In America, the Best Actor award starts with stereotypes.

In mid-November, a rain shower caused temperatures to drop significantly in Los Angeles.

But the atmosphere during the filming of "Rush Hour" remains vibrant.

Now that we're more than halfway through filming, some characters have inevitably come to life and broken free from the constraints of the script.

The most obvious example is "Sang" played by Chen Zhuo.

Although his scenes weren't planned to be many in the original shooting schedule.

But after several takes, even the most oblivious crew members could feel the charm of the character Sang—he was simply an elegant madman, whose mere eye contact could make people tremble.

Such a memorable villainous character deserves more attention and screen time.

……

"Zhuozi, come here for a second, I have something good to say."

Upon arriving at the film set that day, Cheng Long mysteriously pulled Chen Zhuo in front of the director's monitor.

Brett was biting his pen, discussing something with the screenwriter Chen Zhuo had met during his audition.

Upon seeing Chen Zhuo approach, Bright greeted him warmly and pointed to the folding chair beside him.

"Sit down, George."

"That's right." Bright pointed to the screenwriter, "Last night, the screenwriter looked at the rough cut and felt that the character 'Sang' had a much stronger presence than previously expected."

"Although the original design was that evil would be punished and he would be killed by the main characters, achieving a happy ending for everyone."

"But it seems a bit unreasonable to kill such a terrifying killer so carelessly, as if it would be a waste of the character."

The veteran screenwriter nodded, his eyes filled with admiration as he looked at Chen Zhuo.

"Moreover, your previous performance gave 'Sang' a sense of ease and nonchalance, as if he planned everything carefully before acting."

"So after discussing it, we designed an ending with a touch of dark humor."

As he spoke, the old screenwriter handed over the revised script pages.

Chen Zhuo took the script page and glanced at it.

Originally, the ending was that San was caught by Tucker while running away, and Tucker anticipated his prediction and shot him dead with a hidden pistol.

Now that he has shown such strong combat power, it seems a bit unreasonable that he was killed by Tucker, such a comical guy.

In the new ending, Tucker does some silly things before being knocked unconscious by San, who was prepared.

After waking up, Tucker walked out cursing after rescuing Cheng Long, saying that he would catch Sang soon.

At this moment, Sang glanced at the two from afar, smiled, and prepared to drive away, but was hit by a car that ran a red light and was seriously injured, which led to his arrest by the protagonist.

"How is it? Can you act?"

The screenwriter looked at him with some concern, "Although it was just the last scene that was added, this is the first time that the character of Sang has exceeded his own plan. This kind of complex emotion is actually very difficult to show. If you try too hard, it will destroy the character's inscrutable feeling. If you act too flatly, it will make people feel bored."

This is indeed very difficult to act.

Although Chen Zhuo has performed exceptionally well, he is still just a young man, and experience is more important for portraying such complex emotions.

Chen Zhuo slightly closed his eyelids, activating both [Bookworm (Green)] and [Intelligence (White)] simultaneously, concentrating intently on experiencing that complex emotion.

Soon, he got a clue.

"I think I understand now. Is it that feeling of helpless absurdity intertwined with a sense of emptiness that everything has settled down?"

The screenwriter and director exchanged a surprised glance. "That's right, that's exactly what we meant!"

……

Under the cover of night, a makeshift car accident scene is set up.

Chen Zhuo lay on the deformed convertible seat, his face, forehead, neck, and even his eyes covered in blood.

"All departments, prepare!"

"3, 2, 1, Action!"

The camera zooms in from a distance.

In the scene, the suave, madman killer who always manipulated the main characters is now struggling with the intense dizziness caused by the violent impact.

His eyes were unfocused as he stared at the dollars scattered on his body, motionless.

After a while, his fingertips twitched slightly, and blood slowly flowed from between his fingers.

The mocking smile that had just been on his lips completely vanished, replaced by a blank, calm demeanor.

Behind the monitor, the veteran screenwriter leaned forward slightly, holding his breath nervously.

The camera continued to zoom in, now reaching a close-up.

Chen Zhuo's eyes gradually focused, as if he was trying to understand his situation.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out; only blood and foam spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Finally, he became fully awake.

A soft groan, accompanied by a trembling breath, escaped from his throat.

"Hehe..."

The voice sounded confused and surprised.

But in the final tone of the sound, there was a sense of near-desperate emptiness.

It was as if they couldn't believe that they, who had schemed so meticulously, had ended up in such a predicament.

"Yes, that's exactly the feeling!"

Bright looked excited.

Jackie Chan, standing to the side, also raised his chin happily and patted Chris Tucker next to him.

"How about it, Chris? I told you he was fine, right? My little brother of mine is a genius; he can play any role perfectly!"

"Okay, I admit it, Chen is indeed a genius, even if he's only slightly less talented than me."

Chris Tucker gave a funny laugh and made a gesture that insulted South Korea.

[Stereotype +30]...

Unlike the relaxed atmosphere on set, a shocking change was unfolding in Chen Zhuo's mind at this moment.

Without warning, a light blue light suddenly appeared!

After more than a month of living on set, he finally achieved a breakthrough!

The light was pure and elegant, with a transcendent quality, completely different from the previous white and green light!

Amidst the light, a brand new term, surpassing all existing terms, gradually emerged and coalesced.

[Genius Actor (Blue): You possess extraordinary talent in acting. Your abilities in all areas related to performance, including lines, movements, expressions, eye contact, and stage presence, have all improved, and there is a chance to trigger a perfectly immersive performance.]

In a moment of inexplicable inspiration, Chen Zhuo, who was fully committed to portraying that sense of absurdity, suddenly had an epiphany.

He raised his right hand, trembling, extremely slowly and clumsily.

He awkwardly gave the middle finger to the camera.

After giving the middle finger, Chen Zhuo seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength, and his head slumped to the side.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

It was as if it were mocking itself, or mocking this damned fate.

"Cut!"

The director, who witnessed this scene, stared wide-eyed and shouted excitedly after several seconds.

"Fuck me! My God, this is art! This is absolutely a character that will go down in film history!"

Chris Tucker put away his exaggerated expression and looked at Jackie Chan with a serious face.

"Jackie, I take back what I just said. Even if Chen is not as good as me, he is still a genius on the same level as me."

However, what awaited him was Jackie Chan's laughter, insults, and a punch.

"Damn, you're such a show-off, Chris."