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

After Ye Mo shouted "Passed".

The set was quiet for a long time.

It wasn't the kind of quiet scene where you wait for the director to say "next take" after filming one scene.

The silence was one where everyone was still caught up in the scene from just now.

Wang Baoqiang stood up slowly, with a few wet marks around his eyes that he hadn't had time to wipe away.

"Ye Mo, are all the actors in your crew this dedicated to their roles?"

"It depends on the person."

"What kind of distinction do you make?"

"Some people fight tooth and nail, some people are reckless." Ye Mo glanced in Wang Chuanjun's direction.

It means he's the kind of person who doesn't care about his life.

Wang Baoqiang followed his gaze and saw Wang Chuanjun sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, wiping the sweat from his face with a towel.

The face on the monitor was Lü Shouyi, and it was still Lü Shouyi off-screen.

His eye sockets were deeply sunken from not sleeping for three days, and the two shadows below his cheekbones looked like they were carved in.

Zhang Songwen walked over, took off his gloves, and greeted Chen Sicheng.

Chen Sicheng looked at him and pointed in the direction of the ward.

"Songwen, is that actor in the show always like this?"

"You mean Chuanjun?" Zhang Songwen folded the gloves and placed them on the prop table. "He barely slept for three days because of this wound cleaning scene. Director Ye told him to go back and rest, but he said he couldn't sleep and that if he slept enough, he wouldn't be able to portray the feeling of a patient being tormented to the limit by pain."

Chen Sicheng pondered those words in his mind.

I haven't slept for three days.

They're really risking their lives for this one scene.

Wang Xun listened from the side.

"When I first met Ye Mo on 'Go Fighting!', I thought he was a black hole in variety shows, quick-witted and good at playing by the rules. Later, after watching him film 'Raging Storm,' I thought he was a director who could tell stories. But today, when I visited the set, I realized that the actors he brings out are just like him, all of them are reckless."

Xiao Yang placed the cup of coffee, which she had never actually brought to her lips, on the table.

"After watching this scene, I suddenly felt that the filming difficulty of Detective Chinatown 2 was too low. We filmed car chases, fight scenes, and explosions in New York, all of which were external actions. Here, a hospital room, two people, and a plate of oranges are more intense than all of your car chase scenes combined."

Ye Mo walked over and chatted with the group for a few minutes.

I didn't stay long.

He needs to take advantage of the current atmosphere on set and film the next few emotionally intense scenes all at once.

This kind of atmosphere is very difficult to replicate.

The entire crew was still caught up in the same state of mind from the scene in the hospital room. The lighting, cinematography, props, and set crew were all still immersed in that atmosphere.

Ye Mo sat down behind the monitor and picked up the walkie-talkie to arrange the next scene.

There were no unnecessary words; his tone was steady and quick.

Chen Sicheng and his group packed their things and prepared to leave.

No one laughed when they left.

Wang Baoqiang walked to the door, glanced back at the film set, and muttered something under his breath.

Xiao Yang chimed in from the side.

"I came to visit the set with high hopes, but I left after watching a lot of heavy scenes. Look at that hospital set with Lu Shouyi's hospital bed in the back. I have a psychological aversion to oranges now."

Chen Sicheng told them to go to the car first, while he stayed behind and stood with Ye Mo in the corridor outside the film set.

He leaned against the wall, hands in his pockets, and remained silent for a while.

"Ye Mo, this movie is sure to be a huge hit."

"Are you so sure?"

"When I was watching the monitor just now, I wasn't observing the actors, but the people sitting next to me. Bao Qiang was trembling, and Wang Xun, Xiao Yang, and the others were all drawn into it." Chen Sicheng paused for a moment, "Do you know what this means? It means that we, who have been acting in the industry for over ten years, have been drawn into the drama you're directing. Directors don't usually get into the drama when watching it, but I did just now."

Ye Mo didn't speak.

"So I have something to tell you. In the future, when you make movies, no matter what the subject matter or the scale of the investment, I want to invest." Chen Sicheng said this in a joking tone.

Putting everything else aside, just look at what I saw today.

He'd accept it even if he lost money on his investments!

"Don't wait until later."

"What?"

"Dying to Survive is available now." Ye Mo leaned against the wall on the other side of the corridor, his arms crossed over his chest. "There are still investment shares left. If you want them, I'll have Sister Zhang send you the contract."

Chen Sicheng straightened up from the wall and looked at Ye Mo.

"Are you serious?"

"When have I ever joked about money?"

Chen Sicheng remained silent for a moment.

Then he nodded.

"Okay, I'll take it."

The two exchanged a glance but said nothing more.

Chen Sicheng turned and walked towards the parking lot.

Ye Mo stood in the corridor watching his back.

I remember last winter when Detective Chinatown 2 was still in the preparation stage.

When Chen Sicheng handed him the investment share contract, he said, "Ye Mo, I reserved this spot specifically for you. Others have asked me several times, but I haven't given up."

No hesitation.

There was no bargaining.

It means "I saved some for you".

He remembered this trust.

Today, Chen Sicheng said he wanted to invest in "Dying to Survive," and he didn't hesitate for even a second.

His brother treated him this way, and he couldn't let his brother feel disheartened.

It's like taking money out of your own pocket and giving it to him.

PARKING LOT.

Four people got into the car.

Wang Xun fastened his seatbelt, leaned back in his seat, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Before visiting the set today, I told Baoqiang that I was finally going to see Ye Mo directing on set. But after watching two scenes, each one was more painful than the last. During the scene of cleaning the wounds just now, I was thinking about something."

"What is it?" Xiao Yang asked.

"When was the last time I went to the hospital? I had a cold, got two boxes of medicine and went home. At that time, I thought being sick meant taking medicine. After watching this drama, I realized that being sick can bankrupt some people."

Xiao Yang turned to look at him.

"Brother Xun, you're not usually like this on the show. On Go Fighting!, you're the kind of person who can laugh and say 'Director Ye, you're awesome' even after being tricked by Ye Mo."

"That's 'Go Fighting!', which is a game. If you lose a game, you can try again. But what they film..." Wang Xun glanced towards the film set, "is something you can't do again."

Wang Baoqiang sat in the back seat, looking out the car window.

"I need to think carefully about my directorial plan when I get back. I'm not kidding. Songwen gained over ten kilograms for Cheng Yong and went to the hospital every day to wait around. Chuanjun didn't sleep for three days for Lü Shouyi. If the actors are doing this, I'll be letting them down if I don't work hard as a director."

Chen Sicheng started the car and glanced at him in the rearview mirror.

"Baoqiang, you were really upset today."

"It's not a thrill, it's a lesson learned. Ye Mo isn't making a movie, he's bringing together a group of talented people and getting them to give up their lives for roles. I used to think that making comedies was enough to make the audience laugh, but after watching these two scenes today, I realize that it's hard to make the audience laugh, it's hard to make the audience cry, and the hardest thing is to make the audience remember why they cried after they've finished crying."

The carriage fell silent for a moment.

Then Xiao Yang spoke.

"Honestly, after visiting the set today, I'm afraid to come again. I came here happily to watch my brother filming, but it almost made me cry."

"You've already cried," Wang Xun added quietly from the side.

"I don't."

Your eyes are still red.

"That's because the air on set was too dry."

"The spray on set was disinfectant, not a desiccant."

Xiao Yang turned to look at Wang Xun.

"Brother Xun, you're talking a lot today."

"I was provoked by Director Ye's film crew. I'm not usually like this; I'm usually very quiet."

The other three people in the car simultaneously emitted a short, sharp sound from their nostrils.

The car drove out of the film set gate and turned onto the main road.

No one cared whether the light outside the car window was nice or not.

Everyone is thinking the same thing.

Every time Ye Mo comes to this film set, he has to redefine what acting is all about.

On the other side, in the United States.

Uncle Jackie Chan is chatting with director Christopher Nolan.

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