On the first day of filming for "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", the first scene was a major one.

Yang Kang first met Mu Nianci at a martial arts contest to choose a husband.

At five o'clock in the morning, Chen Mo was woken up by his alarm clock.

I washed up, ate breakfast, and arrived at the dressing room at six o'clock sharp.

Today's scene requires a complete makeup and costume.

The makeup artist put a hood on Chen Mo and dressed him in Yang Kang's iconic brocade robe.

A moon-white base with gold thread embroidered cloud patterns, a jade belt around the waist, and black boots on the feet.

Finally, a touch of cinnabar was placed between the eyebrows, a symbol of the Jin dynasty nobility.

"alright."

The makeup artist took a step back, looked at Chen Mo in the mirror, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Teacher Chen, your look... is absolutely stunning."

The person in the mirror had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and a face as handsome as jade.

His brocade robe accentuated his tall and imposing figure, exuding an air of nobility, yet his eyes held a hint of arrogance.

It was Yang Kang, who was of noble birth and had inner conflicts.

Chen Mo stood up and stretched.

The costume was a bit heavy, but the "fitness enthusiast" label still made him stand tall and straight.

He arrived at the film set at 7:30.

This scene was filmed in the ancient street of Hengdian World Studios, and a martial arts contest stage for choosing a husband had already been set up on site.

Red ribbons were hung high, gongs and drums were set up, and the extras, dressed in ancient costumes, gathered around the arena in a lively atmosphere.

Director Jiang Jiajun was discussing camera positions with the cinematographer when he saw Chen Mo and waved.

"Chen Mo, come here."

Chen Mo walked over.

"This scene is very important."

Jiang Jiajun held the storyboard: "Yang Kang's first meeting with Mu Nianci was the beginning of their love at first sight."

However, Yang Kang's identity and personality determined that he expressed his feelings in a very special way.

It wasn't gentleness; it was an aggressive appreciation.

He paused, looking at Chen Mo: "You need to portray that domineering aura, but not too much; you must maintain the dignity of a noble young master. Understand?"

"clear."

"Okay, you go and practice your positioning first."

Chen Mo stepped onto the ring and walked around the position several times as instructed by the director.

Her movements were natural and fluid, and her brocade robe swayed gently with each step, exuding an air of nobility.

"good."

Jiang Jiajun nodded behind the monitor, "That's the feeling."

At eight o'clock, Meng Ziyi also arrived.

When she saw Chen Mo, her eyes lit up, but then she blushed.

Chen Mo's appearance today made Meng Ziyi's heart race; he was so handsome.

"Are you ready?"

Jiang Jiajun asked the two men.

"alright."

Chen Mo and Meng Ziyi nodded at the same time.

"Alright, all departments, get ready!"

Jiang Jiajun picked up the walkie-talkie, "Scene 1, Scene 1 of 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes,' the martial arts contest for marriage, begin!"

The stage manager claps the clapperboard.

The sound of gongs and drums filled the air, and the extras cheered and applauded.

On the fighting stage, Mu Nianci, played by Meng Ziyi, is sparring with a martial arts master.

Her movements were clean and efficient; although she was a woman, her moves were powerful, and she knocked the martial artist off the stage in just a few moves.

"good!"

"Miss Mu is amazing!"

Cheers erupted from the audience.

At this moment, Yang Kang, played by Chen Mo, slowly walked into the crowd, surrounded by several attendants.

He didn't speak, but just stood below the stage, looking up at Mu Nianci on the ring.

Eye contact is key.

Chen Mo's equipment has the "Eyes Full of Expression" attribute.

His gaze fell on Mu Nianci, scrutinizing her as if examining a fine piece of porcelain.

Then, a hint of amazement flashed in her eyes.

It's not naked desire, but appreciation imbued with aristocratic aesthetics.

Behind the monitor, Jiang Jiajun held his breath.

That look in your eyes, it's perfect.

On the stage, Meng Ziyi felt that gaze.

According to the script, Mu Nianci should be displeased with Yang Kang's gaze and glare back.

But at this moment, Meng Ziyi felt flustered and confused by Chen Mo's gaze.

That wasn't acting.

She really felt that Chen Mo was looking at her, and that look in his eyes... was so expressive.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and her gaze towards Chen Mo held a hint of shyness.

"Card!"

Jiang Jiajun called a halt.

Meng Ziyi felt a pang of anxiety, thinking he had messed up his performance.

But Jiang Jiajun stood up, a smile on his face:

"Ziyi, that reaction was excellent! Mu Nianci's first impression of Yang Kang shouldn't be pure disgust, but rather a mix of annoyance and embarrassment. Your acting was very natural!"

Meng Ziyi was stunned.

That was her genuine reaction just now.

But she didn't explain, she just nodded:

"Thank you, director."

"Okay, continue."

Jiang Jiajun sat down. "Next shot, Yang Kang comes on stage."

The script supervisor struck the clapperboard again.

Chen Mo leaped into the air and landed lightly on the arena.

The leap was graceful, the brocade robe fluttering, and the landing was silent.

"Impressive lightness skill!"

The extras in the audience gave timely praise.

Chen Mo stood in front of Meng Ziyi, the two of them very close.

"You're quite skilled, young lady."

He spoke, his voice clear and cheerful, tinged with a smile, "May I ask your name?"

According to the script, Mu Nianci should say with a cold face:

"What's it to you?"

But when Meng Ziyi looked at Chen Mo before him, he was dressed in brocade robes and a jade belt, with handsome features, a smile playing on his lips, and deep, unfathomable eyes…

Her face turned redder.

"What does it have to do with you?"

She recited her lines, but her voice trembled slightly, her eyes darted around, and she dared not look directly at Chen Mo.

Jiang Jiajun nodded repeatedly as he watched from behind the monitor.

This chemical reaction is fantastic.

The tension between the two is natural and genuine.

"Card!"

Jiang Jiajun called for a stop again, "That's a good take!"

He stood up and walked up to the two of them: "Meng Ziyi, you were in particularly good form just now."

Although Mu Nianci has a cold personality, she is still a young girl, and it's normal for her to be a little shy in front of a noble young master like Yang Kang. You handled it very well.

Meng Ziyi lowered his head, his ears turning red.

She knew that she wasn't "good at handling it," but was genuinely shy.

Chen Mo is so handsome, that look in his eyes, that smile, that aura...

She almost forgot she was acting.

"Chen Mo, you're good too."

Jiang Jiajun turned to Chen Mo, "You portrayed Yang Kang's arrogance and romantic nature very well. Especially the way you looked at Mu Nianci, it was very nuanced."

"Thank you, director."

"Okay, ten-minute break, then we'll shoot the next scene."

During the break, Meng Ziyi hid to one side and used a small fan to blow on himself.

Li Yitong walked over and joked with a smile:

"Ziyi, why is your face so red? Are you stunned by Chen Mo's handsomeness?"

Meng Ziyi shyly pouted and acted coquettishly:

"Sister Yitong~"

Li Yitong sat down beside her and lowered her voice.

"Chen Mo looks really handsome today. I was stunned when I saw him from downstairs."

Meng Ziyi didn't say anything, but he thought so too.

On the other side, Chen Mo was discussing action scenes with Director Wu.

"You need to be careful during the fight scene later."

Instructor Wu gestured, "Yang Kang's martial arts are superior to Mu Nianci's, but he cannot win too easily."

"The game should be exciting, with back-and-forth exchanges, and then you can easily win in the end."

"clear."

"I've designed all the moves, remember them carefully."

Coach Wu said, "Especially the last move, the 'grappling technique,' requires speed, accuracy, stability, and elegance."

"it is good."

Filming resumed ten minutes later.

This is a fight scene.

Yang Kang and Mu Nianci faced off on the ring.

Chen Mo's movements were graceful and elegant, his brocade robes fluttering like flowing clouds and water.

As planned, after exchanging more than a dozen moves, Chen Mo seized an opening, flipped his wrist, and grabbed Meng Ziyi's wrist.

It happened with lightning speed.

Before Meng Ziyi could react, Chen Mo had already grabbed her hand.

His hand was steady, with just the right amount of force, enough to keep her from breaking free without hurting her.

"Miss, you're too kind."

Chen Mo looked down at her, a smile playing on his lips.

From this angle, Meng Ziyi could clearly see his long eyelashes and straight nose.

"You...you let go!"

She recited her lines, but her voice was soft and lacked any intimidation.

"Card!"

Jiang Jiajun called a halt, "Very good! That take is perfect!"

He walked over, looked at their hands still clasped together, and smiled:

"What? Still reluctant to let go?"

Chen Mo then released his grip.

Meng Ziyi blushed and quickly took a step back.

"Today's filming went very smoothly."

Jiang Jiajun said with satisfaction, "The chemistry between the two of you is especially good. Keep it up, and you should be fine for the rest of the filming."

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