Huayu: Starting from an Unemployed Male Model

"Your video is pretty funny, the dance video for 'If Love Really Exists'," Lu Han imitated the dance moves in the video, "It's quite popular now."

Wei Jun checked Weibo today and found that the video had over a million likes and over ten thousand comments.

This sparked a Weibo topic that garnered millions of views, and these numbers continue to rise.

A number of ordinary people, art school students, and obscure celebrities have imitated him, which has given Wei Jun a huge amount of traffic.

Wei Jun's fan base grew from a few thousand to 86 after his popularity exploded through variety shows and short videos.

Although their number of followers is smaller compared to those of celebrities with millions or tens of millions of fans, especially top stars like Lu Han with over 2000 million Weibo followers, their activity level is high.

Judging from the comments, most of them are just for fun, but if we can convert these fans into real fans, we'll make a huge profit.

In the Chinese entertainment industry, if you have thousands of die-hard fans, you can do whatever you want.

"We're just taking pictures for fun. If we're interested, we can do it again sometime."

Wei Jun encouraged him, saying that if they could make a short video with Lu Han and post it on Weibo, they could attract more of his traffic.

"Ah, okay." Lu Han tilted his head and thought for a moment.

The group ate and chatted, and after finishing their meal, they added each other on WeChat, created a group chat, rested for a while, and then went to film.

Wei Jun's first scene was in the afternoon.

It was Tang Thirty-Six who used gold coins to acquire a pair of mechanical wings called "Soaring Wings of the Pengcheng," which allowed him to travel to the capital to take the entrance exam for the Six Academies of Qing Teng.

"Hey, Wei Jun, are you nervous about your first time filming?" Naza quietly came up behind him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Can I say I'm not nervous?" Wei Jun shrugged and spread his hands.

I'm genuinely not nervous, or rather, I've already passed the point of being nervous. That week of training wasn't for nothing.

Wei Jun has a good habit: when he is not confident about something, or when he is doing it for the first time or is unfamiliar with it, he will do it repeatedly.

Diligence, repetition, and extensive practice offer every ordinary person the opportunity to succeed.

Wei Jun possesses the title of "perfect boyfriend," is empowered by the power of nine dragons, has boundless energy, is completely tireless, sleeps only 4 hours a day, and is still full of energy the next day.

Every day after waking up, I would do physical training, practice movements and wire work with martial arts instructor Yuan Bin, find fellow actors to act with, and ask veteran actors like Chen Shu for advice.

In just one week, Wei Jun made rapid progress, even though his acting skills were still a little immature, which takes time to develop.

Compared to some popular celebrities, he has the added bonus of the tag "Jade-faced and Playful," plus the titles "Mr. Numbers" and "Heavenly Voice," making him completely on par with professionally trained actors and even some veteran actors.

"Tch, bragging. The first time I acted, I was so nervous I started shaking." Nazha nudged her lips, which were pink and tender.

Wei Jun glanced at her, an idea forming in his mind. "How about we make a bet? If I don't mess up my first scene, you'll treat me to dinner tonight."

Wei Jun still planned to try and see if he could get the second entry on Naza's body.

Let's start with the first meal.

"What if it gets messed up?" Naza asked, hands on her hips.

"Then I'll treat you to a meal." Wei Jun did stretching exercises, preparing to get on the wire.

"Oh, you're quite clever. Win or lose, you'll get the chance to have dinner with me," Naza squinted, pointing her index finger at Wei Jun. "Then I'll give you that chance."

"Has anyone ever told you that you're narcissistic?" Wei Jun looked at her in surprise, "You use a thousand layers of shoe soles as cheeks."

"What does that mean?" Naza asked, her eyes wide with confusion.

"He's shameless, satellite signals can't even penetrate him." Wei Jun laughed heartily.

"You're courting death! Behold the Holy Maiden Sword of Goddess Xu Yourong!" Naza drew his sword and chased after Wei Jun, slashing at him.

The two chased each other, playfully fighting. Seeing this, Lu Han, Gao Hanyu, and Wu Qian thought it was fun and joined in the fray.

Holding a small fan and sipping warm water, Chen Shu sighed, "It's so good to be young."

After a while of fooling around, the stagehands came over to tell us to get ready to go on set.

The filming location was surrounded by a 4-meter-high frame covered with green cloth, and the ground was also covered with green cloth.

Most fantasy dramas are filmed against a green screen, and the special effects are simple and cheap, much cheaper than shooting on location.

Ten years later, fantasy/ancient romance dramas were also filmed with green screens, forming an assembly line. You can see that the TV series produced in the following years were all of this type.

The scripts, costumes, and props are all pretty much the same, and they're also likely to produce popular celebrities.

Wei Jun wore a wig, a light-colored ancient costume with floral patterns, a black metal vest over his chest and abdomen, and a small green box wrapped around his back for later use as mechanical wings. He was then attached to wires and was ready to go.

"Don't worry, kid, we'll protect you." Martial arts instructor Yuan Bin checked his gear one last time to make sure it was safe.

"Thank you, Professor Yuan."

"Is Wei Jun ready?" the director's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

Wei Jun made an "OK" gesture in the direction of the director.

"Action!" the director shouted.

"Get up!" Won Bin shouted to the stuntmen behind him.

Six stuntmen pulled the wire backward with all their might.

call.

Wei Jun felt a pressure in his waist and abdomen, and suddenly he was raised to 3 meters.

Wei Jun felt the airflow brush against his ears, his long hair swaying in the wind, and the air at a height of 3 meters was noticeably more lively.

The heat waves from the ground cannot rise into the sky, as if separated by a transparent heat-shielding film.

Looking up at the heads of the crowd below, Wei Jun took a deep breath and performed a flying motion according to the training instructions, while also giving a Jinjiang-style performance.

From parallel flight to dive, and then to low-flying flight, the movement was fluid and seamless.

"Cut! Beautiful!" Director Chung exclaimed excitedly.

Wei Jun's image and temperament are too good, he has too much of a chivalrous spirit.

This set of movements is very difficult; it requires both fluidity and aesthetic appeal. Many actors cannot achieve this, let alone a newcomer.

It seems Wei Jun trained very hard; I wasn't wrong about this young man.

Director Chung was very satisfied.

Wei Jun was also very satisfied. He had been practicing this flying move every day since he joined the crew, until he had developed muscle inertia. It was a pity that the practice time was a bit short, otherwise he would have added more difficult moves such as front flips.

"Director, should we do another take?" Wei Jun asked, tugging at the wire after landing.

"No need, this was perfect just now. We can just add a few more shots on the ground later."

Directors from Hong Kong Island rarely take shots too long; they are used to shooting at a fast pace.

Wei Jun stood there waiting for the stuntmen to dismantle the wires. He grinned at Nazha in the distance, made a peace sign with one hand, and mouthed, "You owe me a meal."

He stood with his hands on his hips, looking sullen.

After Wei Jun was removed from the wire harness, a few more shots were filmed. He was carrying a green box on his back, and with his hands outstretched, a lot of coins would fall from the "mechanical wings" on his back as the camera switched.

The extras would then step forward to pick up the money, and Tang Thirty-Six happened to see everyone picking up the money on the ground except for the protagonist, Chen Changsheng.

The next part of the story is Chen Changsheng's first meeting with Tang Thirty-Six. Chen Changsheng gives suggestions on improving the mechanical wings, which Tang Thirty-Six admires and considers him a friend.

During the break, two stand-ins started helping with positioning.

Lu Han walked over, wearing an indigo robe. "Wow, Wei Jun, that fall from the sky just now was so cool! How did you do that?"

Wei Jun turned his head to the side and waved his hand: "It's nothing, you'll get it with practice."

Lu Han quickly waved his hand: "I wouldn't dare, I'm afraid of heights."

Wei Jun was taken aback. He seemed to remember that in a previous interview, he said he was afraid of heights and usually took the high-speed rail when he went to perform in other places.

Wei Jun patted Lu Han on the shoulder, appearing very generous: "It's okay, I'll take care of you then."

After chatting for a while, Wei Jun took some photos with Lu Han and was very happy to receive a reply that he could post them on Weibo.

Then she took photos with Naza, Gao Hanyu, and Wu Qian, feeling very happy.

Posting it on Weibo to get some traffic isn't too much to ask, is it? We're all like brothers and sisters.

Wei Jun casually posted the group photo on Weibo.