The next day.

The thermometer in the iron shed in Tseung Kwan O pointed to 34 degrees Celsius.

Ye Mo stood in the center of the tent, his white suit jacket already half-soaked.

It wasn't sweat, it was prop blood.

Today we're filming a scene where Ah-Jie is chasing his target in an alleyway.

Four cameras were set up, and the action director squatted next to the monitor, holding a piece of melted chocolate in his hand.

"All departments, prepare—action!"

Ah Jie turned out of the alley.

The white suit had a cool tone under the dim light, and his blond hair covered half of one eye; he hadn't taken off his sunglasses.

His steps were slow, and his leather shoes made a steady clattering sound on the cement floor.

The target ran wildly ahead, glancing back every now and then, his face contorted with fear.

Ah Jie's expression remained unchanged.

There was no ferocity, no sneer, no hunter's glee at toying with his prey.

He was using the most economical maneuvers to complete a chase—his every turn was close to the corner of the wall, and every acceleration was timed to be on the side of the target's blind spot.

Ye Weixin was behind the monitor, holding the walkie-talkie halfway up and forgetting to put it down.

When we got to the fifth take, a small problem arose.

Zeng Zidan's character is supposed to intercept Ah Jie at the end of the alley.

The two engaged in a close-quarters fight.

The action choreographer designed the move so that Ah Jie would strike first, be blocked, switch blades, and then stab again.

The rehearsals went smoothly, but when filming officially started, Zeng Zi's timing for parrying was a beat too slow—Ye Mo's dagger was already at his ribs.

"Cut!" Ye Weixin stood up.

Zeng Zidan looked down at the dagger under his ribs, then looked up at Ye Mo, his brows furrowing slightly.

"You stopped just now?"

Ye Mo sheathed the dagger: "Almost. When you were parrying, don't look at my face, look at my shoulder. The knife only moves when my shoulder moves."

Zeng Zidan thought for a moment and nodded.

"Okay, one more."

The second one is approved.

When Zeng Zidan finished his move, he patted Ye Mo on the back and said to the action director, "This kid is faster than me. He doesn't need to think when he does the moves. I trained for it, but for him, it's just natural."

Ye Weixin called Ye Mo over to the monitor and pointed to the playback footage.

"Ye Mo, who taught you that kind of footwork?"

"No one taught me; I just figured it out myself."

"You figured this out yourself?" Wilson Yip pointed to the moment Ye Mo turned against the wall in the footage. "This move—hugging the wall, cutting inside, exploiting blind spots—I've used many action actors, but most of them just have the stunt coordinator arrange the route and roughly execute it. You were actually chasing someone, do you know what I mean?"

Ye Mo nodded: "I understand. Chasing him isn't about running away, it's about blocking his path and making him run where you want him to go."

Yip Wai-shun looked at him for three seconds, then turned to look at Hung Kam-po, who was sitting to the side drinking tea.

"Teacher Hong, where did you find him? He's so easy to work with. I can just sit behind the monitor while he directs his own scenes."

Hong Jinbao held the Pu'er tea in his hand and smiled.

"I didn't find it, I picked it up."

"Where did you find that? I want to go find one too."

"You can't find them." Hung Kam-po took a sip of tea. "These are delivered to your door."

Ye Weixin turned back and looked at Ye Mo again, his eyes now holding a different look.

It is both to appreciate and to remember.

Lunchtime.

The props team member gave Ye Mo an extra serving of roast goose leg today.

The reason given was, "Teacher Ye, you filmed eight takes this morning, and none of them were successful. It's all the opponent's fault. I need to give you some extra help."

Ye Mo sat down next to Zeng Zidan with his lunchbox. Zeng Zidan was chatting with Ren Dahua about cars.

Ren Dahua joined the crew the day before.

He plays a high-ranking police officer in the film. He doesn't have many scenes, but he has a very strong presence.

When Ye Mo first met him, he took the initiative to call him "Brother Hua." Ren Dahua glanced at him, nodded, and didn't say anything more.

During lunch today, Ren Dahua sat opposite Zeng Zidan, gesturing with his chopsticks and talking about what parts of his car had been modified recently.

Ye Mo sat down with his lunchbox, eating quietly without interrupting.

Halfway through the conversation, Ren Dahua suddenly turned to Ye Mo.

"Little Ye, I heard your scene chasing someone this morning went really well? Did Director Ye praise you?"

Ye Mo swallowed a mouthful of rice: "Director Ye is too kind."

"Director Ye isn't just being polite." Ren Dahua picked up a piece of char siu and put it in his mouth. "He's the most difficult person to work with in the whole crew. You're the second person who can make things easy for him when filming action scenes."

"Who was the first one?"

"Bullets." Ren Dahua pointed to Zeng Zidan across from him.

Zeng Zidan waved his hand: "What am I? Ye Mo is younger than me, and his movements are faster." He paused, looking at Ye Mo, "I practiced your hand-switching chop move for three days. How long did you practice?"

Ye Mo thought for a moment.

"One night."

Zeng Zidan was silent for two seconds, then laughed.

It wasn't a bitter smile, but a knowing smile.

"Teacher Hong is right, you will definitely have a bright future."

Ren Dahua put down his chopsticks and looked at Ye Mo.

"Little Leaf, I have a question for you."

"Brother Hua, you say it."

"All the roles you play are villains. Feng Yuxiu is a martial arts fanatic, Ding Xiu is a roguish assassin, and A Jie is a cold-noodle butcher. Aren't you afraid the audience will typecast you?"

Ye Mo took a sip of soup and wiped his mouth.

"I'm not afraid."

Why?

"Because when your acting skills are good enough, you can't be confined by any type of role. Good guys and bad guys are all human. If you act well, you can shine. Audiences aren't stupid. They can tell who's acting and who's just messing around."

Ren Dahua stared at him for two seconds.

Then he laughed too.

He stood up and patted Ye Mo on the shoulder.

"Well said, this roast goose leg was worth it."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, a commotion suddenly broke out in the iron shed.

Ye Mo was squatting next to the monitor watching the playback when he heard the footsteps behind him suddenly increase.

He turned around and saw a man in his fifties, wearing a dark jacket, with slightly curly hair and black-rimmed glasses, standing at the entrance.

His appearance wasn't particularly outstanding, but his aura silenced the entire iron shed for a moment.

Several stuntmen bumped shoulders: "Liu Weiqiang—Liu Weiqiang is here."

"Liu Weiqiang? Which Liu Weiqiang?"

"Are you stupid? How many Lau Wai-keungs are there in Hong Kong? The one from 'Young and Dangerous'!"

Ye Mo's gaze fell on that man.

Liu Weiqiang.

This name is an absolutely indispensable presence in the Hong Kong film industry.

A top-notch cinematographer, he worked on films such as "As Tears Go By" and "Lee Rock".

After becoming a director, his "Young and Dangerous" series swept the entire Chinese-language film market.

It's not the kind of art film that has good reviews but only average box office returns; it's a true commercial phenomenon.

When the "Young and Dangerous" series was released, video arcades were packed, and "Friendship Years" was playing everywhere.

The later "Storm Riders" film raised the bar for Chinese comic book adaptations to a new level.

His works share a common characteristic—precise camera work, sharp narrative, and believable characters.

He is not the kind of director who is prolific but mediocre.

He's the kind of person who makes one film after another.

"Old Hong!" Liu Weiqiang walked through the crowd toward Hong Jinbao with a friendly smile on his face.

Hung Kam-po stood up from the armchair, and the two shook hands.

What brings you here?

"I was passing by Tseung Kwan O and heard you were filming a new movie, so I thought I'd drop by." Liu Weiqiang glanced around the set, his gaze sweeping over several actors before lingering on Ye Mo for a moment.

This young man is quite young!

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