One week later.

The last scene on the grassland is a shot of Ding Xiu's back.

When Lu Yang shouted "Cut".

Ye Mo was still standing on the hillside, the wind blowing his opera robe, making it flutter.

He heard a commotion behind him, turned around, and saw that the film set had exploded.

Filming has wrapped!

"Teacher Ye has finished filming!"

Congratulations, Teacher Ye!

The stagehand was the first to shout, his voice so loud it shook the entire hillside.

Then others joined in the shouting, one after another, like a folk song.

Ye Mo walked down the hillside and had just stood still when he was surrounded by a group of people.

"Teacher Ye, please treat us to a meal!" The stagehand rubbed his hands together, his eyes shining.

"Yes! We have to treat him! It wouldn't be right not to treat such a big star!"

"Exactly! You have a million followers on Weibo, it would be an injustice not to treat us!"

Surrounded by people, Ye Mo was both amused and exasperated: "When did I become a star? I'm still a newcomer."

"A newbie? A newbie already has a million followers?" Someone pulled out their phone. "Look, 1.23 million! You still say you're not a star?"

Ye Mo scratched his head: "Well... then go ahead and treat me. You guys decide what to eat, I'll pay."

"Lamb from the grasslands!"

"Yes! Roasted whole lamb!"

"A few more cases of beer, please!"

"Teacher Ye, is your wallet ready? We're all big eaters."

Ye Mo patted his pockets, feigning panic: "Oh no, I forgot to bring any money."

"Then pay with your phone! Don't even think about running away!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Lu Yang stood behind the monitor, watching the group make a scene, a smirk on his face, but he didn't say anything.

After they had finished arguing, he finally spoke up: "Alright, alright, don't eat Ye Mo out of house and home. Tonight it's on me, consider it a farewell dinner for Ye Mo."

"Long live Director Lu!" The stagehand was the first to jump up.

Ye Mo quickly said, "Director Lu, how can I let you treat me? We agreed that I would treat you."

"You treat me to your meal, I'll treat you to mine," Lu Yang waved his hand. "You're treating the crew to roast whole lamb, I'm treating you to drinks. They're two different things."

Someone nearby chimed in, "Then Teacher Ye should have two drinks!"

"Exactly, we can't skip a single meal!"

Ye Mo smiled and agreed, but in his heart he was thinking: I'm afraid I'll be drunk tonight.

……

In the past week, the popularity of "Kung Fu Jungle" has not only not decreased, but has instead increased.

The box office has exceeded 500 million yuan, and the Douban score is stable at 8.3, while the Maoyan score is 9.1.

In the realm of domestic action films, this achievement represents the pinnacle of the past three years.

Feng Yuxiu's name is trending on social media almost every day.

#Feng Yuxiu's Golden Quotes# appeared three times, each time with different lines.

"It not only distinguishes between superior and inferior, but also determines life and death."

"Kung Fu is a killing technique."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Every sentence has been turned into memes and short videos by netizens.

The most popular edit is a mashup of all of Feng Yuxiu's fight scenes, accompanied by an incredibly exciting background music, which has garnered over 30 million views.

The comment section was filled with the same message:

"The Strongest Newcomer in Chinese-Language Cinema"

"The ceiling of villains"

Ye Mo's Weibo followers have grown from a few hundred on the day of the premiere to 1.23 million now.

He posted a new Weibo post, a selfie taken on the grassland, with the caption: "The wind is strong on the grassland. Filming is finished, time to go home."

The comment section was flooded with tens of thousands of messages in an instant.

"Bro, you finally posted a selfie!"

"The wind on the grassland has blown your hair like this, but you still look pretty handsome."

"Go home? Go back to Hengdian? I'll wait for you there."

"Brother, have you got a role in your next movie? When will it be released?"

"Teacher Feng, could you please not be so handsome? It's distracting me."

Ye Mo scrolled through the comments, a slight smile playing on his lips, but he didn't look arrogant.

He recalled what Lu Yang had said: "Don't get arrogant just because you've become famous. You'll fall when you're supposed to."

He remembered it.

……

That evening, the film crew ordered a whole roasted lamb from a local herder's home.

The night sky over the grassland is free of light pollution, and the stars shine as brightly as if a handful of diamonds had been scattered across it.

The campfire was lit, and the aroma of mutton wafted far and wide.

Ye Mo was pinned down in the middle by a group of people, with Nie Yuan on his left, Wang Qianyuan on his right, and Li Dongxue opposite him.

Liu Sishi sat not far from him, holding a cup of milk tea in her hand—she didn't drink alcohol.

"Come on, let's toast Ye Mo first!" The stagehand raised his glass. "To our Teacher Feng!"

"Respectfully, Teacher Feng!" a group of people shouted in unison.

Ye Mo stood up, holding his wine glass: "Don't call me Teacher Feng, just call me Xiao Ye."

"Xiao Ye? You're a big influencer with millions of followers now, who would dare call you Xiao Ye?" someone chimed in.

"That's right, from now on, call me Teacher Ye!"

"Teacher Ye, just hope you don't forget us when you become famous."

Ye Mo laughed: "No, I'll drink first as a sign of respect."

He tilted his head back and drank the whole glass, wincing from the spiciness.

The people around him burst into laughter.

After several rounds of drinks, the atmosphere became increasingly lively.

People started talking about Ye Mo's embarrassing moments on set—on his first day, he was mistaken for a water carrier by the production assistant.

During filming, I threw a Miao sword and it almost hit the cameraman.

When Liu Sishi said "very moisturizing," her face turned red...

When Liu Sishi heard the last sentence, her face turned red again, and she lowered her head to drink her milk tea without saying a word.

Ye Mo had been forced to drink several cups of alcohol, and his face was already red, but his mind was still clear.

He noticed that Lu Yang was drinking tea the whole time and didn't drink much alcohol. He would occasionally glance at him, as if he was waiting for something.

……

When the party ended, most people were already quite drunk and staggering.

Lu Yang called Ye Mo aside and took an envelope out of his pocket.

"Here you go." Lu Yang handed him the envelope.

Ye Mo was taken aback: "Director Lu, what is this?"

"Your salary," Lu Yang said, "your scenes are finished, and the final payment should be settled with you. The contract states 100,000, but I've discussed it with the investors, and they don't agree to increase it."

Ye Mo remained silent, waiting for him to continue.

"We signed a contract, it's in black and white, so it's normal for the investors not to pay." Lu Yang paused, "But you helped me so much these past two months on set, revising the script, giving suggestions, and motivating the other actors—the role of Ding Xiu is half thanks to you, so—"

He slipped the envelope into Ye Mo's hand.

"This is 50,000 yuan, which I paid out of my own pocket. It's not my acting fee; it's a bonus I'm giving you personally."

Ye Mo held the envelope, his fingers trembling slightly.

"Director Lu, this is too much... I can't accept it."

"Take it." Lu Yang's tone left no room for refusal. "I won't feel right if you don't take it."

Ye Mo looked into Lu Yang's eyes, and there was no politeness or perfunctoriness in those eyes, only seriousness.

"Director Lu, thank you." Ye Mo put the envelope away, his voice a little hoarse.

"Don't thank me." Lu Yang patted him on the shoulder. "It's because you're so capable. You have a long road ahead, so keep going."

Ye Mo nodded.

Lu Yang turned and walked away, but after taking two steps, he turned back again.

"By the way, my wife also saw your Feng Yuxiu. She told you to take care of your health and not to walk with a limp all the time, as it's bad for your bones."

Ye Mo smiled and said, "Please thank your sister-in-law for me."

Lu Yang waved and left.

Ye Mo stood on the grassland, the wind blowing against his face, feeling cool.

He looked down at the envelope in his hand, which contained fifty thousand.

The 100,000 in the contract is the film remuneration, which is the income from my work and is subject to tax deduction.

Lu Yang's personal contribution of 50,000 yuan is an expression of approval.

It's not much money, but the sentiment behind it is more valuable than any amount of money.

He put the envelope in his pocket and looked up at the starry sky.

The night on the grassland is truly beautiful.

……

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