Huayu: Reborn in 97, transferring to the Central Academy of Drama's star-studded class

The two were fighting fiercely.

With a flick of his wrist, Zhang Ziyi sent the sword tip hurtling straight at Jiang Lai's face. Jiang Lai swerved to the side and nearly fell off his horse.

This startled Zhang Ziyi, and he became much more restrained in his subsequent actions.

There was really no way to not restrain ourselves. The horse was running, and the two of us were sometimes close and sometimes far apart, sometimes we were just hitting thin air.

Li An frowned after watching for a while. "No, the space is still too small. We can't perform to our full potential."

Eighth Master nodded in agreement. "Indeed, fighting on the spot is inherently difficult, especially with limited space and fragmented movements. Shall we try some other moves?"

Under the direction of the director and Master Ba, Jiang Lai and Zhang Ziyi, in addition to weapons, tried several combinations, such as one on the ground and the other on horseback, or both on the ground, rolling around and fighting on the grass.

Just as Zhang Ziyi was pointing a gun at Jiang Lai and poking him repeatedly, an accident occurred.

Jiang Lai swept away the spear that was thrusting towards him with a horizontal slash. Zhang Ziyi retreated repeatedly, tripped on a grass root, and fell backward. She instinctively reached out to brace herself, and her wrist was twisted.

"Hiss—" She gasped in pain, but didn't make a sound, and got up as if nothing had happened.

"I'm fine, let's try again!"

Jiang saw that her expression was off and was about to speak when Zhang Ziyi raised her gun again.

"Again!" She glared at Jiang Lai, and that fierce look in her eyes reappeared.

The group spent the whole afternoon playing around on the grass.

"Let's leave it like this for now. I'll design the specific action details later."

Eighth Master scribbled in his notebook as he and Li An discussed things as they walked toward the hotel.

Zhang Ziyi put down the props and discreetly rubbed her right wrist with her left hand.

Jiang Lai noticed it naturally. Remembering how she fell, he quickly went over and said, "Let me see your wrist."

"It's nothing." Zhang Ziyi pulled her hand back, her eyes unconsciously glancing to the side.

Jiang Lai grabbed him and rolled up his sleeves.

Her fair wrists were already somewhat swollen, and there were bruises of varying shades on her arms, indicating that they had been there for a while.

Jiang Lai frowned, then rolled up her other sleeve, which also had a bruise. He then squatted down and rolled up her trouser leg.

My calves and knees are covered in bruises.

Jiang Lai's face darkened completely, his expression extremely complicated. "You said before that you wore long sleeves and pants to protect yourself from the sun, but it turns out it was to cover up this."

Zhang Ziyi pulled down his trouser leg and squatted down as well. He cupped Jiang Lai's dejected face in his hands and said casually, "No one can practice martial arts without getting injured. These are just minor injuries."

At this moment, Zhang Jin suddenly appeared out of nowhere, carrying a bottle of ice water and a towel, and said in a low voice, "You two usually practice separately. Ziyi practices a lot of things, so you haven't seen her practice martial arts."

Jiang Lai looked up at Zhang Jin.

Zhang Jin handed her ice water and a towel, saying, "Please give her an ice pack."

Jiang Lai silently took the towel, poured the ice water onto it, and carefully applied it to Zhang Ziyi's wrist. Zhang Ziyi frowned in pain but didn't utter a sound.

Zhang Jin continued, "When she was practicing martial arts recently, she would push herself to the limit if she couldn't do the moves well. Every night after we parted, she would secretly run back to the training room to practice more, until she could walk with a limp. But the next day, she could act like nothing had happened in front of you. I told her to take a day off, but she said no."

He glanced at Zhang Ziyi. "You used fake props for sparring, but you used real equipment when you were actually practicing. You know how heavy those things are. She practiced until her arms were swollen and she couldn't lift her shoulders. I told her that this would leave her with long-term health problems, and do you know what she said?"

"What did you say?" Jiang Lai's voice trembled slightly.

"She said she'd take care of herself after filming was finished." Zhang Jin shook his head. "I've managed so many actors, but this is the first time I've seen someone work this hard."

"Most importantly, she didn't show any unusual behavior in front of you."

"What is love in this world?" Zhang Jin sighed, patted Jiang Lai on the shoulder, and said, "Cherish this girl."

After saying this, Zhang Jin walked away slowly with his hands behind his back, looking smug and self-satisfied, as if he had accomplished something and was leaving without a trace of his accomplishment.

Jiang Lai was filled with regret. He only knew that Zhang Ziyi would get the role and simply thought that it was only right for her to reject all the other girls. He had no idea about the effort and hardship behind it.

Come to think of it, I myself suffer from aches and pains all over my body every day from practicing swordsmanship and working out, and I occasionally get bruises from practicing swordsmanship. How could this girl not get injured?

They should have used their position as investors to force Li An to cast Zhang Ziyi as the female lead from the start.

Jiang Lai thought bitterly.

Perhaps sensing Jiang Lai's thoughts, Zhang Ziyi comforted him, saying, "It's not as exaggerated as Brother Jin said. It's actually fine. Everyone is working very hard, it's normal. Besides, it just looks exaggerated, it doesn't actually hurt, really."

Seeing that Jiang Lai still didn't speak, Zhang Ziyi had no choice but to help him up first, "Let's go, let's go, we still have to train tomorrow."

After saying that, she grabbed Jiang Lai and tried to leave, but Jiang Lai pulled her back.

"Take a day off tomorrow."

"no."

"I'm giving you a day off tomorrow!"

"It's not up to you!"

The two of them just stared at each other, one feeling sorry for the other, the other stubborn.

In the end, Zhang Ziyi was the first to concede, her voice softening but her attitude remaining firm, "Then I'll just rest for one day. I'm really fine. I know my own body. Besides, filming starts in a little over a month. I can't hold them back."

Jiang Lai sighed and said nothing more.

The two returned to Zhang Ziyi's room at the hotel. Jiang Lai untied the towel from her wrist, which had been mostly swollen after being iced.

"I'm going to buy a bottle of safflower oil." Jiang Lai turned around and prepared to leave.

"No need, I have some here," Zhang Ziyi quickly replied.

Jiang Lai opened the drawer and found a half-used bottle of safflower oil and an empty bottle.

He had Zhang Ziyi sit on the bed, picked up the half-bottle, poured out a little, and rubbed it in his hands.

"It hurts a little, just bear with it."

After saying that, he half-squatted down and gently applied the ointment to her wrist, then gently massaged it.

Zhang Ziyi looked tenderly at the man in front of her; his wrist felt warm, and the warmth went straight to her heart.

That evening, Jiang Lai walked into Li An's room with a stern face.

"Director, the role of Yu Jiaolong must be played by Zhang Ziyi!"

He was fully prepared for battle, ready to unleash a barrage of insults if the other side said no.

"Yes, that's her."

"If not... huh?"

Jiang Lai was stunned. He was about to unleash a string of profanities when his words caught in his throat.

Li An smiled and said, "Xiao Zhang has proven that she was born for this role, so of course I'm going to use her."

Jiang Lai asked, puzzled, "Then why are you still interviewing so many actresses?"

"We still have many supporting roles in this play. For example, the actress for Cai Xiangmei hasn't been cast yet. None of those young girls can stick with it. It's really a headache."

Li An was still rambling on, but Jiang Lai had already taken it to heart.

Cai Xiangmei is the daughter of that constable, who disguised herself and traveled thousands of miles with her father to hunt down the Blue-Eyed Fox.

Afterwards, Jiang insisted that Zhang Ziyi rest for an extra day, while he notified Sister Ying and Wang Jinghua to have their actresses come over.

Audition!