Divine Lucky Star
Chapter 522 - 521: Beating Up a Superstar

Chapter 522: Chapter 521: Beating Up a Superstar

"Don’t actually hit me, okay?" Wang Yinghui had no intention of turning in his performance conscientiously, grumbling as he sat down, "Now we have to do it all over again, seriously!"

So it was Junyou who called cut just now?

Forget it, let’s do this again.

"Action!"

And everything restarted.

This time, Junyou was obviously much more cautious. When it came to that same moment, Junyou lightly raised his hand, delivering a purely symbolic blow to Wang Yinghui.

And for that, Wang Yinghui dodged way before the hand even got close, then let out an "Ouch!" as he fell backward.

Good heavens! Such a handsome and dashing Linghu Chong, the senior apprentice-brother, and you portray him like a timid, petty commoner!

"Cut! Cut, cut, cut!" Wang Hao couldn’t take it anymore! He really couldn’t bear to watch. He jumped up and pointed at Wang Yinghui, yelling angrily, "What kind of acting is that?! In the original setting, Linghu Chong, senior apprentice-brother, is handsome and dashing, but in your hands, he’s no better than a thug! What the hell are you doing?!"

This cut couldn’t feel more satisfying!

At this moment, everyone was giving Wang Hao a huge thumbs-up in their minds.

The scene he’d just performed was simply unwatchable!

"Who the fuck are you, waving your arms and pointing fingers?!" Watching a stranger take the liberty to call cut, Wang Yinghui immediately jumped up, pointed at Wang Hao, and began to curse, "Director Yang didn’t call cut, so who the hell do you think you are to strut around here? Do you even have the right to speak?!"

"I’m the screenwriter of this production," Wang Hao was truly enraged, striding forward and saying, "I created this character! Your performance is nothing like the original character! If this protagonist is aired like this, my whole series will be ruined! Shouldn’t I care about that?!"

"Holy shit, you’re just a screenwriter, what do you know about acting?" Wang Yinghui, usually accustomed to throwing his weight around, was now even more enraged, screaming, "Do you have any idea how many roles I’ve played? Do you, a dumbass screenwriter, have any acting experience? Do you know how long I’ve been acting? My remuneration is calculated by the minute. You think you can call cut whenever you want, can you afford the cost?"

He ranted on one side while Wang Hao calmly walked towards him.

With a face full of anger.

"What, you want to fight?" Wang Yinghui took a big step back, looking at Wang Hao and shouted, "Don’t come any closer, I’m warning you, with all these people around, what do you want to do, get physical?!"

Wang Hao took two more steps forward, sneering coldly, "I’m indeed coming over, so what?"

"I’m warning you," Wang Yinghui backed away again, shouting, "I’m a person with standing, a big star! You’ll face serious consequences if you dare lay a finger on me!"

"A person with standing, huh?" Wang Hao stepped forward with a menacing smile, clenching his fists tightly, "A big star, huh?"

As he said this, he swung his fist angrily, "I’m going to punch you precisely because you think you’re someone important! Because you think you’re a big star!" And with that, he landed a harsh blow on Wang Yinghui’s handsome face!

Wang Hao’s shout was so intense that it made everyone’s hearts race!

With the punch, Wang Yinghui cried out, "Ow!" His entire right eye swelled to a dark bruise in an instant, and he tumbled under a table!

What on earth was happening?!

Wang Hao had actually started a fight? And against big star Wang Yinghui?!

In that moment, the whole crew was completely stunned, and Yang Shoulin was soaked in cold sweat, even forgetting to intervene!

He knew very well Wang Yinghui’s background was not to be trifled with, a scion of one of the big four families!

A signed artist of one of the big four families’ subsidiaries!

Yet, pinned down by Wang Hao and getting pummeled!

Sure enough, with Wang Yinghui pinned to the ground, he kept shouting, "You dare to hit me! I’m a signed artist of Fang Film Group! You actually dare to hit me!"

"Fang Group, huh?!" Bam! A fist landed.

"A signed artist, huh?!" Bam! Another punch.

"You think you’re so impressive, huh?!" With every word, Wang Hao threw another punch, and in the blink of an eye, Wang Yinghui was on the ground getting the stuffing beaten out of him.

"Ahh!" Wang Yinghui couldn’t stop his pitiful screams, still finding the breath to challenge Wang Hao, "You dare to hit me! You actually dare to hit me! Just you wait, just you wait!"

"Oh? Still talking back?" Wang Hao stepped on Wang Yinghui’s chest and cursed, "You dare to be so arrogant with your sorry attitude, thinking you can do whatever you want just because you have some backing? Your performance is like shit!" As he spoke, another punch landed on Wang Yinghui’s nose, which started to bleed profusely, as if a condiment shop had opened with a burst of every flavor.

Blood was gushing down his nose!

There was dead silence on the second floor of the tavern; everyone was dumbfounded. Who would have thought the normally easygoing Wang Hao could suddenly turn so ferocious?!