Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

Lin Jianshen was taken aback.

Should we just attack?

He looked at Liu Ke.

The smile on the other person's face was very sincere.

Liu Ke's acting is quite good; he hides his inner thoughts very well.

Lately, everyone in the company has been saying that this guy is really weird; as he's acting, more important roles end up in his hands instead of others'.

Or the promotional materials were pushed down by him.

Therefore, Liu Ke felt a great sense of crisis.

He wants to fully showcase his strengths.

Action scenes are an advantage that Lin Jianshen cannot replace.

This also serves as a small "lesson" for the newcomer.

Let him know that in this industry, some things can't be obtained just by looking good.

Lin Jianshen was very perceptive and vaguely sensed something.

He felt a little guilty.

He did practice that sword technique diligently for a long time, but he always practiced with a rubber stick.

He had never found a place to use his skills and had never experienced actual combat.

I have no idea how powerful this swordsmanship is.

The person in front of me has a series of titles in his profile, such as "martial arts master" and "sanda master," which makes him look like he's a formidable fighter.

What if we suffer losses in the end?

"Ah," Lin Jianshen chuckled dryly, "I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up with your pace."

"It's alright, it's alright," Liu Ke waved his hand, appearing very magnanimous. "Let's try filming it once first, and if it doesn't work, we can rehearse the moves."

The martial arts choreographer has worked with the male lead on several films and has great confidence in his martial arts skills.

He nodded in agreement.

"I think it's worth a try. The effect of this realistic presentation is definitely more impactful than a choreographed routine."

He looked at Lin Jianshen and added, "If the result isn't good, I can just redesign it."

Deng Lin nodded: "That makes sense, let's give it a try."

Having said that, Lin Jianshen could no longer refuse.

He could only nod: "Well... okay then."

We'll have to adapt to the situation then.

If you can't protect your head, then don't get bruised and battered.

To avoid having to explain things to Xia Tingwan later.

It's strange. In the past, when he was her older brother, if he got bruised and battered, he would at most feel a little guilty.

But I would never be afraid to see her.

How come things are getting worse and worse?

The sun was shining brightly on the day of the shoot.

Lin Jianshen sat in an antique courtyard.

With its blue bricks and gray tiles, carved beams and painted rafters, it exudes a strong sense of江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry).

He was dressed in white ancient costume with gold trim on his belt, which made him look even more upright.

The stylist tied his hair up, revealing a face with well-defined features.

Two strands of hair fell down from her cheeks, adding a touch of dashing charm.

Deng Lin was so excited that he swung his arm so hard that the goji berries in the thermos spilled out.

"I always said he had to act in period dramas!"

She stands tall and graceful, her smile as warm as the moon in one's arms.

The male protagonist, dressed in a gray short-sleeved shirt, was stretching his legs and doing warm-up exercises.

"Are you ready?" Deng Lin asked. "If you're ready, let's begin the first take."

This scene is the most important fight scene in the series, so everyone was prepared to film it multiple times.

Lin Jianshen nodded and accepted the two prop knives handed to him by the prop master.

This knife looks like it's made of metal, but it's actually made of high-density PU material and it's not sharpened.

The film set was already set up—a square table, several prop dishes, and two jugs of fake wine.

He sat at the table, his two swords resting on it, pretending to be drinking and eating.

The clapperboard snapped.

The male protagonist, Liu Ke, pushed open the door and entered, his face full of murderous intent.

The two began rehearsing their lines.

After a few words of confrontation, the script indicates that the second male lead refuses to admit his mistake, the male lead becomes furious, and the two fight.

Liu Ke drew his prop sword and pointed the tip at the target.

Lin Jianshen grabbed the two swords on the table and charged forward.

At first he was very worried.

After all, the other party's long list of titles looked really intimidating.

But once they started fighting, he was stunned.

Huh?

It seems like... there's not much pressure?

Liu Ke's swordsmanship was indeed quite impressive, with smooth movements and beautiful posture.

But for some reason, Lin Jianshen always felt that this move had no power at all.

In order to enable Lin Jianshen to have some ability to protect himself, Old Master Cheng taught him everything without reservation.

This set of sword techniques was originally passed down from the Big Sword Team by Master Cheng's father.

During the War of Resistance against Japan, conditions were harsh, and guns and ammunition were extremely scarce.

The main weapon is still the greatsword.

A senior swordsman, skilled in using a knife, after some thought, improved his knife technique, changing from a single knife to two.

When the old man himself went to the Vietnam battlefield, he made some adjustments based on actual combat experience.

Therefore, the value of this sword technique is beyond doubt.

At first, Lin Jianshen was not used to the feel of the knife, after all, the feel of the prop knife and the rubber stick was very different.

The two sides are evenly matched.

But after he quickly adapted, Liu Ke found it difficult to keep up.

"Oh no, this guy's a sly fox, he's pretending to be weak while actually being strong."

A few more moves passed.

Liu Ke's forehead began to sweat.

"Oh no, I've become your sparring partner."

Liu Ke's skills are indeed quite good; an ordinary person would have been overwhelmed long ago.

He was still able to hold on at this point.

With him as his sparring partner, Lin Jianshen gradually began to master the moves he had practiced countless times.

The timing of the slash, the angle of the thrust, and the force of the parry all became just right.

As a result, Liu Ke was in trouble and began to be passively attacked.

He frantically tried to signal to Lin Jianshen with his eyes: "Brother, stop fighting, I'm the main character!"

Seeing that he could still make faces at this moment, Lin Jianshen assumed that he hadn't gone all out and thought the fight scene wasn't exciting enough.

So he roused himself and put even more effort into his hands.

Liu Ke was even more unable to defend himself and was whipped many times by the blade in a short time.

Each strike made a dull thud.

Liu Ke grimaced in pain, but the director hadn't yelled "cut" yet, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue acting.

Lin Jianshen got more and more into the fight.

He had never fought so exhilaratingly before, so engrossed in the game that he almost forgot everything around him.

Until one moment, he suddenly realized something.

wrong.

Something seems off!

He swung his twin swords.

Although it's a prop knife, with his strength, it really hurts when it hits you.

Having already experienced this firsthand, Liu Ke dared not confront it head-on and took a few steps back.

Lin Jianshen stood there, knife in hand, his mind racing: "What kind of role was I playing again?"

"What was that Tianyaopao again? Right, it's Tianpaoxing."

"Oh no, oh no, I'm the villain."

Lin Jianshen realized something was wrong: "I should be the one being beaten up by the male lead, how did it turn into me beating him up?"

"Liu Ke isn't that tough either; he was stunned in just a few blows."

"Director Deng has always had a bad temper; he's definitely going to yell at me in a bit."

Just then, Liu Ke suddenly straightened up and rushed over again.

Lin Jianshen instantly realized—the camera was still turning, and the scene couldn't be interrupted.

Liu Ke thrust his sword forward.

Lin Jianshen parried with his twin swords, but deliberately slowed his body by half a beat, allowing the prop sword to pierce his abdomen.

He stared wide-eyed and looked down at the sword "sticking" in his stomach.

Then he covered his wound and staggered backward.

His body swayed.

The two swords slipped from his hands and clattered to the ground.

He stared wide-eyed and fell straight backward.

"Bang."

He lay on the cold ground, his eyes wide open, looking as if he had died with his eyes open.

The set was silent for two seconds.

"Click—"

Deng Lin's voice rang out.

Lin Jianshen lay on the ground, his heart pounding.

"I got carried away with the fight just now and beat the male lead up like that, I'm definitely going to get yelled at."

He closed his eyes, bracing himself for the storm.

"Teacher Lin!"

He heard footsteps approaching him.

When he opened his eyes, Deng Lin was already squatting next to him, with a complex expression on his face—a mixture of shock and the ecstatic joy of finding a treasure.

"You freaking..." Deng Lin stammered for a long time before finally managing to utter, "You really haven't studied acting before?"

Lin Jianshen sat up, carefully observing his expression: "Um... Director, did I go too far just now?"

"Did you go too far?" Deng Lin was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"That's exactly right! Those fight scenes were absolutely amazing!"

He was so excited that he was practically spitting as he spoke: "In my entire career, I've never filmed such exciting action scenes."

"They zoomed in on you with every shot, not a single second was cut, it was so cool!"

Lin Jianshen looked bewildered: "Huh?"

No more getting scolded?

"What's with that expression? Do you know what those shots looked like when edited together?"

Deng Lin's eyes lit up: "Pre-order for a best-selling item! Pre-order for a best-selling item, do you understand?!"

Liu Ke looked utterly hopeless.

"Damn, what those people in the company said wasn't unfounded. This kid is really weird."

"My protagonist aura has been completely stolen."

"I absolutely cannot act with him again."