Shang Yechu hummed a little tune as she walked toward the finance department.
Outwardly, Shang Yechu looked no different from usual, except that her cheeks were slightly rosier. However, the physiological changes could not be hidden from 103.
"Slightly elevated blood pressure, increased heart rate and respiration, some muscle contractions..." 103 read aloud, "Are you feeling smug?"
Shang Yechu didn't speak, but clenched her fists and slowly opened them. After doing this several times, she finally spoke, "No. I'm just a little... excited."
Sex and violence are both linked to primal human desires. The admiration for strength, the yearning for power, is ingrained in everyone's nature. When this yearning suddenly has a chance to be fulfilled, the pleasure, excitement, and satisfaction are indescribable.
The moment he gained martial prowess, Shang Yechu's heart pounded wildly, and he felt immense excitement and even exhilaration!
She truly felt that power—that primal power she had always yearned for but could never obtain. Something that transcended all reason, rules, and laws!
A dual agitation, both physiological and psychological, descended in an instant.
Most people accumulate their fighting strength over time, and the thrill of becoming stronger comes gradually. But Shang Yechu is different; her fighting strength skyrocketed in an instant!
If a miser suddenly receives ten thousand taels of gold from the sky, the first thing he will do is pick up a gold ingot and bite it to determine its authenticity; but what will a weak person do first when he suddenly gains great power?
Even someone with absolutely no violent tendencies would probably be tempted to punch a rock or tree trunk immediately to test their strength.
But Shang Yechu cannot do that.
Shang Yechu could only perform some fancy moves, flicking her sleeves and lightly jumping around a couple of times. After doing all that, she would put on a gentle and composed mask and greet the senior actors, martial arts instructors, and directors with a smile.
Shang Yechu almost exerted all her strength to restrain herself from actually fighting Jiang Erjing.
If it weren't for her rich acting experience and rigorous professionalism, the punches and kicks that landed on Jiang Erjing would probably have been real punches and kicks, rather than just empty gestures.
Suppressing primal instincts is painful. Shang Yechu's violent urges remained unreleased; a surge of pent-up frustration lingered in her chest, her heart pounded like a drum, her head felt congested, and her hands trembled uncontrollably. It was as if a fire was burning inside her, scalding her so much that her heart felt like it was about to leap out of her chest.
Even so, Shang Yechu still wore the most polite smile on her face, as if she was in a very good mood, and went to the finance department to collect her "overtime pay" for the day.
The stunt doubles' wages are completely disproportionate to the difficulty and danger of their work. Although this scene received high praise from the director and action choreographer, Shang Yechu only received three thousand yuan in payment.
Although stunt doubles earn money by risking their lives, their lives don't seem to be as valuable as Shang Yechu imagined in this industry.
It would be a lie to say Shang Yechu wasn't surprised when she received her salary. In her previous life, she had mostly filmed comedies, with very few action scenes. Due to her status and physique, Shang Yechu rarely had the opportunity to find a stunt double.
In Shang Yechu's imagination, stunt doubles, who could scale walls and rooftops, faced far greater difficulties and dangers than other performers. A single scene would easily earn them at least five figures. However, after inquiring with the finance department, Shang Yechu learned that ordinary stunt doubles were paid monthly, and most only earned four figures a month.
The three thousand that Shang Yechu received was already a sign of Yi Tianzhao's exceptional care for her.
Shang Yechu silently weighed the three thousand in his hand, his brain, which had become excited and feverish due to violence and opportunity, finally cooled down.
She didn't know how to describe her feelings at that moment; she just felt a pang of unease. After silently stuffing three thousand yuan into her pocket, Shang Yechu turned around, about to leave the finance office, when she encountered someone she hadn't expected.
Xiao Xue, Yang Huanyi's assistant.
Xiao Xue walked up to Shang Yechu with a delighted expression: "Luckily I made it in time! Sister Yang told me to give this to you!"
As he spoke, under everyone's watchful eyes, Xiao Xue pulled out a thick red envelope and stuffed it into Shang Yechu's hand without saying a word.
“Here you go,” Xiao Xue grinned, “Sister Yang said you worked hard today and asked me to thank you on her behalf.”
This is both a lucky charm and hush money. After accepting this red envelope, regardless of whether Shang Yechu is willing or not, her action scene will completely belong to Yang Huanyi.
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