Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore Chapter 433: Whose Paid Troll Army Just Swarmed In?

"Vroom, vroom, vroom—"

The sound of the motorcycle kept intensifying, its roaring noise turning the entire space restless, as if a cool-guy performance with its own background music was about to unfold here—

With the sharp sound of an explosion, the handso Mohawk guy riding the motorcycle swiftly navigated through the corridor, executed a smooth turn, and successfully used the tail of the bike to knock away the gang mbers who had rushed up to intercept them.

Carrying a savage, unstoppable montum, the motorcycle sped down the central spiral staircase in the hall at a shockingly fast pace, as if running on flat ground, without any hesitation. Before the charging gang mbers could even react, it successfully maneuvered around everyone—

"Vroom—"

The roar of the motorcycle sounded again, but it had already flashed downstairs in the blink of an eye.

When the caraman stood in place, watching the motorcycle charging straight at him, this slightly portly, curly-haired uncle couldn't help but be intimidated by the ferocious montum heading straight for his face.

Driven by an alertness to danger, his legs had already started trembling subconsciously, wanting to flee. Yet, a reckless professional spirit firmly nailed him to the spot, unable to move half a step. All that remained before his eyes was the oncoming motorcycle—

And the young man on the motorcycle, his expression resolute, his gaze focused intently ahead.

"Vroom—"

The motorcycle slamd its brakes hard on the pre-arranged ground, skidding with inertia and dragging out a long, black tire mark. Finally, the young man lowered his long leg and firmly planted it, causing the seemingly bulky motorcycle to instantly right itself from its tilted position and co to a steady stop on the ground.

"Cut!"

The tires inevitably emitted an unpleasant odor from the friction, and the cara shot was also filled with deliberately released white smoke. Yet, the expression on the young man's face remained unshakable, radiating absolute self-confidence and unflappable composure in the face of the enemy.

At this mont, the caraman believed that anyone who saw this scene would beco a hardcore fan of this unfamiliar Chinese face.

Even though this should have been the male lead's main battlefield, it still couldn't overshadow his charisma.

Many others shared the sa thought as the caraman.

However, no one showed it, everyone just focused on their respective tasks.

Only Liya, helped down from the motorcycle by Xiao He, wore a sowhat wistful expression. "Xiao He, I'm starting to believe you're a big star in your country."

If she were really this female lead, she thought she might just fall for soone else.

This Chinese handso guy in front of her really had a unique charm.

Xiao He didn't overthink it, just smiled helplessly. "Not really, I'm not particularly famous in my country. We have many amazing senior colleagues, I'm still far from their level."

Liya looked at Xiao He in surprise, then shook her head earnestly. "Then people who don't like you really have no taste."

Xiao He blinked. "Then I'll thank Sister Liya for her liking."

Liya imdiately covered her mouth with a light laugh.

This shoot was undoubtedly very smooth.

Before filming, many people didn't have much of an impression of this unfamiliar Chinese guy. After the shoot, Xiao He definitely secured a place among the hot topics of conversation within the production team.

Xiao He even encountered girls who directly asked for his contact information.

The girls were very pretty, but their foreign faces made him sowhat face-blind. Xiao He had no impression of them at all, didn't know them, and wasn't sure if they were staff mbers or actors from the production team. However, adhering to the principle of caution, he uniformly declined politely, saying he didn't have foreign communication apps.

Hmm, he did give them his foreign social dia platform account, telling them they could follow him if they had ti.

Tsk tsk, his own behavior of pulling for followers and fans was truly very professional!

Xiao He nodded with great satisfaction, completely oblivious to the girls' gloomy gazes.

One could only say these girls were truly deceived by Xiao He's current harmless appearance.

If they had just watched a few more scenes of Xiao He's "murder" scenes as the villain, their budding maiden hearts would have instantly "died."

After returning to the accommodation rooms in the castle, Liu Rulan, unusually, gave Xiao He a few more reminders, telling him to be cautious abroad too, to lay low and not get carried away.

Xiao He looked at Liu Rulan with a complex expression. "I know, Sister Liu."

Thanks a lot. After being in the industry for so long, he hadn't managed to score any romantic encounters, truly lonely as hell. At least these girls' invitations made him feel he hadn't been completely abandoned by the dating market.

Fortunately, Liu Rulan didn't know Xiao He's private thoughts.

Otherwise, she'd probably roll her eyes directly and deliver a "caustic" sharp critique: "You know perfectly well whether they're lusting after your body or just intrigued by an exotic fling!"

After finishing the corresponding scenes with the female lead, Xiao He rested for two days, then imdiately switched to filming with the male lead.

Things were much simpler with the male lead. There wasn't much complex plot, Xiao He didn't even have many lines—just one "We're here!"—and then it was purely about combat.

It was just that filming at high altitudes was still quite challenging. The only comforting thing might be that none of the actors on set were afraid of heights, and they all had martial arts experience. After adjustnts by the fight coordinator, they could coordinate perfectly for the fight scenes.

In this highlight scene for the male lead, Xiao He naturally wasn't the main focus of the cara, so he mostly stayed in the background, sparring back and forth with the villain's henchman actor opposite him.

Thus, this part of the shoot passed quite quickly, without any accidents or complications, proceeding smoothly and seamlessly.

anwhile, back in China, Xiao Zhou from Linghui Entertainnt's operations team noticed sothing off again.

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Linghui Entertainnt, Operations Departnt.

"I think this isn't right, is it?"

Xiao Zhou looked at the situation on foreign websites, his brow furrowed tightly.

"What's up?"

It was the sa senior colleague from operations as last ti, leisurely holding a teacup as he inquired.

Ever since Xiao He left China to film elsewhere, the workload for those of them staying in China specifically responsible for Xiao He's accounts had beco relatively lighter. So today, this senior colleague was finally enjoying so leisure, planning to sip tea and secretly slack off a bit.

But Xiao Zhou's words made him sit up straight again.

"The comnt sections under videos related to Brother Xiao's stage play 'Twelve Mirrors' have recently seen a lot of strange casual observers!" Xiao Zhou said seriously. "Most of these casual observers are also asking about Brother Xiao's na and identity, but the replies seem suspiciously like they're diverting traffic, pointing towards another actor."

"That actor seems to be legitimately performing at the Frank Goethe Grand Theater, equivalent to the official, authorized version recognized by the opera house. So of the comnts are also making comparisons and disparaging Brother Xiao, seemingly trying to label him as a copycat, or even blurring his identity as an actor, attributing his performance to this other perforr."

Sa stage play na, sa character portrayal, both with Asian faces—many foreign netizens who didn't know the truth were really being swayed, thinking the stage performance clips of Xiao He were actually clips of that other perforr's performance.

This thing was similar to marketing accounts taking things out of context. Upon closer inspection, it was full of holes, but the information barrier between dostic and foreign platforms was quite thick. So when this situation occurred, no one imdiately clarified or explained.

The comnt sections had beco a paradise for others' revelry.

With just one glance, they realized sothing was off.

Whose water army had co charging over?