Huayu: Don't force me to be a master

Chapter 54 When Brothers Unite, Their Strength Can Break Metal

In March, as night fell on East Chang'an Avenue, the wind would blow in from the other end of the avenue, carrying lingering chill that made people's collars feel like they were crawling into their necks.

Qian Lang parked the car on the side of the road, leaned against the car door, and lit a cigarette.

He was thinking about what to say to Liu Tao later.

The phone call he had just received made him realize that Liu Tao had not yet recovered from the experience.

Seeing the woman he once loved in such distress made him feel terrible.

Less than ten minutes later, a taxi stopped in front of him.

The car door opened, and Liu Tao stepped out.

She was wearing the beige trench coat he knew so well, and her hair was a little longer than before, draped over her shoulders.

The streetlight shone on her face; her features were still the same, but there was something different about her eyes and brows—it was hard to tell if it was weariness or something else.

She stood by the roadside, motionless, just watching him.

Qian Lang didn't move.

A few meters apart, the wind blew between the two of them, lifting her hair and obscuring half of her face.

She raised her hand and flicked it.

In that instant, Qian Lang saw that her eyes were red.

He put out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can.

"Let's go, let's go."

He turned and walked eastward.

Liu Tao quickly caught up and walked beside him.

The two walked side by side, neither of them speaking.

The streetlights cast long shadows of them, sometimes overlapping and sometimes separating.

Traffic flowed endlessly along Chang'an Avenue, the lights forming a river that flowed past them.

You've lost weight.

Liu Tao spoke first.

Qian Lang glanced at her.

"The same to you."

Liu Tao smiled, but the smile seemed a little forced.

After a few seconds of silence, Qian Lang spoke.

Do you remember our first time?

Liu Tao turned his head and looked at Qian Lang.

Qian Lang continued speaking.

"I thought it would be easy to use back then, but it turned out to be even easier than I expected!"

He recalled their first time together at the teahouse.

I remembered Liu Tao's half-hearted resistance.

Liu Tao opened his mouth as if to say something, but then held back.

Qian Lang continued speaking.

"Then we became an invisible couple on set. We both knew that once the film crew was over, we would break up."

"What a pity!"

As he spoke, Qian Lang pulled out another one.

Smoke less.

Liu Tao said something with concern.

She knew what Qian Lang regretted.

Unfortunately, they both later developed genuine feelings for each other.

Qian Lang, however, lit it anyway.

"In this industry, Liu Tao, I don't blame you at all, you know, you're just too beautiful."

"If I don't have the ability, you will leave me one day."

"If I had the power... hehe!"

Qian Lang smiled but didn't continue.

Liu Tao listened and then continued speaking.

"If you have power, you will have many women around you."

"Yes, we all understand!"

"But... I'm not willing to accept this!"

Liu Tao spoke, his voice trembling slightly.

Qian Lang turned around and looked at Liu Tao as he spoke.

"What can I do if I'm unwilling? In this industry, there's no love... only passion!"

After he finished speaking, he waited for Liu Tao's reaction!

Liu Tao did not back down and stubbornly looked at him.

The two of them watched each other quietly for a long time.

Liu Tao bit his lip as he spoke.

"So, are you still passionate about me?"

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Life is a little... bittersweet!

Yes, my back aches!

Chen Hao, Li Xiaolu, and now Liu Tao, Qian Lang is experiencing his long-lost back pain again.

But it also gave me the motivation to work.

With the game about to start, he was confident that he would reap a huge wave of Destiny Points!

2003 3 Month 20 Day.

February 18th on the lunar calendar.

It is auspicious for consecration, marriage, and receiving wealth.

That's what it says on the almanac.

The old factory in Huairou was unusually lively today.

Red silk was hung at the entrance, and a red paper with the words "Good Luck for the Start of Filming" was pasted on the wall. Several cameras were covered with red cloth, waiting to be uncovered.

Staff members were constantly moving in and out, carrying props, adjusting lights, and testing the sound system, keeping themselves extremely busy.

Ning Hao was in the middle of the crowd, talking to the photographer and giving instructions to the script supervisor, busy as a spinning top, but he always had a smile on his face.

Xu Zheng and Huang Bo squatted to one side, rehearsing their lines. Xu Zheng was saying something, and Huang Bo listened attentively, nodding occasionally.

Tao Hong stood to the side, holding a script in her hand, occasionally glancing up at Xu Zheng.

Yang Lei was also diligently memorizing her lines.

As for the remaining actors, they were all found by Ning Hao. Qian Lang wasn't familiar with them and didn't care much about them.

He stood in the corner watching everything.

But his brows were furrowed.

Because, so far, he has not received any fate points.

Huang Bo signed a contract... No!

Xu Zheng, no!

Ning Hao... No!

The movie is about to start filming, and he's waiting!

At this point, Ning Hao started shouting.

"All departments, get ready! First take in ten minutes!"

Ten minutes later!

three!

two!

One!

Action!

Filming began, and the entire crew fell silent.

Qian Lang, however, looked up at the roof of the factory.

He... got scammed!

2000 Destiny Points... they're not so easy to cash out.

He had actually thought about it too.

The movie hasn't been made yet.

A script is a script, filming is filming, editing is editing, and release is release—in between these are countless stages, countless choices, and countless possibilities.

A change of fate cannot be achieved simply by signing a document.

The final quality of a film determines whether it will be remembered.

The influence of a film determines whether it can change people's fate;

The box office performance of a film determines whether investors can continue to trust it.

Every link is important.

Every step could potentially ruin his chances of survival.

Qian Lang stubbed out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can.

He suddenly realized something.

He used to rely on the system, his destiny points, and the advantages of those "prophets." But now he realizes that the system is just a tool; the real result depends on himself.

This film is a seed he planted himself.

Whether a tree can grow into a big tree depends on how it is watered, fertilized, weeded, and pest-killed.

He looked up and gazed at the film set.

Xu Zheng, wearing that floral shirt, stood at the supermarket entrance, adjusted his glasses, and went inside.

"Card, successful, boot successful!"

Ning Hao shouted, his voice filled with excitement!

Then the whole crew got lively.

That's how it is when you start filming in China; you only shoot one scene on the first day.

I don't know where this weird habit came from.

Qian Lang walked over and patted Ning Hao on the shoulder.

"Congratulations!"

"Hehe, what you're saying..."

He paused here.

He noticed that Qian Lang's eyes looked somewhat serious.

He immediately changed his tune.

"Don't worry, Prodigal Son, I will definitely make a good movie."

"Yes, I believe you!"

Qian Lang said.

But in his heart he was thinking that if Ning Hao couldn't do it, he would do it himself.

Under the systematic instruction, he developed a deep understanding of the script.

Of course, we should trust Ning Hao for now.

After all, Ning Hao in his previous life was quite a fighter.

"Leave the publicity to me, you just focus on making the movie."

"Yes, brothers united can move mountains!"

"Hahaha!"

Qian Lang laughed heartily.

Yes, at least we're brothers now.

Qian Lang turned his head to look outside the factory.

at this time!

The spring sunshine is just right!