He plays Feng Yuxiu, and his girlfriend is a fairy-like beauty.

Chapter 10 is finished!

Two and a half months later.

The final scene of the film crew of "Kung Fu Jungle".

It's not Ye Mo's.

His scenes were all filmed the day before.

Chen Desheng deliberately scheduled his final scene for the penultimate day, leaving the last day for Zeng Zidan's grand finale.

But Ye Mo still came.

At seven o'clock in the morning, he appeared at the entrance of the film set wearing a faded sweatshirt and carrying his old backpack.

"Teacher Ye is here!"

The stagehand waved to him from afar, his smile brighter than the sun.

Ye Mo was taken aback.

Two and a half months ago, this person called him over and said, "Come and move some equipment."

Now we call her "Teacher Ye".

"Teacher Ye, congratulations on wrapping up filming!"

"Teacher Ye, don't forget me when you become famous!"

"Teacher Ye, could you please leave your contact information?"

Throughout the journey, greetings kept pouring in.

Ye Mo responded with a smile, but felt a little emotional inside.

He recalled his first day on set, squatting in a corner with no one paying attention to him, and having to fetch his own water.

Now, wherever he goes, people call him "Teacher Ye," and even his lunchbox is carried for him.

It's not that people have changed, it's that their status has changed.

……

In the center of the set, Chen Desheng was watching the monitor.

Ye Mo walked over and stood to the side without saying a word.

"You're here?" Chen Desheng didn't even look up, but the corners of his mouth were already turned up.

"Come and take a look," Ye Mo said.

After filming a take, Chen Desheng put down the walkie-talkie, turned around, and looked at Ye Mo.

"How have you been feeling these past two and a half months?"

"I've learned a lot," Ye Mo said honestly.

This is the truth.

For the past two and a half months, he has been the first to arrive and the last to leave every day.

When not filming, he would squat behind the monitor to watch how Chen Desheng directed, how Zeng Zidan handled details, and how Fan Shaohuang controlled the pace.

The system's experience points are increasing every day, and the acting rating has risen from B+ to A-.

But what he cherishes even more are these real-world experiences on set.

"You're the fastest improving actor I've ever seen," Chen Desheng patted him on the shoulder. "Without a doubt."

Ye Mo scratched his head and didn't reply.

"Let's go inside and sit for a while. Bullets are here too."

……

Inside the studio, Zeng Zidan was sitting in a chair reading the script.

Seeing Ye Mo enter, he closed the script and nodded.

Two and a half months ago, he wouldn't even glance at Ye Mo.

Now, he can nod.

"Is filming wrapped up?" Zeng Zidan asked.

"Filming wrapped up yesterday." Ye Mo sat down opposite him. "I'm just here to mooch a free lunch today."

Zeng Zidan's lips twitched slightly; it was unclear whether he smiled or not.

Chen Desheng poured three cups of tea, one for each person.

"Xiao Ye, what are your plans for the future?" Chen Desheng asked, holding a teacup and looking at Ye Mo.

"I'll rest for a few days first, and then see if there are any acting offers."

"You don't need to worry about acting opportunities." Chen Desheng put down his cup. "Once this show airs, you'll have no shortage of offers. But that's not what I want to talk to you about."

Ye Mo looked at him.

"Have you ever thought about signing with a company?" Chen Desheng said. "Big companies have more resources, wider channels, and more people to support you. With your current conditions, if you had a big company backing you up, you would rise much faster."

Ye Mo picked up his teacup, took a sip, and didn't rush to answer.

Chen Desheng continued, "I know the owner of Huaying Media. They've done quite well these past few years and have a lot of resources. If you're willing, I can help you make a connection."

"There's also Shengshi Pictures; they're signing new talent too. With your qualifications, you'd be at least a second-tier star if you went there, and with a year or two of promotion, becoming a first-tier star wouldn't be a problem."

Chen Desheng spoke very seriously.

He genuinely wanted to help Ye Mo.

There are many talented people in this industry, but there are even more talented people who have no one to support them.

Many promising talents fade into obscurity simply because they lack powerful connections.

Zeng Zidan remained silent, but his gaze was fixed on Ye Mo.

He was also waiting for Ye Mo's reply.

Ye Mo put down his teacup and smiled.

"Director Chen, thank you for your kind offer," he said, "but I don't want to sign with a company for the time being."

"Why?" Chen Desheng asked, somewhat surprised.

"I'm a pretty easygoing person," Ye Mo said, scratching his head. "Once you sign with a company, you have to follow their arrangements. What movies you film, what endorsements you take, what you say—you have to listen to the company. I don't like being confined by rules and regulations."

Chen Desheng frowned: "Xiao Ye, I know you're afraid of being restricted. But you need to understand that it's very difficult to go it alone in this industry. Without a company backing you up, there are many things you can't do."

"I know," Ye Mo said, "but I want to try it first."

He spoke very sincerely, but he didn't reveal what he was really thinking.

Sign a company contract?

What a joke.

He has over a hundred blockbuster movies in his head and also possesses an award-winning actor system.

Once you sign with a company, you have to decide what movies to film, take a large portion of the profits, and even be careful about what you say.

On what grounds?

He has a system, a script library, and ten years of experience from his previous life.

He doesn't need a company.

He is the company.

Chen Desheng looked at him and remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he laughed.

"Alright, you have your own ideas, I won't force you." He picked up his teacup. "But remember, whenever you need help, give me a call."

"Thank you, Director Chen." Ye Mo raised his glass with both hands and clinked it with his.

Zeng Zidan, who was standing nearby, suddenly spoke up.

"Without signing with the company, things will be difficult."

Ye Mo turned to look at him.

Zeng Zidan's expression remained cold, but he spoke much more than before.

"Resources, connections, publicity—you can't handle all of these on your own," Zeng Zidan said. "You're a talented actor, but the entertainment industry isn't just about acting."

Ye Mo nodded: "Bullet Bro is right. I'll seriously consider it."

Zeng Zidan looked at him for two seconds and then said nothing more.

But Ye Mo could sense that Zeng Zidan's gaze towards him was completely different from what it had been two and a half months ago.

At that time, it was scrutiny, suspicion, and the question, "Who are you?"

Now, there's something more in those eyes—approval.

It's not the condescending approval of an elder to a younger person, but rather the appreciative approval of a senior to a junior.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore." Chen Desheng waved his hand. "Xiao Ye, I'll have someone arrange a dinner tonight to celebrate the end of filming for you."

"Director Chen, there's no need to be so polite..."

"It's not that I'm being polite, it's just that everyone wants to have a drink with you," Chen Desheng laughed. "In the two and a half months you've been in the team, everyone respects you. Do you know what that means?"

Ye Mo was taken aback.

"It means you not only act well, but you also act well as a person." Chen Desheng patted him on the shoulder. "In this industry, the latter is more important than the former."

Ye Mo didn't say anything, but he felt a warmth in his heart.

……

After leaving the studio, Ye Mo took a walk around the film set.

Fan Shaohuang was practicing his martial arts when he saw him coming, so he stopped practicing.

"Filming wrapped up?"

"He was killed yesterday."

"Then why are you still here?"

"Come and see."

Fan Shaohuang paused for a moment, then walked over and extended his hand.

"We'll have the opportunity to collaborate again in the future."

Ye Mo grasped his hand.

Fan Shaohuang's hand was very strong; he held it for two seconds before letting go.

"Your 'little bit' of skill needs more practice when you get back." Fan Shaohuang smiled, a rare occurrence for him. "Next time we meet, I won't hold back."

Ye Mo laughed: "Teacher Fan, are you sure you didn't go easy on me this time?"

Fan Shaohuang choked for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Not far away, Shi Xingyu also walked over.

"Ye Mo, I heard you're not planning to sign with a company?"

"The news spread so fast?"

"The film crew is only so big." Shi Xingyu patted him on the shoulder. "Okay, that's tough. If you can't make it in the future, come find me, I'll introduce you to some work."

"Brother Xingyu, are you cursing me?"

"I'm leaving you a way out."

They both laughed.

……

In the afternoon, Ye Mo packed his things and prepared to leave.

He didn't have much stuff; it was all packed into one schoolbag.

As he reached the entrance of the film set, he glanced back.

Two and a half months ago, he came in carrying this bag, and no one gave him a second glance.

Now, when he goes out carrying this bag, the entire crew greets him.

"Teacher Ye, take care!"

"Teacher Ye, don't forget me when you become famous!"

"Teacher Ye, I'll treat you to a meal next time we meet!"