A real killer playing a villain; the guy surnamed Zhen in Detective, run!

When director Liang Yu and producer Xu Zhou saw Lu Yuan walk in, they instinctively stood up straight.

The whiteboard from the reading session was still fresh in their minds.

Liang Yu forced a smile: "Teacher Lu, thank you for your hard work. The dressing room is over here."

Xu Zhou chimed in, "Today we're mainly shooting costume photos. We'll try out the first scene this afternoon, so there's no rush."

The stylist was already waiting in the dressing room.

On the table is the complete outfit of the male protagonist, "Gu Chenzhou".

A long black trench coat, with a stiff cut and a glossy fabric; a dark gray shirt, silver-rimmed glasses, and an old pocket watch, all custom-made by the props department according to the character's background in the script.

The stylist's surname is Tang, and he has worked on many suspense dramas.

She has seen demanding internet celebrities and also movie stars who are so famous that they close their eyes as soon as they sit down.

But when Lu Yuan came in, she involuntarily stopped holding the powder puff.

It's not because Lu Yuan is arrogant.

On the contrary, he doesn't seem like someone who just overturned a massive online smear campaign.

He put the sixth cat on the chair and patted its head first: "Don't run around, there are a lot of people outside today."

The sixth brother lowered his head and smelled the makeup brush.

Lu Yuan brought it back: "You can't eat this. If you do, you'll have glialed stools tonight."

The assistants were trembling with suppressed laughter, but dared not utter a sound.

Sister Tang cleared her throat: "Teacher Lu, shall we do your hair first?"

"Okay." Lu Yuan sat down, placing the thermos cup beside him.

The sixth brother squatted on his knees, observing himself in the mirror.

When the assistants applied Lu Yuan's foundation, they were very gentle, afraid of touching the wrong spot and triggering some strange consequences.

Lu Yuan himself was fine.

He closed his eyes and asked Sister Tang, "Is this trench coat expensive?"

Sister Tang was taken aback: "It was custom-made by the production team, so the cost wasn't low."

Lu Yuan opened his eyes: "So, does that mean dry cleaning is the only option?"

Sister Tang: "..."

The assistant next to him couldn't help but cough.

Old Mai walked by the door with the newly revised script in his hand.

I saw Lu Yuan holding a cat, earnestly confirming with the clothing assistant whether the clothes could be machine washed.

Old Mai's old worries resurfaced.

He admitted that Lu Yuan understood the logic of crime very well.

However, Gu Chenzhou is neither a crime consultant nor a money-saving expert from a lifestyle channel.

This role requires a rational to cruel judgment, and a cold-blooded perspective looking down from a high vantage point of humanity.

Can Lu Yuan pull off this look of carrying a thermos, worrying about damaging his clothes, and haggling with the cat?

On the other side, several young actors were also chatting in hushed tones.

"Why do I feel like Teacher Lu is a bit...too down-to-earth?"

"Won't wearing a trench coat make me look like an old man taking a stroll at the entrance of the neighborhood?"

"You're talking nonsense. Last time he sold garbage bags on a live stream, 30 million people watched."

"I'm not trying to criticize him, I'm just worried about the role."

Old Mai remained silent; he was also worried.

Ten minutes later, the changing room curtain was drawn back.

The noise in the dressing room stopped instantly.

Lu Yuan walked out, his black trench coat covering his shoulders, his shirt buttoned up to the top, and silver-rimmed glasses perched on his nose.

He raised his hand and pushed the frame of the glasses up.

The thrifty little expert from before has disappeared!

His breathing changed, and his shoulders and neck relaxed to an almost dangerous degree. His footsteps landed very lightly, and his gaze swept across the entire room, leaving everyone he looked at speechless.

The setting spray in Tang Jie's hand stopped in mid-air.

The assistant had just picked up the brush when he forgot where to put it.

Old Mai stood by the door, his back chilled by the air conditioner.

This is Gu Chenzhou, who just came out of the crime scene, washed his hands, and finished writing a psychological profile for the murderer!

As Liang Yu entered, she wanted to ask if everything was ready.

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I swallowed them back.

He stared at Lu Yuan, his eyes lighting up. "Okay."

Xu Zhou followed behind, also in a daze.

There's a very crude standard in the industry for judging whether an actor's costume fitting is successful.

You don't need to explain the premise; if he just stands up, people will believe him.

Lu Yuan is right now!

The props team leader stood to the side, holding the box, and swallowed hard.

Liang Yu turned around: "Where's the gun? Let me test it."

The props team leader quickly stepped forward and handed it over with both hands.

"Teacher Lu, this is the male lead's sidearm. It's a metal prop that can't be fired, but its weight is based on the proportions of a real gun."

Lu Yuan took it, his fingers slid over the gun, and his thumb flicked the safety.

The props team leader was terrified.

Having worked in prop making for so many years, he has observed that actors handling guns generally fall into two categories.

One type treats guns like toys, posing coolly when they hold them up.

One type is too scared, holding it like a hot potato.

Lu Yuan wasn't one of them. When the gun was in his hands, it felt like he was returning to a place where he was supposed to be.

With the muzzle slightly lowered, upper arm tightened, center of gravity lowered by half an inch, body turned to the side, and left hand naturally protecting the area below the gun.

That's a tactical alert stance.

Introverted, effortless.

The people at the door fell silent.

The photographer originally only wanted to take a test shot, but once he pressed the shutter, he couldn't stop shooting.

Click, click-click.

He didn't dare to shout "Look at the camera!"

Because Lu Yuan doesn't need to look at the camera at all; the camera should just go to him on its own!

Old Mai suddenly realized that he had been too conservative when he revised the script a few days ago.

This person can play more than just "Detective".

He can portray something deeper behind the detective.

Liang Yu gripped the walkie-talkie, her voice low: "Film it. Film the makeup test right away."

The makeup photos went exceptionally well.

The photographer got more and more excited as he took pictures, and eventually he lay down on the ground to find the best angle.

Lu Yuan held a gun in one hand and a pocket watch on his finger with the other. The cold, inorganic sense of judgment behind the lens silenced everyone around the monitor.

Xu Zhou looked at the screen and said in a low voice, "The platform will be ecstatic when this poster is released."

Liang Yu stared at the screen: "Don't rush to post it. Hide it first."

Why?

"Don't play all your good cards at once."

Old Mai chimed in from the side, "We can't let our competitors copy our work too early."

After the makeup was done, a stagehand ran over to announce, "Director, the auspicious time has arrived, and the opening ceremony is ready."

The group moved outside.

The incense table has been set up.

A red cloth was laid on the table, with fruit, pastries, tea, and a glistening roast suckling pig placed in the center.

The cameras were covered with red cloth, and the main cast members stood in their positions according to their billing order.

Lu Yuan, as the male lead, was placed in the center position.

He hadn't changed out of his black trench coat, and he was still wearing his silver-rimmed glasses.

The coldness emanating from him, reminiscent of Gu Chenzhou, caused the younger actors standing nearby to automatically give him a half-step distance when positioning themselves.

Liang Yu picked up the incense sticks and distributed them to the main creators.

"May everyone have a smooth and safe start to filming today."

Xu Zhou whispered to Lu Yuan, "Teacher Lu, after you finish praying, just put the incense sticks into the burner."

Lu Yuan nodded: "I understand."

Lao Liu was originally being watched by the stagehands, squatting next to the cat carrier not far away.

It's so quiet, it didn't make a sound today!

Lu Yuan didn't believe it! As he raised the incense, he glanced to the side out of the corner of his eye.