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

If Dong Yanchen really gets angry, things will get complicated today.

Qiao Zhixi is not afraid of Lu Yu, but he cannot really offend the production company.

He'll be working in the entertainment industry from now on.

"You'd better remember what you said." Dong Yanchen stared at him coldly, his eyes completely different from usual.

Previously, when Dong Yancheng looked at him, he occasionally showed a bit of care for a junior.

That look in his eyes now is chillingly cold.

After saying this, Dong Yancheng turned around and strode behind the monitor.

Qiao Zhixi felt a chill run down her spine from his inexplicable gaze.

Although Dong Yanchen's tone was fierce, it wasn't like he hadn't been scolded by producers before.

It was that look in his eyes...

Qiao Zhixi looked in the direction Dong Yanchen had walked, and saw the young man in the floral shirt still sitting behind the monitor.

He never stood up from beginning to end.

He crossed his legs, looking relaxed, as if the farce before him was nothing more than a short skit to pass the time.

What Qiao Zhixi couldn't understand was the strange look he gave her.

They were complete strangers, and it should have been their first meeting, yet there was a hint of pity in his eyes.

Not friendly.

That condescending gaze is very uncomfortable.

Why is he looking at me like that?

A flicker of unease crossed Qiao Zhixi's mind, but he quickly suppressed it.

He's just a stranger of unknown origin, maybe one of Dong Yanchen's drinking buddies, someone who loves to watch the drama unfold.

There's no need to scare yourself unnecessarily.

Dong Yanchen walked behind the monitor but did not sit down again.

He bent down and whispered a few words in Director Chen's ear.

After hearing this, Director Chen's expression immediately changed, becoming very complicated.

Dong Yanchen told him not to take the filming too seriously, just enough to get it right, since the footage they filmed today might not even be useful anyway.

Director Chen has been directing for over twenty years and has seen all sorts of situations on film sets.

While last-minute casting changes are uncommon in the film and television industry, they are certainly not unheard of either.

The male lead was replaced by the investors halfway through filming, the second female lead was told her role was cut after a month of filming, and all the scenes that had already been filmed had to be reshot for various reasons.

He has experienced all of these things.

Dong Yanchen roughly guessed what he meant: someone above was dissatisfied with Qiao Zhixi.

Moreover, that person was so important that Dong Yanchen considered replacing the male lead a month after filming began.

Chen Ming didn't ask any more questions, nodded silently, picked up the walkie-talkie again, and spoke with a tired tone.

"All departments, reposition yourselves. One more step. Be prepared."

Qiao Zhixi and Lu Yu stood in the center of the Execution Platform once again.

This time, Qiao Zhixi wanted to film it seriously.

He didn't have a change of heart; Dong Yanchen's words had genuinely intimidated him.

If he really angers the production team, although they might not actually replace him, he will definitely lose the opportunity to work with them in the future.

No matter how rich Ye Mingqi is, he can't buy off the entire film and television industry for him.

Qiao Zhixi wanted to film seriously, but he soon discovered a problem.

He's finding it harder to get into the zone.

Previously, all his attention was focused on how to cause trouble for Lu Yu, and his mind was not on the role at all.

He recited his lines and made his expressions mechanically, knowing that the director would yell "cut" anyway.

Now that the director isn't yelling "cut" and is letting him improvise, he realizes that he has completely lost the essence of the character Ling Yunshu.

Standing opposite him was Lu Yu, still the aloof Immortal Venerable Jiqing, and still the cold-eyed, upright Shen Du.

The previous dozen or so NGs had no effect on him.

Lu Yu can still get into character in a second, his eyes sharp.

On the other hand, Qiao Zhixi herself could no longer recapture the feeling of mixed determination and heartache she had experienced the first time.

"start!"

Halfway through reciting her lines, Qiao Zhixi suddenly forgot what the next line was.

He opened his mouth, but his mind went blank, and it took him almost five seconds to remember.

Those five seconds are absolutely unusable in the final cut.

Viewers might think that Ling Yunshu was stunned by Shen Du's imposing presence.

His expression was off too.

He was supposed to portray Ling Yunshu's tragic and resolute demeanor in the face of her master, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned down.

These are Qiao Zhixi's own nervous expressions.

Worst of all, Ling Yunshu's sword-drawing movements were too slow.

Shen Du was already prepared to parry when Ling Yunshu raised his sword, making the scene look like two actors waiting for each other.

Qiao Zhixi thought to herself, "It's over, this one definitely can't be used."

He subconsciously looked in the director's direction, waiting for that familiar "Cut" and the instruction to start over.

As a result, he heard something that surprised him.

"Passed."

Director Chen's helpless voice came from behind the monitor.

Qiao Zhixi froze on the spot, unable to react for a moment.

Passed?

His performance just now—he stumbled over his lines, his expression was off, and his movements were a beat slow—was...

The director actually approved it?

Director Chen used to criticize him, saying that he hadn't improved at all after three or four years of filming. How come his standards have suddenly become so low now?

If this scene were cut, viewers would definitely think his acting was bad, and casual viewers would compare him to Lu Yu.

Marketing accounts will flood the internet with articles mocking him, and his fans will argue and control the comments everywhere.

"Director, I think we can do another take." Qiao Zhixi took the initiative to walk in front of the monitor, her expression sincere, showing a rare ambition.

"I didn't perform well just now. I stumbled over my lines, my movements were too slow, and my emotions weren't quite right."

"If I had another take, I'm sure I could do even better."

Director Chen glanced at Qiao Zhixi, his expression indifferent and calm.

He didn't even bother to explain anything further to Qiao Zhixi.

"No need, this game is over. Let's rest for half an hour and prepare for the next game."

After saying that, he turned around and went to tell the assistant director about the scheduling of the next scene, leaving Qiao Zhixi standing there.

Lu Yu took off the safety gear from her body and handed it to the wire operator next to her, then turned and walked towards the dressing room.

His costume hem was covered in dust, and Xiao Ma followed behind, helping him lift the hem that was dragging on the ground, jogging along the way.

The first scene today is the scene where the character Shen Du dies.

The story ends with Shen Du, the Immortal Venerable Jiqing, being executed on the Execution Platform.

Lu Yu needs to remove her most expensive robes and get her makeup touched up before filming other scenes.

Filming is never done in chronological order; it's usually done in a concentrated manner in a particular scene.

These next few days we'll focus on filming the storylines within the sect.

He was just acting out a scene where his disciple Ling Yunshu publicly killed him, but in the next scene, he'll be acting out a scene where he instructs Ling Yunshu on cultivation.

One moment they were mortal enemies, the next they were close friends and mentors.

That's how actors are; they need to get in and out of character as quickly as possible, switching between extreme emotions between scenes.

Xiao Ma followed him into the dressing room.

Ken was already waiting inside. The makeup chair was turned to face the door, and a row of cosmetics and makeup removers were placed on the table.