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Old L was a bit annoying with his flamboyant mannerisms, but his makeup skills were top-notch. In just ten minutes, he transformed Mo Ming to look like an ancient hero.
To outsiders, the time seemed short, but for Mo Ming, it felt like an eternity, enduring the process.
During those ten minutes, Old L took the opportunity to flirt with Mo Ming more than a dozen times. At first, Mo Ming was tempted to punch him twice for his inappropriate behavior, but thankfully, he managed to keep his composure.
"Alright, little brother, take a good look! Don't you think you look much more handsome?" Old L placed his hands on Mo Ming's shoulders and smiled at the mirror. "My makeup skills are internationally recognized; they are unparalleled!"
"Handsome, truly too handsome," Mo Ming quickly wriggled free from Old L's grasp and ran out. "Director Zhao is already waiting; I have to go."
"Hey, why are you in such a hurry? I haven't had a good look yet!"
By the time Old L realized what was happening, Mo Ming had vanished without a trace. Frustrated, he flicked his fingers in annoyance, his expression resembling that of a eunuch from a television drama.
Having escaped Old L's clutches, Mo Ming arrived at the filming location.
The shoot was underway. Su Xiuwen, dressed in ancient attire and holding a light blue sword, truly embodied the spirit of an ancient heroine. In contrast, Zong Junjie, dressed identically in a green robe and wielding a golden Dragon Sword, had an intense gaze that was somewhat fierce.
"Boss, not bad! You really have that carefree hero vibe!" Shang Xige glanced at Mo Ming and chuckled. "You should see how terrible Zong Junjie's acting is; it's simply unbearable—he's relying solely on his star power."
"Heh, nowadays many people rely on their looks to make a living; their acting skills haven't improved much and can't compare to those seasoned veterans," Mo Ming replied with a faint smile.
However, Su Xiuwen performed quite well. Although Mo Ming wasn't sure about the plot of this drama, he could tell from her eyes that she was deeply immersed in her role, seemingly oblivious to everything around her.
Just as the plot reached the point where Zong Junjie and Su Xiuwen were surrounded by a group of black-clad figures...
"Clap!" Director Zhao called out and then applauded. "This part was performed excellently; it has the feeling I need. However, Junjie, can you add a bit more intensity to your gaze? After all, you are the Dragon Flame Sword Soul; you need to be more imposing."
Zong Junjie nodded with a smile. "Okay, I'll pay attention next time."
"Alright, next up is the action scene," Director Zhao turned to Mo Ming. "It's your turn now; remember to relax and don't be nervous. Your character is supposed to defeat all the black-clad figures with the sword in your hand."
"Oh," Mo Ming asked, "is it real fighting or just acting?"
"With your current state, if it were real fighting, a group of people could easily take you down," Zong Junjie teased. "As my stand-in, you'd better perform well; otherwise, I won't agree."
"Ha ha, thanks for the reminder, big star Zong," Mo Ming replied nonchalantly.
Director Zhao stroked his chin and thought for a moment before saying, "If it were real fighting, do you have the confidence to take them all down?"
"It should be fine, but I'm worried about your props not being sturdy enough..." Mo Ming said hesitantly. "If they break, that might not be good. How about we just act it out?"
"You can rest assured about the props; they're definitely sturdy," Director Zhao said as he took the Dragon Sword from Zong Junjie and handed it to Mo Ming with a smile. "If you can take down that many people with one strike, that would be great. Just give it a try."
Mo Ming took the golden Dragon Sword and was somewhat surprised to find it wasn't plastic; it was made of solid iron. The blade wasn't sharp enough to hurt anyone, but it had some weight to it, so it didn't feel light in his hand.
"Uh, it feels usable," Mo Ming said with an awkward smile. "I wonder if I need to say any lines during the fight or if there's a time limit."
"You don't need to say any lines; just focus on taking them down. The faster, the better. After all, as the embodiment of the Spirit Sword's soul, if you struggle against small fry, the audience will find it boring," Director Zhao explained.
Zong Junjie sneered, "You're just a stand-in; you don't have the qualifications to say lines!"
"Jun Jie, that's a bit excessive. Regardless of anything else, he's taking time out of his busy schedule to help you; there's no need to be so difficult," Director Zhao scolded Zong Junjie and then turned to Mo Ming with a smile. "Don't take his words to heart; just focus on your performance."
Mo Ming couldn't be bothered by Zong Junjie's sarcasm and smiled at Director Zhao. "Alright, I'll do my best."
"You all come over!" Director Zhao shouted at the group of men in black.
"Director Zhao, what's up?"
The group of men in black gathered around.
"I want to let you know that during the scene later, try to make it as realistic as possible; I want to see how it looks in action," Director Zhao said. "This is Jun Jie's stand-in, Mo Ming. He'll be performing against you."
"Alright, got it. Director Zhao."
"Okay, let's get started," Director Zhao said to Mo Ming. "Don't be nervous. When I say go, you can start fighting."
Mo Ming nodded without speaking, taking the Dragon Sword and moving to the position where Zong Junjie had been, striking the same pose. Next to him was Su Xiuwen, and it must be said that at this moment, Mo Ming felt no nervousness at all.
For Mo Ming, he believed that nervousness was the biggest factor in causing bad outcomes. Therefore, no matter what he did, he maintained a good mindset, refusing to put too much pressure on himself.
"Mo Ming, I'm glad to be working with you," Su Xiuwen said with a smile. "I hope we can have a pleasant collaboration."
Before Mo Ming could respond, Director Zhao commanded, "Go!"
As soon as Director Zhao's voice rang out, a sharp glint flashed in Mo Ming's eyes. With three parts ferocity and seven parts dominance, he moved in an unusual manner and thrust the Dragon Sword toward one of the black-clad men.
The sword tip was almost touching the man's neck when he finally reacted, appearing somewhat flustered. Mo Ming frowned, flicked the Dragon Sword away, and lifted a foot to send the black-clad man flying two meters.
"Ah!"
Only then did the others react, brandishing their weapons and charging toward Mo Ming and Su Xiuwen.
"You brat, you're really bold to dare injure a disciple of Azure Luo Valley!"
Uh...
Originally, Mo Ming wanted to retort, but suddenly remembered what Director Zhao had said about no lines. The words caught in his throat as he turned his head, his eyes reddening slightly as if he were a Killing God, staring at the black-clad men rushing toward him from behind.
With another swift movement, he charged into the encirclement of black-clad attackers.
These extras had learned a bit of martial arts; their stances while wielding weapons were decent. However, they were merely for show and proved ineffective against Mo Ming's overwhelming strength.
In no time at all, all the black-clad men surrounding Mo Ming had fallen down one by one.
Looking at Su Xiuwen, there were still two men in black attacking her. Just as Mo Ming was about to move, he was astonished to see Su Xiuwen's sword sweep forward, causing those men in black to fall down automatically!
No way... So this is how she can attack!
What opened Mo Ming's eyes even more was that the two people Su Xiuwen defeated actually spat out blood and then rolled their eyes and died. One of the men he had knocked down stood up and foolishly shook his hand towards the ground.
Seeing this made Mo Ming want to continue beating him up.
"Clap!" Director Zhao's face was filled with joy as he applauded, saying, "Good, very good, this has the realism I need."
Hearing Director Zhao call for a stop, Mo Ming walked back with a wry smile and said, "Director Zhao, is there any problem with my performance?"
"No problem at all, how could there be a problem?" Director Zhao excitedly patted Mo Ming on the shoulder and said, "You did really well. Just now, looking into your eyes, I felt like I truly saw the spirit of the sword. Very good!"
Su Xiuwen walked over, and someone handed her a bottle of mineral water. She didn't drink it but smiled and said, "Mo Ming, your acting is great. Acting alongside you makes it feel much easier to get into character."
"Hmph, I don't see anything special. It's just some basic skills; I can't tell what's so good about it," Zong Junjie thought, feeling a bit of jealousy burning inside him while putting on a dismissive expression.
Director Zhao said solemnly, "I think Mo Ming's acting is fine too. Junjie, you should learn from Mo Ming; his fierce gaze just now was far better than yours."
"Director Zhao, if you say that, I can't act anymore. If he's better than me, why do you still need me? You might as well hire him," Zong Junjie sneered.
Regarding Zong Junjie's attitude, Director Zhao clearly felt displeased and coldly snorted, "I would have loved to hire Mo Ming as the male lead if I had known him earlier."
"Then you can pay him now; I don't mind," Zong Junjie replied.
"Fine, as long as you compensate me for the breach of contract, I wouldn't mind switching the male lead," Director Zhao said with a somewhat icy expression. "Put away your big star temper; I, Zhao, never care who is famous but only who has the ability!"
Zong Junjie's face turned a bit pale; he felt some anger but didn't know what to say and found it hard to back down.
"Director Zhao, please calm down. Junjie is just throwing a bit of a tantrum; it's nothing serious. I'll talk to him and make sure he performs well later," Zong Junjie's female manager quickly stepped in to mediate.
Director Zhao's expression was somewhat awkward as he said, "I'll give you one chance. If you can't perform, just get lost!"
Zong Junjie felt a surge of anger and turned away without saying a word. After the manager repeatedly apologized to Director Zhao, he hurried after Zong Junjie.
"What a piece of work, acting all high and mighty!" Director Zhao cursed, calming himself down before smiling at Mo Ming. "Alright, don't mind him. We have a fight scene coming up next; once we finish that, we're done."
Mo Ming was excited after witnessing the drama and replied with a smile, "Sure, no problem."
In this fight scene, Mo Ming had only one opponent: the Ultimate Boss, who had no lines and could start fighting as soon as Director Zhao called for action.
"Action!"
Just as Mo Ming was about to make his move, he noticed a group of people behind the Ultimate Boss charging at him with machetes.
"Damn it, this feels like instant time travel!" Mo Ming exclaimed. "The Ultimate Boss can summon modern minions; this is seriously insane!"
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