Huayu 2011: Starting with Hilarious Men

With just this one line, Qiao Shan's character was perfectly established!

Yuan Bingyan, who was watching from the sidelines, seriously doubted that Qiao Shan was a proper actor.

Zheng Nan is still taking on acting roles.

"Haha, I like this kind of thing, bro." He had an expression that said, "Every man knows."

"Ahem." Qiao Shan wiped his nose. "I was just asking."

"You should have said so earlier, bro! If you had just told me you wanted a massage, I, a guy, would have spent all this time massaging your feet."

"Money's no object, let's call it a day."

Upon hearing that money wasn't an issue, Zheng Nan clapped her hands: "Then shall I find one for you?"

Qiao Shan reluctantly said, "Alright then."

"Wait for me a moment, brother, I'll go out and look for it for you." Zheng Nan got up and walked out.

"Great job, bro! I'll come back to you next time, you're on the right track!" Qiao Shan saw that things were getting unstable and immediately started to laugh.

He immediately took off the guest bathrobe and threw it forcefully to the side.

While smashing things, he kept saying, "This place isn't big, but it has everything, including massage parlors."

Just as Qiao Shan was looking expectantly towards the door, Zheng Nan walked in with a smile, his hands behind his back.

"What are you doing, bro? Why are you all taken off? Are you hot?"

"It's a bit hot. Where is that person?" Qiao Shan kept looking back, wondering why he didn't see any female masseuses.

"A sword, isn't it? Here it is." Zheng Nan pulled out a model sword from behind his back: "A great sword, the number one sword in the world. This is from my private collection; you won't find it anywhere else!"

"Are you kidding me?" Qiao Shan was dumbfounded.

"OK! Cut!" Zheng Nan called out, then went to the photographer to check the shooting results.

"How was your performance, director? Was it okay?" Qiao Shan was somewhat unsure of himself.

"Great, keep this feeling. Let's do one more take. When we're filming this take, Qiao Shan, you'll smoke while you're filming. Try to bring out the relaxed feeling."

That's the good thing about it now; there are no restrictions on smoking cameras, so you can smoke as much as you want, one cigarette after another, and nobody cares.

Qiao Shan is a heavy smoker. With a flick of his cigarette and a squint of his eyes, he's done another take.

Zheng Nan had a good experience working with Yu Huang Dadi; at least they didn't have to do 19 takes.

After the initial adjustment period, Qiao Shan gradually found his rhythm and his performance became increasingly natural.

"Next, we'll shoot the main scene. The actors should all get ready." Zheng Nan immediately pressed on while the iron was hot.

Qiao Shan changed his posture according to the script requirements, from lying down to crawling.

After a brief exchange of dialogue, the plot reaches its climax.

"Find me... a female masseuse... to give me a massage."

"You just wanted a female masseuse to do it for you, didn't you? You should have said so earlier, bro... Our female masseuses come in three tiers: 98, 198, and 298."

"Oh, then how about this, give me one in '98 first, and then I'll decide."

"Shall we take a look first?"

"Yes, let's take a look first!"

Zheng Nan went down and brought Yuan Bingyan, who was dressed as a female technician, up.

Qiao Shan's eyes widened when he saw Yuan Bingyan. He kept looking her up and down, and he even stammered when he spoke.

"98... they've all... looked like this?!"

"Yes, that's the standard for our store." Zheng Nan nodded.

Qiao Shan pursed his lips, his clever mind racing, and shouted, "Give me the 298 one! I'm going all in!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Bingyan rolled her eyes and turned to leave.

Qiao Shan tried to smooth things over: "Girl, it's not that you're not good enough, it's just that my standards are a bit high!"

Zheng Nan went downstairs to find the technician at 298.

Qiao Shan waited excitedly inside: "The 98 looks like this now, so the 298 is bound to take off!"

The next scene shifts the camera from Qiao Shan's lifeless face to a wide shot.

Then I saw a Snorlax giving Joe a back massage.

Zheng Nan, standing to the side, asked gloatingly, "How was it, bro? Enjoying it?"

"This is the 298 one?" Qiao Shan's voice changed from being stepped on.

"It weighs 298 pounds, I just weighed it. Our store absolutely does not make false claims."

"Can I change to the 98-yuan one?"

"No way! I finally got a call-up, so I'd better stay put!" said the character actor who was paid 1,000 yuan a day.

"I paid for this, so give it a good stomp and jump on me a couple of times!"

"Hahaha..." Yuan Bingyan's voice, the king of laughter, came from behind the camera.

"What, you want 298 to step on you too? If you laugh again, I'll dock your pay!" Zheng Nan scolded Yuan Bingyan first, then looked at everyone: "Anyone else who wants to laugh, laugh now. Whoever laughs during filming later has to dress up as a female acting coach."

Cross-dressing is not prohibited in current films and television. Zheng Nan added a new segment to the "Massage" series, where Qiao Shan asks for a cross-dressing acquaintance.

There is currently no male actor to be chosen for this skit, so Zheng Nan has decided to use it as a punishment to select someone to act in it.

The feeling of redemption when you go out looking for a girl and find your brother dressed as a woman standing on the street—it's such a vivid image.

The unlucky guy who gets chosen will definitely be able to portray that sense of shame.

Apart from Zheng Nan and Qiao Shan, no one else had seen the script for this scene and didn't take it seriously at all. The group laughed loudly, especially Lin Wenruo, who laughed until tears streamed down her face.

While laughing, she muttered, "98 and 298 are actually weights? Thank goodness I've never encountered this at karaoke before."

An hour later, Lin Wenruo, who had been chosen to dress as a woman as a technician because he interrupted the filming by laughing, could no longer laugh.

"Come on, bro, I'll take you to change your clothes. Here's your script," Zheng Nan said with a smile.

"Do I have to act?"

"You have to accept the consequences of your bet, aren't you a man? On the bright side, if you get paid more for acting, you're not exactly rolling in dough right now, are you?" At this moment, Zheng Nan sounded like a bad man trying to seduce a respectable woman.

It was probably because of that one sentence from the man that Lin Wenruo was put on hold, and because she was used to spending money extravagantly, Lin Wenruo's monthly living expenses were indeed tight.

"I'm a student at the Shanghai Theatre Academy, and I'm doing all this for art," Lin Wenruo began to hypnotize herself.

"Come out, Lao Lin." Zheng Nan suppressed a laugh and came out of the locker room first.

The next second, Lin Wenruo, wearing a wig, lipstick, and a red dress, walked out with cat-like steps.

Lin Wenruo didn't want to walk like a cat, but the little dress restricted his steps.

"Old Lin, what are your thoughts now?" Duan Xingye asked, barely suppressing a laugh.

Ren Yi and Zheng Nan pinched their thighs until they were bruised from trying to suppress their laughter.

"To be honest, it's a bit tight on my balls."

As soon as he said that, all the men present couldn't hold back anymore, and laughter filled the room. Duan Xingye, who was closest to the speaker, burst into laughter and rolled around on the ground.

"Stop laughing!" Lin Wenruo roared angrily, her pinky finger raised.

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Filming three scenes took up an entire afternoon.

Evenings are the busiest time for foot massage parlors, and Ding Xiu only rented the space until 6 p.m.

"Thank you all for your hard work. Here is today's payment." Ding Xiu settled the bills for the extras.

"Let's pack up, take all the filming equipment back to the company, and then go eat."

That evening, Zheng Nan was going to host a welcome dinner for Qiao Shan, the "father of masculinity."