Becoming a Movie Star, System Only Finished Loading After Ten Years
Chapter 111 - 110: So This Is the Daoist! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 111: Chapter 110: So This Is the Daoist! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

After dinner, it was already late.

Plus, everyone was a bit tired on the first day of filming, so arranging a karaoke session wasn’t quite suitable.

Gao Yang, the big boss, waved his hand and said he wanted to take everyone for a foot bath.

He also emphasized it was just a simple foot bath, an effective way to relieve fatigue.

The Coal Boss seemed to particularly enjoy such pleasures.

Of course, not everyone would go; it was up to personal preference.

Qi Hao declined, citing he had filming the next day.

Being a public figure, going for a foot bath might be scandalous if exposed.

No matter how discreet a venue is, there’s always a risk.

Most of the actors didn’t go, and the same went for the actresses.

Like An Feng, Gao Yuanyuan, and Li Xiaoran, they might go to a beauty salon, but they certainly wouldn’t go to a foot bath place.

However, even with so many opting out, there was still quite a large group going.

After all, since it was at the Coal Boss’s invitation, he surely wouldn’t enlist random folks.

The surprising part for Qi Hao was that particular Daoist Master.

He swaggered onto the bus to the foot bath place as if it were no big deal, and Gao Yang didn’t find it odd.

Clearly, the Daoist Master was a regular, not there to broaden his horizons.

Indeed, what a rogue Daoist!

Originally, Qi Hao planned to invite the Daoist Master to perform rituals at future film commencement ceremonies, for peace of mind whether they worked or not.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be this kind of Daoist!

Truly indescribable.

The next day, the Coal Boss left with the Daoist.

Who wouldn’t like such a Coal Boss?

He didn’t nitpick your script but merely emphasized the values had to be "aligned."

He didn’t meddle in casting decisions.

Whether it was Qi Hao’s or Ye Weimin’s choice, he respected the professionals’ opinions.

He didn’t get handsy with actresses at the drinking events—after all, three actresses were all Qi Hao’s past rumored girlfriends.

Gao Yang cherished his friendship with Qi Hao.

He resolutely refrained from saying a word more to actresses rumored with Qi Hao.

At night, he didn’t call anyone to his room to learn English.

If not for his luxurious car, one might think he was stepping into a path of self-cultivation.

The film crew, having sent off the investors, had to continue filming.

The main scene was Li Xiaoran witnessing Gao Yuanyuan joyfully with her daughter and mother-in-law.

This was also key to her stepping out of this contest between men.

When the mistress loses faith in replacing, her fate is naturally sealed.

Either wake up and marry a decent guy.

Or move on to the next target—oops, I mean, fall for the next married man.

Li Xiaoran and Gao Yuanyuan’s final scenes wrapped up in just two hours in the morning.

Qi Hao personally went to bid them farewell.

He didn’t ostentatiously use the Rolls-Royce Phantom, but opted for a Santana 2000.

With two beauties in Qi Hao’s car, the crew sent another car for their luggage and assistants.

Whether a car is impressive doesn’t just depend on the price, but who it carries.

A decade-old Santana, yet with Gao Yuanyuan and Li Xiaoran inside, it suddenly seemed extraordinary.

"Thank you both so much, if there’s any way I can repay you, don’t hesitate to ask."

Gratitude was necessary for Qi Hao; after all, he got them for free, and it was two-for-one.

Safe bets come with your people.

"Just remember, you’re footing the bill for the reunion in the capital!"

Li Xiaoran’s sacrifice was significant this time; not for playing the mistress role, but this mistress was far too ineffective, shaming the mistresses’ community.

Despite her great figure and fair skin.

"Don’t worry, multiple rounds are fine."

Qi Hao felt confident; though his celebrity income wasn’t outstanding, he held stocks in Penguin, Mrs. Hua’s company, and yet-to-be-acquired Maotai stock.

If evaluating overall wealth, no celebrity could match him.

"As for me, I haven’t decided yet, I’ll reach out when I figure it out," Gao Yuanyuan’s voice was gentle.

She played a gracious wife in the drama, and gentleness was her trademark.

But with infidelity a fact, whether the patched-up family could love like before, only she knew.

Before "Lost on Journey" began filming, they’d already discussed what the sequel might be about.

Continue the story of Li Chenggong and Niu Geng?

Or start afresh with a new setup?

If it were a sequel, they might delve into Li Chenggong’s family.

For instance, his wife files for divorce...

"Yuanyuan, you’re amazing..." Li Xiaoran felt her request for Qi Hao to pay for the reunion was too petty.

Given the chance, she didn’t make use of it.

Might as well suggest needing a warm embrace at night.

"Inspiration from filming, Zhou Zhiruo," Gao Yuanyuan looked outside, gently smiling.

"Oh right, you played Zhou Zhiruo in ’Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber,’" Li Xiaoran lamented, "If I were Zhou Zhiruo, I’d choose Song Qingshu. What’s wrong with him? He’s the next Wudang Sect Leader, Grandmaster as the top martial artist; even Zhang Wuji, if united with him, could be your pillar. Anyone stirring trouble at Wudang Mountain would face Junior Brother Wuji."

Emei, Wudang, Ming Sect, the three major sects have formed an alliance.

That really leaves nothing to do with other families.

"Matters of the heart can’t be easily weighed in terms of gains and losses, no wonder you play the mistress."

Gao Yuanyuan said lazily.

"What’s so good about Zhang Wuji? Although he’s skilled in martial arts, he’s a playboy with a wandering eye, Qi Hao, I’m not talking about you, but he’s indecisive. It’s ancient times after all—polygamy wasn’t restricted. Why can’t you learn from Jiao Enjun, you’ve come just at the right time..."

"I thank you."

Qi Hao found it hard to handle, feeling as if someone was being sarcastic, and if you hadn’t stressed it, I wouldn’t have thought you were talking about me.

"You’re welcome. Do you want to date me? If you refuse again, I’ll agree to someone else’s proposal."

Li Xiaoran seemed to be joking, yet it felt quite serious.

"Joking aside, playing around shouldn’t stop us from being happy anyway." Qi Hao drove the car and slowly entered the airport area.

He parked the car at the VIP entrance.

Another car had already arrived before them.

Qi Hao sent the two girls to the airport and returned to the set to continue filming.

The next scenes mainly involved An Feng, and after they were completed, An Feng could leave.

Two former rumored girlfriends have been sent off.

Another one needs to go.

Out with the old, in with the new.

"The scar doesn’t need to be that heavy, it’s not really making her play an ugly girl, look at Qi Hao’s bald head."

Ye Weimin was still considering An Feng’s makeup issue.

According to the design, An Feng’s face was supposed to have been burned by fire, leaving a notably visible scar.

This sort of thing is usually an applique.

A professional makeup artist can produce something pretty convincing.

However, Ye Weimin didn’t want it to be too realistic.

He felt that having secured An Feng for the film, her looks should be a major selling point.

"What’s wrong with my bald head?" Qi Hao touched his own head.

To maintain that sleek look, he’d probably have to shave it regularly, and it was quite a big sacrifice for this film.

If his fans knew how dedicated he was, they’d be heartbroken.

"Handsome, a different kind of handsome."

Originally, Ye Weimin wanted Qi Hao to be made ugly and to add some sense of weathering.

After all, Li Chenggong had a wife and kids, plus a mistress.

He was a successful man who cheated, not just a pretty boy womanizer.

However, after Qi Hao’s hair was shaved off, it didn’t turn him ugly as intended.

But it did add a weathered look.

And that weathered look came with a certain mystery.

Darn attractive.

Particularly when Qi Hao wore a suit and tie and remained expressionless, he always reminded Ye Weimin of last year’s game-adapted movie "Hitman: Agent 47."

Ye Weimin even wanted to stick a barcode on the back of Qi Hao’s head.

Fortunately, Li Chenggong didn’t have to be unattractive.

If he looked like teacher Yan Guanying, he couldn’t have married Gao Yuanyuan and had Li Xiaoran as a mistress.

At least, money alone couldn’t have managed that.

"I can’t help it that my mom gave birth to such a good-looking me..."

Qi Hao was helpless, he had already shaved his head as required, even worrying about looking greasy for being bald.

"Since Qi Hao has shown a different kind of handsomeness, An Feng, are you interested in showing a different kind of beauty?"

Ye Weimin changed his approach.

Ultimately, for the films screened in theaters, the director can’t plan everything from the start.

In reality, during preparation and shooting, one has to adapt flexibly.

Since making Qi Hao ugly failed, might as well not make An Feng ugly either.

Ye Weimin no longer wanted to worry about ugliness. He was more concerned that these two looked so good together that it might drive some CP fans crazy.

"I’m good with anything."

An Feng had now gained much autonomy, not needing to consult her mom on work decisions.

"Okay, Gina, give her a light-colored scar sticker, hmm, this color should do, make it slightly smaller, let it extend into the hair, so it looks like a..."

Ye Weimin discussed with the stylist Gina on how to redo An Feng’s makeup.

"Huadian?"

The stylist was from Huaxia, just adopted an English name, and instantly grasped Ye Weimin’s idea.

"Right, wrap it with a headscarf, which implies that much of the hair was burned off, what do you think?"

Ye Weimin gestured around.

Qi Hao crossed his arms and watched the fun from the side.

He thought Ye Weimin’s idea was quite reasonable.

If the film were a particularly realistic tearjerker, it would be best to magnify the scars of the female con artist.

The worse it looks, the stronger the impact.

As long as it doesn’t frighten the audience to tears.

However, this was a commercial film.

The value of An Feng as an actor is to maximize her appeal, showing both the scar on her face and her attractiveness.

This kind of female con artist...

You’d willingly be conned by her!