Huayu: This top star doesn't play by the rules.

Everyone instinctively looked in the direction of the voice, and what they saw was Han Han holding a retro half-helmet in the same color scheme, with a smug smile on his face. "How about it? Cool, right!"

"Awesome! So awesome!" Hearing Han Han's words, Deng Chao couldn't help but nod repeatedly. He reached out and touched the cold handlebars again, saying with a longing look, "Director Han, can I ride it for a while? I've wanted to try this kind of retro high-displacement bike for a long time."

"No way." Without even thinking, Han Han refused outright. "You don't even have a motorcycle license, what are you going to do? What if you crash? If the motorcycle gets damaged, the filming schedule will be delayed."

"I can ride! I've ridden before, I just haven't gotten my license yet!" Deng Chao quickly defended himself when Han Han refused without hesitation.

"No driver's license? No means no." Han Han waved his hand, his attitude very firm.

Seeing that he really had no chance, Deng Chao immediately wilted and squatted down to the side, drawing circles with a disappointed look on his face, like a resentful woman.

"Director Han, I have a motorcycle license and I can ride one. Can I try?" Chen Chao asked expectantly, showing Han Han a photo on his phone.

Looking at the driver's license photo that Chen Chao showed him, Han Han was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect Chen Chao to have this skill. After hesitating for a moment, he still said, "Okay, but you can only ride around the film set. Drive slowly and don't fall."

"Thank you, Director Han!" After receiving Han Han's affirmative reply, Chen Chao was overjoyed. He reached out and took the helmet from Han Han's hand, put it on, and then jumped onto the motorcycle.

He adjusted his riding position slightly, gripped the handlebars with both hands, and a familiar feeling instantly welled up in his heart. He took a deep breath, pulled the clutch, shifted gears, twisted the throttle, and released the clutch.

"boom--!"

The deep, resonant roar characteristic of a single-cylinder engine instantly filled the air, echoing throughout the film set like the growl of a wild beast.

Under Chen Chao's control, the motorcycle shot off like an arrow, leaving two shallow marks on the bluestone pavement.

"Wow! That's cool!" The crew members on set couldn't help but exclaim upon seeing this scene.

Driving his motorcycle at breakneck speed through the streets of the ancient town, watching the green tiles and white walls on both sides of the street rush past, and feeling the wind whistling past his ears, Chen Chao felt a sense of exhilaration and pleasure.

The more he rode, the more excited he became, completely forgetting Han Han's earlier instructions, and started showing off his skills.

He suddenly twisted the throttle, and the front wheel of the motorcycle lifted off instantly. After traveling more than ten meters on the rear wheel, it landed steadily.

Immediately afterwards, he executed another beautiful drift, making a U-turn on the narrow street, the tires screeching as they rubbed against the ground.

"Holy crap, that's awesome!" Deng Chao, who was originally drawing circles, was also drawn to Chen Chao's actions. "Chao! Do it again!"

Upon hearing Deng Chao's shout, Chen Chao's lips curled into a smile. He twisted the throttle again, and the motorcycle accelerated toward another corner, making a side turn with his body leaning so much that it was almost touching the ground.

The people on set who were watching Chen Chao drive were all wide-eyed and stunned, their faces full of disbelief. Although they knew that Chen Chao could drive race cars, they really did not expect that his motorcycle skills were so amazing.

Ji Ran, who had just arrived on set, turned increasingly pale upon seeing this scene. Her heart was in her throat, and she kept muttering, "Slow down! Slow down! Don't fall!"

Just as Chen Chao was about to do another somersault, an angry voice suddenly rang out, "Chen Chao, stop right there!"

Upon hearing this sound, Chen Chao's heart skipped a beat. He quickly released the accelerator and stepped on the brake, and the motorcycle slowly came to a stop.

After Chen Chao took off his helmet, he saw Han Han standing not far away, looking at him with a somewhat unfriendly expression, the script in his hand slightly deformed from being squeezed.

Just after agreeing to let Chen Chao drive, Han Han went to explain some things to the camera crew. When he came back, he saw Chen Chao just turning the motorcycle to the side, which almost scared him to death.

After all, if Chen Chao were to fall, he could suffer a fracture or even serious injury, and then "Duckweed" would really be impossible to film.

"Director Han." Seemingly realizing his mistake, Chen Chao called out somewhat guiltily.

Han Han strode over, pointing a finger at Chen Chao, speechless with anger. "You...you...I told you to slow down! And you did it all: wheelies, drifts, side turns! Do you think this is a racetrack?!"

"I'm sorry, Director Han, I was wrong. I got a little too excited just now and couldn't control myself." Chen Chao lowered his head slightly and honestly admitted his mistake.

"Even if you're excited, you can't play like this!" Han Han couldn't help but lecture him. "Do you know how dangerous this is? The cobblestone path is so slippery, and you're not wearing any protective gear. What if you fall? If something really happens to you, will we still be able to film this movie?"

"I know I was wrong, Director Han. I won't do it again next time." Faced with this situation, Chen Chao could only sincerely promise.

"There's going to be a next time?" Han Han's eyes widened. "Let me tell you, Chen Chao, motorcycles are banned from the set starting today! No one is allowed to ride this motorcycle except during filming."

"Huh?" Upon hearing Han Han's words, Chen Chao and Deng Chao both let out a wail at the same time.

"What do you mean, 'huh'?" Han Han glared at Deng Chao. "And you, Deng Chao, you don't even have a driver's license, and you still want to ride? You're not even allowed to touch it!"

"No, Director Han, I won't ride anymore, okay? Just let A-Chao ride, he's so skilled, we'll make sure he wears proper protective gear." Seeing that he really had no hope, and noticing the longing in Chen Chao's eyes, Deng Chao's eyes lit up, and he began to plead for Chen Chao.

"Good technology isn't enough, and good protection isn't enough either!" Han Han's attitude was very firm. "No matter how good the technology or how good the protection, accidents can still happen."

After pulling out the key, Han Han glared at Chen Chao and Deng Chao before leaving somewhat angrily.

Watching Han Han's figure disappear into the distance, Deng Chao looked at the sky-blue King of the Baton 400 with regret. "Sigh, what a pity. Such a cool bike, I can only look at it but not ride it."

Leaning against his motorcycle with a sullen expression, Chen Chao reached out and touched the fuel tank, feeling utterly depressed.

Just then, Deng Chao seemed to have thought of something and leaned closer, lowering his voice to say, "The crew doesn't allow us to ride them. We can ride them outside after filming wraps up!"

"I know there's a professional motorcycle track in Shanghai. Let's go there together. I'll rent one, and you rent one too. We'll have a good ride, what do you say?"

Upon hearing Deng Chao's words, Chen Chao's eyes lit up, and he immediately perked up. "Really? But I remember you don't seem to have a driver's license, Brother Chao?"

"Of course it's true. Getting a driver's license won't be a problem. I'll just take the test when I get there," Deng Chao said confidently, patting his chest.