Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's son's ex-boyfriend

Xun Qiu took a sip of tea and glanced at his two old partners unhurriedly.

He had anticipated their reaction.

After all, when he first met Lu Yu, his reaction was even stronger than theirs.

I was completely disappointed and felt that auditioning was a waste of time.

"Just watch, this kid won't let you down."

The script reading officially began, and the group went over several key scenes.

The first scene is Cheng Feng assigning Chen Haidong an undercover mission in the anti-drug squad office.

Dong Weiming sat across the square table, reading his lines from the script.

His delivery of lines is profound, his speech is powerful and resonant, and a mobilization speech spoken by him naturally carries weight.

Lu Yu sat opposite him without a script.

He has memorized almost all of his lines.

He sat with his head down, his posture upright.

There was a brief pause before each answer.

The rookie police officer was entrusted with an important task. After an instinctive hesitation, he quickly digested the information and became determined.

After reading the last line, Dong Weiming put down the script and carefully read Lu Yu's lines again.

He seemed to understand why Xun Qiu had chosen this person.

When this kid sat there, his face was clearly eye-catching, but his posture, expression, and aura completely diminished his handsomeness.

He did indeed look like a young man who had just graduated from police academy and was still somewhat reserved when being instructed by his seniors.

The second scene is Chen Haidong pledging his loyalty to drug lord Rattlesnake.

Lu Yu and Wei Yan acted together.

Wei Yan is a specialist in playing villains, and he is very skilled at this kind of role. His voice carries a sinister tone as soon as he opens his mouth.

Lu Yu's character, Chen Haidong, stood before him, his eyes revealing suppressed fear, yet his face displayed a greedy urge to survive.

Wei Yan was secretly taken aback when she saw his expression.

The reserved young man who was just acting opposite Dong Weiming is gone.

Now he is a marginalized person at the bottom of society who will do anything to survive.

After reading his lines, Wei Yan put down the script.

After a moment of silence, he turned and gave Xun Qiu a thumbs up.

Dong Weiming leaned back in his chair, picked up his teacup, and smiled at Xun Qiu: "This kid is indeed quite something."

He only learned today that this young man named Lu Yu was not from a professional acting background.

He asked casually just now, and Lu Yu answered truthfully that he studied finance in college.

A finance professional turned performer—his talent is simply too extraordinary.

The actor who played Anan, Luo Yichuan, was the most exaggerated.

After the script reading ended, he became Lu Yu's little shadow.

Although he is two years older than Lu Yu, his appearance makes him look perfectly natural playing a seventeen-year-old boy in this drama.

She is 1.77 meters tall, has a slender build, and a baby face with big, round eyes. When she smiles, she has a deep dimple on each side.

He looks very youthful.

He followed Lu Yu out of the teahouse, script in hand, catching up with her, his tone full of undisguised admiration:

"Lu Yu, your performance just now was amazing! Is this really your first time acting in a movie?"

"You really haven't studied acting before? That's impossible!"

Lu Yu walked side by side with him: "I just finished filming a web series and learned a lot from the actors in the same group."

Luo Yichuan was even more surprised: "You've only acted in one web series?"

"The way you were acting just now gave me goosebumps when I was sitting next to you watching you act with Teacher Wei."

"Why don't you rehearse with me sometime? I'd like to get a feel for it."

Lu Yu had a very good first impression of Luo Yichuan.

This actor, who is two years older than him, possesses a rare innocence and enthusiasm.

This is precisely the core characteristic of the character Anan.

In the movie, Luo Yichuan plays Anan, a seventeen-year-old boy who appears lively, cheerful, and carefree.

But he knew what lay hidden beneath the surface of this seemingly peaceful village.

Anan attended junior high school and saw people suffering from drug addiction when he was studying in town.

Those people were skin and bones, with empty eyes, and they would do anything for a breath of air.

He knew these things were wrong, that they were demonic, and that they were harmful.

But his ancestors had lived here for generations, and his grandparents and parents were all doing the same thing.

Anan didn't know what those people did with the money they earned.

They lived in this village their whole lives, afraid to go out. The money was hidden in an earthenware jar under the bed, where it got moldy and no one spent it.

Every day, Anan would walk quickly past that secluded spot deep in the village, keeping his head down.

Pretend not to see the strangers coming and going.

He dared not face it, because he could not change anything.

Until a disheveled young man came to the village.

The man was wearing a coat so dirty that its original color was unrecognizable, his hair was a messy smear on his face, and he smelled of a sour stench from not having showered for days.

The shoe on her foot had a hole in it, revealing her toes, which weren't wearing socks.

At first, the villagers were extremely wary of Chen Haidong.

Drug dealers are far more vigilant than ordinary people; they've seen far too many people trying to infiltrate their ranks.

The information the police prepared for Chen Haidong was flawless.

He was an orphan from the bottom of society who worked as a food deliveryman in the city. He hit someone and had no money to pay compensation.

He was chased and beaten by the other party's family members several times.

Having nowhere else to turn, they fled to this village on the southwestern border.

This information is all verifiable and verifiable within the public security system.

The drug dealers had people investigate, but they found nothing.

During his first year in the village, Chen Haidong showed no curiosity whatsoever.

Like a wild dog that had been beaten and was afraid, he wandered around the village every day with his head down, barely making ends meet by doing manual labor for the villagers.

He would chop firewood for anyone who needed it, and he would carry things for anyone who needed them, in exchange for a bowl of rice or a few roasted potatoes.

He never initiates conversations with anyone, nor does he wander around or inquire about anything.

He lived his life as a shadow.

In addition, Chen Haidong also made a friend.

Anan.

Anan liked this young man from outside the village because he was different from the others.

He wasn't fierce, and he wasn't curious about the strange atmosphere in the village.

He would listen quietly to Anan, and occasionally he would smile.

When he laughs, his lips bleed from the dryness and cracking.

Anan took him up the mountain to pick mushrooms, teaching him which ones were edible and which were poisonous. The two of them would spend the whole day in the misty mountains with bamboo baskets on their backs.

They would also hunt wild game in the forest using makeshift wire snares and slingshots made of branches, though most of the time they caught nothing.

But Anan still enjoyed it immensely.

The two of them could talk about almost anything.

To be precise, it was Anan who was speaking, and Chen Haidong who was listening.

Anan told him about things in town, about school, and about the girl he secretly liked.

Chen Haidong never takes the initiative to talk about his own affairs, but he will listen, and listen attentively.

That was the only time during Chen Haidong's undercover career that he could still feel like a human being.

On one occasion, a wilderness expedition team trespassed into the forests near the village without permission.

Anan happened to be picking mushrooms in that forest when he clashed with the expedition team.

The men shoved and cursed at Anan, saying he had damaged their equipment.