Originally, when Pei Xiuran called out for stop, Shen Kong was waiting for his name to be called, but he didn't hear the familiar call for a long time and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
He grabbed a bottle of soda from the side of the set and walked slowly to his seat.
Although his costume was not too heavy, it was still an ancient style robe with wide sleeves. The flexible and thick cloth wrapped him tightly, which seemed quite stuffy in the current weather conditions.
Chen Kong pressed the iced soda bottle against his face. The cold and wet metal bottle cooled the burning temperature on his cheeks.
The noisy and chaotic sounds on the set twisted into a torrent, enveloping the entire venue under the influence of the air flow, as if some kind of sticky gel entangled everyone in it.
Shen Kong closed his eyes and exhaled slowly.
In fact, the non-stop working hours under Pei Xiuran did not bother him too much. After all, he had undergone more rigorous devil training in his previous world. The workload of filming on the set was simply no problem for him. What was more difficult for him was that the time after joining the crew was too unfree. He didn't have many scenes, and he thought he could leave the crew soon. However, Pei Xiuran not only extended his shooting time indefinitely over and over again, but also took up all his rest time with various courses. The remaining time was watched closely by his agent and assistant.
It's so difficult to be a public figure.
Especially for someone like Chen Kong who is used to acting in the shadows, this kind of life under the high-brightness spotlight is really unbearable for him.
However, in order to maintain this temporary identity and not give any substantial evidence to the already suspicious Han Li, he had to accept it.
The main mission this time was like a sword of Damocles hanging over his head, and he didn't know when it would fall, especially now that it had basically deviated from the main plot. The original time of occurrence was no longer of reference. He didn't even know when Han Li was going to act, let alone the possibility of stopping him. His original plan to get close to Han Li by "being kept" had basically been aborted - after all, he was trapped in the crew every day and really didn't have the conditions to get close to Han Li.
Plus… I don’t know if it’s Chen Kong’s illusion, but he always feels that Han Li seems to be avoiding him during this period of time?
There has been no news for so many days, but the resources and treatment they deserve are still being sent to the crew one after another. Shen Kong even began to wonder whether the word "support" in this world has a different meaning - perhaps it is actually another way of saying unconditional funding here?
In any case, getting away from the crew became his first priority.
It doesn't matter whether he hides his incompetence or not. What matters is that he must get rid of his current state of strict control. After all, the production cycle of this drama is very long. Especially under Pei Xiuran's neurotic obsessive-compulsive disorder, it may take even longer from post-editing to the official broadcast - if Shen Kong's mission went smoothly, he would probably have left by then.
Chen Kong opened his eyes and pulled the ring of the soda bottle. The wet metal outer wall soaked his palms.
He raised his neck and took two sips. The liquid inside was still icy cold. It flowed down his throat into his stomach, briefly relieving the lingering stuffiness on the set.
At this moment, a shrill voice came from the side, penetrating through the noisy background sound and seemed to deliberately drill into his ears.
"Isn't it? Because he reshot so many times by himself. After all, it's the level of a web drama. Even if he got into the crew through the back door, he couldn't meet the director's requirements. He has no self-awareness at all."
The protagonist of their conversation paused and looked in the direction where the sound came from.
I saw three or five minor supporting actors gathered not far away chatting. Their eyes seemed to glance towards the place where Chen Kong was sitting, with a hint of contempt in their expressions. Chen Kong recognized the faces of several of them. Although they were not very famous, they were much better than Meng Mingxuan who was almost unknown before joining the crew. Many of them lowered their status to join the crew to play minor supporting roles with few appearances. After all, "Guiyuan Tower" was very popular, and even playing a small role could get some traffic bonuses.
Chen Kong can understand it quite well.
After all, it was impossible not to feel resentful when a little-known web drama actor got the coveted role, and the other party might have obtained it through inferior means, and was repeatedly NG during filming, slowing down the progress of the entire crew. Chen Kong even felt the same way - if he knew that there would be so many troubles after joining the crew, he probably wouldn't even participate in the audition. After all, the opportunity to meet can be created, but time lost can never be recovered.
His eyes swept over those people lightly, then he looked away without caring.
The actors who gathered together were originally provocative and deliberately let Shen Kong hear their conversation, but they didn't expect him to have such an attitude. It was as if his fist was hitting cotton. His originally violent mood had nowhere to vent for a while, and it was stuck in his throat and was extremely uncomfortable. One of them raised his voice and said sarcastically:
"But I don't care about that. After all, I can get everything I want as long as I act cute to the sponsor..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by another familiar voice, with a harsh tone and a false arrogance:
"What are you talking about? Don't spread these unfounded words casually, otherwise what will happen if others hear it?"
Shen Kong turned his head slightly, and saw Qi Yi walking up from behind him, with a formatted smile on his handsome face:
"Mingxuan, don't take what they say to heart. They don't mean it."
He dug out the past of the original owner and Qi Yi from the information provided by the system. It turned out that Meng Mingxuan and Qi Yi had signed a contract with the same company. The two had some disagreements at the time. Qi Yi was jealous of Meng Mingxuan's appearance, and Meng Mingxuan couldn't stand Qi Yi's hypocrisy. This gap became deeper with the passage of time. Later, Qi Yi snatched the resources that belonged to Meng Mingxuan and gained some traffic. He found the right opportunity to leave the small company. Meng Mingxuan was not a good person either. He found an opportunity to severely cheat Qi Yi, and the feud between the two was thus formed.
The rumors on the set these days also showed very obvious signs of being instigated.
However, Chen Kong not only didn't care about other people's comments, but he was also too lazy to pay attention to the past of the original owner and others.
He nodded coldly at Qi Yi and looked away.
This almost indifferent attitude made Qi Yi's forehead twitch involuntarily, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
His dislike for Meng Mingxuan actually has deep roots, mixed with jealousy when he first entered the circle and resentment for being framed afterwards, which eventually settled into a complex and dark silt. Even though he gradually gained exposure and fame in the later period, he still couldn't forget this colleague - in fact, it was also his hand that Meng Mingxuan became more and more obscure in the later period, so when he saw Meng Mingxuan at the audition, he didn't hold his nerve, but he didn't expect that he could actually win the casting of Shen Guiyuan in one fell swoop, and directly surpassed him in the play.
He really couldn't swallow this humiliation, so he used all his connections to investigate.
Unexpectedly, Meng Mingxuan actually climbed up to the high branch of President Han. The endless resources and notices made Qi Yi extremely jealous.
However, it is said that President Han does not care much about Meng Mingxuan and only treats him as a plaything.
Looking at Meng Mingxuan's eyebrows and eyes that were extremely similar to those of a popular star, Qi Yi couldn't help but have a bold idea in his mind, and the look in his eyes became even more disdainful.
The smile on his face grew wider, and he called out to Shen Kong, who stood up holding the script and was about to walk towards the director, and said:
"By the way, I don't know if you've heard that Ye Jinghuan will join the group in a few days."
Shen Kong paused and turned to look at him: "Hmm?"
Seeing that the other party finally looked at him straight in the eye, Qi Yi's eyes flashed with a hint of pride, and he added: "The actor who played the second male lead had an accident and needed to be recast. Director Pei chose Ye Jinghuan. The senior has good acting skills and good character. We can definitely learn a lot from him."
Originally, he thought his words would irritate the other party, but he didn't expect that Shen Kong didn't even move his eyebrows. He just said "Oh" lightly, then turned around and left.
——It's just a stand-in, why are you showing off?
Qi Yi instantly became furious, and he subconsciously reached out to grab the wide sleeves of Shen Kong's clothes, but before his fingers touched the corner of his clothes, Shen Kong suddenly turned sideways as if he had eyes behind his head, leaving Qi Yi empty-handed.
Qi Yi couldn't help but get angry and embarrassed. Before he could say anything, he saw the man in front of him turned sideways and glanced back coldly. His amber eyes were so pale that they were almost transparent under the overly bright lights on the set. It was just a moment's stare, but it made Qi Yi shiver all over and freeze in place.
Chen Kong gathered his sleeves with his fingers. His slender fingertips looked even whiter and more jade-like against the black fabric. He symbolically patted the dust off his clothes and suddenly smiled:
"It's a bit dirty indeed. Thank you."
After saying that, he lightly put down his hand, turned around and walked towards the set.
The next shoot was being prepared in full swing, with prop masters, cameramen and makeup artists running around hurriedly, but Qi Yi stood there blankly as if he was under a spell. The set was as hot as the dog days of summer, but he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, with the moment just now repeating over and over again in his mind.
The inhuman pupils swept over indifferently and coldly, staring down at him, as if he were just an inanimate object.
The physiological fear that came from the bottom of his heart made Qi Yi's scalp numb and he broke out in a cold sweat.
Chen Kong, on the other hand, continued filming the next scene as if nothing had happened.
During the following filming period, Pei Xiuran was unexpectedly easy to talk to, and several scenes were almost shot in one take. The entire crew seemed to be energized and pressed on with the victory, advancing the progress rapidly. However, Qi Yi seemed absent-minded, and his condition was so bad that Pei Xiuran directly delayed his shots to the next day.
Soon it was time to finish work, Shen Kong walked off the set, took the handkerchief handed to him by the assistant, wiped his face, and then walked towards the dressing room.
The background sound was filled with the sound of rolling and colliding equipment and the bustling conversation of the staff.
Chen Kong raised his head, glanced inadvertently into the distance, and then stopped in the shadows cast by the beams at the edge of the studio.
He couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
I saw a man standing upright in the darkness, his pitch-black suit almost blending in with the gloom, his facial features shrouded in shadows, only a scarlet cigarette butt faintly visible, flickering and glowing. In the lighted area, I could see the man's slender and pale knuckles slightly curled, and a long cane loosely resting under his palm.
...Han Li?
How did he get here?
And…how long had he been watching there?
Countless questions surged in Shen Kong's mind, but the next second, his eyes stopped on the cane that Han Li was leaning on.
The pitch-black stick glowed faintly in the light, the light wood grain wrapped around the straight stick like a snake, and the tip of the stick flashed a little metallic reflection.
This is the cane that appeared in the airport photo, which is suspected to be able to conceal weapons.
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