the role of Yelü Qi."

Yelü Qi?

Gu Heng's heart stirred, but his face remained expressionless.

He knew this character. A Mongolian nobleman, Guo Fu's husband, and later the leader of the Beggars' Sect. In the original novel, he was steady, kind, and highly skilled in martial arts. He didn't have many scenes, but his character was excellent, making him a very likable positive supporting character.

He was worried about whether he could sneak into the film crew to prevent the little girl from being mistreated like she had been in his previous life.

This is like a pillow being delivered to someone who's just fallen asleep.

Gu Heng's mind raced, but he simply responded calmly.

"Director, I'm just accompanying a friend to the audition, I..."

"It's settled then!"

Zhang Jizhong didn't give him a chance to refuse; with a wave of his hand, he made the decision directly.