I'm really good at this.

The handsome guy who didn't want to leave his name was naturally Zhang Hong.

On his way back to his film set, he flipped through the notebook he had filled with notes, then closed it with a sigh:

"As expected of a great director, there are really many intricacies in the entertainment industry."

Now, if someone comes up to him and says, "If you're so good, then you do it," he's too embarrassed to say, "I can do it, I really can."

Look at Director Li, he's just one word: professional!

"Brother Zhang!"

Hearing someone call his name, Zhang Hong, startled from his reverie, looked up.

It's Wang Ye.

This guy has started calling himself "Brother Zhang" in front of everyone now.

Sure enough, power struggles exist everywhere.

After all, wherever there are people, there is a world of its own.

However, Zhang Hong, himself a corporate slave, did not expose this fact.

Before he transmigrated, he was able to earn enough to buy a 70-square-meter apartment and a VW luxury car that would have killed him by the age of 27 through his own efforts, all thanks to his thorough reading of the classic books "Emotional Intelligence" and "Position".

No, it's not so much that he's thoroughly familiar with it, but rather that he can recite it from memory.

Zhang Hong patted Wang Ye on the shoulder: "How's it going over here?"

Since he wanted to be his confidant, Zhang Hong naturally had no reason to refuse.

After all, Zhang Hong himself was a complete layman. He had just woken up a few days ago and found himself sitting on the film set, so he basically didn't understand any of these things.

It's not bad to have Wang Ye provide me with information.

As expected! Is Brother Zhang going to promote me...? Wang Ye suppressed his excitement and nodded, saying, "The script has already been distributed. After lunch, Luo Yun and Bai Xueye were already in the dressing room getting ready and will be out in a little while."

Zhang Hong raised an eyebrow: "Bai Xueye?"

"Yes, this was originally the second female lead," Wang Ye explained. "She was originally an extra. She came to you, Brother Zhang, to recommend herself when everyone was eating boxed lunches. You thought she was quite bold and had a good appearance, so you chose her as the second female lead."

Zhang Hong remained silent.

The second female lead...

It's the villain from the third-rate, melodramatic period drama script that I wrote in my parallel world, the one who constantly sows discord between the male and female leads and gets close to the male lead by taking advantage of their misunderstandings.

Well......

The name Bai Xueye is quite easy to remember.

It's probably a stage name. Many celebrities in his previous life used stage names to make it in the entertainment industry, so he wasn't surprised by it.

Seeing that Zhang Hong didn't speak, Wang Ye tentatively asked, "Brother Zhang, shall I go and urge them on, and then we can start filming?"

"Wait a minute," Zhang Hong called out to him.

He always felt that something was missing, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

After thinking for a few seconds, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Brother Wang, do you have any scriptures or anything like that here?"

"We have them from various religions, but they're all props." Wang Ye turned and instructed the stagehand to fetch them, then asked, "Brother Zhang, what do we need these for?"

Zhang Hong smiled but remained silent.

After the stagehands brought the items over, he instructed someone to find a table, then arranged all the scriptures, and pulled a blade of grass from the ground next to him and placed it on top.

Then he ordered someone to fetch an empty flowerpot containing only soil.

After finishing all that, he smiled and said, "Of course, it's time to perform the pre-shoot ritual."

"I see." Wang Ye suddenly realized.

In some places, people do indeed burn incense and pray to Buddha before filming begins, hoping that Buddha will bless the filming process and prevent any mishaps.

But didn't we already pray before filming started?

He asked this question.

Zhang Hong laughed and said, "Now that the cast and script have changed, it's natural to get rid of the bad luck. Let's start all over again and do the rituals again."

He instructed the production assistants to call everyone in the crew, including the actors present and the two lead actors.

Then he led everyone to stand in front of that stack of scriptures and weeds.

Then, to everyone's puzzled looks, he took out three cigarettes, lit them, and led everyone in bowing three times to the items on the table.

It must be said that he took it extremely seriously. If he were wearing a suit and spoke fluent Japanese, he would be indistinguishable from those officials with a craftsman's spirit.

Speaking of which, it's spring now, are the cherry blossoms blooming over there...?

While he was bowing, Wang Ye, who was standing next to him and bowing as well, asked in a low voice, "Brother Zhang, what exactly are we bowing to?"

This contains scriptures from all sorts of religions, so what exactly are they worshipping?!

And why are there still weeds?

Zhang Hong glanced at him and said, "The Great Priest Wang Lama of the Shaolin Temple's Wudang Mountain Office, and the Correct Goddess."

The so-called "correct goddess" is actually the "correct goddess of justice".

"The right goddess" is just a shorthand.

Upon hearing his answer, Wang Ye was clearly stunned: "Brother Zhang, what did you say we were worshipping? Maybe I'm hard of hearing, I didn't hear you clearly."

"The Great Priest Wang Lama of the Shaolin Temple's Wudang Mountain Office, and the Correct Goddess." Zhang Hong said earnestly.

Then he clicked his tongue with some regret: "It's a pity that we didn't bring in the Western-style statues, especially since we didn't bring in the most important one."

It's a pity that he only filmed this one TV series.

If he were a professional director, it certainly wouldn't be that simple.

Besides the portrait, we definitely need to bring back a Western-style Buddha statue from Antarctica.

After hearing his words, Wang Ye's expression was as if he had eaten shit.

The others weren't quite as extreme, but they still looked like they were all suffering from constipation.

But no one dared to speak up, since the director was the boss.

However, there were still some discordant voices.

"puff......"

Someone suddenly couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zhang Hong's face darkened, and he turned around to look.

Then he saw a super handsome guy, whose looks were no less than his own, covering his mouth and chuckling.

Okay, Zhang Hong was just too confident.

Even if he's more handsome than John Lone, Takuya Kimura, and Tomohisa Yamashita, he's still a level below this guy.

If we were to use a League of Legends analogy, it would be like the difference between Diamond 1 and Challenger.

Seeing the director looking over with a dark expression, none of the others dared to speak.

Even the other staff members standing next to that person subtly moved a few steps away from him.

Zhang Hong pushed through the crowd and walked over, looking them up and down.

What a handsome guy!

He was about the same height as Zhang Hong, probably over 1.75 meters but less than 1.8 meters.

She has a slender figure and two long legs that stand straight.

He is currently dressed in ancient costume.

Her long hair cascaded down to her waist, and her hair was tied up in a bun on top of her head, with a jade hairpin inserted in it.

He was dressed in a pure white outfit, with a black cloak trimmed with gold, exuding an aura of dominance.

If he has a cold face, he's a typical domineering CEO in period dramas.

Unfortunately, his current gestures and expressions of covering his mouth and chuckling are too effeminate.

This was something Zhang Hong couldn't tolerate, and it definitely wasn't because he was secretly laughing at him!

"Is it that funny?" Zhang Hong said expressionlessly, a low-pressure atmosphere beginning to swirl around him.

"No, no." The man's magnetic and clear voice made Zhang Hong frown. "It's just... it's really quite funny. Who worships these things? And what's with that so-called high lama? I've never even heard of him before, yet he's worshipping him so earnestly."

Zhang Hong's brows furrowed into a deep frown.

It was definitely not because he was more handsome than me, nor because he mocked my opening ceremony.

But his voice is just too effeminate!

"What's your name?" Zhang Hong asked in a low voice.

Everyone could tell that the director was very unhappy!

As long as that handsome guy remained completely unmoved: "Director, I'm Bai Xueye!"

Oh, snowy night.

Ok? !

Zhang Hong's eyes widened.

White Snow Night? Wasn't she originally the second female lead, but now the female lead?

Is this person a woman?

Zhang Hong activated the "scanning" mode and began to "scan" this guy from top to bottom.

He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin, rosy lips.

Both the face and body are extremely three-dimensional.

Hmm... looking at it this closely...

He—no, it's her now.

She is definitely the kind of woman that makes men exclaim, "Holy crap! Where did this super beauty come from?" and women exclaim, "Aww~~~ Where did this handsome young man come from?"

If she were to become a wrench, I'm afraid quite a few girls would be turned gay.

"Director, there's something strange about your eyes." Bai Xueye shrank back. "I don't accept unspoken rules. If you really insist on forcing me, then I won't act."

Zhang Hong was speechless: "..."

He felt a piercing gaze.

Without even looking, he knew that Lin Muqing, who wasn't yet part of the group, was looking at him with that "irresistible look of disgust."

"Nobody wants to take advantage of you," Zhang Hong sighed. "Now I finally understand why you've always been playing minor roles despite your talent."

Because he's too cheeky.

She's so good-looking, yet she's not mute.

Pity.

However, her appearance does indeed match the character description in her script!

That's enough!

He clapped his hands and said, "Come on, scene one, shot one, get ready to shoot!"

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