Becoming a Movie Star, System Only Finished Loading After Ten Years
Chapter 110 - 109: Daoist Master, Do You Believe in Buddhism? (Request for Monthly Votes)

Chapter 110: Chapter 109: Daoist Master, Do You Believe in Buddhism? (Request for Monthly Votes)

The bedroom scene is divided into three parts.

One part is Qi Hao reading a letter, another part is Gao Yuanyuan making a phone call, and the last part is Qi Hao reconciling with his wife after reading the letter.

As for whether anything else happens after the reconciliation, the film didn’t continue filming.

Qi Hao dismissed the mistress and returned to the warm embrace of his family.

The mistress let go without fussing, and the wife forgave him, so having enjoyed the best of both worlds, he is the biggest winner.

The virtuous original wife "Meili," played by Gao Yuanyuan, is distinguished from Li Xiaoran’s mistress in terms of makeup and dress.

Li Xiaoran is not a sultry vixen, and Gao Yuanyuan is not a nagging wife who can’t hold her husband’s heart; both have their own beauty. It’s just that Qi Hao, this lousy man, made the mistake that all men make.

By the time today’s shooting was completed, it was almost 8 PM, and everyone went to have dinner with the famished sponsors.

"You guys have it tough filming movies,"

Gao Yang sighed as he sat down; he used to think that filming was a very easy job.

Isn’t it just acting? Nowadays, who doesn’t wear several layers of masks?

Only after really getting involved did he realize that a single shot might require extensive preparation, encounter various troubles, and need repeated polishing.

"What is this compared to the hardship of coal mining!"

Wang Baoqiang said, making everyone burst into laughter.

Speaking of coal mining, Wang Baoqiang, who acted in "Blind Shaft," has something to say.

However, no one would mention this matter.

The movie "Blind Shaft" mainly exposes human nature, but it doesn’t spare the coal bosses.

The topic everyone talks more about is... romance and indulgence.

"The lines are too over the top, a mistress being pregnant is the most troublesome thing."

Gao Yang wasn’t sure what he was sighing about.

He played around a lot in his youth, but fortunately, he didn’t create several brothers or sisters for Gao Fei.

"Qi Hao, if I decide to have this child for you, would you be moved?" Li Xiaoran was speaking the lines from the movie.

"Why would I be moved? Do you think the sins we’ve committed aren’t enough?" Qi Hao wasn’t someone who couldn’t take a joke. He said righteously, "I have a wife, why would I want you to have my child?"

"The child you have would be an illegitimate one!" Gao Yuanyuan nodded vigorously.

"Sister, I’m not here to destroy this family, I’m here to join you~" Li Xiaoran refused to back down.

Everyone found out that the coal boss likes films and has watched a lot, making it easy for him to quote classic lines from movies, so they catered to his interests, using classic film lines as the dinner conversation topic, which was better than going into inappropriate jokes.

"Enough, don’t misguide our Fei, and there are also kids around."

Even so, the coal boss felt that the topic was not appropriate.

"Talk about films, talk about films..." Ye Weimin quickly said, as the photographer’s five-year-old child also came for dinner.

No matter how young they are, they are still part of the film crew.

"Miss An Feng, how about giving me an autograph?" The Daoist took out a precious sword, seemingly hoping An Feng would sign on the scabbard.

"This..." An Feng was a bit dumbfounded.

She’s been in the industry for years, and it was the first time encountering such an odd request for an autograph location.

"Actually, Daoists aren’t all bad people... haha~"

Daoist Suiyun thought An Feng had a bad impression of Daoists.

In fact, the work "The Return of the Condor Heroes" had some heavy prejudice against Daoism.

As a Daoist, seeing the Quanzhen Ancestral Masters being vilified in various ways, and even a powerful figure doing things that made many viewers grind their teeth, it naturally makes Suiyun Daoist uncomfortable.

Nonetheless, he’s broad-minded and wouldn’t resent An Feng because of it.

He didn’t even have much of an issue with Jin Yong.

Because he doesn’t compete, no one in the world can compete with him.

Moreover, Jin Yong didn’t just darken Daoism; he also targeted Buddhism quite a bit, even making the Shaolin Abbot have an illegitimate child.

Thinking of it like this felt a lot better.

"No, no, let me sign it, is this okay? Won’t it just rub off?"

An Feng found a pen and fiddled with it on the scabbard.

She didn’t know if this counted as a controlled weapon.

"It’s fine, it’s fine, I’ll find someone to engrave it later," Daoist Suiyun blew dry the ink and carefully put away the sword.

"Daoist, come, let me toast you."

Qi Hao invited the Daoist for a drink. This Daoist, who seemed to have some real skills, was witty and humorous, also very sociable at the wine table.

"Sit down, sit down, no need to be polite."

The Daoist drank up in one go; his face flushed a bit when drinking, making him appear radiant.

However, looking at his drinking state, it was obvious he had a good capacity.

"I see your swordsmanship is amazing, when I shot ’Seven Swords’ and ’The Return of the Condor Heroes,’ I only learned some basic swordsmanship. Do you think I have the talent to learn your kind of swordsmanship?" Qi Hao asked.

Learning more skills is definitely not a bad thing.

He had a photographic memory, just needed to watch with glasses once to mimic adequately.

The rest was daily practice, as practice makes perfect.

"Why do you want to learn this, mine is a technique for killing." The Daoist shook his head, not wanting to teach Qi Hao swordsmanship.

"Technique for killing?" Qi Hao was shocked.

Could it be you’ve actually killed someone?

"Daoist Suiyun is the highest martial artist in their observatory, even bare-handed, a few strong men are no match for him. If he has weapons in hand..."

Gao Yang didn’t continue, but everyone understood the implication of his words.

No wonder he doesn’t bring bodyguards on trips.

If you really encounter a group of gunmen, no matter how many people you bring, it’s useless. In most situations, a Taoist priest is enough.

If not, you can always find a police uncle.

"So impressive, then why are you working as a bodyguard, Daoist?"

Wang Baoqiang realized he was showing off his skills before a master.

He’s an outer disciple of the Shaolin Temple, while the other is a high figure in the Taoist school, representing the peak martial arts level of some observatory, totally not on the same level.

"Donor Gao donated a large sum of money to our observatory, we must send someone to protect him, plus he pays me extra salary..."

Daoist Suiyun sighed.

Damn it, the offer was just too generous.

Working with a coal boss, not only is the salary high, but you get to enjoy good food and drinks all day, it’s much more enjoyable than sitting in an observatory hatching eggs.

"Daoist Master, do you believe in Buddhism?" Wang Baoqiang asked while holding a glass.

"Do you believe I’ll punch you?" The Daoist clinked glasses with him.

"You always resort to hitting people, not a bit like a cultivator."

Qi Hao’s impression of a Taoist high master is at least someone like Zhang Sanfeng, or at least Yan Chixia.

"Even cultivators believe in physical transcendence." The Daoist chuckled.

"Daoist, which direction should I bow to strike it rich?" Art director Yang Haoyu asked a very professional question.

"Bow towards Boss Gao," the Daoist, flushed with drink, laughed and said: "Besides that, if I knew, you surely couldn’t out-bow me."

Drinking, eating meat, loving money, chasing stars.

Even the lower limit is that flexible.

"Daoist, seeing you live so transparently, I have a question to ask," one of the three screenwriters, Xu Yuanfeng, sighed and asked: "What should I do if I can’t forget my ex-girlfriend after a breakup?"

"Who told you to only have one girlfriend, look at him... Qi Hao!"

The Daoist didn’t conceal his envy and jealousy at all.

If he could really summon the Five Thunders, he’d definitely zap Qi Hao, the playboy radish.

"Daoist Master, please don’t talk nonsense."

Qi Hao didn’t know why the fire was directed at him, he hurried to prove his innocence.

"Don’t keep calling me ’Master’, I’m only twenty-eight!" The Daoist Master always felt it was grating to the ear, suspecting these people didn’t fully acknowledge his youth.

"Puh, twenty-eight?"

The whole table burst into laughter, immediately forgetting this Daoist Master could summon sparks with lightning.

"Cough cough, so Daoist Master, you’re not even thirty, mainly you’ve got such a dignified look, it’s hard not to overlook your age."

Wang Baoqiang explained seriously.

"What does dignified mean, is that how you use dignified? Qi Hao, explain to him what dignified means."

Daoist Suiyun felt a bit dizzy.

"I... geigeigei... how would I know, after all, I’m just a middle schooler."

Qi Hao had a hard time controlling himself.

This Daoist Suiyun looked at least forty-eight but claimed to be twenty-eight.

It’s similar to many older women claiming to be eighteen.

And Wang Baoqiang’s phrase ’dignified’, truly shrimp-hearted.

"Ah, did I say something wrong, sorry Daoist Master, I didn’t even go to middle school."

The whole table laughed to the point of fainting.

"You... you... sigh... forget it, I only went to middle school too."

It’s really nothing to be proud of, but it indeed can bring people closer.

"Daoist Master, being a high Taoist, do you read faces?"

Qi Hao asked curiously.

Daoist Suiyun carefully looked at Qi Hao, then glanced at a few female stars present, leaned forward and whispered: "I don’t see fortune, but I think you’d better exercise restraint, being young doesn’t mean you can indulge recklessly."

"I don’t!" Qi Hao was speechless.

At most, he just had a slightly noticeable dark circle.

Mainly because he had been training a lot recently and hadn’t slept well for several days in a row.

How did it turn into being overindulgent?

This charlatan looks like a traveling con artist!

"Gosh, if I had your looks, not looking in my twenties but in my forties, I’d certainly play harder than you, got it, we all get it..."

Daoist Suiyun stroked his beard, smiling lasciviously.

"Daoist Master, aren’t you afraid of the Three Pristine Ones striking you down for talking so wantonly, when you go out in the rain?"

Qi Hao knew about nature’s Daoist skills, he played a Daoist in "Chinese Paladin 3", yet he never saw such an unruly Daoist.

Your observatory sent you out to protect the patron, is it really because your martial arts are the best?

"They’re busy, where’s there time to bother with me, moreover, Boss Gao sponsors the restoration of thirteen observatories, I’m a big benefactor..."

Daoist Suiyun isn’t afraid of thunder at all.

His presence always brings a cheerful atmosphere to the dining table, much more interesting than risque jokes.