After taking advice, I became a top male idol.

Chapter 85 Crossover Rescue! Is this really a singer's acting skill?!

It's 6:30 in the morning.

It was just getting light, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the streets yet.

Lin Zhixing was already dressed in his sportswear and appeared downstairs in the residential area on time.

A five-kilometer morning run.

Unwavering.

He knew very well that muscle memory and cardiopulmonary function must be maintained through daily self-discipline.

Back in my rented room, I took a shower and changed into some simple casual clothes.

Before leaving, he picked up the script on the table and quickly flipped through it.

Very strange.

Since receiving the "Master Acting" award, he has found that his understanding of scripts has reached an extremely high level. He can not only memorize lines after reading them twice, but he can also automatically generate camera angles and emotional scenes for the characters in his mind.

This feeling is like having unlocked the actor's full potential.

It feels so good!

At 7:30, Lin Zhixing hailed a private car and headed to the Republican-era film and television city in the suburbs of Yanjing.

It was exactly 8:00 AM.

The crew of "Warring States Period" is already busy.

The stagehands were moving props, and the lighting crew was setting up equipment; everyone was doing their job.

Good morning, Brother Lin!

Good morning, Zhixing!

Along the way, many staff members took the initiative to greet him, and their attitude was much more enthusiastic than before the audition yesterday.

The entertainment industry is an extremely realistic place.

Yesterday, Lin Zhixing's amazing audition performance, coupled with the fact that he was personally brought by Sister Lan, one of the investors, made his status incomparable.

It's already spread throughout this huge production crew; in this industry, talent and ability are the best passports.

Lin Zhixing didn't put on any airs, smiling and responding to each person with a nod.

"Hey, you're here pretty early."

A cheerful voice came from the side.

Lin Zhixing turned his head and saw Lao Zhang, the veteran actor who had acted with him yesterday, strolling over with his hands behind his back.

He was still wearing a traditional Chinese opera costume from the Republican era, but he was carrying an incongruous plastic bag containing several steaming buns and two cups of soy milk.

"Good morning, Teacher Zhang." Lin Zhixing greeted him politely.

After returning home last night, he specifically looked up information about this old man, Mr. Zhang, online.

Zhang Yue is a well-known supporting actor in China, a true veteran actor. Although he is not a top-tier celebrity, his acting skills are solid, and he has participated in countless classic films and television dramas.

Such seniors are usually highly respected on set.

"Haven't eaten yet? Here, it's fresh out of the steamer." Zhang Yue didn't stand on ceremony and directly stuffed a steamed bun and a cup of soy milk into Lin Zhixing's hands, "Have something to tide you over."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhang." Lin Zhixing didn't refuse, took the bun and took a big bite. "Mmm, delicious."

Zhang Yue glanced at him, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

"You really gave me a scare yesterday," Zhang Yue exclaimed while eating a steamed bun. "Impressive!"

"Teacher Zhang, you flatter me. You were the one who helped me get into character yesterday," Lin Zhixing said modestly.

"Alright, stop with the formalities." Zhang Yue patted Lin Zhixing on the shoulder. "Let's get to know each other again, Zhang Yue. I'm older than you, so if you don't mind, just call me Brother Zhang. If you have any questions about anything on set, feel free to come to me anytime."

This kid is not only talented, but also humble, unlike those young, popular celebrities who become arrogant after achieving some success.

"Then I'll thank you in advance, Brother Zhang."

After adding each other as WeChat friends, the two discussed their scenes for the day while munching on steamed buns.

Nine o'clock sharp.

Director Xu Xing, sporting dark circles under his eyes and carrying a large thermos, arrived at the film set in a flurry of activity.

Xu Xing called everyone together for a short meeting.

"All departments, prepare yourselves! Today's task is heavy; we need to reshoot the first five scenes of 'Lu Ming,' also known as Lin Zhixing!"

Xu Xing held a megaphone, and his voice echoed across the film set.

"Two simple transition scenes, three main scenes. Xiao Lin, is that alright?" Xu Xing looked at Lin Zhixing.

Although yesterday's audition was amazing, auditioning and actually facing a complex filming environment are two completely different things.

Positioning, finding the camera, memorizing lines, and cooperating with fellow actors all require long-term experience on set.

This is not an easy task for newcomers. Xu Xing was prepared to only shoot two transitional scenes and one main scene today, but out of anticipation, this arrangement was made for now.

If the filming schedule can be guaranteed, we can continue to move forward without delays, which would be ideal.

"No problem, Director Xu." Lin Zhixing nodded, his eyes full of confidence.

Half an hour later.

Lin Zhixing came out of the dressing room.

The makeup artist styled his hair into a Republic-era slicked-back look, applied hair oil, and did everything meticulously.

A pair of gold-rimmed non-prescription glasses sat on the bridge of his nose.

He was wearing a well-tailored, dark-patterned suit with a black cashmere coat over it.

The first scene is a transitional scene where Lu Ming, as the head of the Special Service Department, reviews documents in his office.

There are no lines, only actions and expressions.

After a quick setup, Xu Xing sat behind the monitor and announced, "Everyone to your positions! Action!"

The sound of the clapperboard fell.

Lin Zhixing sat behind a large mahogany desk.

He didn't make any exaggerated expressions; he simply quietly flipped through the documents in his hands.

Just as the camera zoomed in,

He slightly raised his eyes, and a sharp glint flashed behind his glasses.

Long, slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a "tap, tap, tap" sound.

He seemed nonchalant, yet there was a sense of scheming about him.

"Click!"

Xu Xing stared at the monitor, his eyes lighting up: "Great! This take is approved!"

You passed on the first try?

The surrounding staff exchanged bewildered glances. Wow, she has such a great sense of camera presence! More experienced than some actors who've been acting for years!

The second scene was still just a transitional scene.

Lin Zhixing once again passed the test in one go, without any suspense.

Two consecutive "one-shot" results completely put Xu Xing's mind at ease, and he even became somewhat excited.

"This kid is truly a genius whose talent was wasted on singing!"

At 11 a.m., the first major event of the day began.

This is a scene between Lu Ming and another young spy in the drama.

The young spy is played by another third-tier young actor.

"Action!"

The scene is outside a dimly lit interrogation room.

The young agent nervously reported the situation to Lu Ming.

Lin Zhixing instantly got into the zone.

His villainous aura was fully unleashed, and the oppressive feeling surged towards the actors he was acting opposite.

"You mean...the person ran away?"

Lin Zhixing tilted his head slightly, his voice soft, but his eyes were fierce.

He reached out and gently patted the young agent's cheek.

The young man felt a sudden pang of panic as Lin Zhixing stared at him, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Section Chief... I..."

The young man got so nervous that he stammered and even took a half-step back unconsciously due to extreme discomfort, giving an awkward laugh.

"Click!"

Xu Xing angrily threw down the script. "What's wrong with you? What are you laughing at! You're facing a ruthless secret service chief who kills without blinking an eye. Why are you laughing like an idiot! If you can't keep up with the scene, get out!"

The young man blushed deeply and apologized repeatedly.

He felt very wronged. Just a moment ago, he was genuinely frightened by Lin Zhixing's aura. It wasn't an act at all; it was like facing a real spy chief!

If the young actor hadn't hesitated, Lin Zhixing would have been able to get the scene right in one take.

"On your marks, let's do it again!"

At 12:30 pm, the film crew had lunch.

The extras and staff members all received boxed lunches and found places to squat and eat.

The boxed lunches at the film studio were naturally not very good. Two meat dishes and one vegetable dish: stir-fried cabbage with sliced ​​meat and shredded potatoes, served with a large box of rice. The large pot of food was just passable; the rice was a bit undercooked, and the meat slices were pitifully few.

"Ugh, this lunchbox is awful, it's the same old three dishes again."

Several young actors sitting not far away were eating rice while muttering complaints.

"Yeah, this meat has a weird smell. It would be great if we could order takeout."

Lin Zhixing took his lunchbox, found a corner where he wouldn't get in the way, and casually pulled over a prop wooden box to sit down.

I opened the lunchbox, picked up the disposable chopsticks, and started eating heartily.

What's bad? What's undercooked?

joke!

A few months ago, he was still living in a rented room, eating discounted instant noodles every day, and he would hesitate for a long time before even adding a sausage.

In comparison, this boxed meal has meat and vegetables, it's simply a delicacy!

He ate with great relish, even picking up the grains of rice that had fallen to the edge of the lunchbox with his chopsticks and eating them clean.

After finishing his meal, he casually wiped his mouth and threw the lunchbox into the trash can.

He took out a bottle of mineral water, took a couple of sips, then leaned against the prop box, pulled out a crumpled script from his pocket, and started reading.

Not only did they look at it, but they also made marks on it from time to time.

This scene was witnessed by Xu Xing and the producer, who were not far away.

"Old Zhou, look at this kid." Xu Xing pointed at Lin Zhixing, his eyes full of emotion. "These days, which of those young actors with a bit of fame doesn't have several assistants, RVs serving them, and special meals prepared for them? This kid just won such a big championship, his value has already skyrocketed, yet he can still squat here eating boxed lunches like an extra, without uttering a single complaint or a word of fatigue."

The producer, known as Lao Zhou, nodded in agreement. "That's rare. This kid not only has talent, but more importantly, he has this tenacity and is down-to-earth. I have high hopes for him; he'll definitely go far in the industry in the future."

In this superficial industry, there are very few people who can maintain this original aspiration.

Filming continued in the afternoon.

The second major scene is an extremely emotionally charged outburst.

Skills are not a panacea; they need to be used and become accustomed to in practice to be used effectively.

Therefore, although Lin Zhixing has outstanding acting skills, he lacks long-term practical experience, and his ability to continuously deliver emotions is slightly flawed, with some emotions not being fully conveyed.

"Cut! Kobayashi, get the emotions in there a bit more; that inner tearing feeling isn't enough! It's not enough, give it more!"

"One more time!"

"Cut! Make your eyes even fiercer! Make your movements even bigger!"

It was filmed three times in a row.

Until the third time.

Lin Zhixing's bloodshot eyes perfectly captured the character's struggle between extreme inner pain and outward coldness.

"Okay! Pass!"

Xu Xing shouted excitedly.

The surrounding staff were once again stunned.

This is one of the most difficult scenes in the entire film! Even for experienced veteran actors, filming it seven or eight times is commonplace.

Lin Zhixing actually won her over perfectly in just three tries!

Is this guy really a singer?!

Night falls.

The final scene of the day has arrived, and it's also the most emotionally complex solo performance.

Alone in the dark room, facing the moon outside the window, Lu Ming burned an extremely important intelligence document.

There wasn't a single line of dialogue.

He conveyed his inner loneliness, determination, and longing for dawn entirely through body language and eye contact.

"Action!"

in the dark.

"laugh!"

The match was struck, and a faint light appeared, swaying in the wind.

I lit a small piece of paper filled with intelligence.

Lin Zhixing's face flickered in and out of the firelight.

He looked at the burning intelligence report, his eyes no longer cold, but filled with a deep sorrow and a heartbreaking feeling.

Even as the flames were about to reach his fingertips, he was still reluctant to let go.

The ashes from the fire fell to the ground.

He slowly closed his eyes, and a tear appeared in the corner of his right eye, silently sliding down in the darkness.

"Click—!!!"

Xu Xing clapped his hands. "Perfect! Absolutely perfect!"

The set erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Everyone was deeply impressed by the performance.

One pass!

Such a challenging and emotionally intense solo performance was perfectly executed by a newcomer from another field!

Xu Xing walked excitedly up to Lin Zhixing and patted him hard on the shoulder.

"Zhixing, you've given me such a wonderful surprise!"

Xu Xing originally thought that it would be fortunate if Lin Zhixing could barely manage to muddle through the mess left by Zhang Yu.

But to his utter surprise, Lin Zhixing not only perfectly filled the void, but also brought the character of "Lu Ming" to life! His performance was even more outstanding than in the script!

He's much better than that idiot Zhang Yu! He still grits his teeth when he thinks of that idiot.

"At this rate, we should be able to finish all the interior scenes in Yanjing in two days at most!"

Xu Xing rubbed his hands excitedly, "Here's what we'll do. Get ready. Once our scenes here are finished, you can go to southern Yunnan with the rest of the crew!"

"Go to southern Yunnan?" Lin Zhixing was slightly taken aback.

"Yes! There are a lot of outdoor scenes that can't be filmed in Yanjing; they have to be shot in the terrain of southern Yunnan," Xu Xing explained. "Originally, I planned to film your scenes later, but you're in such good shape, so I decided to bring you along and do it all in one go! After we finish filming the scenes in Yunnan, you can come back and film the remaining few miscellaneous shots!"

"No problem, I'll follow Director Xu's arrangements." Lin Zhixing readily agreed.

......

at the same time.

Beijing, Tianyue Entertainment Headquarters.

Zhou Xuan was sitting in a large leather swivel chair, idly twirling a fountain pen in her hand.

"Sister Xuan, I'm here."

The office door was pushed open, and Chen Xi poked her little head in, walking in with a grin.

"You've cancelled all the announcements?" Zhou Xuan put down her pen and asked.

"Yes, yes, I've turned them all down." Chen Xi nodded and sat down on the sofa.

Since the unpleasant incident at the party, Zhou Xuan decided to give Chen Xi a break, and also to take a break for herself to avoid the limelight.

After all, having offended the heir of Brilliant Media, Tianyue, though not afraid, still had to guard against some underhanded and disgusting tactics.

"That's good." Zhou Xuan stretched, revealing her stunning figure. "I don't have any important engagements lately. I checked the plane tickets, let's go to Yunnan to relax."

"Southern Yunnan?" Chen Xi's eyes lit up. "Great! I've heard the scenery there is especially beautiful!"

"The scenery is nice. Besides, Ye Feng's car team is having an event there recently, so we can go check it out."

Zhou Xuan stood up, walked to the French windows, and looked at the bustling night view outside.

For some reason, Lin Zhixing's angular face suddenly flashed into her mind.

"I wonder how that guy is doing on set."

Zhou Xuan muttered something softly.

But then she shook her head, banishing the thought from her mind.

"Sister Xuan, what did you just say?" Chen Xi asked curiously, not having heard clearly.

"It's nothing." Zhou Xuan turned around, reverting to her pampered young lady demeanor. "Pack your bags, we're leaving tomorrow! To southern Yunnan!"