He was unaware of his own popularity and the power of fans. Hearing the director’s words, he was surprised and touched, yet somewhat embarrassed, whispering, “Director Deng, Chang Weiyu’s fall from the horse is very strange. No matter what weird things happen when I’m on set, you must help me cover up.”
At this moment, he was also somewhat doubtful whether Luo Yingbai could perform this fight scene well—Zhou Junyi was very immersed in his performance and had some martial arts foundation, and was afraid he might accidentally hurt someone.
Luo Yingbai walked over to them, slightly raising his feathered eyelashes, and said, “Sorry to keep you waiting.”
Zhou Junyi smiled and said, “It’s fine.”
After he spoke, no one dared to argue with Luo Yingbai.
Luo Yingbai swept his gaze across the faces of those who had spoken earlier, smiled, and said nothing more.
Although they had not spent much time together, Zhou Junyi still understood some of his personality. He treated everyone the same way, as if nothing could leave a mark in his heart, yet also seeming to understand everything at a glance.
Even Wen Qianqian felt uncomfortable looking at Luo Yingbai’s appearance and pursed her lips without saying anything.
Director Deng exchanged a glance with Luo Yingbai and then said, “Alright, everyone get on your horses and prepare. Let’s try to shoot well and rest afterward.”
To find clues, Luo Yingbai had already thoroughly studied the script and didn’t need to review it. Director Deng had someone bring Chang Weiyu’s horse over.
Just as Chang Weiyu said, this horse seemed to have a bad temper. It was tall and strong, snorting and pawing the ground restlessly, its big eyes staring fixedly at Luo Yingbai as he approached.
Luo Yingbai walked over, stroked the horse’s ear, and said softly, “Behave well later, or I’ll geld you.”
He had a special communication skill, and with this sentence, the horse trembled, its eyes wide open.
Luo Yingbai signaled the horse trainer to let go and held the reins himself, preparing to mount.
At this moment, Wen Qianqian suddenly called out, “Wait a moment.”
Luo Yingbai stopped and turned to look at her: “Hmm?”
Wen Qianqian said, “Your movement is completely wrong. Without stepping in the stirrup, do you want to fly up? You haven’t ridden a horse much before, have you?”
Luo Yingbai said, “I haven’t ridden much, but I…”
Wen Qianqian said, “Change to another horse. Otherwise, if we don’t shoot well, you’ll drag us down.”
Luo Yingbai smiled and said, “Thanks, Sister Qian, no need to change.”
After speaking, he pressed his hand on the saddle and leaped up directly. The horse was startled and charged forward like crazy.
Luo Yingbai’s wrist twisted, and he forcefully stopped the horse mid-stride. After a brief pause, he released it again and urged the horse to trot slowly.
Sitting on the horse, he looked down at the stunned people and said with a smile, “It’s quite obedient. Shall we begin?”
Wen Qianqian looked at him in shock, while Zhou Junyi couldn’t help but laugh.
Thus, the temporary stand-in Luo Xiaoge officially took his position, and shooting began.
Chang Weiyu hadn’t left and was also observing under the scorching sun. Although he had successfully passed the audition thanks to Luo Yingbai, he became increasingly unwilling to let others compare him with Luo Yingbai—such comments had been abundant online since the publicity photos were released.
Chang Weiyu watched Luo Yingbai’s performance carefully.
Zhou Junyi sat on the horse facing Luo Yingbai, and at the moment the director shouted “Action,” he suddenly noticed a change in the other’s eyes.
Luo Yingbai’s gaze no longer contained gentle laughter, but was sharp and mocking, looking at his opponent as if looking at a dead man.
Not only Chang Weiyu felt this, but Zhou Junyi, being stared at by Luo Yingbai, actually felt a chill and instinctively sensed danger.
“Qi Changfeng?”
Experienced as he was, he quickly adjusted his mental state upon hearing the question and responded, “Indeed, it is this king.”
As he spoke these words, Zhou Junyi suddenly had a subtle feeling that the person standing opposite him was truly Prince Yue Huan.
Yue Huan raised an eyebrow: “Very good, everyone who should be here has arrived.”
After saying this, he flipped his wrist, dramatically opening a folding fan and directly attacking the opponent.
This fight scene had been pre-designed, and Luo Yingbai had studied every move to find weaknesses. With his own foundation, both he and Zhou Junyi performed very smoothly. Director Deng looked satisfied, but Luo Yingbai gradually felt an inexplicable force guiding him to change the predetermined moves. If he hadn’t forcefully suppressed the fan in his hand, Zhou Junyi’s chest might have been stabbed through by now.
Finally, it’s here.
Fortunately, he had been on guard and had hidden several spirit-trapping talismans in his sleeve. Taking advantage of a sidestep, Luo Yingbai actually leaped and flipped on the horse, his sleeves flying. Several talisman papers were thrown out, hidden by his wide sleeves.
Luo Yingbai slapped with his fan, and the talisman papers shot out in three directions, forming a three-star convergence, exploding with a thunderous white light.
His series of movements were as smooth as flowing clouds. When he steadily landed back on the horse’s back, Zhou Junyi’s long sword had just barely reached out, but Luo Yingbai’s folding fan was wielded with elegance, gracefully blocking the sword’s edge.
His clothes swirled and fluttered with his movements, his demeanor ethereal, and with his originally cold countenance, he now appeared almost like an immortal.
Luo Yingbai twirled the folding fan and inserted it back into his waist, a cold smile playing on his lips. He gazed at his opponent and delivered the second line of dialogue in this fight scene: “Not bad. If you are determined to court death, I will gladly accompany you to the end.”
The fans and staff observing from the periphery simultaneously exclaimed, “Wow!”
Luo Yingbai was so handsome! At that moment, they truly felt the young emperor from the script had come to life.
Amidst the amazed murmurs, the prop master looked bewildered, turning to the two directors and saying, “I didn’t do anything. Isn’t this supposed to be added in post-production…”
Could the fan be electronic?
Deng Zhen and Xiao Zhicheng, who knew the inside story, exchanged a glance and simultaneously said, “It has nothing to do with you, he did it.”
Prop master: “…”
Deng Zhen and Xiao Zhicheng quickly corrected themselves: “Yes, it was us.”
Prop master: “…”
Deng Zhen rubbed his forehead, giving up on communication, and walked over to Luo Yingbai.
“The fight scene was good, very coherent. The movements and expressions were spot on. Just shoot a few more close-up shots.”
After speaking, he lowered his voice and asked, “Master Luo, just now was it…”
Luo Yingbai understood his meaning, subtly nodded, and whispered back, “It’s fine. I’m here, just continue shooting.
Luo Yingbai imagined Zhou Junyi’s usually cold way of speaking, and said sternly: “You’re wrong. I didn’t come here today because Gu Qionghua is my fiancée, but…”
The line was halfway spoken when the magical device he was wearing began to tremble slightly, and the feeling of being manipulated became increasingly obvious. Luo Yingbai’s thoughts shifted, and the remaining half of the sentence turned into: “But because I want to marry you.”
Zhou Junyi: “…!!!”
Luo Yingbai had no time to consider his feelings. The moment the modified line was spoken, a blurry figure suddenly appeared behind Zhou Junyi – this was the first time he had directly faced Yue Huan’s true form!
It seems this out-of-character moment was a bit excessive; Yue Huan was angry!
