Huayu 16: I Became the Dream-Fulfilling Master for Young Actresses

During this period, he not only practiced the role of Guo Jing, but also Yang Kang, since he was actually more suited to the role of Yang Kang.

He looked up and saw the wish icon above Meng Ziyi's head, and immediately asked, "Ziyi, are you memorizing your lines?"

Meng Ziyi snapped out of her daze, her eyes filled with anxiety, and she didn't even notice the change in how Chen Xingzhou addressed her.

She's really been struggling with this script these past few days; she can't remember the order of things and can't get the tone right.

Considering how hard Chen Xingzhou usually works, he must be better than her.

She immediately shoved the script into Chen Xingzhou's hands and said angrily:

"I've memorized these awful lines eight hundred times, but I just can't get them right! Can you help me figure out what's wrong with them?!"

Chen Xingzhou took the script, glanced at it, then stood up and looked up at her.

Meng Ziyi could sense that the somewhat carefree aura emanating from Chen Xingzhou had dissipated, replaced by the air of a noble young master.

Coupled with his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, he made her feel as if Yang Kang were right in front of her.

Staring into Chen Xingzhou's eyes, Meng Ziyi felt her heart beat faster.

"Stand still, I'll go over your lines with you. Don't just memorize them, let's begin."

"Huh? Oh, okay."

Meng Ziyi shrank his neck and became serious.

Chen Xingzhou's eyes gradually changed, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"Young lady, your martial arts skills are quite good, but your strength is a bit too light."

This expression made Meng Ziyi feel that he wasn't acting.

"The pavilion...the pavilion..."

Meng Ziyi panicked instantly, unable to utter the question "Who are you?" and her cheeks flushed red.

Chen Xingzhou chuckled softly, took a step forward, and stared intently into her eyes.

"Looking into my eyes, Mu Nianci was both ashamed and angry, not nervous."

He reached out and gently grasped Meng Ziyi's fair wrist, lifting it slightly upwards.

"Raise your arms properly, like you're in a martial arts match, don't be all limp."

The warmth of her palm transferred to Meng Ziyi's skin, and her pretty face suddenly turned bright red.

Suppressing her embarrassment, she asked, "Who are you? And why are you interfering in this martial arts contest to choose a husband?"

Chen Xingzhou saw this but did not interrupt, continuing to play the role of Yang Kang.

He curled his lips into a slight smile and moved his face a little closer to Meng Ziyi.

"I just can't stand seeing people bully others with force. Besides, with a girl as beautiful as you, it would be a shame to choose a husband through a martial arts contest."

Such flippant words, coupled with that face so close to hers, sent a shiver down her spine.

Meng Ziyi froze on the spot, almost dropping the script in his hand.

She abruptly turned her head, her ears burning red, and stubbornly said, "I...I was just...daydreaming!"

"Don't rush."

Chen Xingzhou brushed back the stray hairs that were falling in front of her eyes, "Repeat after me."

Unable to suppress her embarrassment any longer, Meng Ziyi let out a soft nasal sound, "Mmm..."

It wasn't until 2:30 p.m. that Chen Xingzhou had almost figured out Meng Ziyi's lines.

The system notification sound followed one after another.

[Ding! The host has fulfilled Meng Ziyi's wish.]

[Reward: Classic Martial Arts Physical Expression Mastery.]

[Effect: Enables you to accurately grasp the power exertion and posture of classical martial arts.]

[Example: The profound and powerful force of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, the light and graceful movements of the light body technique, and the upright and chivalrous spirit of wielding the sword can all be naturally presented.]

Chen Xingzhou's eyes lit up when he saw the system notification flash by.

This system is amazing! It provides exactly what I need.

He was just worried that his martial arts skills weren't very good.

"Next up, Chen Xingzhou."

Meng Ziyi, her face flushed, gripped the script in one hand and clenched her fist in the other, cheering:

"Xingzhou, hurry on your way, good luck!"

Chen Xingzhou turned and walked towards the audition room, leaving behind a single sentence.

"It's nothing, but just now, when you were playing Mu Nianci, you were genuinely shy."

"You! You! You! Chen Xingzhou!!"

Meng Ziyi's face turned bright red instantly, and he stomped his foot.

……

Chen Xingzhou pushed open the door to the room marked "Casting Group A".

It wasn't the large photography studio I had imagined, but a hotel suite with a carpet.

The living room was converted into a makeshift audition area, with five people sitting behind a long table.

Sitting in the center of the long table was the director, Jiang Jiajun. To his left were the producer, Guo Jingyu, and the casting director, and to his right were the producer and the martial arts choreographer.

Chen Xingzhou walked to a spot not far in front of the group and stopped.

He stood ramrod straight, his eyes clear and calm, without the slightest hint of a newcomer's awkwardness.

He nodded slightly to the five people at the table, "Hello, teachers, I am Chen Xingzhou."

Jiang Jiajun put down his pen and carefully examined Chen Xingzhou, a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"A junior at Beijing Film Academy? Tell me, what kind of person is Guo Jing in your eyes?"

Chen Xingzhou replied in a calm tone:

"Guo Jing was not an exceptionally intelligent person; in fact, he was rather dull-witted. However, it was precisely this dullness that became his greatest strength."

"He is persistent and serious. Once he sets his mind on something, he is willing to do everything he can to achieve it."

"His entire life was always associated with the word 'righteousness'."

Jiang Jiajun was quite satisfied with the answer; it was pretty much what he had expected.

He then waved his hand and said, "Give me a line you've prepared. Just choose the one Guo Jing said to his soldiers before he defended Xiangyang."

Chen Xingzhou took a deep breath, and his eyes changed instantly.

There was no exaggerated expression, just a slight furrow in his brow, his gaze fixed ahead, his tone deep and resolute, each word spoken with conviction.

"I am dull-witted and cannot compare to you heroes. But I know that the nation comes first and the people come second."

We martial artists, even if we are shattered to pieces, will not retreat even half a step!

The dialogue is short, but its strength lies in its steady rhythm and powerful delivery.

Chen Xingzhou didn't deliberately try to evoke emotion; instead, he revealed Guo Jing's inherent integrity and determination.

He sighed inwardly, "The 'Mastery of Dialogue Rhythm' is truly impressive."

Given his previous skill level, he shouldn't have gotten stuck.

However, the emotion and rhythm in this tone were something I couldn't achieve before.

Jiang Jiajun smiled with satisfaction. Chen Xingzhou's line profoundly expressed Guo Jing's "righteousness" towards his country and family, and it was very moving.

Even sitting in his seat, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

The martial arts instructor, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up:

"Your physique looks good. Let me see you in a horse stance, and then show me a set of basic palm techniques."

No need for anything fancy, just the most basic punches and palm strikes.

Chen Xingzhou responded and took two steps forward to stand still.

There was no deliberate posing; the legs were simply naturally separated, shoulder-width apart.

His back was straight as a pine tree, his shoulders and neck were relaxed, and his body did not sway at all.

It's a steadiness ingrained in one's bones, not a stiffness forced out.

He raised his hand and threw a punch.

There was no yelling, no unnecessary arm swinging.

The fist strikes out with a soft whooshing sound, the force traveling from the waist and hips to the shoulder and elbow, finally settling on the fist with tremendous power.