We asked you to make an anti-corruption film, but you made one in the name of the people!

Upon hearing this, Jin Chen immediately perked up, slamming her milk tea down on the table: "Sister Ma Li, you've come to the right person!"

Ma Li leaned closer to her, her face serious: "Tell me, tell me quickly."

"Director Lin's filming style can be summed up in one word—fast." Jin Chen held up one finger. "But even though he's fast, he never rushes you. When he's explaining a scene to you, he doesn't talk about emotions or rhythm; he just tells you about the character. Once you understand, you naturally know how to act."

Li Yitong added from the side: "Yes, yes, yes, when I was filming 'The Storm,' there was a crying scene, and I just couldn't cry. Director Lin came over and said to me, 'Meng Yu isn't crying for herself, she's crying for An Xin, she's crying for her father.' After he said that, I broke down."

Ma Li nodded repeatedly: "Then Lei Jiayin, did you hear that? When we have our argument scene later, tell me about me too."

Lei Jiayin took a step back, holding her thermos: "How dare I give you acting advice, Teacher Ma Li? You're so quick to talk."

"Get lost!" Mary slapped his arm.

Wang Chuanjun, who was standing to the side, suddenly interjected, "Director Lin has another characteristic—he doesn't swear."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Jin Chen immediately chimed in, "I spent more than a month on the set of 'All or Nothing,' and Director Lin never said a harsh word to me. He's the kind of person who—if you don't act well, he's not in a hurry. He just looks at you and asks you, 'Do you think this character would do that?' That one sentence is more painful than being scolded."

Zhao Liying listened for a while before speaking, her voice not loud: "This is my first time working with Director Lin. When I watched 'The Storm' before, I wondered what kind of person the director was who could dig out Zhang Songwen from his supporting roles of more than ten years." She paused and glanced at Lin Mo, who was talking to Lao Zhao on the monitor. "After he arrived, I found that he doesn't seem like a director."

"What does it look like?" Li Yitong asked.

"Like a doctor," Zhao Liying said, "taking a pulse."

Ma Li slapped her thigh: "Liying, your analogy is brilliant! It's exactly like that—he just sits there and doesn't say anything, but he knows whether you acted right or wrong."

Zhang Yixing walked back from the monitor and overheard this, adding, "So when I was watching the playback just now, I told Director Lin that the color tone of this film is warmer than that of 'All for the Winner,' and Director Lin glanced at me. I knew he was right."

Jin Chen's eyes widened: "Yixing, when did you become such a good audience member?"

"I learned it from Director Lin." Zhang Yixing scratched his head, a little embarrassed. "When we were filming 'All or Nothing,' he would talk to me about the scenes every day. As he talked, I learned to watch them myself."

As they were talking, Old Zhao poked his head out from behind the monitor, holding a megaphone: "Attention all units! Next scene, prepare! Han Ming and Lü Lingling will be having a conversation in the corridor. Teacher Lei Jiayin and Teacher Gao Ye, take your positions!"

Lei Jiayin shoved the thermos into Ma Li's hands: "Hold this for me."

Ma Li took it and yelled at him, "Don't NG! There are so many people watching!"

"Don't put pressure on me!" Lei Jiayin walked down the corridor without looking back.

Gao Ye also stood up, straightened the collar of his prosecutor's uniform, and whispered as he passed Jin Chen, "This scene has a particularly dense script; I memorized it until midnight yesterday."

"Go for it, Sister Ye!" Jin Chen gave her a fist bump.

The two stood in the corridor backdrop.

Liu, the lighting manager, had already adjusted the lights—half of the corridor was bright and half was dark, and the light coming in from the window was a warm yellow, like the sun at three or four in the afternoon.

Old Sun carried the equipment, and the camera slowly pushed forward following Lei Jiayin.

Lin Mo sat behind the monitor, holding a walkie-talkie, without saying a word.

Production assistant Xiao Liu raised the clapperboard: "Scene 32, Act 20, Shot 1, First Take—Snap!"

Lei Jiayin walked slowly down the corridor, carrying a case file in his hand, his brow furrowed. Gao Ye followed beside him, speaking rapidly: "Han Ming, have you looked at that case file? I think there are flaws."

Lei Jiayin didn't stop: "The flaws are too big."

"So what are you planning to do?" Gao Ye pressed him.

Lei Jiayin stopped, turned around to look at Gao Ye, opened his mouth, then closed it again.

He glanced down at the case file in his hand, then looked up again. His expression wasn't one of hesitation, but rather that of someone weighing something very heavy.

"Do what needs to be done," he said.

Just that one sentence, but Lin Mo nodded slightly behind the monitor.

Gao Ye paused for a moment—it wasn't acting, she was genuinely drawn into Lei Jiayin's state—then she blurted out, "But the higher-ups are urging us to close the case."

"The higher up is the higher up." Lei Jiayin tucked the case file under his arm, looking at the top pages. His voice wasn't loud, but every word was steady. "The law cannot yield to illegality."

Behind the monitor, everyone fell silent.

Jin Chen held the kebab in his hand, forgetting to put it in his mouth.

Li Yitong's mouth was open, and the milk tea straw was hanging in mid-air.

Zhang Yixing stood next to the monitor, staring intently at the screen.

Zhao Liying didn't say anything, but she tapped her knee twice with her fingers—a habitual gesture she made when she was memorizing something.

"Click," Lin Mo said.

The entire room fell silent for a second.

Then Lin Mo stood up and said, "That's too much."

Jin Chen was the first to react, and the skewer fell from his hand back into the bag: "You passed? You passed with just one skewer?"

Old Zhao chuckled beside him: "What's the big deal? Director Lin gets it right in one take, that's standard procedure for him."

Lei Jiayin walked out of the corridor set, with Gao Ye following behind her, still wiping her eyes with a tissue—she had been so emotionally involved in the scene just now that she almost cried.

"Brother Lei, what you just said—'The law cannot yield to illegality—' Jin Chen rushed up, "I got goosebumps listening to that."

Lei Jiayin took the thermos cup handed to him by Ma Li and took a sip: "Director Lin's lines are good."

"You have to deliver your lines correctly even if they're good," Ma Li rarely praised him. "That pause you made just now was you weighing things up, not hesitating—you got the timing right."

Lei Jiayin chuckled: "That's because Director Lin explains the acting so thoroughly."

Gao Ye walked over, and Jin Chen grabbed her arm: "Sister Ye, you're amazing! You kept asking him about the rhythm, so fast but not chaotic, especially that moment of surprise—was that improvised?"

Gao Ye nodded: "When Brother Lei said 'Do whatever you have to do,' my heart skipped a beat. It wasn't an act; I was genuinely shocked."

"That's what acting together is all about," Wang Chuanjun added. "Good actors support and complement each other. Getting a take isn't just one person's achievement; it's because both actors are fully immersed in the scene."

Lei Jiayin glanced at him: "You're absolutely right. I was halfway through my sentence when I saw Gao Ye's expression, and I felt the same way. This kind of acting is so comfortable, really comfortable."

Gao Ye nodded beside him.

Jin Chen suddenly remembered something and turned to Zhang Yixing: "Yixing, were you watching the monitor just now? What did you think?"

Zhang Yixing thought for a moment and said, "When Lei Ge played Han Ming, he reminded me of An Xin."

"Where does it resemble?" Li Yitong asked.

"It's not about looks, it's about the kind of person who chases after someone for over ten years, until their hair turns white and their hands tremble, but if you ask them if it was worth it, they won't answer you. They'll just tell you—what needs to be done must be done." Zhang Yixing paused. "Han Ming is that kind of person too."

Zhao Liying chimed in from the side, her voice low but clear: "Yixing is right. Han Ming isn't a hero, but he's the kind of person who makes the law more humane."

Lei Jiayin was overwhelmed by the praise and waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "Alright, alright, if you keep praising me, I'll get cocky—who's next?"

"Yours." Lin Mo didn't even look up from behind the monitor. "Next scene: Han Ming and Li Maojuan arguing. Lei Jiayin and Ma Li, get ready."

Ma Li jumped up: "It's my turn! Li Ying, you keep an eye on things for me. If I don't perform well this time, give me feedback."

Zhao Liying smiled and said, "Sister Ma Li, you'll definitely be fine."

"That's hard to say," Ma Li called back as she walked towards the set, "Lei Jiayin, don't laugh later! I can't hold it in if you laugh!"

"I won't laugh unless you laugh."