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

Chapter 374, On the Eve of the Movie Viewing

"You must have suffered a lot of grievances while you were working on the film crew."

When Liu Shanhe saw the list of assistant directors being revealed.

He felt a pang of sympathy for his subordinates.

When he saw Li Yun's name on it, he was a little incredulous. Although "Undercover" wasn't a top-tier project, it was still a mainstream project.

It's still a collaborative project, an official project between Southern TV and its partners.

However, this very collaborative project was within his core creative team.

There was actually a person's name on it.

A jarring name.

Li Yun.

This shouldn't be the case.

That should absolutely not be done.

This name shouldn't be here.

He had initially held a sliver of hope for remaining in hiding, but now he truly had no hope left.

A trial run, a work that went to the bottom.

It's a waste of Feng He'en's talent; his acting skills are clearly better suited for better occasions.

"Do I feel wronged? If I had to describe it, it wouldn't be a feeling of being wronged, but rather a very strange and wonderful feeling." At this moment, Feng He'en seemed to be savoring the memory.

I closed my eyes and savored the memory.

Reliving the feeling of being on the film set.

That tactile sensation still feels like it has never left me.

It is addictive and fascinating.

"How should I put it, Director Liu, it's a very complicated feeling."

"I know, I know, of course I understand you. Next time I arrange a role for you, I'll give priority to roles within the system."

The undercover production team was not a purely institutional project.

It was a collaborative project, and because of that, Liu Shanhe didn't have much of a feeling about it from the beginning.

It can only be said that Feng He'en particularly likes spy dramas with intense acting in small scenes, and it just so happens that he's a good fit for the genre.

But I never expected that this spy drama would have such a strange turn of events.

It's truly frustrating.

At this moment, Feng He'en finally recovered and sensed that Liu Shanhe's attitude was a bit strange, so he said quirkily.

"I feel like you've misunderstood something."

"What's the misunderstanding?"

"Hmm, never mind. How about we watch 'Lurking' together?"

"If you want to."

Liu Shanhe paused for a moment and then said, "I guess the only interesting thing is your performance season."

But then, Liu Shanhe changed his mind.

I don't know if those kids can keep up with his acting.

Feng He'en is a senior national first-class actor from the August First Film Studio.

The biggest drawback is that it's easy to get carried away and leave others embarrassed.

This resulted in a disappointing overall screen presentation.

Unfortunately, he was too talented.

Others can't outrun him.

If the strength of one side is too obvious, it is easy for a sense of division and disagreement to arise, and this sense of division and disagreement can easily ruin the performance on screen.

His talent was too great, and his willfulness led to the regrettable outcome.

At this time, Liu Shanhe was also busy with film-related matters for a while.

It's time to balance work and rest and take a break.

At that moment, he also received a phone call.

His old rival.

At this moment, Lu Zhengguang mocked.

"Is he dead?"

"You can't say anything nice, Lu Zhengguang. What do you mean by that?"

"I've brought some duck and Fenjiu liquor. Wait for me at home. This May Day holiday, let's go to your house to watch TV dramas. Doesn't your wife like spy dramas? Let's watch 'Lurking' together, okay?"

Upon hearing that there was wine and duck, Liu Shanhe felt he could still tolerate this old scoundrel.

Although the two have completely different ideas about the future of the industry and often act as rivals.

But their relationship in private might be closer to that of friends?

They're just friends.

It's just that the two old men stubbornly refuse to acknowledge each other as friends.

They were both strangely disliking each other, and it seemed like they were teasing each other in a rather odd way.

At this time, the Li family in the capital.

Li Mo is currently resting at home. Filming this movie was a very tiring process for him, and he even felt that he might be getting old.

The aging body seemed unable to withstand such high-intensity work.

"Maybe I really am getting old..." Li Mo looked at himself in the mirror and realized that he was no longer the handsome, dashing, and romantic scholar he once was.

The sentimental young man is no more.

Now all that remains is a withered shell, worn down by the passage of time.

a lot of things.

It's time to let go.

For example, my good-for-nothing son. He was sentenced to so many years, even though I always had high hopes for him. But he just disappointed me time and time again.

As for the other son...

"Hey bro, Li Yun's 'Lurking' is about to be released, why don't you come watch it with me?"

"No, I'm a little tired."

Li Yuxuan felt somewhat helpless as he watched his older brother treat him so perfunctorily.

Perhaps they were just tired.

But fatigue is only one of the reasons.

"You don't even have the courage to face it, bro. It seems you've lost your former edge. Can you still make a good movie like this?"

Li Yuxuan neither confirmed nor denied this.

It was even somewhat faint.

He would naturally support and read his nephew's work.

Ji Tielan, who is the matriarch of the Li family at this moment, is also sitting in front of the television.

I don't know how many years it's been.

Old Master Li started watching television programs again.

As he got older, he stopped being so interested in television.

And it seems that Li Yun has appeared.

It piqued her interest in that area.

Let's watch this TV series.

"When will it start playing?" Ji Tielan asked Li Yuxuan slowly.

"Not that fast yet, at least the day after tomorrow." At this moment, Li Yuxuan teased, "Can't wait, Your Majesty?"

It seems to be because of their shared love for TV dramas.

Li Yuxuan and Ji Tielan's relationship has grown even closer.

This old woman, who always had a cold and stern face, treated this younger man in private.

"You have no manners," Ji Tielan said calmly, without any anger.

"My fault, my fault, but let me state my position first. Personally, I don't really think these kids can produce the effect you want."

Li Yuxuan paused for a moment before speaking.

Sense of faith.

This is a very mysterious thing in spy dramas.

Many actors have their own interpretations.

Excessive emotional manipulation becomes pointless sentimentality.

If there's less of it, you won't feel that way.

If it's too deliberate, it will become a ridiculous war drama. With the internet so developed now, if a work becomes a ridiculous drama in the derogatory sense, it will become a big joke.

This situation is actually quite common.

Especially in the field of war dramas.

After all, that era of constant warfare is far too long ago.

Kimono exhibitions can even be openly displayed next to the Nanjing City Memorial Hall.

Memories have become blurred by this generation.

(End of this chapter)