Entertainment Industry: I am a top-tier movie star

"Sister Li,"

Naza turned to her agent, who was organizing the schedule, and said, "Chen Nianbei said that Director Kong has agreed to let me visit the set."

Sister Li looked up and adjusted her glasses: "When?"

"I happen to have no plans for the afternoon of the day after tomorrow."

"OK."

Sister Li paused for a moment, then said, "Visiting the set is a good thing. Mr. Kong has a good reputation in the industry, so it won't hurt for you to show your face."

Naza hesitated for a moment: "I'm just going to see my classmate."

Sister Li laughed: "Silly girl, there's no such thing as 'just looking' in this circle."

If you visit the set, Kong Sheng will see you and remember you; that's enough.

She spoke very plainly, and Naza understood.

It's like sowing seeds; you don't know which one will sprout, but sowing more is never a bad thing.

"What should I bring?"

Naza asked, "We can't go empty-handed, can we?"

"Bring some drinks and fruit; it's standard fare for the film crew."

Sister Li thought for a moment, "Don't make it too expensive, it'll seem pretentious. Just something ordinary, and say it's for everyone."

"it is good."

Naza lowered his head, opened his mobile shopping app, and started looking at nearby fruit shops.

Seeing her serious expression, Sister Li suddenly said, "Naza, keep in touch with your classmate in the future."

"Um?"

"Being able to join Kong Sheng's group and get a role, regardless of whether he has connections or not, shows that he has potential."

Sister Li put it very simply: "In this industry, make more friends and fewer enemies; that's the rule of survival."

Naza nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

……

In Huairou, Chen Nianbei filmed some everyday scenes over the next two days.

The scenes depicting Xiaoman at home, including arguing with her grandmother and helping her mother with housework.

These plays may seem simple, but they are actually the most difficult.

The goal is to portray the texture of life amidst the mundane, and to depict the daily struggles of ordinary people trying to maintain their lives under the shadow of war.

Chen Nianbei handled it very well.

Each time Kong Sheng finished watching the replay, he would nod, saying little, but the approval in his eyes became more and more obvious.

He gradually became acquainted with the other actors and they exchanged contact information.

During breaks, Yang Zi would take the initiative to chat with him, and Huo Jianhua would also come over and have a brief discussion with him after he finished filming a scene.

The next afternoon, we filmed a scene where Xiaoman was buying sesame cakes on the street.

It's very simple, just three shots: walk over, take out money, and take the sesame seed cake.

But when Chen Nianbei took out his money, he fumbled in his pocket for a long time before finally pulling it out, counting it several times, and then handing it to the stall owner.

"Cut!" Kong Sheng shouted, "Why did you add that movement?"

Chen Nianbei explained, "During the war, prices soared, and money became more valuable, so he couldn't bear to part with it."

Kong Sheng didn't speak, but looked at the history consultant next to him.

The consultant nodded: "That detail is correct. Prices have indeed risen sharply, and people are being very cautious with their money."

"Okay, this one's approved," Kong Sheng said.

After filming this scene, Chen Nianbei checked the time; it was 2:30 PM.

Naza said he would arrive around three o'clock.

He went to the stage manager, Old Zhang, and said, "Uncle Zhang, my classmate is arriving around three o'clock. Could you please arrange for someone to pick him up?"

"Don't worry, I've already told them."

Old Zhang chuckled, "What does the little girl look like? Do you have a photo?"

Chen Nianbei took out her phone, found the class photo, and pointed to Nazha: "This one."

Old Zhang squinted at her and said, "Oh, quite a pretty girl. Okay, I'll have Xiao Wang wait at the door."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

Just as Chen Nianbei was about to return to the rest area, the assistant director hurriedly came over:

"Nianbei, get ready, we're going to film a scene in a church next."

"Now?" Chen Nianbei was taken aback. "Wasn't it supposed to be tomorrow?"

"The weather has changed; it might rain tomorrow. The director said we should take advantage of the good lighting today and start filming now."

The assistant director patted him on the shoulder, "Go get your makeup done quickly. This scene is important, you need to be in top form."

Chen Nianbei took a deep breath: "Okay."

The church scene is his most important scene in "Battle of Changsha".

Xiaoman's father, a scholar, was forced by the Japanese to sing in the church.

He appeared compliant, but he was actually singing the story of Yue Fei's resistance against the Jin dynasty, implying a form of rebellion.

After he finished singing, he was shot and killed on the spot by the Japanese.

When Xiaoman arrived, her father was already lying in a pool of blood.

He rushed forward, only to be pinned to the ground by Japanese soldiers. His face was pressed against the cold ground as he stared at his father's corpse, overwhelmed with humiliation, anger, and sorrow...

The emotional layers in this scene are too complex.

Chen Nianbei sat in the dressing room with her eyes closed, letting the makeup artist apply powder to her face.

He rehearsed the scene in his mind over and over again.

From the panic upon hearing of her father's arrest, to the urgency as she ran to the church, to the sight she saw the moment she pushed open the door, and then...

"Nianbei, all done," the makeup artist said softly.

Chen Nianbei opened her eyes. The person in the mirror was pale, and there was a tense fear in her eyes.

He stood up and walked toward the church scene.

……

At 3:10 PM, Nazha arrived at the Huairou Film and Television Base.

The person who picked her up was a young stagehand named Xiao Wang, who kept talking the whole way:

"Brother Chen is such a nice guy. He even helped me move props a few days ago."

"He's very serious about acting; even Director Kong praised him."

"There's a major event coming up later, and you've arrived just in time..."

Naza listened, and felt a strange, indescribable feeling.

In the eyes of her classmates, Chen Nianbei has always been seen as someone who is "good-looking but has terrible acting skills".

How come once you're on set, you're suddenly described as "a good person and a good actor"?

Upon reaching Section 3, Xiao Wang pointed to a makeshift church in front of him:

"They're filming right there, but they're filming now, so we need to keep it down."

Naza nodded and followed him to the perimeter of the surveillance area.

Kong Sheng was sitting behind the monitor, leaning forward and staring at the screen.

The scene was very quiet, with only the slight sound of the camera slider.

Naza followed everyone's gaze and looked over.

In the very center of the church, a middle-aged man in a long robe lay on the ground, with a pool of dark red "blood" beneath him.

Chen Nianbei stood at the door.

He was wearing a faded blue cotton shirt, his hair was messy, and his face was covered in dust.

He stood there, motionless, his eyes fixed on the corpse on the ground.

That look in his eyes...

Naza held his breath.

It was a look that was a mixture of shock, fear, and disbelief.

His lips were trembling slightly, but no sound came out.

Then, he moved.

Instead of rushing forward, we slowly and steadily move forward, step by step.

He staggered, as if his legs had given way, but he forced himself to keep walking.

He stopped three steps away from the corpse.

He slowly knelt down.

She didn't cry or shout; she just reached out her trembling hand, wanting to touch her father's face.

Just as the fingertips were about to touch—

"Cut!"

Kong Sheng suddenly shouted, "What's going on with the extras?!"

An extra playing a Japanese soldier moved slightly at the edge of the frame.

"I'm sorry, director!" the extra quickly apologized.

Kong Sheng waved his hand, not getting angry, but said to Chen Nianbei:

"Nianbei, keep your emotions in check, let's do one more take."

Chen Nianbei nodded, stood up from the ground, and walked back to the door.

He didn't look at anyone, just kept his head down, clenched his fists, and took a deep breath.

Three seconds later, he looked up, his eyes returning to that blank state.

"Ready—Go!"

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Everything went smoothly this time.

Chen Nianbei walked from the doorway to the corpse, knelt down, and reached out his hand.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch his father's face, a "Japanese soldier" rushed up and shoved him to the ground!

With a thud, his face slammed heavily onto the bluestone floor.

Behind the monitor, several female staff members instinctively covered their mouths.

But Chen Nianbei didn't stop.

He was pinned to the ground, his face pressed against the earth, but his eyes were fixed on his father's corpse.

That look in his eyes... humiliation, anger, hatred, and an unfathomable sadness.

His body was struggling, but not violently; it was a suppressed, futile struggle.

With each movement, the hand pressing down on him tightened even more.

Then he stopped.

It's not giving up, it's a deeper kind of despair.

She realized that she couldn't do anything, not even touch her father.

His eyes reddened, but no tears fell.

He just stared at it, wide open, as if trying to etch this scene into his soul.

"Card!"

Kong Sheng's voice was a little hoarse, "This one... is past."

The scene was completely silent.

Several seconds passed before anyone started to move.

Chen Nianbei got up from the ground and dusted himself off.

The makeup artist quickly came over to check his face.

That bump was pretty hard; my forehead is already a little red.

"fine."

Chen Nianbei waved his hand, looked up, and saw Nazha standing on the outside.

He paused for a moment, then laughed.

The smile was faint, still carrying the weariness from the scene, but it felt very real.

Naza watched him walk over and suddenly didn't know what to say.

She has seen many actors perform.

But what she just witnessed... that real, undisguised pain and humiliation still made her heart clench.

"You're here?"

Chen Nianbei walked up to her, his voice a little hoarse.

"Um."

Naza nodded and handed over the bag in his hand, "Here you go... I brought some drinks and fruit for everyone."

Thanks.

Chen Nianbei took it, turned around and handed it to Old Zhang, "Uncle Zhang, share this."

Old Zhang chuckled and accepted the gift: "Oh, there's even fruit. How thoughtful of you, young lady."

Naza then realized what was happening and quickly said, "Hello everyone, I'm Naza, Chen Nianbei's classmate."

Kong Sheng walked out from behind the monitor, glanced at her, and asked, "Classmate?"

"Yes, Director Kong." Naza was a little nervous.

"take it easy."

Kong Sheng smiled, a rare occurrence for him. "Then you two chat, and film the next one in twenty minutes."

Finished talking and left.

Chen Nianbei led Nazha to the rest area and found two stools to sit on.

"What you just did..."

Naza carefully considered the words, "You acted really well."

"Yeah?"

Chen Nianbei unscrewed a bottle of water and took a big gulp.

"real."

Naza said earnestly, "I've never seen... a play like that before. It's like you really..."

She didn't finish speaking, but Chen Nianbei understood.

"I've gotten into it."

He spoke of it casually.

Naza looked at him and suddenly felt that this person was a stranger.

It wasn't that she looked unfamiliar, but rather that she had a certain aura about her.

Sitting on a small stool, dressed in theatrical costume, with makeup on her face, but her eyes were as calm as a deep pool of water.

They don't look like twenty-year-old college students at all.

"How are you doing on set?"

She changed the subject.

"fine."

Chen Nianbei said, "I learned a lot, more practical things than what I learned in school."

"I can tell."

Naza laughed, "You talk like a veteran actor now."

"Is there?"

"have."

Naza looked at him and said, "You seem to have changed a lot all of a sudden."

Chen Nianbei didn't respond to that question, but instead asked, "What about you?"

"Attending classes, taking photos of guys, and conducting interviews."

Naza was a little excited, "However, Sister Li said there's a movie script we're discussing."

"That's a good thing."

The two chatted for a while about the daily life on set and about their classmates' recent situations.

Around four o'clock, the assistant director came over to remind us to prepare for the next scene.

"Then I'll be leaving first."

Nazar stood up. "I won't bother you anymore."

"etc."

Chen Nianbei said, "Want to have dinner together tonight? There's a pretty good grilled fish place around here."

Naza's eyes lit up: "Great! But I have to get back to the city by six o'clock, I have something to do early tomorrow morning."

"There's still time. Dinner will be served at five. After you finish eating, I'll take you to the station."

"OK!"

Once the agreement was made, Naza stayed put and took out his phone.

She looked up.

The church spire gleamed with a golden-red light in the setting sun.

She suddenly remembered the look in Chen Nianbei's eyes when he was pinned to the ground.

That wasn't acted out.

At least not entirely.

My phone vibrated; it was a message from Sister Li: "How's the investigation going?"

Naza typed with her head down: "It's great. I met Director Kong. Chen Nianbei's acting was exceptional."

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