Playing the Eighth Route Army, the system is forcing this on me?

Chapter 11: Obtain a Special Random Reward

Island nation, JD.com.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Turtle Dice Jeong-sik watched that audition video dozens of times.

With each reading, his brow furrowed even more deeply.

He pressed the pause button.

The image freezes on the moment Yi Zheng looks up.

There was no exaggerated ferocity in those eyes, nor the fake ferocity often seen in movies and TV dramas.

As one of the island nation's top film critics, Masashi Kame has watched countless films in his life.

Island nations, Europe and America, all sorts of things.

He saw the most from the Dragon Kingdom.

There is a very practical reason for discussing the subject of the War of Resistance against Japan.

The island nation's government does not acknowledge that period of history.

It's not in the textbook.

It's not in the documentary.

It won't appear in movies or TV shows.

This leads to a very awkward reality.

Even actors from the island nation themselves don't know how to portray the Imperial Army back then!

Very ironic.

The island nation has its own Japanese soldiers, but they can't make a real film about them.

They can't act it out.

It's not that their acting is bad, it's that they can't even find any reference materials.

In order to study the performing arts, Guishi Zhengzhi has been collecting historical video materials preserved in China for many years.

Those faded old photos, blurry documentary footage, and survivors' oral accounts in video recordings.

He's seen too much.

Therefore, he knew all too well what the real "Zuo" was like.

That kind of inherent arrogance.

That feeling of being worse than an animal.

These are things that Jung-sik has never seen in any actor in the past twenty years.

The island nation's version is relatively good, since it's a natural performance, and it manages to capture some of the essence of the story.

In recent years, however, the Dragon Kingdom has been acting strangely for some unknown reason.

They were either tearing apart Japanese soldiers with their bare hands or blowing up airplanes with hand grenades.

Japanese actors are becoming increasingly effeminate.

Objectively speaking, this absurdity is even more of a failure to face up to that period of history than that of island nations.

So, in his opinion, no one in the world could actually act out what the real Japanese soldiers looked like!

until today.

Turtle Dice Zheng Zhi paused the video on the frame where Yi Zheng looked up.

His pupils contracted sharply.

That look in his eyes.

That wasn't an actor "performing" as a Japanese soldier.

That was a Japanese soldier—"alive"!

Kame Jung-sik has been a film critic for over twenty years, and he has his own set of standards for judging acting skills.

The most crucial point is: can you make the audience forget that you are an actor within three seconds?

But Yi Zheng didn't need three seconds!

He only used one look!

Turtle Dice Jeong-sik placed the video side by side with a piece of historical footage that he had secretly collected.

In the black and white image, a real island nation officer stands in front of the ruins, a faint smile on his lips, but his eyes are as empty as two dry wells.

Now let's look at Yi Zheng.

A chill ran down Gui Sizheng's back.

If we also adjust Yi Zheng's image to black and white.

He could hardly tell which was real historical footage and which was a performance by a young man from China.

This is terrifying!

Gui Si Zheng Zhi slowly leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling for a long time.

He has been in this industry for most of his life and has seen all kinds of geniuses.

But for someone of Yi Zheng's caliber, he couldn't find any comparable figure.

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait any longer.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

The call was connected.

A respectful male voice came from the other end.

"Dice and shells?"

There was no small talk between the turtle and the die.

"Help me contact the production team of 'Enjoy Your Leisure'."

……

On the other side, inside a rented room in Hengdian's urban village.

Four o'clock in the morning.

As soon as the alarm clock rang, Yi Zheng jumped out of bed.

This is no longer a habit.

It's a reaction etched into the bones.

Anyone who works as an extra in Hengcheng knows that sleeping in late means not getting any food.

Extras' contracts are mostly paid on a daily basis.

Work today, lunch today.

There's no work today, so I can only eat steamed buns and drink cold water.

What Yi Zheng used to fear most was waking up late in the morning.

By the time he arrived at the meeting point for the extras, they had already assigned all the tasks.

The rest are either corpses or background figures, and they have to depend on the mood of the group leader.

He splashed cold water on his face and then touched the contract.

Two million.

In the past, I would have stopped after finishing this deal.

Who cares about the future!

He took 200 million yuan back to his village and lived like an emperor.

But not this time, he's still waiting to activate the system!

Hurry up and finish this job. Once I play the pangolin, the system will detect that I'm playing the Eighth Route Army soldier, and I'll definitely be able to activate my character!

By then, becoming a movie star will be a piece of cake.

It was still dark outside.

The alleys in the urban village were damp, with garbage bags piled up in the corners. A few stray cats would dart into the shadows when the headlights of electric scooters shone on them.

There is no bus service at this time.

Should I take a taxi?

Yi Zheng glanced at his phone balance and immediately gave up the idea.

The contract has been signed, but the money is still a long way off.

Let's be frugal for a while longer.

He pushed the secondhand electric scooter out the door.

The handlebars are a bit crooked, and the brakes aren't very effective.

But I've gotten used to it by now.

There was no one on the streets in the early morning, and Yi was riding his bike while scrolling through his phone.

"Creak—!"

Just as Yi was looking at his phone, two middle-aged women in flashy sportswear suddenly darted out from the intersection ahead.

Yi Zheng's pupils contracted sharply, and he gripped the brakes tightly with his right hand.

The electric scooter came to a steady stop less than half a meter away from one of the older women.

They didn't even touch a hem of his clothes.

However, the next second, the slightly overweight woman's reaction was truly Oscar-worthy.

The moment the vehicle stopped, she suddenly sat down on the ground, gripping the front wheel of the electric scooter tightly with both hands, and began to wail.

"Ouch! Someone's been hit! Oh no! Someone's been hit!"

Another thin middle-aged woman immediately joined in.

"Young man, is that how you ride a bike?!"

what?

Yi was sitting in the car seat, not saying a word.

Seeing that Yi Zheng remained silent, the thin woman assumed he was easy to bully.

"How do you ride a bike, young man? Are you rushing to be reborn so early in the morning?"

Several sanitation workers who were sweeping the streets early in the morning looked over when they heard the noise. The thin woman immediately raised her voice and held on tightly to the front of the car.

"Don't go! You're not leaving until you give me an explanation!"

Yi Zheng was speechless.

What happened?

Are people who stage accidents for insurance fraud now so cunning?

It's not even five o'clock yet, and they're already on duty?

In the past, Yi Zhengfei would have argued with them for hundreds of rounds.

But not now.

He was rushing to the film set.

The contract was just signed yesterday, and I'm already late for my first day on the job?

Just when he was in a dilemma.

【Ding! 】

Deep within my mind, a cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang out.