Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 260 The Most Unlucky Show in History (9,000 words)

Liu Jing reappeared in Cuandixia Village three days later.

Three days ago, Xixi came to visit the set, and Liu Jing went out for a meal with her.

He planned to return that evening or early the next morning, so there was no need to ask the production crew for leave.

The crew can keep going even without anyone; at worst, they can just stop filming or reshoot.

The Battle of Shucheng was a grand spectacle, involving thousands of people; losing one main character wouldn't make a difference.

Even Li Lianjie didn't have many scenes in this play.

During the three days Liu Jing left the set, filming continued as normal and did not delay the schedule at all.

"Hey! Liu Jing, you've traveled back from the past." Li Lianjie was lying on the ground, his face dark and his armor tattered, looking quite disheveled.

It was noon, and the weather was nice today, with the warm sun shining on us.

The group, who had just finished lunch, didn't care about manners and lay sprawled on the ground, basking in the sun and taking a nap.

As Liu Jing arrived, everyone greeted him, whether they knew him or not.

Everyone was dressed in tattered clothes, except for Liu Jing, who was clean and looked as if he had traveled back to an ancient battlefield.

"Uncle, have you eaten yet?" Liu Jing replied casually.

"We haven't eaten yet. How about we have hot pot tonight?" Li Lianjie joked.

His words opened up a conversation.

"Liu Jing, I heard you dined and dashed and got taken away by the police?" This was Liu Dehua, who was playing cards with two friends.

Who are the two mahjong partners? One is action choreographer Cheng Xiaodong, and the other is director Yip Wai-man.

“I’ve heard that Liu Jing is harassing respectable women,” Cheng Xiaodong said, offering a different opinion.

"Haha, you're all wrong. He was flirting with a girl in the private room when he was caught red-handed by more than a dozen policemen." Ye Weimin laughed. He and Fatty Wang were good friends and had a teacher-student relationship, so he also had a good relationship with Liu Jing.

He is also one of the shareholders of Jiamiao Investment in this targeted fundraising by Jiahe.

Because of this relationship, he dared to speak more recklessly than others.

“Don’t believe everything you hear. A friend of mine works for Chunqiu. She said it’s all a misunderstanding, and Liu Jing is back now,” Guo Xiaodong couldn’t help but say.

Both are Xiaodong, but clearly Guo Xiaodong is not as good as Cheng Xiaodong.

His answer, which was closest to reality, was quickly drowned out by the tide.

People shared the answers they found online.

"You two chat, I'm going to do my makeup." Liu Jing wasn't angry at all; it wasn't real, so what was there to be angry about?

The terms used to describe him include: smoker, noodle seller, raper, drugged, traitor, kidnapper, and even human smuggler.

These people were chatting and laughing, and they had already said the best parts.

Everyone understands that this is definitely not the reason, otherwise, how could Liu Jing still be standing here unharmed?

"Liu Jing, there are two scenes left. You're the lead, so try to finish filming this afternoon." Peter Chan chuckled. He suddenly noticed that the tense atmosphere had lightened considerably since Liu Jing returned.

"Don't worry! I'm called Liu Yitiao for a reason." Liu Jing waved his hand.

"Leave a line, isn't that the nickname he gave me? Why did you use it yourself?" Liu Dehua asked, puzzled.

“You left one pass, while he passed it in one go; it’s different,” Cheng Xiaodong explained.

"It's blown up." Andy Lau touched his nose and tossed out an explosive egg. He hadn't meant to blow it up, but he didn't like what the other person said.

“Brother, we’re farmers, Weimin is the landlord,” Cheng Xiaodong shouted.

"It's alright, you two can treat me like a farmer too," Ye Weimin said with a smile.

"I'm not playing anymore." Cheng Xiaodong threw down his cards, annoyed by his incompetent teammate.

Liu Jing was unaware of all this. When he arrived at the dressing room, a group of young girls surrounded him.

In terms of popularity, he was more popular than Andy Lau, because these makeup artists were from the Spring and Autumn Period.

"Young Master Jing, President Min contacted me this morning. When you get back to the set, if you have time, remember to call her back," the makeup artist whispered.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your help." Liu Jing nodded, then sat there and let the other person do her makeup.

His makeup and styling were rather ugly and fierce, and it took a lot of time.

He's been extremely busy these past three days, almost completely cut off from the outside world. Zhang Min didn't want to cause him any trouble, which is why she said that.

Liu Jing's memory returned to three days ago, and he couldn't help but sigh, "The youngest son is truly pampered."

Li Mengdie was talking to her father when Liu Jing bumped into her, and her phone broke.

Old Li heard his daughter's last cry, which was a bloodcurdling scream.

He had been a powerful figure for so many years, but a scream threw him into disarray. He immediately tried to call back, but the phone was obviously switched off.

He quickly contacted the bodyguards he had arranged, only to learn that his daughter and Liu Yifei had visited Liu Jing on set without the bodyguards following them.

Since the incident involving his eldest daughter, Old Li has been very strict with his bodyguards, replacing them regularly and not allowing them much communication with the lady of the house.

Old Li got Xixi's phone number and quickly dialed it, but the line was busy.

He panicked; his daughter had almost died last year, and all sorts of thoughts were running through his mind.

So Old Li contacted the embassy, ​​adopting a very humble attitude and briefly explaining the situation.

The embassy did not treat it lightly, but as a diplomatic incident, and immediately contacted the relevant authorities in China.

The state apparatus was mobilized, and the matter was handled with special urgency. Instructions were quickly relayed from top to bottom and delivered to the local police station.

As luck would have it, Sisi was eating at a hot pot restaurant, which caused quite a stir.

Many fans came from all directions, hoping to take a photo with the "Fairy Sister".

For safety reasons, the local police station specially dispatched officers to the area.

So there was no need to do much investigation; the destination was clear, and the group quickly arrived at the hot pot restaurant.

The area around the restaurant was cordoned off, and people were dispersed. A dozen police officers were on high alert and rushed into the hot pot restaurant. They soon spotted Xixi.

Sisi was on the phone with Sister Li, reporting on Lao An, when she was completely stunned when she saw the police suddenly appear in front of her.

Liu Jing was taken away by the police, and onlookers saw the real story, leading to a flurry of rumors.

The relevant departments also asked Liu Jing whether they needed to issue a statement.

Liu Jing refused, saying that it would be good to create some topics for the masses in the dead of winter.

The so-called rumors are all nonsense. This time, no rival company took advantage of the situation; they all seemed to ignore the news online.

The story is quite simple; it's just a coincidence.

Old Li is worried about his daughter because of her criminal record.

Li Mengdie forgot to inform her father that she was safe. She felt that she was in China and Liu Jing was with her, so there was no safer place than here.

Old Li called Qianqian, who was talking to her mother.

Old Li called Sister Li, who was chatting with her daughter.

Old Li called Liu Jing, but Liu Jing blocked him.

So, how could Old Li, who loved his daughter so dearly, not go mad?

From the time Lao Li contacted the ambassador to South Korea to the time he got in touch with his daughter, it only took a dozen minutes, and that was outside of working hours.

Old Li was amazed by the efficiency of the service here, and the next day he took his eldest daughter straight to Yandu.

As one of the parties involved, Liu Jing was specifically requested by Old Li to accompany him throughout the entire process, serving as his translator, bodyguard, and driver, without any salary.

Although it was a misunderstanding, China helped a lot. To express his gratitude, Old Li decided to build a new mobile phone factory in China, and planned to form a joint venture with Kangmei Pharmaceutical.

Kangmei is Samsung's partner, and a good foundation of trust has been established during the cooperation.

Kangmei has a sound industrial chain, a solid social foundation, and a group of excellent partners. The collaboration between the two companies is expected to bring new vitality to the mobile phone industry.

His words excited the investment promotion department, and Sister Li became even busier.

Old Li said that the selection of the factory site would be left to his partner.

After the mobile phone factory is completed, Samsung Electronics will transfer some of its production capacity to the new factory.

Even if Sister Li disagreed with the cooperation, she had no choice but to suffer in silence at this point.

She mentioned a shortage of funds, and relevant departments helped her raise money. She also mentioned a lack of relevant talent, and several universities extended a helping hand to her.

Tax exemptions are offered, green lights are given to others, and investment promotion departments in various regions are offering increasingly attractive terms.

So, Sister Li is very busy, so busy that she wants to beat Liu Jing to death.

This brat is always looking for trouble; he probably thinks she's too idle and is deliberately giving her things to do.

Hello.

Old Li returned to his old base, and the cooperation was finalized. Even without Qin Shi Capital, there were other funds available.

There are many companies that want to cooperate with Samsung, and the government also hopes that they will build factories there.

Seeing this, Sister Li stopped hesitating and agreed on the spot.

When the mischievous kid returned to the film set, he turned off his phone, mainly to avoid answering Sister Li's rants.

Although Sister Li agreed, she was still quite resentful. Unable to vent her anger on outsiders, Liu Jing was the best choice.

Liu Jing slipped away last night and saw Qianqian off at the airport this morning. She's going to the US for further studies for a while.

After getting my makeup done and changing clothes, the afternoon shoot was about to begin.

Liu Jing took a moment to turn on his phone and dialed Zhang Min's number. She answered quickly and immediately launched into a tirade of abuse.

"You little rascal, it's really hard to find you these days; I have to contact you through a third party."

"Sis, I just turned on my phone and Sister Li sent me seven or eight text messages, giving me a real dressing down. It was clearly an opportunity for her to make money, and she's still unhappy about it," Liu Jing complained.

Upon hearing the word "little rascal," Liu Jing realized that this woman had no one else by her side.

“She’s not interested in physical businesses. Nothing makes money faster than investing, and you don’t have to worry about the practicalities. She took over Kangmei because that formula was a gold mine. She took over Jiahe because you two are deeply involved in the entertainment industry, and she was willing to help you out. Now look what’s happened, you’ve put her in such a difficult position. Of course she’s angry with you.” Zhang Min smiled. She and Sister Li had known each other for over ten years, so she knew her very well.

"Old Li put her on the fire to roast, it's none of my business," Liu Jing refused to take the blame.

“You and Li Mengdie don’t have that much involvement, so why would this happen?” Zhang Min asked.

"What connection do we have? Don't frame an innocent person." Liu Jing wasn't guilty at all; there really was no connection between them.

"They're even talking about dowry now. How do you think Sister Li feels? She did such a good thing back then, setting a good precedent for you. But no matter how much you messed things up afterward, she had no recourse but to suffer in silence." Zhang Min gloated, realizing that Sister Li, who had been shrewd all her life, had now suffered a lifelong stain on her reputation.

"I..." Liu Jing choked on his words, feeling truly aggrieved.

Needless to say, it was definitely Xixi who complained, and it was an edited version. Only Li Mengdie's words were described, without mentioning his reply.

He grunted twice, thankfully responding politely; otherwise, it wouldn't have been Sister Li causing trouble, but rather that vengeful little vixen who never held a grudge.

"Alright, alright, let her rant a bit, she'll be able to calm herself down," Zhang Min comforted her.

"She's just being unreasonable," Liu Jing muttered.

“Sigh! Reasoning is for outsiders. How can a mother reason with her children? Besides, you’re already at a disadvantage trying to reason with a woman who cares about you,” Zhang Min sighed.

"Sis, you're not going to act as her advocate, are you?" Liu Jing asked suspiciously.

"How bored must I be to act as her advocate? If I really wanted to convince you, I wouldn't have enough mouths to keep up," Zhang Min said, both amused and exasperated.

"At most three," Liu Jing replied.

"Pah! Yuanyuan can't raise you properly. You're such a slut with a bunch of filthy words. I'll tear her mouth apart sooner or later." Zhang Min pinned the blame on Gao Yuanyuan. My little rascal isn't bad; it's all Gao Yuanyuan's fault for corrupting him.

Before Liu Jing could respond, Zhang Min coughed twice, her voice changing slightly, "Do you remember the movie 'Bodyguards and Assassins' that Chen Desen made a few years ago?"

Liu Jing understood; someone had come over. "This unfortunate production, of course I know. So many problems, filming was halted before it even started. What? Has the director contacted you again?"

Back in 1999, the book wasn't called "Bodyguards and Assassins," but rather "Victoria Harbour."

Later, the screenwriter felt it wasn't quite right and changed it to "surround".

This film is actually related to Peter Chan.

Teddy Chan originally worked for Jackie Chan, but joined Peter Chan's company at the beginning of the century. It was around that time that preparations began for the filming of "Bodyguards and Assassins".

He wanted to build his vision of the old Central streetscape, recreating Queen's Road in 1905.

The budgeted investment was HK$68 million, of which HK$20-30 million was earmarked for city construction, but no one was willing to invest.

In 1999, "King of Comedy" only grossed 30 million at the box office. Everyone thought Teddy Chan was crazy to invest 70 million in a movie.

After two years of persistence, they still couldn't find investors; instead, everyone avoided them like the plague.

Peter Chan, having given up hope, still advised his old friend, "If you invest 68 million in a movie, you need at least 200 million in box office revenue to break even. In mainland China, even Zhang Yimou's highest-grossing film only barely surpassed 100 million."

They finally found a Singaporean investor, but the investor quickly withdrew.

The city couldn't be built anymore, and the movie couldn't be filmed.

In 2002, Chen Desen met Zeng Xianji of UFj Bank. Zeng thought the script was good, and although he felt the risks were high, he still invested.

Little did anyone know that Mr. Zeng would lose a lot of money due to the stock market crash and be swindled out of his entire fortune. Unable to bear the blow, he committed suicide.

With his investment funds being pursued by creditors, Chen Desen had no choice but to find other ways to attract investment.

Back then, Chunqiu Film & Television hadn't changed its name; it was still called Jingxing Film & Television. Director Chen, desperate for investment, approached Zhang Min, but she refused.

Nobody is willing to invest; spending a fortune to build a city is a foolish thing to do.

Director Chen decided to use the existing funds to build Central City first, and then attract investment, which should be much easier.

Thanks to his efforts, Central City was finally completed in early 03.

When you're down on your luck, even drinking cold water can cause problems.

Soon after, SARS broke out, and to make matters worse, the place of origin was right across from their field.

As a result, the crew evacuated and production was forced to stop.

By the time filming could begin, the actors were already past their scheduled dates, the wooden cabins that had been built were rotting and decaying, and a large amount of repair costs were needed.

Undeterred, Director Chen continued to seek investment, regrouped, and was determined to make the film.

Overcoming difficulties, solving problems, and starting afresh with renewed vigor. Implicated by Boss Zeng, Director Chen is sued and his debts explode.

Good fortune never comes in pairs, but misfortunes never come singly.

When something unfortunate happens, it may just be the beginning.

His mother suddenly fell seriously ill, his sister was diagnosed with cancer, and he was subsequently involved in a car accident.

Director Chen could no longer withstand the blow, his depression relapsed, and the film crew disbanded as a result.

There are many unlucky dramas in history, but this one deserves the title of the most unlucky.

"The year after next is 2009. Other companies are preparing related films to celebrate the 60th anniversary. We just took over Golden Harvest, so we need to be more proactive and do a better job. This time, it wasn't Teddy Chen who approached me, but me who approached him." Zhang Min replied seriously. Liu Jing vaguely heard his aunt talking to someone on the other end.

"Then why did you reject him back then?" Liu Jing asked curiously.

“Peter Chan is right. Without 200 million in box office revenue, they won't break even. Only a fool would do something that knows it will lose money. Besides, do you even know who he was going to invite? I saw the list, and I've already sentenced him to death.” Zhang Min sighed repeatedly, and before Liu Jing could ask, she began listing names one by one, “Leslie Cheung, Anita Mui, Andy Lau, Stephen Chow, Leon Lai, Aaron Kwok, Chow Yun-fat, Tony Leung, Tony Leung Ka-fai, Michelle Reis, Eric Tsang…”

Liu Jing remained silent for a long time, shocked by the list. "There's an unspoken rule in Hong Kong and Taiwan circles: kings don't meet. He's trying to stir up a 'war of eight kings'."

Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui are no longer with us, Stephen Chow has transitioned to behind-the-scenes work, Chow Yun-fat has moved overseas, and Michelle Reis is currently in a hot romance with her wealthy boyfriend…

This drama is truly fraught with misfortune; every aspect of it carries an ominous sign.

“If we were to film it now, we would definitely have to completely change the cast; it’s impossible to invite them back. Besides, after these past few years, Teddy Chan is different from before. The time is right, the location is favorable, and the people are on my side; we can film ‘Bodyguards and Assassins’ now,” Zhang Min said proudly.

"How so?" Liu Jing chuckled. Min Zong was becoming more and more insightful, and her vision was far beyond what it had been a few years ago.

People change; they see different scenery depending on their position.

Zhang Min, who lost money in everything she tried back then, is now a powerful businesswoman and a legend.

"The timing is perfect, of course, the 60th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. This is the best time to release a film. We acquired Golden Harvest and rose to the top, becoming a role model in the industry. Many people are waiting to see what we do, so let's go big. While others are preparing one film, we'll prepare two or three. As for flattery, we're good at it too, and when we do it, no one can do it as well as us," Zhang Min said with a smile.

"And what about the location?"

“Location advantage. We’re building the Spring and Autumn Film City, aren’t we? They’ve set aside a piece of land over there. We have the manpower and the land. Building a central ring road won’t cost much at all. Maybe it’ll even become a tourist attraction when the film is released.” Zhang Min had already planned this out.

"Sister, you've got a good plan." Liu Jing was very pleased.

"As for personnel, we have all kinds of people now. As for the actors' salaries, we're using the guise of a tribute, so how can they dare to ask for high salaries? Whoever asks for the highest salary, we won't take them. There are always some people who want this prestige and will join us in this tribute. So we can save a lot on salaries." Zhang Min also knows how to leverage power, and she does so in a way that makes it seem natural, and the others are happy to oblige.

"How much is the expected investment?" Liu Jing asked the most crucial question.

“One hundred million. I didn’t expect this film to make money, and it would be best if it didn’t. This is a tribute film; everyone voluntarily lowered their salaries to make a good result. It wouldn’t be right if we made a fortune in the end. If we wanted to do the same thing again, people wouldn’t be interested. Of course, we can’t lose money either, otherwise our peers will laugh at us, and Golden Harvest’s stock will plummet.” After explaining, Zhang Min changed the subject, “Not making money at the box office doesn’t mean we won’t make money. The film was made under the Golden Harvest name, and Spring & Autumn handled the costumes, props, and distribution. We just need to make money in those areas.”

"Was it Sister Li's idea?" Liu Jing sighed.

Sister Li likes to get a bargain, especially in the long run.

If you can only make a profit once, then make it as big as you can, and run away as soon as you've made your profit.

If we can always make money off others, then everyone benefits, and we can all keep making money together.

"The three of us discussed it and decided that the two companies would operate separately. From now on, Golden Harvest will mainly produce films and distribute them overseas. Spring & Autumn will be responsible for producing TV series, providing costumes, props, and sets, film and television investment, and distribution in mainland China."

"You guys handle it." Liu Jing said indifferently, but he was a little puzzled. "This has nothing to do with me, so there's no need to call me specifically to explain this, is there?"

"Ahem, Chen Desen hopes that the Four Heavenly Kings will perform together, and the Four Dan and Two Bing will compete. Sister Li has agreed and will entrust this task to you." Zhang Min suppressed a laugh. This mother and daughter are really interesting. You give me something to do, and I'll give you something to do in return.

"Are they crazy?" Liu Jing raised his voice eight octaves, and many people looked over. Who had offended this young master again?

If he were to invite Zhao Yanzi, Zhang Min would be the first to disagree.

If he invites Li Bingbing, the other Bingbing will definitely use her special skills.

Zhou Xun felt cheated by the production team when it came to casting Xiaolongnu in "The Return of the Condor Heroes." She had a lot of grievances against the Spring and Autumn Period and refused to act in any more dramas featuring the Spring and Autumn Period, Huaxia Vision, or the bearded man.

Zhang Ziyi is doing very well in Hollywood, busy being a judge and a guest, so she wouldn't care about any tribute dramas.

All things considered, only Lao Xu is easy to deal with.

Ever since he contacted Xu Jinglei and landed the role of Liansheng, the talented Xu has frequently contacted him and invited him to dinner on several occasions.

If the "Four Dan and Two Bing" actresses are in such a predicament, then the "Four Heavenly Kings" are in even more trouble.

"There's one more thing. Mr. Wu from Orange Sky approached Sister Li, wanting to buy Meiya's shell company. Sister Li passed this on to Chunqiu, specifically assigning you to be in charge, with others assisting." Zhang Min laughed, finished explaining the matter, and hung up the phone directly, not giving Liu Jing a chance to complain or object.

"Sigh! Petty-minded. I'm not idle either. This is definitely revenge," Liu Jing muttered.

"Young man, you have quite a loud voice, I almost fell over." Wei Zongwan, wearing a green military overcoat, was not far from Liu Jing. He only spoke up to tease him after seeing Liu Jing hang up the phone.

"Grandpa, what brings you here?" Liu Jing walked over.

Wei Zongwan plays Lord Chen, and the other two officials are also veteran actors. Wang Kuirong plays Lord Jiang, and Gu Baoming plays Lord Di.

The scenes featuring the three adults were not filmed until a few days later.

So Liu Jing was quite surprised to see Wei Zongwan here.

"A friend recommended me to the director, but the director didn't know who I was. I came to the set early to check it out and make an appearance, just in case I get cut someday," the old man said with a chuckle.

"Haha, I really don't know Wei Zongwan, but I know Sima Yi and Gao Qiu," Peter Chan laughed.

"Grandpa, there aren't any scenes of you riding a horse in this show. You're mostly sitting, and it's even more comfortable than Zhuge Liang's wheelchair." Liu Jing chuckled. The old man loved to joke, and he had made quite a few laughs when filming "Three Kingdoms."

He and Tang Guoqiang received the same pay, 250.

He often rode horses under the scorching sun, while Zhuge Liang always appeared in a wheelchair. He once complained to Director Wang, "This is unfair. Why does he have to ride a horse while I, an old man, have to sit in a wheelchair?"

Director Wang is very good at comforting people, which shows that you are even more capable, both in literature and martial arts.

The old man actually admitted that Sima Yi had a 58% chance of winning battles, while Zhuge Liang only had a 42% chance. Sima Yi was indeed smarter and more capable than Zhuge Liang.

"Who are you?" The old man sized up Liu Jing. No matter how popular the young actor was, he had no concept of him.

I was just teasing Liu Jing because his voice was so loud that it woke up many people who were taking a nap.

“We’ve known each other for a long time. Fifteen years ago, I often went to the film set. You used to tease me and even flick my forehead,” Liu Jing reminded him.

Wei Zongwan suddenly realized, "I know, you are that little old boy A Dou."

"Little old child?" Peter Chan was puzzled. What kind of term was that? He had heard of "old child" before, but never "little old child".

“He’s only three or four years old, but he acts like a little adult. That’s the nickname we old guys gave him,” Wei Zongwan explained, then looked at Liu Jing with ill intent, and changed the subject, “I don’t think I’m flicking your forehead, but rather your little bird.”

"Hahahaha..." The onlookers burst into laughter.

"Grandpa, you should use a slingshot," Ye Weimin suggested.

"Why didn't anyone take pictures at the time?" Andy Lau said regretfully.

"Haha, back when we were filming, he took off his clothes completely naked, and I wanted to do that too," Li Lianjie laughed.

"It's not too late now," Peter Chan chuckled.

Liu Jing's face darkened. "You're a director, why are you joining in this commotion?"

He pulled Peter Chan aside, saying, "Director, you're really bored. Don't you know what time it is? Instead of laughing like this, why don't you tell me about the scenes for this afternoon?"

Peter Chan shook his head; the young master was losing face.

There were two scenes in the afternoon, and Peter Chan didn't dare to take it lightly. He composed himself, carefully explained the scene, and finally emphasized, "Liu Jing, in today's first scene, you have to take the enemy general's head amidst a sea of ​​soldiers. I will have everyone cooperate. In this scene, you must show the wildness of a wolf and the ruthlessness of an assassin. At the end, when you are holding the enemy general's head, in addition to excitement and pride, you also have to show some innocence and naivety."

"Just me? I don't need to cooperate with the two of them?" Liu Jing asked.

“Their shots are already done. This is your one-man show. Don’t worry about them. Just focus on your expressions.” Peter Chan was still worried, after all, the script for this play only had two lines and there was no detailed script.

But this scene is very important, the key to victory or defeat. Peter Chan hopes that through this scene, the audience can better understand Jiang Wuyang.

"Just you wait and see," Liu Jing said confidently, even somewhat excited.

Without incompetent teammates, without needing to coordinate, he could walk hand-to-hand amidst a vast army, dreaming of the battlefields of two thousand years ago.

There are no such opportunities in today's society, but experiencing it during filming seems like a good idea.

"Okay, all departments get ready..." Peter Chan shouted, holding the script.

"You old rogue, you just wait and see how I take your head." Liu Jing muttered to himself. He visualized the enemy general, and with a specific target in mind, his passion intensified.

He'd been subjected to a lot of sarcasm from that old rogue over the past three days, and he'd written it all down in his notebook.

However, the eldest sister is really nice. She is not very tall, even shorter than Yang Mi.

While her looks may not be outstanding, her demeanor and background certainly add to her appeal.

The younger sister was more attractive than the older sister, but the older sister was more captivating, making Liu Jing's heart itch with desire.

"Fire prevention, theft prevention, and bodyguard prevention. From now on, arrange female bodyguards for Xixi and Yuanyuan. Speaking of which, the number of people needing protection will increase in the future. Should I start a security company? It seems that before establishing a dance troupe and opera troupe, I should first assemble a team of smart and capable female bodyguards. Hmm, this is necessary..."

“Action…”

The director gave the order, the sound was somewhat distant, and the protagonist was still lost in thought.

"Cut! Jiang Wuyang, what's wrong with you? Have you gone mad?" Peter Chan shouted.

"Sorry, the sun is too warm," Liu Jing replied, not wanting to say that his older sister was too outstanding.

"You have one minute to make adjustments quickly." The director glanced at the sun; it was quite warm, but that wasn't a reason to complain.

“Action…”

"Props? What's going on? These two short knives are real. Do you want me to actually end up in the police station?" Liu Jing shouted. He kicked a piece of wood, and the short knife slashed through it. The wood fell to the ground, already cut in two.

Cheng Xiaodong was sweating profusely and roared, "Props, do you think the crew is too easy to handle? Damn it, if he kills someone, none of us will escape. What did I tell you? Use fake props for long shots, only use real ones for close-ups. Are you deaf, blind, or have you lost your minds?"

Others may not know how formidable Liu Jing and Li Lianjie are, but he, as the action choreographer, knows it very well.

In Liu Jing's hands, these two short knives would definitely be murder weapons; if not handled properly, they could lead to a safety accident.

"It was the action director who instructed us," the props assistant explained quietly, head bowed.

"The director doesn't understand anything, do you not understand anything either?" Cheng Xiaodong retorted angrily.

Peter Chan heard it clearly, and his already dark face darkened even more.

"The director said we needed to portray Jiang Wuyang's ruthlessness," the prop master explained weakly.

"The director told you to go eat shit, why didn't you go? Am I the action director, or is the director the action director?" Cheng Xiaodong kicked the prop master, scaring him away.

"Props, change the knife." Peter Chan gritted his teeth.

He secretly vowed to strike, he absolutely had to strike, otherwise the filming couldn't continue.

Action director? What a load of rubbish! Why would they invite him?

What a piece of crap "Curse of the Golden Flower" was, it was just so-so.

The prop master is in a tough spot, caught between the director and the action choreographer. This isn't the first time this has happened; it happens several times a day.

Peter Chan is no ordinary director, and Ching Siu-tung is no ordinary action choreographer.

He's collaborated with Tsui Hark on films like *Zu: Warriors from the Magic Mountain*, *Peking Opera Blues*, *A Chinese Ghost Story*, *Swordsman II*, and *New Dragon Gate Inn*; with Stephen Chow on films like *Justice, My Foot!*, *Royal Tramp II*, *Shaolin Soccer*, *The Mad Monk*, and *A Chinese Odyssey*; with John Woo on *A Better Tomorrow II*; and with Zhang Yimou on films like *Hero*, *House of Flying Daggers*, and *Curse of the Golden Flower*...

Besides these films, he also served as the action choreographer for the Felix Wong and Barbara Yung version of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

With such a formidable action choreographer, would the prop master dare to disobey?

Liu Jingcai ignored all of that, holding the fake knife in his hand, quite satisfied.

This thing looks real, but it's just plastic. It wouldn't even be able to kill a chicken, let alone a person.

“Action…”

Just as Liu Jing was about to rush out, the director suddenly spoke up, "Xiao Dong, aren't you going to design some action sequences for Liu Jing?"

"No rush!" Cheng Xiaodong replied lazily.

This scene has no dialogue, only actions.

Cheng Xiaodong wanted to see Liu Jing's performance before designing the action sequences, and this kind of scene was never completed in one take.

This was originally agreed upon, but the director saw that the action choreographer was too relaxed and wanted to find something for him to do.

"Is there anything else?" Liu Jing asked, twirling his short sword in his hand, his expression showing some impatience.

He needed to finish filming quickly so he could go back to the hotel to see Gao Yuanyuan. Not for any romantic encounters, but because he genuinely had something to do.

The director and the action choreographer exchanged a glance and shook their heads in unison. This young master had a bad temper; they were afraid the short sword would turn into a dart.

"All departments, get ready..." Liu Jing shouted, taking over the reins to prevent the director and action choreographer from arguing and wasting everyone's time.

Each department looked at the director, who shrugged and said, "That's it. Anyway, after filming the Battle of Shucheng, I'm quitting. Anyone who works with these troublemakers again is a coward."

Liu Jing planned to direct and act in this scene himself. He shouted "Action..." and dashed out.

Looking at the many soldiers in front of him, he felt his blood boil and his face was full of fervor.

He kicked one soldier in the chest and slashed another soldier across the neck with a knife, his movements fluid and practiced, one slash after another.

The camera followed him, and the cameraman was panting and couldn't keep up.

Even though the extras knew that Liu Jing was holding a fake knife, they were all too frightened to step forward and retreated one after another.

Wherever Liu Jing goes, a three-meter-wide open space forms in front of him.

"I finally understand why they don't allow real weapons. If they gave him a real knife, it would take at least a hundred men to stop him," Peter Chan murmured, his expression invigorated as he thought of certain bloody scenes.

This is no assassin; he is clearly a fierce general charging into battle.

In Liu Jing, he vaguely saw what a battlefield truly was.

"Get them on, get them on..." The director couldn't sit still any longer. He was excited and stood off-screen, jumping up and down repeatedly.

"I think I really can't beat him," Li Lianjie murmured.

"Photographer, follow them! Soldiers, surround them quickly!" Cheng Xiaodong shouted.

At this moment, the director and action choreographer finally reached an agreement.

The extras bit their teeth, but instead took a few steps back.

"Damn it, if anyone dares to back down, I... I'll blow their little bird out..." Cheng Xiaodong cursed.

A short knife flew through the air and stuck in the ground between his legs.

What if it were a little higher? The action director shuddered and immediately shouted, "Cut..."

Why didn't it go up a bit? The director shook his head, grabbed a megaphone, and shouted, "Continue..."

(End of this chapter)