I, the number one master of metaphysics, have achieved legendary status in the entertainment industr

Lu Fan replied calmly, "Oh, really?"

In Lu Fan's view, Xu Haotian was actually just insecure, and the constant torment he caused was like a clown jumping around.

Everyone present noticed Xu Haotian's constant harassment.

Everyone knows who has the better acting skills.

Lu Fan, looking completely submissive, returned to his previous position and, following Xu Haotian's instructions, began to act out the scene again.

Ding Xingyou stared at the monitor, nodded, and then solemnly shouted, "Okay, do it this way. All departments, get ready. One more take."

The clapperboard fell again.

Lu Fan leaned back in his chair, rested his left hand on the armrest, and tapped the armrest lightly twice with his right fingers.

"You think you've won?" His tone was even softer than before, but every word was like a hook. "You just haven't seen the price yet."

This time, he kept his eyes on Xu Haotian while he spoke.

Xu Haotian continued, "The price? The price I paid was already..."

Xu Haotian stopped again.

"Cut!" Ding Xingyou's voice was laced with suppressed anger. "Xu Haotian, the lyrics!"

Xu Haotian took a deep breath and turned to the director: "Director, I still feel something's not right. The detail of Teacher Lu tapping his fingers just now was too deliberate. At this point, the villain should be internally turmoil but outwardly calm. Such a small gesture as tapping his fingers makes him seem guilty."

Lu Fan was still sitting in the chair when he heard this, and his fingers stopped on the armrest.

Ding Xingyou walked over: "Xu Haotian, Lu Fan's performance was flawless. A couple of taps of his fingers and you're already losing your line?"

"It's not that we can't catch it, it's that the atmosphere is wrong." Xu Haotian insisted, "Director, our scene is all about nostalgia, so every detail has to stand up to scrutiny."

"Teacher Lu's performance, on its own, was fine, but it didn't resonate with my emotions. He was too... too composed, so composed that all my questions felt like hitting cotton."

Lu Fan stood up from the chair.

He walked up to Xu Haotian, and the two were only a step apart.

"Teacher Xu," Lu Fan's voice wasn't loud, but everyone in the classroom could hear him clearly, "what kind of state do you think is appropriate? Is it anger? Is it mania? Or should there be physical actions?"

Xu Haotian paused for a moment after being asked the question before saying, "At least you shouldn't be so calm. You've been planning this role for so long, and now you're being questioned to your face, how can you not have any emotional fluctuations?"

"So Ms. Xu felt that I should express my emotions."

"At the very least, you should let the audience see that you are not at peace with yourself."

Lu Fan nodded, turned around and walked back to the chair, but didn't sit down. He stood with his back to Xu Haotian for three seconds, then suddenly turned around.

It was the same face, expressionless, but the look in his eyes had changed.

Beneath that calm exterior lay an extreme madness in his eyes, as if they were about to burst into flames.

Lu Fan's lips trembled, not from fear, but from an uncontrollable physiological reaction after being suppressed to the extreme.

"You think you've won?" Lu Fan said, even smiling slightly, a smile that sent chills down one's spine. "You just haven't seen the price yet."

The classroom was completely silent; everyone was staring at Lu Fan, stunned by his performance.

Those who were close by even shivered, as if they were personally facing a madman.

Behind the monitor, Ding Xingyou's breathing paused for a moment.

"That's great!" Ding Xingyou exclaimed excitedly. "Lu Fan, you truly understand the essence of this character. No matter what kind of outward expression you make, you can perfectly convey the character's emotions."

Ding Xingyou was extremely satisfied; no matter what Xu Haotian asked for, Lu Fan could perform it.

That's what makes a good actor.

"One more time!" Ding Xingyou shouted.

Lu Fan performed the same routine again.

Xu Haotian opened his mouth.

He was supposed to respond, but Lu Fan's eyes were fixed on him like two cold knives pressed against his throat. His mind went blank for a moment.

"The price..." he managed to squeeze out two words, his voice dry, "The price I paid..."

This time, he wasn't deliberately trying to make things difficult for Lu Fan; he was simply completely stunned by Lu Fan's performance and couldn't keep up with the flow.

"Cut!" Ding Xingyou slammed the walkie-talkie on the table.

She strode into the classroom, glanced at Lu Fan first, then turned to Xu Haotian: "What's wrong this time?"

Xu Haotian's Adam's apple bobbed. He glanced around; everyone's attention was on them.

Xu Haotian's face darkened, and he roared at Lu Fan, "Teacher Lu, do you really want to play the male lead? Do you really want to steal the spotlight from the male lead?"

My character requires a back-and-forth confrontation. If you suddenly raise the emotions to such a high level, my subsequent responses will seem forced, and the whole play will lose its balance.

"Xu Haotian!" Ding Xingyou, unable to contain his anger any longer, roared, "Don't push your luck! I don't care how you acted with other directors, but with me, there's no such thing as giving up your role. You can act if you want, or I'll replace you immediately if you don't!"

Lu Fan didn't say anything. He walked to the side, took the water glass from his assistant, and slowly took a sip.

Xu Haotian's expression was somewhat unpleasant, but he dared not challenge Ding Xingyou.

Not to mention that Ding Xingyou's first film after graduation was well received, his powerful connections are something an actor like him can't afford to mess with.

Xu Haotian can act recklessly, but he dares not go too far.

Seeing Ding Xingyou's anger, he could only feign a bitter smile and say, "Director Ding, how about letting Teacher Lu take 30%? Leave me some room, that way the confrontation will have more depth."

Ding Xingyou didn't answer, but turned to look at Lu Fan: "Lu Fan, what do you say?"

Lu Fan handed the water cup to his assistant and walked back to the center of the classroom.

"Let's do it the way Teacher Xu says, I'm fine with anything." He said, his tone devoid of emotion. "A confrontation does need to be layered. But I want to confirm, Teacher Xu wants me to tone down 30% of my emotions, right?"

"Yes, take 30%, don't overcharge."

"Okay." Lu Fan nodded, then looked at Ding Xingyou, "Director, shall we do another take like Teacher Xu suggested?"

Ding Xingyou stared at Lu Fan for a while, making sure Lu Fan was telling the truth, before turning around and walking out: "All departments, get ready, let's go again."

The clapperboard fell for the Nth time.

Lu Fan sat in the chair, his hands on his knees, his back ramrod straight. He looked at Xu Haotian, but beneath his calm eyes, a turbulent undercurrent was stirring.

"You think you've won?" He spoke more slowly than before. "You just haven't seen the price yet."

"Absolutely perfect," Ding Xingyou exclaimed. "Such control and nuanced performance; her acting is comparable to that of a veteran actor!"

The camera cuts to Xu Haotian.

At this moment, Xu Haotian forgot his original intention, which was to deliberately teach Lu Fan a lesson.

Because he felt a sense of oppression from Lu Fan, a complete crushing of his acting skills.

Lu Fan's gaze was so earnest.

It was as if he were facing a real psychopath.

Xu Haotian took a deep breath and said, "The price? The price I paid was already..."

This time, he finally finished matching the words.

Ding Xingyou frowned deeply as he looked at Xu Haotian's camera.

His emotions were completely off; the male lead seemed utterly insecure in front of the villain.

Ding Xingyou suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "That's enough filming for today. We'll continue filming this take tomorrow. That's a wrap!"

After a long day of travel, Lu Fan was exhausted. He returned to the hotel, washed up, and then lay down on the bed to read.

Some of the books in his hands had yellowed pages.

After an unknown amount of time, Ding Xingyou suddenly called.

"Lu Fan, quickly check the group chat."

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