Chapter 73: Skiing Skills

The production team Chen He was with was a fashion drama. When Qin Yun arrived, a small-looking girl was waiting outside the set.

Seeing Qin Yun, Qiu Li's eyes instantly lit up.

Wow, he's even more handsome in person than in photos—Chen He can't compare at all; how could he dare say they're similar?

"Hello, are you Teacher Qin Yun? I'm Chen He's assistant, my name is Qiu Li."

Qin Yun replied politely: "Hello, hello, I'm Qin Yun. Is Chen He still filming? Thank you for your trouble."

"No trouble at all, please follow me, or no one can enter the set." Qiu Li stepped closer and felt an overwhelming aura from this man—it was purely a feeling, something beyond his appearance.

Following Qiu Li, Qin Yun walked into the set and, after chatting with her a bit, learned that Chen He was filming an unknown TV drama, and he was only making a cameo appearance—not the lead.

Coincidentally, his scenes were concentrated over these two days; if Qin Yun had come to Hengdian two days later, he would've missed it entirely.

At that moment, the set was sealed off for filming, so Qiu Li led Qin Yun to the other side.

"Teacher Qin Yun, wait here for a moment. Chen He will come out once he's done."

Not long after Qiu Li finished speaking, Chen He walked out from the set.

"How was it? Go smoothly?"

Qin Yun nodded: "Very smooth. If it weren't for Zhao Liying breaking character, we'd have nailed it in one take."

Chen He looked puzzled: "Liying's so professional—she broke character?"

But he didn't press further, saying instead: "I've got two more scenes today. Let's have dinner tonight—wait for me. By the way, I asked the director to assign you a background extra. Do you want foreground or background?"

Qin Yun had come solely to complete his check-in task; since he'd already acted with lines in Zhao Liying's production, he had no intention of going all out here—being a background extra was perfect.

"I'll be a background extra."

"No problem. I'll tell the director. Come with me."

Following Chen He into the set, Qin Yun spoke to the director, who naturally honored Chen He's request. Besides, it was just a background extra—no impact at all; why refuse?

Soon, Qin Yun appeared in a shot without even changing clothes.

With a system panel notification, his second production's role experience was successfully completed.

By the time Chen He's scenes wrapped, it was already past five in the afternoon. The three of them got into Chen He's chauffeur-driven car and headed to a restaurant popular with celebrities here. Qin Yun observed—it had excellent privacy, clearly designed with stars' needs in mind.

Then, in the private room, Chen He said: "Let's order first. Two more people are coming—one you've already met, and the other I'll introduce you to."

Qin Yun's expression shifted: "Zhao Liying? Xiao Zhan?"

Chen He nodded: "Yeah, their production is the only one nearby. Chao is also around, but he's filming tonight, so I didn't call him."

Chao? Probably Deng Chao.

"By the way, Brother Qin, when are you releasing the livestream video? I only saw it on the third day after it went live—everyone says you solo-killed two wolves, but I scoured the entire internet and couldn't find it."

Chen He asked curiously.

"It's being edited. Should be done this week."

Fang Nan had mentioned the editing progress today—it was very efficient. If they hadn't been so perfectionist and had just edited it like a short video, it would've been finished long ago.

"Watching you climb straight down the cliff—I went completely insane. That's insane! Is that even humanly possible?" Chen He exaggerated his expression. "Especially that last overhanging cliff face—you don't look particularly bulky, yet how did you have that much strength and endurance?"

Qin Yun laughed and thought: If you had the system, you could do it too.

"By the end of that stretch, I was at my limit—if it had been any longer, I wouldn't have made it. The strain on my fingers was too great."

"Haha, even viewers were exhausted just watching."

Chen He put down the menu and called the waiter in, ordering over a dozen signature dishes.

"At your current follower growth rate, ten million followers is just a matter of time."

The man sitting across from Qin Yun was among the top five most-followed individuals on Douyin. He sighed: "I can't compare to your follower count, Chen He. I don't know if I'll ever reach that in my lifetime."

Hearing this, Chen He grinned proudly.

In the entertainment industry, his status was average, his acting constantly criticized, and now he barely acted at all—he'd become a variety show star. But his popularity was undeniable: six or seven million followers on Douyin proved it.

"Sure, in your dreams, everything's possible."

Watching his smug expression, Qin Yun smiled helplessly.

As their conversation deepened, they learned more about each other, but they hadn't reached the point of full openness—many topics were only lightly touched upon. Qin Yun's topics revolved around his livestreams; Chen He's centered on entertainment gossip.

About half an hour later, two figures arrived one after the other.

Zhao Liying needed no introduction. Xiao Zhan, Qin Yun had seen during filming, but they hadn't spoken—he'd just lain there motionless.

After introductions, Chen He told the owner to start serving.

Xiao Zhan was handsome, but his beauty differed from Qin Yun's. Qin Yun now carried a unique aura—a quality every man envied.

Even in looks alone, Qin Yun was no less impressive.

"No wonder Chen He calls you Brother Qin—I watched your video on the way here, and my legs are still weak."

People in the entertainment industry aren't all geniuses, but their verbal skills are flawless—they instinctively say the right thing to the right person.

When complimenting someone, none of them needed to rehearse.

Qin Yun waved his hand: "Brother Zhan, you're exaggerating. Different fields require different expertise—I'm just making a living off this now."

To his left sat Zhao Liying. She had watched Qin Yun's Douyin account, especially the two rock-climbing videos—they were astonishing, truly breathtaking.

The testosterone radiating from them made her feel overwhelming power even through the screen, compelling her to follow without thinking.

At first, she'd assumed he was another gaming or esports streamer Chen He knew, so she hadn't paid attention. Now she realized: his rapid mastery of martial arts routines today likely meant he had real skill.

For a while, the four of them ate and chatted about what they knew, the atmosphere warm and harmonious.

Conversation, after all, is mostly boasting and idle chatter.

"In the future, Brother Qin could host a show taking celebrities into the wilderness—invite a few stars each episode to experience it. Might make a great gimmick."

Chen He suggested with a smile.

Xiao Zhan immediately clapped in agreement: "Great idea. Online platforms are growing stronger every day—many celebrities' followers are now fewer than influencers'. Very few have follower counts in the national top five like Chen He."

Zhao Liying showed clear interest: "If such a show ever happens, I'd be happy to join."

Qin Yun laughed and groaned, waving his hands repeatedly: "I can't afford you guys—you're all top-tier actors in the country; even if I sold myself, it wouldn't be enough."

As far as he knew, Zhao Liying had over thirty million followers on Douyin, Xiao Zhan had over fifteen million, far more than him, who made his living doing this. Besides, their status was what it was—he couldn't afford to hire them even if he ever planned to make a show.

"Hahaha, I'm definitely coming for free—mainly just to experience it," Chen He said, showing great face.

Everyone chuckled, and the topic was dropped—no one took it seriously.

After eating and drinking their fill, they went their separate ways.

Chen He drove Qin Yun to where he'd parked his car; at parting, Qin Yun had wanted to ask him to find a few extras, but thought better of it and said nothing.

Why bother him with just extras? He could just ask Jia Tian.

Though they'd eaten together and exchanged contact info, they were strangers passing by—whether they'd ever meet again was uncertain.

Back at the hotel, he contacted Jia Tian.

Although Jia Tian and Lin Yao were childhood friends, things were still done the usual way—he'd received his pay directly from the production team, not from Jia Tian. But as he understood it, normally the production paid the group leader, who then paid the extras, layer by layer.

The rule in Hengdian was that group leaders took a 20% cut.

So Qin Yun directly transferred 2000 yuan to Jia Tian via WeChat.

Jia Tian:?

"Qin Ge, what's going on? Why did you transfer me money?"

Qin Yun explained the situation; Jia Tian immediately sent the money back: "Qin Ge, I can't accept this money—it'd be slapping me in the face. Sure, group leaders take a cut, but only from official extras with actor certificates. You're just here for fun; this money's a windfall."

Though he said that, Qin Yun insisted on giving it: "Then please help me find three more extra roles—different productions. This money is payment for your trouble, Jia Lao Di. I appreciate it."

In the end, Jia Tian had no choice but to accept it, but he promised to find him production opportunities within a few days.

People are like this: you show me respect, I show you more. Qin Yun was just playing around, acting as a background extra; normal extras earned less than a thousand yuan over five days, and his cut barely reached two hundred.

In the following days, he didn't seek out Lin Yao—he visited three productions and successfully completed the check-in task, earning a new reward.

【Check-in task completed. Received random reward: Skiing skill +1】

【Skiing Skill LV1: Master the rhythm and timing of the snow slope; the skis carve with extreme focus】

As memories and warmth surged through his body, he fully absorbed all the Hardcore techniques of skiing within two minutes—gliding, turning, braking—all became second nature; switching between double and single skis was effortless.

At this moment, his skiing skill had reached perfection.

If only Hengdian had snow, he'd have rushed to try it. He'd skied before during company team-building events, but at his age, learning was slow—he'd fallen half to death, and even after leaving the slope, he'd never overcome his fear of downhill runs, so he'd shelved skiing forever.

"Not bad, not bad. With this skill, my coolness level skyrockets."

Qin Yun was extremely satisfied. Every skill the system had granted him so far was useful—each one alone was enough to make a career, even to become a top expert in that field.

"Damn it, why isn't the ambulance here yet? Hurry up..."

"Fuck, where's the prop guy? I'm gonna kill you."

Suddenly, distant shouting drew his attention.

He looked over—it was another production. Curious, he walked over; even those who'd been maintaining the safety perimeter abandoned their posts and gathered to see what was happening.

Qin Yun casually asked and learned the stunt double for this drama had been injured. Normally, jumping from the second floor of a restaurant onto a table on the street—with wire assistance—should be perfectly safe.

But the lead actor insisted: the character being thrown out of the restaurant shouldn't use wires—the stunt double should do it, and the actor would seamlessly pick up the motion mid-fall, making the whole sequence feel more natural.

In the past, filming like this didn't require wires—as long as proper safety measures were taken, nothing would happen.

But unfortunately, this time, when the stunt double flew out from the second floor and landed on the table, the foam table didn't break, so the air cushion underneath never activated—the stunt double collapsed unconscious on the spot.

Qin Yun glanced at the table—solid, stable, definitely real. No wonder the director was cursing—what the hell were the props crew doing? If the stunt double died because of this, the entire production team would be ruined.