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

half a month later.

The filming of "Kung Fu Jungle" was launched in Hengdian.

Early in the morning, the film crew set up a stage at the Ming and Qing Palace Scenic Area.

Red carpet, incense table, roast suckling pig—it had everything it should have.

The staff were busy running around, each performing their assigned duties.

Ye Mo arrived early.

He was wearing a black T-shirt and jeans, carrying an old backpack, looking like an ordinary college student.

Standing in the corner, no one gave him a second glance.

"Hey, come over here and move some equipment."

A stagehand waved to him.

Ye Mo didn't explain, but went over and helped carry two cases of mineral water.

"Thanks, bro." The stagehand patted him on the shoulder and turned to get back to work.

Ye Mo smiled and found a shady spot to sit down.

He watched the staff coming and going, and mentally reviewed today's announcements.

The first scene wasn't his, but there was a scene in the afternoon where he and Zeng Zidan had a confrontation—the first clash between Feng Yuxiu and Xiahou Wu.

That scene is one of the highlights of the entire film.

Just then, a commotion broke out outside.

A black van was parked at the entrance, and several people got out as soon as the door opened.

It's Fan Shaohuang.

He was wearing a floral shirt and sunglasses, followed by an assistant and a makeup artist.

As soon as I entered, several staff members greeted me.

"Hello, Teacher Fan!"

"Teacher Fan, this way please."

Fan Shaoxin nodded and walked into the dressing room expressionlessly.

Ye Mo glanced at it but didn't move.

Then, a few more cars arrived.

Release the rain.

He was wearing a tracksuit and walked with a brisk pace; he was clearly a trained athlete.

When he entered, he greeted a few stuntmen he knew with a smile, looking much more approachable than Fan Shaoxin.

Then there's Jiang Baocheng.

His head makes him the center of attention wherever he goes.

Standing over two meters tall, he looks like an iron tower.

Several stagehands looked up at him, their necks aching from craning their necks.

Ye Mo sat in the corner, watching these familiar faces enter one by one.

He knew these people in his past life, but they didn't know him.

This life will remain the same.

"Excuse me, excuse me!"

"Teacher Zeng has arrived!"

Someone shouted something, and the atmosphere on the entire set changed.

A black Alphard stopped in front of the red carpet, and the car door opened—

Zeng Zidan.

He was wearing a black Tang suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he wore sunglasses.

The moment I stepped out of the car, that imposing aura was immediately apparent.

It's not an act; it's the aura that's been cultivated over more than 20 years of hard work in this industry.

"Bullet Bro!"

"Hello, Teacher Zeng!"

The assistant director was the first to greet him, his face beaming with smiles.

Then came the executive producer, director of photography, martial arts choreographer—one after another, lining up to greet them.

Zeng Zidan took off his sunglasses, shook hands with everyone, and smiled, but it was a smile that said, "I'm the boss, I'm handling things."

His gaze swept across the film set, then suddenly paused.

A young man sat on the steps in the corner.

Black T-shirt, jeans, old backpack.

look unfamiliar.

"Who is that?" Zeng Zidan asked his assistant, tilting his head.

The assistant followed his gaze, glanced at the documents in his hand, and said, "Ye Mo, the actor who plays Feng Yuxiu."

Zeng Zidan frowned slightly.

Feng Yuxiu?

That villain?

He certainly knew the character Feng Yuxiu; the two had several key scenes together in the script.

He always thought it would be an experienced actor, at least someone well-known in the industry.

It turned out to be just a young upstart?

"What's your background?" Zeng Zidan asked.

The assistant lowered his voice: "I heard that Director Chen personally decided on him. He had been playing minor roles for two years before."

"A minor role?" Zeng Zidan frowned even more deeply.

He didn't say anything more, turned around and went into the dressing room.

But doubts had already begun to arise in my mind.

A minor role? Chen Desheng played such an important role as a minor character?

Zeng Zidan sat in the makeup chair, closed her eyes, and let the makeup artist apply her base makeup.

But in his mind he was calculating—

Either this person is truly capable.

Either it was some kind of investor who brought it in, or...

Regardless of which one, he has to take a look first.

If it's the latter, then this show... tsk.

……

Outside the dressing room, several staff members were smoking together.

"Did you see that guy who plays Feng Yuxiu? The young man."

"I saw him, the one in the black T-shirt. Who is he?"

"I don't know, he's a complete stranger. I heard Director Chen picked him out personally."

"Director Chen picked him? That can't be right, he doesn't look like someone who's trained in martial arts."

"Who knows? Maybe he's a newbie from some company, just someone they put in to get some experience."

"Tsk tsk, do you think Bullet Bro would be happy about that?"

"Whether you like it or not, the show's already started, what else can you do?"

……

Ye Mo did not hear these words.

But he could sense it.

Those gazes—curious, scrutinizing, and somewhat dismissive—drifted in from all directions, buzzing around him like mosquitoes.

He doesn't care.

I've experienced too much in my past life.

It's normal for newcomers to be disliked when they join a team.

What's more, he played a villain, and one who had many scenes with Zeng Zidan. Anyone would have reservations.

Ye Mo stood up, dusted off his pants, and walked towards the dressing room.

When I passed by the large dressing room, the door was open.

Zeng Zidan was sitting inside, discussing action design with the martial arts instructor.

Ye Mo stood at the door for a moment.

Zeng Zidan looked up at him, his gaze lingering on his face for half a second, then he lowered his head and continued talking to the action director.

They didn't say hello.

He didn't nod.

There wasn't even a trace of expression on his face.

Ye Mo smiled and continued walking forward.

Not being welcomed?

Let your acting skills speak for themselves.

……

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Their first scene together.

The set was cleared out, and all staff members were in place.

Cameras, lights, sound recording—every department is ready.

Chen Desheng sat behind the monitor, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand.

"Scene 1, Shot 1, Get Ready."

Zeng Zidan stood in the center of the field, dressed in casual clothes, with a calm expression.

Opposite him, Ye Mo was wearing an old gray coat, his left foot slightly dragging on the ground, already in character.

Chen Desheng looked at the two people on the monitor, feeling a little uneasy.

Zeng Zidan was personally invited by him, so there's no problem.

But Ye Mo...

Auditioning is one thing, but actually acting opposite Zeng Zidan is another.

Many newcomers get weak in the knees in front of big names and can't even deliver their lines properly.

He didn't know if Ye Mo could withstand it.

"Action!"

The clapperboard is struck.

Feng Yuxiu raised his head and looked at Xiahou Wu in front of him.

The corners of his mouth slowly turned up, revealing a cold smile.

"Xiahou Wu..."

Zeng Zidan raised an eyebrow slightly.

That look—

Not right.

......