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

Kong Sheng's doubts were not without reason.

He may be a tyrant on set, but he also values ​​talent.

The downfall of many geniuses stems from the complete shattering of their self-confidence.

Acting alongside a veteran actor like Yang Xinming is already very exhausting.

Now they have to perform an even more important scene, one they're completely unprepared for.

Moreover, the other party is a popular celebrity, which is different from acting alongside Yang Xinming.

To put it bluntly, to act opposite Yang Xinming, all you need is talent.

Acting opposite Xiao Zhan means facing more than just the pressure of being in front of the camera.

There's also public opinion, the media, and Xiao Zhan's millions of fans.

If you act opposite Xiao Zhan, even the slightest mistake will be magnified on the internet.

Many young actors have had their mental state completely shattered by being criticized by the audience, and have never recovered.

Kong Shengchao, the translator, beckoned to the person and whispered a few words to him.

"Go and go over your lines with Yi Zheng right away."

"Tell him that it's okay if he doesn't speak well, as long as his lip movements are correct."

"If all else fails, we can do post-production dubbing. It's not shameful."

The translator nodded, took the script, and walked towards Yi Zheng.

But before he could take two steps, Yi Zheng had already come over by himself.

He held the script in his hand and shrugged casually.

"It's alright, Director Kong, I know a little bit of the island language too."

Kong Sheng was taken aback.

In Li Sisi's live stream, the chat was flooded with comments.

"Does he also speak the island language?"

"Keep it up, can extras really speak the island's language?"

"Even if your Mandarin has that 'Zuo flavor,' speaking proper Taiwanese is another matter entirely."

"I feel like things are going to go wrong."

Kong Sheng did not want to undermine the confidence of young people.

This scene tests not only pronunciation, but also the ability to convey the sinister energy of Okawara.

He gave the translator a wink.

The translator was also a shrewd individual. Even though Yi Zheng said he knew the island language, he still took the script and slowly read the few lines of dialogue in the island language several times.

He spoke very slowly, pronouncing each syllable clearly.

Actually, it was read aloud to Yi Zheng.

Yi Zheng was not opposed to it.

He didn't have any baggage on his shoulders, nor was he like some young actors who were eager to prove they could do everything.

He simply nodded to the translator and listened attentively to the whole thing.

Xiao Zhan stood not far away, twirling the cap of a mineral water bottle in his hand.

Seeing that Yi Zheng said it was no problem, he twisted the bottle cap and walked over.

"Shall we get started filming right away?"

"Okay." Kong Sheng stood up and dusted off his pants.

"All departments, move over there. Be in position within ten minutes over the flagpole."

The walkie-talkies immediately crackled with responses from each group.

"Photography crew received!"

"Lighting crew, transition!"

"Check the flagpole over there for the props!"

Ten minutes later.

All groups are now fully in place.

A prop bamboo flagpole stands in an open space at the village entrance, with a hemp rope threaded through a pulley at the top.

Xiao Zhan had already changed into Mo Dexian's costume.

Dressed in tattered coarse cloth, he carried a bamboo pole.

According to the script, Mo Dexian tied explosives to the flagpole, preparing to perish together with the Japanese soldiers.

Seeing that the two were in place, Kong Sheng signaled for the clapperboard to be raised.

"Scene 3 of 'Leisure' is a one-shot film."

Snapped.

"Action!"

Xiao Zhan walked out of the alleyway carrying a bamboo pole.

He walked very slowly.

Every step felt like walking on a knife's edge.

But his back was ramrod straight.

There was no fear in his eyes.

It's a kind of composure that comes from risking your life and then being fearless of anything.

He walked to the flagpole and stopped.

I looked up at the top of the flagpole.

Then he slowly turned around and faced the camera.

Behind the monitor, Kong Sheng nodded slightly.

it is good.

Xiao Zhan's entrance was perfectly timed.

That fearless spirit emanated from his eyes, needing no dialogue or background music.

The live stream chat also started praising it.

"Xiao Zhan is awesome."

"That's what an actor should be like."

"This is how our countrymen should behave! Don't be a coward, just fight the Japanese!"

"As expected of the male lead."

After Xiao Zhan stopped.

The scene shifts.

Yi Zheng has entered the picture.

He walked over from the other side of the flagpole.

The sound of military boots clicking softly on the gravel ground was very faint.

His gait was completely different from Xiao Zhan's.

No rush, no slow pace.

It even carried a touch of leisurely strolling.

It's like coming to see a performance.

Yi Zheng walked to the flagpole and stopped.

He didn't look at Xiao Zhan.

Instead, he looked up at the flagpole, then reached out and slowly pulled the rope down.

At the other end of the rope hung a folded national flag.

The island nation's flag is designed in a very clever way; it looks like a sanitary napkin with a drop of menstrual blood in the middle.

I feel like I'll go through menopause if I look at it too much.

Yi Zheng tied the rope and began raising the flag.

The movements were neither hurried nor slow.

It even has a bit of a ritualistic feel to it.

The white flag with a red circle rose higher and higher.

A gust of wind blew, and the flag unfurled.

The staff at the scene felt a strange sense of unease as they watched the flag being raised.

Even though I know it's just filming, I still feel uncomfortable.

Xiao Zhan stood opposite him, his eyes already red.

He stared intently at the flag, his knuckles turning white from gripping the bamboo pole so tightly.

There are no lines in this scene.

It's all thanks to the two of them being in good spirits.

The live stream was quiet for a few seconds, then the chat suddenly flooded in with comments.

"Damn, I'm ready to fight."

"The atmosphere here is so oppressive."

"Yi Zheng's flag-raising gesture was so slow and leisurely, it was so annoying."

"Xiao Zhan's eyes were full of hatred; his acting was superb."

The flag rose higher and higher.

Almost.

It was just a hair's breadth away from touching the top of the flagpole.

Suddenly, Yi Zheng stopped.

The rope in his hand stopped moving.

Then he gently turned his head.

He looked at Xiao Zhan.

There was something indescribable in those smug eyes.

Not vicious.

It's not anger.

It's a kind of condescending curiosity, like sizing up the prey.

He spoke.

"Wouldn't we die if we went any higher?"

This line was written according to the script and was spoken in Mandarin.

Xiao Zhan, on the other end of the line, was taken aback.

hiss.

Goosebumps instantly appeared on my skin.

He wasn't there when I auditioned yesterday.

Today, when the two of them acted together, he realized that when Yi Zheng spoke Mandarin, the seasoning was a bit too strong!

Xiao Zhan's surprise was unintentional.

Kong Sheng, watching from behind the monitor, liked it very much.

very good!

That's the feeling he wanted.

The dialogue between a villager and a Japanese soldier should be filled with a sense of fear to make it feel real!

Those scenes in those anti-Japanese war dramas where even the village dogs aren't afraid of the Japanese soldiers are pure idiocy and stupidity!

Moreover, the way Yi Zheng said it, with a slight upward inflection at the end, carried a questioning tone.

It sounded like they were genuinely asking a question.

It's like teasing a caged beast.

Her acting skills are in no way inferior to Xiao Zhan's.

it is good!

Kong Sheng slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "I've got it! I feel like I've got it!"

It seems my worries were unnecessary!

Let's see what Yizheng says in his local dialect next.

Even if the pronunciation isn't perfect, as long as the aura is conveyed, he'll approve it!

The next second, Yi Zheng spoke.

"Hey, if he dares to bend over, shoot him!"

The moment the lines were spoken, an inexplicable murderous aura rushed towards them through the monitor screen.

hiss……

Island language?!

Kong Sheng's eyes lit up!

Is this guy really even a little bit good at it?

Thinking of this, he quickly turned to look at the crew's translator.

At that moment, what was reflected on his retina was the image of the translator's pupils constricting to the extreme, his face filled with fear!

"What's wrong?"

"Yi Zheng mispronounced it?!"