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

Chapter 312, Spies Never Play House

The crew of "Lurking" is here preparing to start filming.

Emei Peak, crab.

Are they all Yu Zecheng's code names, or different code names for different stages?

Li Yun was reading the script in his room, while outside, preparations were in full swing.

"Emei Peak, and he's even taking solo photos."

Li Yun almost chuckled when he heard the code name.

A solitary view of Mount Emei.

The person who chose this name is quite eloquent.

At this moment, the personalities around them were chattering away.

The regular 'directors' also include 'superstars'.

Oh, wait, that's not right.

Now there's another one; Li Yun appeared at some unknown time.

It seems like it's been there from the beginning, yet it also seems like it only recently appeared in my life.

Wearing a Zhongshan suit, he looked somewhat like Cai Sen, and also somewhat like Liu Ping'an from the movie "Silenced"; his face was a mixture of the two.

Occasionally, you can still see traces of "Tengu".

The roles of "director" and "superstar" are easy to guess; they are purely platonic.

He focuses only on things that interest him, occasionally offering sharp comments on Li Yun's other affairs, but he doesn't interfere too much.

Directing a film.

Sing.

That's the composition of these two gentlemen.

But Li Yun found it hard to guess the personality and background of the person before him. He didn't seem to like talking much, but here he was, watching from the sidelines.

Looking at Li Yun, his emotions didn't fluctuate much.

Even at this moment, he was still looking at him with pity.

No, that sliver of pity wasn't directed at herself, but at the grinning young man beside her.

A cheerful and easygoing personality.

He is a "spy".

"You're looking at me like that, you spy, and then you're looking at me like that. I'm telling you, buddy, just say what you want to say. Why beat around the bush like this?" Li Yun looked at the person in front of him, and in the darkness, his pity was particularly glaring.

After a long silence, he finally spoke.

"If it weren't for your 'faith,' you wouldn't have been able to persevere."

Mount Emei

"What's the big deal? We've been through the toughest times. Let's take a broader view," Li Yun said calmly.

During the time of "The Young Students".

In the difficult times when this land was burning with fire.

I persevered.

The feeling of "Lurking"

It shouldn't be too difficult.

should.

Maybe.

On the other side, Jiang Wei was also making preparations.

"Lurking" is not a one-man show by Yu Zecheng.

On the contrary, this is a great stage for veteran actors to showcase their acting skills, a truly excellent stage, a stage where they can unleash their full potential.

Even the smallest details in a small scene will be captured.

At this time, the actor from the August First Film Studio who played the stationmaster of Tianjing Station was also a national first-class actor with an eccentric temper.

His "oddity" lies in treating everyone equally.

Whether you're a new actor, a veteran, or a novice, regardless of whether you can keep up or not, he'll deliver a stellar performance.

He's an actor who's taken the method acting approach to its extreme.

The downside is probably that it only cares about its own pleasure.

This may also be one of the reasons why Sun Honglei temporarily avoided the limelight and chose the Ming Dynasty. This Mr. Feng is also known for his eccentric temperament among the veteran actors on CCTV.

If you can't handle it, it's because you're incompetent, not because I didn't accept it. The problem lies with you, not me.

This oddball is particularly interested in "Lurking," it's his favorite show, from the subject matter to the characters.

However, Jiang Wei wasn't too worried. After all, "Lurking" was an ensemble drama, so even if he really blurred Li Yunbiao's consciousness, it wouldn't matter.

That's the significance of a group portrait.

This is also one of the reasons why they were able to tolerate Feng He'en.

In an ensemble film, whoever shines the most is the one with the best skills.

At this moment, however, Jiang Wei's troubles did not stem from the actors.

His biggest problem actually stemmed from the fact that the crew of "Lurking" did not have an assistant director.

This is definitely not a good thing for someone in charge of the entire production team.

He himself didn't know if he could control it.

I felt a little unsure of myself.

Without an assistant director, he really didn't know if he could have kept up with the overall situation or kept up with the schedule.

"Where am I supposed to find an assistant director?"

One with experience in spy dramas.

An assistant director who can work with you to control the overall situation.

Where can I find one?

At this moment.

Li Yun was in his room.

Li Yun had no idea what kind of mercy Cai Sen and his group were offering.

All I know is that this emotion is incredibly real.

Li Yun thought about it for a moment.

How should I interpret this spy?

Yu Zecheng, the male protagonist in the undercover drama, has a remarkably large number of real-life counterparts, including Liu Qingshan, Wu Yan, and Li Qiangdong.

These are real historical figures.

Which person specifically?

That doesn't seem to be the case.

The prevailing view is that he didn't have a specific prototype; he was probably a composite of people who infiltrated the rear during that era.

An unnamed collection of heroes.

His name is just a code name.

That's it.

Li Yun didn't really have any real feeling about the profession of spy. If he had to say, the last cartoon he watched in his previous life was called Spy Play, and as the name suggests, it was a story that was like playing house.

The overall tone is one of family joy.

That was my last impression of the spy club profession.

Acting skills can accomplish a lot.

Presumably it was precisely because of his acting skills that the production team that was lurking in the shadows approached him.

Even if one doesn't appear to have any particular faith.

Oh no, perhaps Yang Guo had a faith.

Yang Guo's faith was Xiaolongnü, and love.

In his heart, his love for Xiaolongnu was something that could be equated with national righteousness and life and death.

It is the love between the rise and fall of nations.

It's a feeling of having faith.

So, relying on this feeling, it seems that it's not impossible to act as Yu Zecheng. Using the superb techniques of the method school, Li Yun felt that he should be able to integrate the personality of the previous character into this one.

Even the character portrayal in front of you isn't perfectly replicated.

It shouldn't be a problem.

What we want is the feeling and expression of faith.

At this moment, in a daze, Li Yun was pulled into another place.

I feel my consciousness starting to change.

We won.

Dawn is no longer the time to see the first light of day.

But it has truly arrived.

We've reached this point in time.

Li Yun followed his gaze.

We arrived at this place.

Arriving in this field.

The surrender of the Japanese was inevitable.

The liberation of the people is just around the corner.

As someone loyal to his country, Li Yun felt an immense sense of happiness.

From this body.

A sublime sense of happiness.

Before the events of "Lurking" began, Yu Zecheng was an outstanding graduate of a military academy who had dedicated himself to the front lines of the fight against the island nation.

They threw themselves into the fight against these invaders.

We have now been liberated.

Peace and tranquility are just around the corner.

But his superior told him this at this critical juncture.

The real war has only just begun.

It is far too early to slack off.

Can't we all sit down at the table and talk?

They are all brothers and sisters who fought side by side.

That's what Li Yun thought.

Or rather, that's what Yu Zecheng initially thought.

Or rather, that's how I feel.

At the beginning, I was so naive to think that we could sit down at the negotiating table and resolve this matter.

Very optimistic.

But it's also very cruel.

The cruel part is that the reality is not as Li Yun thought.

Or rather, being a spy is not child's play.

Emei Peak, Li Yun is at this intelligence station in Tianjing, in this confidential department of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Countless pieces of information linger in my ears every day.

All that intelligence came from his own countrymen.

When Li Yun truly saw the news of being either killed or beheaded, it was presented lightly on the paper.

These are all human lives.

Comrades who once fought side by side took each other's lives.

Light and airy.

Difficult to understand.

I have killed people.

Li Yun vividly remembered himself, the person he had personally eliminated.

He is a traitor.

Killing him felt nothing. Li Yun held the pistol in his hand and shot the bullet into his body.

I felt nothing

He killed Li Haifeng, a traitor and code expert for the Kuomintang.

On the eve of the end of the War of Resistance against Japan, he surrendered to the Japanese puppet regime.

This person is stupid.

Before he died, he asked Li Yun a question.

Which side are you from?

They'll come from both sides to kill you.

Li Yun simply replied.

It wasn't about either side; it was simply about resisting the Japanese.

Resisting the Japanese invaders.

He wasn't being relaxed, and Li Yun was killing without any pressure.

Because of this incident, he was promoted one rank, becoming a model for the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Li Yun killed Li Haifeng with pure and sincere heart.

There was no particular purpose.

Li Yun maintained only one stance from beginning to end, regardless of whether you were from Yan'an or Chongqing, but he had only one goal: to resist Japan.

Li Yun was still working as an intelligence agent at this time.

He wasn't a spy.

The position within the Military Intelligence Bureau was merely to gather intelligence; it did not require going deep behind enemy lines to do anything.

Perhaps there's not much difference between being a spy and being a Kuomintang agent.

Pretty cool, huh?

It wasn't until Li Yun, and until he himself fully joined Yan'an, that this changed.

A change in identity and stance.

Everything else changed as well.

The air seemed to have grown eyes and ears everywhere, with buzzing whispers coming from upstairs and downstairs.

Are there really people there?

Li Yun didn't know that the auditory hallucinations just followed him around like a shadow.

The smile on his face vanished.

They must have someone listening in.

They must have informants downstairs from the Military Intelligence Bureau.

That porter, his background.