I am a Big Player
Chapter 673 - 664, What luck? _1

Chapter 673: 664, What luck? _1

The camera had already started rolling, everyone lying still with their eyes closed.

"Cut, cut, cut," a husky voice shouted, "Stagehands, what’s the deal with those three guys?"

What had happened? As Ren He was pondering, someone suddenly yelled, "You three! Get up!"

Zhao Fatty scrambled to his feet, "What’s the matter, Director?"

The stagehand came over, clearly annoyed, "Why are you three lying in a row like that? Do your family’s enemies die so neatly? Don’t you know how to act?"

Ren He couldn’t help but smile wryly. Despite being a Master Level actor, he hadn’t even thought of this. The three of them quickly got up to find new places to lie down...

The first scene was of two stunt performers being hoisted by small cranes, running across rooftops and fighting enemies. The effects were no worse than those in a martial arts movie, which left Ren He wincing in second-hand embarrassment!

Laymen think filmmaking is exciting, but in truth, it’s quite tedious. Scenes are filmed one by one, followed by post-production sound and editing.

By the time it’s presented to the audience, it has gone through countless processes.

Lying there, Ren He actually fell asleep. He didn’t know for how long, but now, with his heightened senses, he suddenly woke up just as Zhao Fatty was about to tap him. Zhao Fatty was startled into stillness by Ren He’s sharp gaze upon awakening.

For some reason, Zhao Fatty always felt that such a look shouldn’t belong to a normal person.

Ren He also realized something was off. The tension he had been carrying since his time in Karamay hadn’t yet eased. He quickly smiled and asked, "What’s up, Pang?"

"Lets go, time to get lunch boxes!" Without overthinking it, Zhao Fatty called everyone to go get their meals.

By then, a crowd of several hundred people had gathered near the lunch distribution area. Ren He forcefully squeezed in, nobody nearby able to stop him. He dashed to the stagehand distributing the food, snatched up three lunch boxes, and ran back, causing the stagehand to shout after him, "Who’s that? Why did you take three? Bring them back here, or I’ll make sure you get no more roles!"

However, these were empty threats; he hadn’t even gotten a clear look at Ren He!

Ren He emerged from the crowd and handed two lunch boxes to Zhao Fatty and Jin Xiaolong. One was too frail, and the other was too large; neither could squeeze through the crowd.

Zhao Fatty gave a thumbs up, "Besides you, they’re all heartless. I, Zhao Fatty, finally got to eat a hot lunch!"

At that moment, several hundred people were squatting on the ground, eating their meals, all dressed in tattered military uniforms. Yet each one was holding a phone, making for a vastly odd scene...

"What are we playing this afternoon? Still corpses?" Ren He asked curiously.

"No," Zhao Fatty said between mouthfuls, "They’ve finished shooting here, and they’re moving to the town set this afternoon. We won’t have anything to do. I’ll take you guys to the historical drama set to try our luck!"

Ren He didn’t quite understand what he meant by "try our luck," but Jin Xiaolong’s eyes lit up, "Can you really take me, Pang?"

Judging by the situation, there seemed to be a real opportunity. During the meal, Ren He found out that some big production martial arts series can be quite particular; they sometimes have strict requirements for extras that even a different group couldn’t meet.

These agents usually manage several drama crews at a time; if some of them have better conditions in another crew, they would be neglected here.

As a result, some roles might slip through, and there might be a chance to step up then.

It’s said that Zhao Fatty once found such opportunities for four or five people, all of whom later became permanent members of a crew.

Zhao Fatty waved his hand grandly, "Let’s go together!"

At this time, Yang Xi called Ren He, "How did the acting go today? Have you eaten yet? Want me to bring you some food?"

"Haha, I’ve eaten, I’m just having a boxed meal. Sour and spicy Chinese cabbage and potatoes, two dishes!" Ren He said cheerfully, "I played a corpse all morning, even took a nap; it was quite comfortable... In the afternoon, the Group Head said he would take us to the historical drama set to look for opportunities, I think it looks promising."

Listening from the side, Zhao Fatty almost felt a twinge of pain for him. How could this guy be so relaxed? He lost a role and played a corpse all morning but still so happy? He looks just like the legendary foolish son of the landlord!

In the afternoon, Zhao Fatty sneaked off to the historical drama set with more than ten people. It was said that if they were spotted by another group ahead of time, they might get beaten up, but once they actually reached the drama set, it would be fine.

Although these people were quite aggressive, compared to the drama crew, which could bring actual benefits to the town, they really weren’t anything.

Just as they approached the historical drama set, Zhao Fatty and his group of over ten people saw the assistant director pointing at the nose of the Group Head, scolding, "Mr. Zhao, are you trying to cheat us or what? If you want us to leave, just say it clearly, don’t want us to come back, you should state it clearly as well. Is this how you treat people? I asked for thirty young and strong soldiers, and you give me thirty old, weak, and disabled."

The Group Head laughed awkwardly in explanation, "Shangying Media also came here to film, and they’re only staying for two days, so we gave the people to them first. I promise this won’t happen again, I’m quite anxious too!"

"You’re anxious? What about us? The expenses of a drama crew run into tens of thousands a day. Are you going to compensate us?" the assistant director said with a threatening force.

Ren He felt a shadow dart out beside him. It was Zhao Fatty!

The agility of his actions made Ren He feel as if even Zhao Fatty had been awarded the physical attributes bonus from the Divine Punishment System!

"Director, director, I have people here, take a look! We’ve spent a lot of money to train them!" Zhao Fatty lied without blinking an eye.

The disgraced Group Head looked fierce but dared not say anything, and the assistant director glanced at Zhao Fatty, "Where are the people? Bring them out for a look."

Zhao Fatty quickly gestured for everyone to come over, "Director, how about this? They are all over 175 cm tall, and their facial features are quite decent too!"

The assistant director’s eyes lit up. They were in need of actors right now. He hurriedly asked them to change into costumes while everyone around Ren He worked together to hide Jin Xiaolong’s frail figure in the middle, making every effort not to let the assistant director notice.

Suddenly, the assistant director spotted Ren He at the very front, "Hey, this one’s got a good look, and a fine build too. Let’s have him play the role that fights with the protagonist. Props team, makeup team, come and assist!"

Even Zhao Fatty was stunned this time. What kind of dumb luck was this? He had just lost a role in the morning, and by afternoon, without a second word, he had it replaced?

In fact, the +3 charm attributes given by the Divine Punishment System were indeed miraculous. Prolonged interaction could lead to an involuntary attraction, and upon first meeting, barring any preconceived dislike, it could easily make someone feel an inexplicable flash of admiration!

Zhao Fatty felt this kind of dumb luck, not getting famous would be