Peninsula: I can steal the luck of disgraced celebrities

January in Beijing is dry and cold, like a knife.

When Lin Puzhi came out of Terminal 3 of Beijing Capital International Airport, the wind carrying sand and dust hit his face, and he subconsciously squinted.

The air was filled with the distinctive smells of a northern winter—coal smoke, dry earth, and the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes wafting from afar.

The person who picked us up at the airport was a young production assistant wearing glasses and a name tag; his surname was Liu. He was holding a sign that read "Warring States Period Drama Crew".

Xiao Liu took Lin Puzhi's suitcase and greeted him in broken Korean.

Lin Puzhi said directly in Chinese:

"Just speak Chinese, I understand it."

Xiao Liu's mouth formed an "O" shape in surprise.

"Your Chinese is so good?!"

"Of mixed Chinese and Korean descent."

Lin Puzhi didn't explain further. The original owner's Chinese was indeed at a native-speaker level; this was the only useful thing the departed woman left behind.

The film crew's vehicle was a slightly worn Jinbei van, with a thin layer of dust on the seats. As he drove, Xiao Liu explained that the crew had been filming at Zhuozhou Film City for a week, and today they were shooting a war scene, with Sun Honglei and Wu Zhenyu both present.

Lin Puzhi leaned against the car window, watching the poplar trees and gray farmland flash by outside, and suddenly remembered the farewell at the coffee shop before he left.

"I'm going to China to film a movie, for about a month."

"What play?"

"The movie 'The Warring States' reportedly had an investment of 200 billion Korean won."

"You can still get roles like this?"

"A Christmas present given to me by someone else."

Ha Joo-hee remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.

The car exited the highway, passed through a barren orchard, and turned into the gate of Zhuozhou Film and Television City.

Ancient-style city walls, rammed earth palaces, and half-built wooden siege weapons flashed past the car window, as if we had traveled to a film set in a time warp.

The construction of this alone cost 2000 million RMB.

"The actor playing Tian Ji has arrived." Xiao Liu led Lin Puzhi to the director.

Director Jin Chen is a tall, thin man in his forties, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and his face shows signs of exhaustion from staying up too late.

He looked Lin Puzhi up and down, his gaze lingering on his face for two seconds.

"Can you speak Chinese?"

"meeting."

"Okay, have you read the script?"

"I've seen it."

"Tian Ji's role is very important; he's a key character. Don't let him down." Jin Chen paused, then asked, "What have you acted in before?"

"Will it snow at Christmas?"

"Movie?"

"TV drama."

"Anything else?"

"That's all."

"That's it?!"

Jin Chen had already mentally assigned Lin Puzhi to sit at the same table as Jing Tian.

He helplessly pointed to the dressing room next door and told Lin Puzhi to go and put on makeup first.

When Lin Puzhi entered the dressing room, he found that someone was already sitting inside.

Kim Hee-sun.

She was dressed in a purple palace gown, the hem of which trailed on the floor, and was accompanied by two assistants.

Kim Hee-sun looked a bit rounder after giving birth than on screen, with softer cheekbone lines, but her eyes were still incredibly bright.

This drama is her first work after getting married and having children.

When she saw Lin Puzhi, she paused for a moment, then said in broken Chinese, "Hello!"

"Hello, senior," Lin Puzhi replied in Korean.

Kim Hee-sun's eyes lit up. Hearing her mother tongue on a foreign film set was like finding water in the desert. She stood up, her voice filled with undisguised joy: "Korean? I've never seen you before!"

"Just arrived today."

Lin Puzhi avoided the first question.

Kim Hee-sun was very happy. She felt that as a senior actress who had filmed movies in China, she should take good care of her juniors from South Korea.

She told Lin Puzhi a lot about things to pay attention to on the Chinese film crew, as well as gossip about the "Warring States" crew and information about the other main actors.

"The female lead, Jing Tian, ​​is a star heavily promoted by the investors. You absolutely cannot offend her."

"Sun Honglei is a very interesting person. He even taught me Chinese, but it was all strange phrases—'If you're hungry or sleepy, drink Dongpeng Special Drink'; 'Wishing you prosperity, give me a red envelope'; 'I need to verify your license plate'..."

"Francis Ng respects his wife a lot, so he basically keeps a certain distance from me."

On the set of "The Warring States", besides Kim Hee-sun and Lim Pak-ji, only the two assistants behind them could speak Korean.

Kim Hee-sun spoke in Korean and shared everything she knew without reservation.

Francis Ng lifted the curtain, saw the two people talking, and said:

"What kind of gibberish are you spouting? I can't understand a word you say."

He was wearing a gray linen robe, his hair was messily tied back, and he looked like a Taoist priest who had just returned from the market.

The assistant beside Kim Hee-sun leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Mr. Francis Ng is asking what you're talking about?"

"I'm introducing the film crew to this newcomer."

Kim Hee-sun stood up, about to call her assistant to introduce Lin Puzhi.

Lin Puzhi then spoke up himself: "Hello, Teacher Wu, I am Lin Puzhi, who plays Tian Ji. Please take good care of me during this month of filming."

"Your accent..." Francis Ng sat down on the stool next to him and said, "From Fujian?"

My mother is from Fujian.

"I see," Francis Ng patted Lin Puzhi on the shoulder, "Then you're half Chinese."

Lin Puzhi smiled but did not reply.

……

Lin Puzhi didn't have many scenes on the first day.

After he finished filming his part, he moved a small stool and sat down to "watch the show."

Watching Jing Tian compete with Francis Ng in ruthlessness, with Kim Hee-sun in dancing, and with Sun Honglei in acting, he couldn't help but admire the resources behind Jing Tian.

How thick of a filter must one use to be so confident in Jing Tian?

Who goes straight to fighting a boss right after leaving the starting village?

Do you even know what the "Tian Ji horse racing" strategy means? If you compare Jing Tian's cuteness with Francis Ng, her youth with Kim Hee-sun, and her figure with Sun Honglei, would Jing Tian still be criticized?

As dusk approached, Xiao Liu, the production assistant, ran over and said that the crew was having dinner at a restaurant outside the film studio that night, and Director Jin was treating.

Lin Puzhi followed the crowd out, and Kim Hee-sun appeared out of nowhere and walked beside him.

How was your first day?

"good."

The restaurant was a Northeastern Chinese restaurant located outside the film studio, with three tables set up in the private room.

The director and lead actors sat at one table, while the other actors and staff sat at two other tables.

Lin Puzhi originally wanted to sit in a corner, but Kim Hee-sun grabbed his arm and pulled him to the main table.

"Sit here. You'll be acting opposite Sun Honglei tomorrow, so get familiar with his face first."

Kim Hee-sun pressed Lin Puzhi's shoulder to make him sit down, and then sat down next to him.

Sun Honglei, Francis Ng, Jin Chen, Kiichi Nakai, and Jing Tian were already seated at the main table.

The dishes were served one after another.

Sweet and sour pork, stir-fried potatoes, eggplant, and green peppers, braised pork ribs, and sauerkraut stew with glass noodles. Francis Ng wasn't very good with chopsticks; he took three tries to pick up the sweet and sour pork. Sun Honglei teased him, and Francis Ng replied in Cantonese something Sun Honglei didn't understand, but everyone laughed.

After eating and drinking his fill, Sun Honglei suddenly asked:

"Just eating isn't fun, how about we come and have some entertainment?"