I'm not mentally ill, I'm a master of a thousand faces!

Chapter 244, naturally without any trace of acting.

"Here's a fish head, two hundred thousand. Give it to Chuanbao and tell him to choose me."

At this moment, "Big D," wearing sunglasses, sat in a small fishing boat, chatting about the election with Fish Head Mark.

The fish head logo seemed to be saying in a hushed tone—count me in.

Here, Leung Ka-fai chuckled, neither confirming nor denying, and did not agree.

I know perfectly well who has taken advantage of me and who has helped me.

Upon hearing this, Fish Head Biao realized that Big D didn't seem to want a share for him.

He then muttered something under his breath.

"It's a pity I sell my fans and am not eligible to run for office. Otherwise, I could spend a million or so to become the 'spokesperson,' which would be a great deal."

"Stop selling noodles, go sell baking soda, go sell talcum powder, go sell fish ball noodles!" Leung Ka-fai laughed. "Don't you Chaoshan people love making fish ball noodles the most? Make them, make them, fifteen yuan a bowl, that's more profitable!"

at this time.

Tony Leung Ka-fai retorted sharply, his tone even more explosive.

Fish Head Brand is a seasoned veteran; he didn't answer, but just laughed along.

Big D laughed too.

then.

This scene.

It's basically two smiling tigers scheming against each other, putting on a dramatic show.

This also highlights Big D's unpredictable temper, proving that he isn't brainless.

Zhang Jiahui's plane next to him also laughed.

Why is the plane laughing here?

Two big shots are talking, what are you laughing at, you little airplane?

You dare laugh?

"What are you laughing at?" Zhang Jiahui said eccentrically, "If there's food, then eat it. Here, eat it."

Then Tony Leung threw the soup spoon in front of Cheung Ka-fai.

He was told to eat it, and Fish Head Brand next to him did not defend his underling.

He just stared at Big D with a smile.

Treating his underlings like this is also a slap in the face to him personally.

Hit hard.

Showing absolutely no mercy.

And the airplane, being quite ruthless, swallowed the spoon whole.

Eating and chewing.

His expression even surprised Big D, so he didn't make things difficult for him any further.

The airplane was still eating the broken spoon and swallowing water, oblivious to everything else.

Crackling sounds.

Even after Big D left, he was still eating.

*Click!*

"very nice"

At this moment, Du Qifeng was quite satisfied with this scene.

Big D's eccentricities.

The plane is ruthless.

The cunning of gang members.

All of these elements are present in Du Qifeng's portrayal; he poured a great deal of effort into this film.

"I didn't expect this 'airplane' to be so good," Ye Youhai next to him seemed somewhat surprised as well.

The sense of immersion, the feeling of being involved, and the feeling of performing.

Most importantly, he took over Tony Leung's role.

It caught perfectly!

Whether you can hold your own in a role depends on whether your colors and emotions are present in the scenes you share with the other actors.

In the scene just now, the personalities and emotions of both characters were fully expressed.

This is the next act.

At this moment, Li Yun turned to leave, but smiled slightly and muttered something under his breath.

These words startled Du Qifeng, who was standing not far away.

"Zhang Jiahui is doing well now. He's better than I expected. It seems he has real talent. It was a mistake to promote him as a little Stephen Chow back then. Comedy isn't his style. Are you listening, Director Du?" Ye Youhai looked at Du Qifeng beside him.

Du Qifeng looked at Li Yun with a slight start.

Did I hear that right?

"I think I just heard Jimmy say to me, 'If you don't use your brain to be a gangster, you'll be a deadbeat for life.'"

"Jamie? Are you referring to Li Yun?"

"No, it's not Li Yun, it's Jimmy. Jimmy from Wo Luen Shing."

At this moment, Du Qifeng murmured.

"This guy is good."

At this moment, Tony Leung squinted and said, "His acting was indeed good, but the character's lack of brains is definitely a lack of brains."

"What do you mean by being brainless? That's called being simple-minded."

Ren Dahua, standing beside him, smiled, a rather enigmatic smile on his face, a smile that might well stem from surprise.

Zhang Jiahui's performance as a young man gave him a pleasant surprise.

He was delighted to see the prey.

"I really hope he can maintain this level of performance when we act together."

"He's a very interesting little guy."

"If he wasn't interesting, he wouldn't have gotten this role. He must have some talent," Tony Leung said with a smile. "It seems he's the most interesting one among this group of young people."

"The younger generation hasn't even finished their appearances yet, how would you know?"

Zhanmi, Feiji, Jiadong, Axue.

Four people, each representing a different state of the gang.

Jimmy is a businessman, a rather pure businessman.

The airplane is a thug, a bit simple-minded.

The Dongguan boy is like an undeveloped Big D, knowing a little bit of everything.

Ah Xue can recite the gang rules.

The scenes that followed, with Ah Suet and Ka-Tung appearing, amazed Ren Da-Hui and Tony Leung Ka-Fai even more.

"Jia Dong and Zhang Jiahui are both potential Best Actor winners. Ah Xue is a bit lacking. As for Jimmy, we haven't filmed any scenes with him yet, so we can't tell. The most outstanding one is Zhang Jiahui; he has his own unique style," Tony Leung said with great interest.

This veteran actor will evaluate everyone's acting skills.

"Well, but I feel most happy acting with you." Ren Dahua said with a slight smile.

Leung Ka-fai also praised it.

"Me too."

The filming went very well, and soon it was time for the plane, Dongguan boy, and Ah Xue.

Zhang Jiahui also felt very good about his current situation, and knew that he was being noticed by the director and lead actor.

Before this, he was known as the younger version of Stephen Chow.

Zhang Jiahui once tried very hard to move in that direction, but the reality is that he can't become a younger version of Stephen Chow.

He can only be himself.

So he left Wang Jing's comedy team, looking for work everywhere, and also honing his acting skills. He was confident that he would make it big one day.

It is second to none.

"I'm not handsome, and I don't have a privileged background; all I have is myself."

at this time.

Zhang Jiahui noticed his next co-star.

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The two met while fighting over the dragon head staff, so let's assume they were teammates.

They were comrades-in-arms.

This was also the first time these two actors had met.

With the director's order to stop.

Li Yun slowly emerged from the shadows.

Ta-da!

He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with his hair slicked back.

This kind of scene should be seen in a commercial CBD, not at a scene where a few thugs are fighting over a dragon head stick.

In fact, even the director was a little surprised.

Du Qifeng never expected this.

He actually...

He doesn't have a trace of a hoodlum.

"Is this still a hoodlum? Could he be some kind of business elite who came out of nowhere?" Ye Youhai was slightly puzzled.

Du Qifeng remained silent.

They simply continued filming.

Zhang Jiahui looked at Li Yun.

Something feels off.

That's a bit strange.

He doesn't look like a thug at all; you could say he has none of the airs of a gangster, and even has a bit of a refined air about him.

When the two faced the thugs sent by "Big D".

The plane will use its own style to deliver brutal blows, even at the cost of injury.

Jimmy only knows how to use his brain to scheme against the thugs he sent.

That's the difference between the two of them.

Jimmy, who uses his brain, and airplanes, who don't.

The two are on parallel lines that never intersect.

Li Yun continued smoking, performing a series of actions naturally: smoking, wiping his hands, checking his clothes for wounds—all very naturally. He breathed a sigh of relief after finding himself unharmed.

A series of small, natural movements.

"Accept Zhanmi's dragon-headed staff," Li Yun said softly, even though there were no lines to begin with.

See you next time, airplane.

Speaking purely in Cantonese, Jimmy, smoking a cigarette, went to find Lok to report his work under the cover of darkness, carrying a dragon-headed cane.

After filming this scene, Zhang Jiahui remained silent.

He was like a real airplane.

He fell into deep thought.

This scene is quite ordinary.

It's just a scene that highlights the character's personality.

In the first part, Jimmy didn't have many scenes, or rather, there weren't many scenes that highlighted his personality. He didn't receive as much attention as Ah Xue, who was a master of reciting gang rules, swearing all the time, and constantly using the word "len".

But at this moment, Du Qifeng's expression turned serious.

Even Ren Dahua seemed a little surprised.

"This guy is interesting. I didn't expect him to give me an even bigger surprise."

Liang Jiahui was initially puzzled, and then it was unexpected.

"So that's how it is."

A director and two lead actors, suddenly they became like enigmas.

This left Ye Youhai somewhat bewildered.

The atmosphere on the entire set became a bit eerie. Wait, what's going on here?

"What are you guys doing?"

"Have you noticed something?" Du Qifeng pondered for a moment before saying, "These past few days he's been with us. Have you noticed what he was doing upstairs just now?"

"Just now?"

"He went up there and immediately started smoking and wiping his hands."

then.

Ye Youhai discovered a problem that he himself hadn't even noticed.

This is a very alarming issue. It seems that these little actions are something that Li Yun unconsciously does when he visits the set these days.

In his normal state, he simply went up there and naturally did what he was supposed to do.

Everyone else is filming.

"His demeanor is so natural that it's impossible to tell whether he's filming or just doing what he does normally," Du Qifeng mused.

"The person on stage just now is the same person we usually interact with."

There wasn't a single trace of acting.

(End of this chapter)