He originally planned not to co to the filming location, given his special status now; if he appeared, it might not be good.
But considering the prospects of Huayu Group, sotis he had to show up. Under Zhang Xixi’s arrangent, the two of them ca to the filming site together.
"Xixi, this new drama adopts the TV series format, how’s the filming coming along?"
On the way, Lin Zifeng was curious about this new drama format Zhang Xixi had ntioned earlier. If following the old routine, it would be just wandering around a few houses.
Nowadays, dramas are mostly fild in just a few houses to save costs. While it does cut costs, audiences aren’t fools. They can naturally see through this.
"Young Master Lin, the filming of the new drama is quite successful. I’ll take you to see it later, and you’ll know." Zhang Xixi said mysteriously as she drove Lin Zifeng quickly to the filming location.
The filming location that t Lin Zifeng’s eyes was actually a cluster of villas, as well as various scenes set within. This was a shooting range for the new film.
Once entering the villa cluster, due to Zhang Xixi’s special status, all the directors, producers, photographers nodded and fawned over her.
However, many people didn’t recognize Lin Zifeng beside Zhang Xixi, and Lin Zifeng didn’t speak. He suggested Zhang Xixi not stay with him as he wanted to walk around the filming site alone to personally check the current state of Huayu Group.
As an old saying goes, when the tiger is not in the mountain, the monkey claims to be king.
Today, he counted this as a secret visit.
The villa’s construction style was quite good. Even Lin Zifeng found it eye-catching. What attracted Lin Zifeng the most was those fair thighs.
In Yanjing, most stars and entertainers have jumped ship to Huayu Group. Every ti they start filming, countless people try to squeeze their way in here...
From inside out of the villa cluster, Lin Zifeng saw no fewer than five hundred or six hundred beauties!
"Hey, you there, co over quickly for an audition. See if you’re fit." As Lin Zifeng entered the filming location, a middle-aged fat man with a long beard waved at Lin Zifeng.
Lin Zifeng sized him up, thinking he should be soone like an assistant director.
"Director, is there any role you want to play?" Lin Zifeng didn’t hold back. After all, he was here for a secret visit, so he naturally couldn’t reveal his identity. Even if he did, without Zhang Xixi to vouch for him, no one would believe he was Young Master Lin.
"Co, co over. I’m going to borrow your role for a while. Now, play dead for like the kind who dies with a bang from a gunshot."
The fat man kept waving his hand, acting very professionally.
Lin Zifeng roughly understood his aning, and many beauties were gathered around watching. Lin Zifeng didn’t mind it.
However, those dozens of onlooking beauties were all wearing bikinis of various colors, making Lin Zifeng very curious. It’s just filming, why call so many people to be extras?
Later, he realized that these beauties dressed this way deliberately to catch the director’s eye, hoping for Huayu Group to give them a role when filming a new drama. They all felt it was worth it.
"Hey! Didn’t you hear ?" Seeing Lin Zifeng not moving at all, the fat man was displeased.
Recently staying up late for... won had made this assistant director, already in poor health, even more frail.
Those things between artists and directors, in the entertainnt circle, that’s just how it goes, everyone in the circle understands...
Since Huayu Group entered Yanjing, those clambering to be assistant directors have sward in, but due to Huayu’s inexperience in this area, it has always been a weak point.
"Sorry, I’m not an extra." Lin Zifeng ignored the fat man’s clamoring and walked straight ahead.
"Zheng, get out here!"
The fat man shouted loudly.
"Coming, coming. Director, what do you need for?" At this mont, a thin, sweaty man squeezed out from among the beauties.
The man wore a baseball cap, having just delivered the water when the fat man called, he hurried over.
"Zheng Jing! Tell , did the extras I asked you to find arrive?" The fat man yelled, pulling at his ear.
"Ouch, ouch, director, they arrived, they’re here!" The man nad Zheng Jing, ears being pulled, was in such pain that tears nearly fell, making the nearby bikini-clad beauties tease and shout praises for the director’s "swagger."
The fat man was delighted to show off in front of the beauties, pulling even harder. The scrawny man’s ear was almost yanked off.
This scene startled Lin Zifeng. Watching the scrawny man being ridiculed by the fat man, he understood the scrawny man’s life was likely not going too well.
Using his x-ray vision, he saw a strong black pillar above the scrawny man’s head. His body was frail, likely not in good health, with sweat dripping from his forehead and clothes soaked in sweat. He must work very hard on the set.
"You intentionally trying to ss with because the extras I asked you to find aren’t coming?" The fat man grew angrier, thinking of Lin Zifeng’s apathetic look, feeling sowhat inferior, having hardly enjoyed his mont of superiority, only to be cut short, how embarrassing.
"Fatty, Fatty. If worse cos to worst, I’ll be the extra."
Zheng Jing could hardly stand the humiliation, but as a mber of the migrating community in the north, everyone knows getting a job is really tough. It’s very difficult to give up suddenly when you finally catch a big straw like Huayu.
The living conditions of the migrating community in the north are dire, especially trying to survive in the city of Yanjing where one can’t get by with a monthly inco of eight thousand!
"You as an extra? You think you’re up for it?"
"I can! I definitely can!"
"Alright, play dead for now. I want to see how you die this ti. Don’t end up like before, never dying no matter what." The fat man scoffed at him.
"Rest assured! This ti I’ll definitely die!"
Zheng Jing nodded excitedly. He kept comforting himself that every opportunity could be the chance for him to leap through the Dragon Gate in this lifeti.
"Okay, are you ready?"
"Yes, I’m ready." Even playing dead was a sacred thing for him.
"Bang!"
The fat man gestured as if he were holding a pistol with his fingers.
"Ah!"
Zheng Jing scread miserably, falling to the ground, then rolling around in pain, yelling nonstop.
The fat man’s face suddenly stretched like a horse’s.
About half a minute after ’dying’, Zheng Jing imdiately got up from the ground, his eyes full of excitent: "Fatty, how do you think I died?"
"Died your mother’s! Last ti I asked you to die, and you couldn’t die even after repeatedly trying. This ti I gave you another chance, and you still couldn’t die. I can’t understand it; why is dying once so hard?"
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