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

Lu Yu sat down on the makeup chair, and A-Ken went around behind him and removed the prop blood from his face.

Xiao Ma stood to the side, his gaze constantly drifting towards Lu Yu's knees.

He noticed it when Brother Lu was walking earlier; his stride was a little shorter, and he would occasionally pause when lifting his leg.

"Brother Lu, should I get some ice for you to cool down?"

Lu Yu shook his head.

He leaned back in the makeup chair with his eyes closed, letting Ken remove his makeup.

The wet wipe, as it touched his skin, left a cool, minty scent that eased his tense nerves a little.

"No need, let's talk about it after the scene, we're a bit rushed right now."

The next scene is about to start filming in less than half an hour, and he has to change into a different costume and have a completely different look.

Shen Du's appearance when instructing his apprentices was younger than his appearance as Immortal Ji Qing. His hair was tied up high, and his makeup was lighter.

The characters still retain a semblance of humanity.

This amount of time is not enough for him to properly treat his knee injury.

Xiao Ma was still a little worried. "Brother Lu, should I buy some medicine first?"

This time, Lu Yu did not refuse. "Okay."

Xiao Ma quickly took out his phone, opened a food delivery app, and searched for Yunnan Baiyao spray and medicine for treating sprains and bruises in nearby pharmacies.

After applying the medicine, Xiao Ma breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows were still furrowed.

Ken felt incredibly sorry for Lu Yu as he removed her makeup.

"Qiao Zhixi definitely did it on purpose today." He said in a low voice.

The dressing room wasn't far from the film set, and there were eavesdroppers. "They kept making you kneel on the ground for these kinds of scenes, and they knew you'd actually fall."

The more dedicated you are, the more enthusiastic he becomes.

How could Lu Yu not see it?

Qiao Zhixi thought he acted very well. After each NG, he couldn't help but smile and secretly glance at his knees.

After each NG (no good take), the narrator always says, "I'm sorry everyone, it's my fault. I'll definitely do a better job next time."

To a professional actor who has been acting for over a decade, Qiao Zhixi's supposedly brilliant performance was utterly exposed.

It's common for scenes to have multiple takes; everyone has times when they're not in good form. But there's a fundamental difference between being in bad form and deliberately procrastinating.

People who are not in a good state will feel nervous, anxious, and increasingly impatient.

Only those who deliberately procrastinate will leisurely apologize, calmly explain, and then continue to make a completely different but equally simplistic new mistake next time.

But Lu Yu couldn't stand up and expose Qiao Zhixi at that time.

This scene required countless crew members to get up at 3 a.m. to prepare.

The lighting crew, props crew, set design department, and there are still hundreds of extras today.

They were paid the lowest daily wage, and in temperatures over 30 degrees Celsius, they wore airtight sect uniforms and stood on the steps for more than an hour without moving.

The assistant director was herding them around like ducks with a megaphone; it wasn't easy for anyone.

If Qiao Zhixi were to throw a tantrum today because of Lu Yu's questioning...

Given his personality, if he were exposed in public, he would definitely cry, explode, and throw a tantrum, saying he wouldn't film anymore.

Then all of everyone's efforts will be in vain.

This big production will have to be reshot on another day, and all the hard work of hundreds of people who arrived at the set at 3 a.m. today will be for nothing.

He fell more than a dozen times, landing on his knees more than a dozen times, but Lu Yu didn't utter a sound.

He stood up, dusted off his knees, got back on the wire, and waited for the next take.

Lu Yu is a working-class person and knows how hard it is to work. He can't cause a scene on set and make hundreds of people work for nothing all day.

This is basic professional ethics.

He warned Qiao Zhixi that the other party wouldn't listen.

Qiao Zhixi was well prepared today, and even if Lu Yu reminded him, he would bow and apologize again in the next second.

Nothing can be changed.

He couldn't just turn on them on the spot, ignore everything, and walk away; that would be tantamount to ending his career as an actor.

He couldn't afford to pay the penalty for breach of contract.

To establish oneself in this industry, one must first have works, memorable roles, and bring sufficient returns to investors.

Lu Yu is currently a complete newcomer actor; he has nothing to show for it yet.

Because the first scene of the day didn't go smoothly, and Qiao Zhixi was distracted the whole time.

Qiao Zhixi is genuinely out of character this time; she's not faking it.

In those deliberate performances, he exhausted all his focus, causing the production to progress very slowly.

Although Director Chen has lowered his standards time and time again, he has made sure that all the parts that could be passed are passed, and he no longer fusses over details that do not significantly affect the overall effect.

But they still didn't finish filming until almost 9 p.m.

It was almost four hours later than originally planned.

The extras worked intensely all day, and by the time they finished, their legs were so sore they could barely stand, and they had to help each other walk out.

Tan Yao didn't stay that long.

He sat by the monitor until three or four in the afternoon, then stood up, patted Dong Yanchen on the shoulder, and said, "I'm going back to the hotel now."

Then he strolled away.

He had achieved his goal of coming to the film set: he saw Lu Yu in person and confirmed that his ex-boyfriend Xi Jin was indeed something special.

He also tipped off his childhood friend.

He couldn't bear to watch the rest of the show.

Lu Yu's knees looked painful to him.

And Ye Mingqi's little lover's "I didn't mean it, I'm so sorry" face is nauseating to watch too much of.

Only Dong Yanchen remained on site, still worried.

He didn't leave, nor did he go back to sit behind the monitor. He stood on the sidelines with his arms crossed, watching Qiao Zhixi's every move and expression from beginning to end.

Qiao Zhixi was trembling with fear, and her performance was even worse.

After filming, Lu Yu removed her makeup, changed back into her own clothes, and put a baseball cap on her head to cover her hair, which had been weighed down by the wig all day.

His knees still ached slightly when he walked, but it didn't affect his normal gait.

Xiao Cheng and I walked to the parking lot outside the film set and took a taxi back to the hotel.

Half of the RV was parked at the film crew's base, as it was inconvenient to move it around.

The night breeze on set finally cooled down a bit and felt nice on his face. Lu Yu took off his hat to let it breathe and walked towards the RV to get some things.

As soon as he walked up to the RV, he saw a familiar black minivan.

All the car windows were closed, and the dark privacy film completely obscured the view inside the car, making it impossible to see who was sitting inside.

The license plate was local, and he recognized the car model; it was the same one Song Xijin had ridden in when she came last time.

The license plates seem to be the same too.

Lu Yu paused for a moment.

It had only been ten days since he last met Song Xijin.

Based on Song Xijin's previous frequency, Lu Yu thought he would arrive in another twenty days.

Last time it was a month later.

And it's so late, past nine o'clock at night, many film crews at the film studio have already finished work.

Except for those filming night scenes.

Lu Yu was only stunned for a moment before the rear window of the van slowly rolled down.

Song Xijin sat inside, wearing a dark shirt with the collar open, looking at Lu Yu with a sullen expression.

Lu Yu turned to look at Xiao Ma.

Xiao Ma was carrying a large bag, one of which was still unopened; the white plastic bag had the pharmacy's logo printed on it.

"Give me the medicine, and you can go back to the hotel by yourself."

"Okay, Brother Lu." Xiao Ma didn't ask any more questions and handed the bag of medicine to Lu Yu.

He turned around and walked to the roadside to hail a taxi.

Lu Yu walked around to the other side of the van, opened the door, and got in.