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

On the set of "The Big Shot".

At 2 PM, the sun in Panyu was blazing.

Wu Bai was watching the monitor in shed number two when a commotion suddenly broke out outside.

It wasn't the kind of noise you'd hear during a film shoot.

Several young female staff members screamed at the same time.

Wu Bai took off his headphones, intending to curse, but when he turned around, his mouth was halfway open before he closed it again.

Huang Bo walked at the front, carrying several bags of milk tea in his hand.

Sun Honglei and his group were quite composed, entering with smiles on their faces, while Xiao Zhu immediately started high-fiving people as soon as he came in.

"Men's Gang!" someone shouted.

The entire No. 2 shed looked like it had exploded.

The props crew member took out his phone and snapped a series of photos, causing the makeup artist's powder brush to freeze in mid-air.

The assistant director, standing next to the monitor, turned to Wu Bai and said, "Director, today's scene is even more lively than the day we started filming."

Wu Bai didn't reply; he was looking at Ye Mo.

Everyone knows who the members of the Men's Gang came for—it's Ye Mo and Wang Xun, isn't it!

Ye Mo was squatting next to the booth, rehearsing lines with Wang Xun.

Hearing the commotion, he looked up and saw the milk tea dangling from Huang Bo's hand, then stood up.

"Brother Bo, what brings you here?"

"Just dropping by the set." Huang Bo put the milk tea on the table. "I came to see you before filming the second episode. Director Yan said the challenges this time are even tougher than last time, so we're just giving you a heads-up."

"By the way, let's see your portrayal of Zhao Tai," Sun Honglei added. "The internet says you completely baffled Qian Yuan, but I don't believe it. I want to see it for myself."

Wang Xun stood up from his booth.

He gave everyone a high-five, and when he got to Zhang Yixing, he specifically added, "Yixing, did you remove the tag from your free gift?"

Zhang Yixing replied, "Brother Xun, don't bring up things you shouldn't talk about."

Wang Qianyuan came out of the dressing room.

He had already changed into his Sun Wukong costume, the collar of his old jacket neatly turned up.

Seeing Huang Bo and the others standing in the middle of the tent, they were stunned for a moment.

Then he laughed.

"Are you guys from the Extreme Challenge team here to cause trouble?"

"Chihara." Huang Bo stepped forward and shook hands with him. "I'm not here to cause trouble, I'm here to see how Ye Mo plays a madman. Please bear with me."

"He's already crazy enough." Wang Qianyuan pointed at Ye Mo. "The last scene where we filmed his face, he added those actions on the spot. I've been acting for over ten years, and this was the first time I was truly dumbfounded on set."

"That wasn't him adding any drama." Sun Honglei found a folding chair and sat down. "That's exactly how he treated us in the first episode of Go Fighting! I've summarized his tactics—first, thoroughly understand the rules, and then, when everyone thinks it's over, add his own script."

"Brother Hong Lei, why are you talking so much today?" Ye Mo handed him a cup of milk tea.

Sun Honglei accepted the drink but didn't drink it.

Huang Lei barely spoke from beginning to end.

He stood next to the monitor, watching the playback footage taken five hundred years earlier.

Zhao Tai sat in the bar, legs crossed, swirling his drink, glancing at the DJ with that sideways look.

Huang Lei was very interested.

"Ye Mo".

"Teacher Huang."

"After your character is released, some people will criticize you."

"I know."

"I'm not criticizing Ye Mo, I'm criticizing Zhao Tai. The audience can't tell the difference. Feng Yuxiu is a madman, the audience fears him but respects him. Zhao Tai is not. Zhao Tai is the kind of evil that makes people disgusted—bullying others, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and using money to bribe people. This kind of villain is harder to play than an assassin, and he attracts more criticism. Are you prepared?"

The director was stunned for a moment, and had to admit that Huang Lei was a professional.

Even a quick glance at the plot is enough to clearly understand a character's personality.

Of course, it's also possible that Ye Mo or Wang Xun told him.

After all, their friendship is evident in public.

Ye Mo replied, "I had already thought it through before I came."

Huang Lei nodded and said nothing more.

The little pig was examining the replica desert eagle on the prop table with Zhang Yixing.

He picked it up and weighed it in his hand: "This gun is so light."

Zhang Yixing took it and looked at it: "It's gold-plated, isn't it?"

The props crew stood nervously to the side, afraid that the two of them would drop the gun.

They made a ruckus for half an hour.

Huang Bo said he was leaving because he had to go back to Shanghai that night to record the preparatory meeting for the second season of Go Fighting!

He turned back at the door as he was leaving.

"Ye Mo, watch out for the second round. The six of us have made a plan—this time it's specifically targeting you."

Ye Mo smiled and said, "Then I'll wait."

A few days later, in Hong Kong, at the Kowloon Bay International Trade & Exhibition Centre.

The premiere of "SPL: Sha Po Lang" was held here.

Ye Mo flew here specifically from Guangzhou.

Wu Bai took half a day off and went straight to the airport after filming Zhao Tai's last two scenes in the morning.

"The Big Shot" will still be filming for a while, but he has to be there for today's premiere.

It's not just because of Sammo Hung; the fact that the premiere was held in Hong Kong instead of mainland China demonstrates the confidence of Sammo Hung and the production company.

Hong Kong is their territory, and there will be no irrelevant people present tonight.

Anyone standing in any corner could be an investor in a classic film.

The red carpet stretched from the entrance of the exhibition center to the roadside, with media cameras set up in three layers.

Hung Kam-pao stood in front of the autograph board, dressed in a navy blue Zhongshan suit, and exchanged pleasantries with acquaintances around him.

He could call everyone by name when they came over, and even if he couldn't remember their names, he could pat them on the shoulder and say, "Long time no see."

Zeng Zidan arrived first, wearing a dark gray suit and standing as straight as usual.

He nodded to Sammo Hung and stood to the side, saying little, but every word he uttered was to the point.

When Ye Mo arrived, the red carpet was already halfway across.

Today he was wearing the dark blue suit that Sister Zhang had prepared for him, and the cufflinks were still those silver Y&L ones.

He had just finished signing his name on the autograph board and turned around when he heard someone call his name.

"Ye Mo!"

Zeng Zhiwei walked out of the crowd.

Holding that ever-present thermos in his hand, he wore a friendly, prosperous smile on his face.

Standing next to him were two men in their fifties, one wearing gold-rimmed glasses and the other with a gray beard.

"I knew you'd come." Zeng Zhiwei patted Ye Mo on the shoulder, then turned to the two men beside him and said, "Old Zhou, Old Lin, this is Ye Mo, the one I mentioned to you last time."

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses sized Ye Mo up and down: "Him? The one who played Chen Yongren?"

"Yes." Zeng Zhiwei's tone was unusually serious. "I've acted with Andy Lau for decades. There aren't many young actors who can make him take things seriously on set, but Ye Mo is one of them."

"You haven't seen 'Infernal Affairs' yet. You'll know when it's released on May 1st. Ten years ago, I would have wanted to play the role of Chen Yongren, but now, I think he could play it better than me."

"Brother Shio, please don't say that—"

"I'm telling the truth." Zeng Zhiwei picked up his thermos and took a sip. "I saw the rough cut. In that scene on the rooftop where you confront Andy Lau, that thing in your eyes—it wasn't crying, it was a smile that was even uglier than crying. I didn't see that smile in the script. Did you add it yourself?"

"Yes, at that time I felt that Chen Yongren didn't care anymore. He wasn't afraid of dying, and he didn't hate Liu Jianming anymore. All that was left was exhaustion."

Zeng Zhiwei looked at Ye Mo, then put down the thermos.

"Old Zhou, how's it going?"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses nodded: "If Shio says it's good, then it must be good. I'll go see it on May 1st."

Hung Kam-po called out from afar, "Chih-wei! Come sit down! Don't just stand there talking!"

Zeng Zhiwei waved to Ye Mo and walked towards the main table with his thermos cup.

He took a couple of steps and then turned back: "Don't run away from the banquet. I'll introduce you to some people."

The red carpet continues.

As Ye Mo walked towards the theater, he greeted people along the way.

He recognized some of the people. Liu Weiqiang waved to him from the third row, next to several executives from the production company.

There are people he doesn't know, but the other person knows him.

A middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses reached out his hand and introduced himself as the director of a film investment company. He said he had watched Extreme Challenge, watched Feng Yuxiu, and was looking forward to Chen Yongren.

Ye Mo bowed slightly and shook hands, his attitude polite but neither servile nor arrogant.

When he sat down next to Sammo Hung, the theater was almost full.

Sammo Hung turned his head and lowered his voice: "See over there? The one on the far left in the middle row, that's the current vice president of Golden Harvest. The fourth one from the right is a producer from Milkyway Image. And that old man in the white shirt in the back row, you might think he's inconspicuous, but he used to be the chairman of the Hong Kong Film Awards jury."

Ye Mo followed Hong Jinbao's gaze and looked at them one by one.

He wasn't familiar with these people, but he had heard their names in his previous life.

Most of the remaining embers of Hong Kong cinema's golden age are sitting in this theater.

Ye Mo knew very well whose face they were all here for.

"After 'SPL' and 'Infernal Affairs,' when you film in Hong Kong, no one will ask you about your price, because your agent will quote the price. They will only ask about your availability." Sammo Hung patted Ye Mo on the shoulder. "This has nothing to do with whether you gain more fans on 'Extreme Challenge.' In this industry, box office revenue is the only real currency."

As they chatted, the lights dimmed.

The big screen lit up.

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