Ling Xi had lost nine of his ten lives in the last two days. It was because he was about to play the first role in his life—despite the fact that he was a dog with almost no lines—and Wu Youpeng had spent a large sum of money to specially invite an acting teacher to assist Ling Xi with the rushed job of his special training.
The issue was that Ling Xi had spent all of his skill points in this life on singing and handicrafts. As a result, he lacked a piece in both his IQ and EQ. His lines were not well memorized, and his physical performance was also very uncoordinated as a direct result of this deficit.
There were almost no props in the classroom during the acting classes. Many scenes had to be created out of thin air based on the physical movements of the performers.
The teacher said: “Ling Xi, perform artificial respiration.”
Ling Xi acted like a rapist…
The teacher said: “Ling Xi, perform horse riding and whipping the horse.”
Ling Xi acted like he was riding a bicycle…
The teacher said: “Ling Xi, act like a dying patient.”
Ling Xi acted like a woman about to give birth…
The teacher’s mother became ill and was hospitalized after more than a month of special training. The teacher had no time to be distracted teaching Ling Xi as a good son of twenty-four with filial piety, so the acting class was naturally suspended. This decision brought relief to both the teacher and the student. Taking acting classes and whatnots resulted in the greatest decrease in life expectancy!
Wu Youpeng was aware that Ling Xi had been experiencing mental stress recently, so he graciously excused him for two days so that he could rest. Apart from a little bit of low IQ, Ling Xi was a very worry-free artist at other times. He never went clubbing, never slept around or with fans, and never used drugs. Ling Xi would honestly lie at home for a day every time he went on vacation.
However, something unexpected happened this time, contrary to Wu Youpeng’s expectations. Ling Xi actually left B City with a small bundle wrapped in cloth and went all the way to find his saint girl without telling him!
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Ling Xi’s flight to S city this time was entirely incognito. He was dressed casually in a T-shirt and shorts, flip-flops, a cap on his head, and non-prescription glasses on the bridge of his nose. He curled up in the last row of economy class, looking exactly like the other otaku college students on the plane.
When he and Wu Youpeng were flying in the past, no one could recognize him, but Wu Youpeng would always match his clothes and arrange his hairstyle. He wanted to make sure that “if someone really sneaks a shot of you, they’ll take a picture of your best side.” But this time, Ling Xi had left after devising a last-minute plan. He was eating breakfast and watching TV in the morning when he decided to pay a visit. He had made no preparations. He was dressed casually, carrying his wallet and the salmon suitcase he had made for An Ruifeng, and happily purchased a flight ticket through his mobile app…
He debated whether or not to notify Wu Youpeng before boarding the plane. But when he realized Wu Youpeng would undoubtedly use this as an excuse to play, and thus misinterpret his pure man friendship with An Ruifeng, he simply pretended to forget about it and turned off his phone.
Ling Xi arrived in S city after a few hours of smooth flight. When he exited the airport, he stopped a random car and drove straight to S City’s film and television district. S City’s film and television district was located in the suburbs, far from the city. The driver refused to leave. Ling Xi stated that he was willing to pay the empty fare before the driver agreed to take him.
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The journey took a long time. Ling Xi drifted off and on. They had been bumping along for a long time but had yet to arrive at their destination. When the driver noticed that he was getting bored looking out the window, he struck up a conversation with him out of curiosity.
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“Oh! So, in which films have you appeared?”
“Uh, I haven’t yet acted in it…”
The driver then cast a pity-stricken look at him, thinking: Look at this kid. He hasn’t even finished filming a movie yet, and he’s already fantasizing about being a celebrity…
“Are you here to film?”
Ling Xi shook his head: “No, a friend of mine is filming. I’m here to pay him a visit.”
The driver nodded: I guess it’s the kind of story where “Someone from a certain village came to the Film City to act as an extra, and consequently all able-bodied men from the entire village came out to act as extras.”
Because driving was already tedious, the driver simply repeated Ling Xi’s words to tease him: “Are you just paying a visit to the crew? You can ask your friend to introduce you to a job since you’ve come to see them. Wouldn’t it be fantastic if the two of you could film together?”
“How can it be so simple? He is handsome and works very hard. I can’t compare to him at all…”
“You must have a dream, brother. You’re very attractive. Maybe a famous director will offer you a job when you arrive at the studio!”
They were both very animated in their conversation. Time flew by, and before Ling Xi knew it, the taxi had hummed all the way to the south gate of the film and television district.
“Ah, master, I still haven’t told you which gate I want to go through!” Ling Xi spoke quickly. He intended to stay for two days. The hotel he’d reserved for the night was just outside the North gate. The film and television district occupied a very large area. It took a long time to drive from the South gate to the North gate. If the driver dropped him off here, how could he get to the North gate?!
“Brother, listen to me, just get off here, okay?!” The driver pointed to a group of extras waiting for work outside the gate, who were either squatting or standing, and said earnestly: “Take a look! Isn’t everyone here?”
Ling Xi was driven out of the car by the driver in a daze. He had the word “ignorant” stamped on his face and appeared sloppy in both dress and demeanor. He resembled the dream chasers gathered there. No, that was not the case. Those dream chasers were at least carrying suitcases. Ling Xi was on his way with his salmon sushi…
S City’s film and television district was spectacular. It was said to be Asia’s largest film city. It had miniature replicas of all the world’s famous civilizations. Many young people who aspired to be celebrities, as well as jobless people looking for work, congregated there. When the filming crews needed background actors, they were given priority. The south gate of S City’s film and television district had gradually evolved into a talent market over time. Background actors looking for work would arrive early in the morning to try their luck.
While standing in the crowd, Ling Xi felt a faint sense of rejection from everyone around him. In reality, this was not difficult to grasp. The extras were divided into groups based on where they were from. Even if newcomers arrived, they would do so in groups from the same village. Ling Xi was young, attractive, and fluent in Mandarin. When someone like him came over, it was obvious that they wanted to single-handedly grab business!
“Is he a star?” someone whispered.
The person next to him said, “How is that even possible? All stars enter through the North or East gates. Have you ever seen a celebrity reckless enough to appear so wretched? He’s not even carrying a bag.”
Ling Xi was carrying the salmon suitcase and had no idea where to go. He looked around the crowd, hoping to find a helpful person to ask for directions. He was, unfortunately, out of luck. The actors on the left had just finished fighting over a woman with the actors on the right, who had launched a surprise attack on the enemy camp. A vicious look still lingered on everyone’s faces.
Ling Xi could only use his cellphone to find the north gate. The phone beeped with a prompt–The north gate of the film and television city is 6 kilometers away from the south gate. It’s a one-hour walk. Please be aware of the high temperature….
Just as he was debating whether he should flee the summer heat and look for a hotel first, three or four people walked out of the film and television city behind him. The leading man was about forty years old, with a moustache and a baggy waistcoat covering his torso. With his hands behind his back, he appeared to be quite grand.
“Hey, listen up. We need twenty-five men!” The man waved his hand: “Under 30 years old, fair, no beard, more than 1.7 meters, neither fat nor thin!”
The entourage behind him took over. “No lines! Attention, there are no lines!”
“Which film are you talking about?”
“Republic of China film, Republic of China soldiers! No bombing, no running!”
An experienced extra asked: “Will we die?”
One of the entourage answered: “Only one of you will die!”
“Will you give a red envelope to the actor who dies?”
“No dying shot, no red envelope!”
The number of background actors needed for a given scene, as well as their pay, were predetermined. For example, when the Emperor went for a walk, he required 30 extras; two armies at war required 80 actors with cold weapons and 120 actors with artillery… The pay for these extras was determined by their appearances and whether or not they had any dialogues. Dying on screen resulted in a screenshot. Hey! They even received a large red envelope after the filming was completed…
The job was simple, and the pay was reasonable for this type of position. Dozens of men emerged from the crowd to introduce themselves. Those with unqualified appearances were eliminated by the deputy director and his entourage. After a lengthy search, 24 extras were chosen.
“One more man!” yelled the deputy director, who looked around the crowd but couldn’t find another suitable candidate. Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to the young man standing alone on the outskirts of the crowd, and he beckoned: “Hey, I think you’ll do! Come here and let me take a look! Yes, I’m talking to you, the one carrying the salmon!”
Ling Xi, who was carrying the salmon, finally realized what the people around him were up to…
Ling Xi: “I am not…” an extra.
Deputy Director: “Young man, I think you look good, especially suitable for playing a dead person.”
Ling Xi: “…”
Deputy Director: “You look good. Have you ever appeared on television?”
Ling Xi: “… have I… yes, several times.” At the height of his popularity, he even attended a New Year’s Eve party in a certain second-tier city!
Deputy Director: “Oh, it seems you’re quite experienced… Well, I’ll add a line for you.”
Ling Xi was half-dragged into the team by the deputy director. He carried the strange salmon suitcase in one hand, feeling out of place as if he’d fallen into a herd of grass mud horses…
However, there was a significant benefit to this trip. The deputy director and his team had come in a large van. Their crew was located in the north. At the very least, he didn’t have to walk for an hour under the scorching sun to the north gate by himself. The other extras knew each other because they frequently waited for jobs together. Ling Xi was unable to blend in, so he sat alone in the back row. The assistant to the deputy director sat next to him. She was a young girl with a round face and dimples when she laughed.
The little girl asked him: “Why don’t you ask me, what kind of scene are we filming?”
Ling Xi asked kindly, “What kind of scene are you filming?”
The young girl’s face was filled with longing: “It has a background from the Republic of China and many celebrities! The male lead is a mixed-race idol who has gained popularity in the last two years. Whoops! You’ve probably never seen him. He has gorgeous gray eyes that resemble glass beads!
” ……” Ling Xi: “What is the name of the movie?”
“Heroic Thief Saga! Have you heard about it? It hasn’t been a month since we began filming!”
Ling Xi was so surprised that he almost dropped the suitcase in his arms to the ground: “Don’t tell me it’s the “Heroic Thief Saga” starring An Ruifeng?”
“Hey, you are quite well informed!” The young girl’s eyes curved as she smiled: “I’ll tell you a secret. You are playing the man who is killed by him as soon as you meet each other!”
Translator:
Aww, I feel a bit sad for XiXi. Even the film circle guys don’t recognize him.
Death upon meeting, truly a tragic story.
Pffft now it’s a prank for the ML.
I like how Ling Xi just decided to fly to where Ruifeng is without a care in the world! I can’t wait for them to meet.
Thank you for your hard work.
Believe him, he’s a celebrity! T^T
Hahaha, nooo, but, can An Ruifeng bear to kill him?!
XIXI, MY BABY ZERO YOU’RE MY STAR ⭐!
Lol they turned this movie story into the scenes like the one where the lover kills their partner 😂😂😂 🤣🤣🤣
“Yes, I’m talking to you, the one carying the salmon!”
🤣🤣🤣
Thanks for the chapter <3
Killing LX??? ARF is really going to NG a lot….
The taxi was right about him being added to the movie…