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Li Gang was overjoyed and was about to kowtow again, but Lu Fan stopped him with a look.

Lu Fan had the old man sit down in a chair, took out a blank yellow talisman, and quickly drew a "Soul-Soothing and Spirit-Calming Talisman" with a vermilion pen.

In an instant, Fu Cheng lightly touched the old man's brow, chest, and dantian three times with his fingertips, and uttered a low shout: "Freeze!"

The old man's body trembled, the unfocused light in his eyes slightly brightened, and his incoherent babbling stopped.

Lu Fan folded the talisman into a triangle and handed it to Li Gang: "Place it close to his chest and keep it with you for three days. When you get back, find some cinnabar, mix it with realgar powder, and sprinkle a thin layer on the threshold and window cracks of his bedroom. Make sure he gets plenty of sunshine these two days and avoids places with heavy yin energy. Make sure he eats a light diet and goes to bed early at night."

Li Gang accepted the talisman with both hands, as if it were a royal decree, nodding repeatedly: "I've memorized it! I've memorized it all! Thank you, Teacher Lu! Thank you!"

"Remember what you said." Lu Fan looked at him. "Keep your life safe and take good care of your father. I'll contact you when I need you."

"Yes! Yes! I'll be there whenever you call!" Li Gang helped his father, whose eyes had cleared somewhat, and left, thanking him profusely.

After leaving Lukang, Lu Fan continued filming.

Ding Xingyou sat behind the monitor, his expression grim. In the previous scene, Xu Haotian's performance was still superficial; his emotions were completely off.

During the break, Xu Haotian walked over with a water glass, a smile on his face: "Director Ding, I think that last take could have been done a little better..."

"Teacher Xu," Ding Xingyou interrupted him without looking up, flipping through the storyboard in his hand, "Regarding the acting, we'll follow the script and the requirements of the rehearsals. I hope we don't bring online comments onto the set."

Xu Haotian's smile froze for a moment: "Director Ding, what you're saying... those messy things online, I really didn't do them. I'm a victim too, I can't control my fans' behavior."

Ding Xingyou finally raised his head, glanced at him, and said with a cold look in his eyes: "A good performance is more important than anything else."

Xu Haotian was speechless, his face turning red and white in turns, and he walked away awkwardly.

"Alright, let's move on to the next scene. This is a major one, everyone, do your best on set!"

Lu Fan got up and walked over. In this scene, before the villain played by Lu Fan went completely insane, he had a fierce physical conflict and verbal confrontation with the male lead played by Xu Haotian.

As soon as Action was called, the two quickly got into character.

The emotions build layer by layer, and the dialogue clashes fiercely.

At the crucial moment, according to the script, Lu Fan should grab Xu Haotian by the collar, slam him against the wall, and angrily question him.

Lu Fan reached out his hand.

But just as his fingertips were about to touch Xu Haotian's collar, he subtly changed the angle of his wrist, turning a grab into a push, without reducing the force at all; in fact, it carried an even stronger and more solid force!

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

Xu Haotian crashed solidly into the brick wall backdrop that had been set up behind him with protective measures.

Although it didn't hurt, the impact and the almost tangible, icy ferocity that erupted in Lu Fan's eyes made his heart clench, his lines from the script stuck in his throat, and he was completely stunned.

The camera zooms in, Lu Fan's face half-lit and half-shadowed in the dim light. He stares at Xu Haotian, uttering his next line in a low voice that cuts like a knife to the eardrums:

"That's all there is to it!"

That look, that tone, completely went beyond the "anger" required by the script; it was something deeper, something that chilled you to the bone.

Xu Haotian was completely overwhelmed, instinctively feeling fear. He opened his mouth but no sound came out.

"Cut!" Ding Xingyou called out, his eyes shining with an astonishing light. "Great! That emotion was spot on! That's a wrap!"

Lu Fan immediately released his grip, took a step back, and the ferocity in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by calm, as if the person from before was not him.

Xu Haotian finally came to his senses, a cold sweat breaking out on his back. He touched his chest, where he had been shoved, both shocked and furious, and looked at Lu Fan: "You...you just now..."

Lu Fan was adjusting his cuffs when he heard this. He looked up and said calmly, "Teacher Xu, I'm sorry, I got too into character just now and didn't control my strength well. Are you alright?"

His apology sounded completely insincere.

Xu Haotian felt a surge of anger burning in his chest, making his face turn red.

He stared intently at Lu Fan, wanting to lash out, but with everyone watching and the other party using "being too immersed in the role" as an excuse, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Finally, he could only manage to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth: "It's nothing!"

He turned and walked away, but his fingers were clenched tightly at his side.

The others on set exchanged glances, but no one spoke, and the atmosphere became noticeably awkward.

Ding Xingyou watched the replay of the video on the monitor, and Lu Fan's gaze still made her shudder. She looked up at Lu Fan, who had already walked to the side and was quietly drinking water.

Is this person really just "getting into character"?

After finishing work, Lu Fan had just returned to his hotel room when he received a message from Xing You: "Come to my room for a moment, something's up."

He put his things down, washed his face, and went next door.

Lu Fanwei was taken aback when Ding Xingyou opened the door.

She wasn't wearing her signature frameless glasses; her long hair was loosely tied back, and she wore a light gray cotton loungewear set with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, revealing her slender wrists.

Her face was clean and tidy, and she no longer had the serious and capable demeanor she displayed on set. Instead, she had the air of a girl next door who had just graduated from school.

"Come in." Ding Xingyou stepped aside to let him in, closed the door, and said, "Sit down."

The room layout was similar to his, with a script and storyboards spread out on the table, and the laptop still lit up.

"What would you like to drink? Water or tea?" She walked towards the small refrigerator.

"Water is fine." Lu Fan sat down on the sofa.

Ding Xingyou handed him a bottle of mineral water, then sat down on the single sofa next to him, and asked without beating around the bush, "In the last scene today, when you threw Xu Haotian, was that intentional?"

Lu Fan unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip, and nodded: "Yes."

Ding Xingyou was taken aback by his quick admission and asked, "Are you getting revenge on him?"

However, Ding Xingyou did not believe that Lu Fan was that kind of person.

"Xu Haotian is acting strangely." Lu Fan put down the water bottle and looked at Ding Xingyou. "When I got close to him today, I sensed a very faint 'death aura' on him that didn't belong to the living, as if it had been tainted or possessed by something. Although it was very weak, it kept eroding his life force. When I threw him, I used a little hidden force to disperse the surface of that 'death aura'."

Ding Xingyou's expression changed: "A deathly aura? You mean, he's possessed? Or someone is trying to harm him?"

"I'm not sure." Lu Fan shook his head. "It could be that he accidentally got something unclean on him, or it could be that someone tampered with him."

Ding Xingyou frowned, his fingers unconsciously digging into the sofa armrest: "My production has been anything but peaceful since filming began. Adding to that what happened last night, so I..."

Ding Xingyou got up and walked to the bedside, taking out a small tablet computer from under the pillow.

"I secretly installed miniature cameras in a few inconspicuous corners," she handed the tablet to Lu Fan. "It's not that I don't trust everyone, it's just that I'm really unsure. I wanted to see if they would have captured anything..."

Lu Fan took the tablet, and Ding Xingyou naturally sat down next to him, very close, and reached out to swipe on the screen to bring up the surveillance playback.

She had a faint scent of shower gel on her.

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