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

Soon, Ye Mo and his production team finished producing "Dying to Survive".

The next step is to wait for approval, and then there's the issue of release date.

These things can all be handled by Sister Zhang.

Ye Mo spent the next two days with Liu Yifei.

That day, it was time for the Joker to join the crew.

When the plane landed in Los Angeles, Ye Mo checked his watch.

His legs were a little stiff after flying for more than ten hours.

Ye Mo dragged his suitcase and walked out with the crowd.

At the arrivals gate, a white man was holding a sign that read "YE MO".

The handwriting is crooked and messy.

Ye Mo walked over and nodded to the person.

"I am Ye Mo."

The other person's eyes lit up, and they quickly sized him up.

"Mr. Ye? Director Nolan sent me to pick you up."

The man took the luggage, muttering to himself.

You look younger than you do in photos.

Ye Mo smiled but didn't reply.

As the car drove out of the airport, the sky in Los Angeles was a brilliant blue.

Jet lag made Ye Mo's head feel a little heavy.

"Is this Mr. Ye's first time in Los Angeles?" the driver asked.

"The first time," Ye Mo said.

The driver was a talkative guy, and I introduced him to the buildings along the way.

Ye Mo responded half-heartedly.

Suddenly, a voice rang in my mind.

"Host, we're on someone else's turf. Is your English good enough?"

Ye Mo replied in his mind.

"It's alright."

In his previous life, his English was limited to "Yes" and "No".

In this life, I have a high level of education, so I can manage basic daily communication.

The system clicked its tongue.

"This system will give you an English package, with authentic American accents, and even Gotham street slang can be added for you."

"Do you want?"

Ye Mo: "Free?"

System: "Look at what you're saying. When has this system ever taken money from you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, it felt like something had been poured into Ye Mo's mind.

When he spoke again, his English was already incredibly fluent.

The driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror but didn't detect anything unusual.

Ye Mo secretly rejoiced.

The car was parked in front of an apartment building.

The location Nolan arranged was only a ten-minute drive from the film set.

The assistant helped him check in and handed him the room key.

"Mr. Ye, this house was personally chosen by director Nolan. Please adjust your time difference first. The director said he will take you to the film set tomorrow afternoon."

Ye Mo took the room key and thanked him.

Once inside the room, he threw down his luggage and stood by the window.

The Los Angeles skyline is visible outside the window.

He took out his phone and sent a message to Liu Yifei.

"arrive."

Liu Yifei replied very quickly.

"It's good that we've arrived. I'll get some sleep and adjust to the time difference."

Ye Mo replied with an "okay".

Ye Mo did not sleep well that night.

He tossed and turned, his mind filled with thoughts of joining the production team tomorrow.

He has acted in many films, but this is his first time working on a Hollywood set.

There's tension, but also anticipation.

The following afternoon, Nolan came to pick him up in person.

Nolan looked the same as always, with slightly messy hair and wearing a simple shirt.

"Ye, have you adjusted to the time difference yet?" Nolan asked in English.

"It's alright," Ye Mo replied in English.

Nolan raised an eyebrow when he heard his fluent American accent.

"Your English is better than I thought."

The two got into the car and headed to the film set.

The film set was a huge soundstage.

Nolan led him inside, explaining things as they went.

First up is Batman.

A tall man came out of the dressing room, his face still covered with half of his makeup.

"This is Christian Bale, our main character, Batman," Nolan said. "Just call him Bale."

Bell glanced at Ye Mo and extended his hand.

"Hello, Ye Mo." Ye Mo shook his hand.

Bell's hands were heavy, and his grip was short.

"Welcome," Bell said, his face expressionless.

Ye Mo could read the meaning in his eyes.

Is this Chinese person playing the clown?

Bell didn't say much, turned around and went back into the dressing room.

Nolan then introduced him to Allen, who plays Harvey in the film. He is just like his character, with a sunny smile.

"Ye Mo? I'm finally meeting you in person." Allen extended his hand. "Director Nolan has mentioned you several times."

He said you were very good at auditions.

Ye Mo smiled.

"Director Nolan, you flatter me."

Allen patted him on the shoulder, a little too enthusiastically.

Ye Mo noticed that the force with which he patted his shoulder carried a hint of probing.

Next up is Gary Oldman, who plays Jim Gordon, the Gotham City Police Department officer.

Oldman kept a low profile, standing in the corner smoking an e-cigarette.

"Hello there."

"Hello," Ye Mo replied.

Oldman didn't say much, his gaze lingering on Ye Mo's face for two seconds.

Ye Mo knew that they were sizing him up.

Kane is the kindest of all, playing Alfred (Wayne's butler).

The old man had gray hair, and when he stood up, he leaned slightly forward.

"Young man, welcome." Kane shook Ye Mo's hand and held it for a long time.

"I heard you're one of the best actors in China?"

Ye Mo was a little surprised.

"You know?"

Kane smiled.

"That's what director Nolan told me. He rarely misjudges people."

Ye Mo didn't say anything, but simply gripped the old man's hand even tighter.

Freeman, who was standing nearby, chimed in.

"Nolan has taken a huge gamble this time," Freeman said in a deep voice.

He plays Lucius Fox, the technical director of Wayne Enterprises, in the series.

"The whole of Hollywood is waiting for a Chinese person to play the Joker."

Freeman said this with the same calm expression on his face.

Ye Mo didn't reply.

He knew in his heart that what Freeman said was exactly what everyone else had kept silent about.

Finally, there's Gyllenhaal, and the female lead, Rachel Doss.

"I'm playing Rachel in this movie," Gyllenhaal said confidently. "Hello, Ye Mo."

"Hello," Ye Mo said.

Gyllenhaal wasn't hostile; he just politely sized him up.

After going around in circles, Ye Mo had a general idea of ​​what everyone was thinking.

They were polite on the surface.

But on every face, the same message was written.

Why is this Asian face chosen to play the Joker?

Nobody here knows about his achievements in China.

Ye Mo did not explain.

He didn't intend to explain.

That evening, Nolan called Ye Mo aside outside the film set.

It was already dark, and the night breeze in Los Angeles was a bit chilly.

Nolan lit a cigarette and exhaled a puff.

"Ye, how are you feeling today?"

"They were all very polite," Ye Mo said.

Nolan smiled.

"I'm being polite, but whether you believe me or not is another matter."

Ye Mo didn't speak.

Nolan looked at him.

"In Hollywood, nobody cares how many awards you've won in China or how many blockbusters you've made."

"They only recognize one thing."

"Acting skills".

Nolan stubbed out his cigarette.

"If you want them to shut up, just one scene, on the first day of filming, show them your clown."

Ye Mo looked at him.

"I know."

Nolan patted him on the shoulder.

"I chose you because your understanding of the Joker is deeper than any of them could imagine."

"Turn on the computer tomorrow and take out your things."

Ye Mo nodded.

After Nolan left, Ye Mo stood alone outside the film set.

The studio lights were still on, casting a stark white glow.

He looked up, then turned and walked towards the apartment.

The system's voice rang in my mind again.

"Host, for tomorrow's first scene, would you like me to play Heath Ledger's reference again?"

Ye Mo smiled inwardly.

"Need not."

In his mind, he had already acted out the first scene countless times.

To gain a foothold here, the only way is through acting skills.

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