[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off":3,"chapter-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-75":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Bound to the Sign-In System, I Took Off",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2336129,4567,"Chapter 75: Invite a Star to Dinner","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-75",75,"\u003Cp>The Tianyun Mountain Legend production team, director Lü Quan, still remembered Qin Yun, but only as someone who’d played a minor extra; all the details the action director had told him had long since vanished, given how many things the crew had to handle every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to director Lü Quan, the action director and action choreographer immediately recognized Qin Yun upon seeing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially the action choreographer, who was already mentally designing the movements for this long take, certain Qin Yun could pull it off—an instinct born after witnessing Qin Yun’s learning ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Ying, Brother Zhan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Zhan greeted: “You’ve worked hard, Brother Qin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d adopted Chen He’s way of addressing him; most people would’ve been elated to be called that by a major star, but Qin Yun remained calm, ignoring the astonished glances around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grinned: “This is Brother Zhan giving me a chance to earn money—how could I call it hard work?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Liying rolled her eyes beside him: “I’m the one who recommended you, yet you only thank him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, so when do you wrap today? How about I cook for you myself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know how to cook?” Zhao Liying looked utterly skeptical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ll find out when you get there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Zhan glanced at Zhao Liying; she gave a barely perceptible nod, and he agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, then I’m looking forward to Brother Qin’s cooking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun thought to himself: Lin Yao, Lin Yao, I’ve gone above and beyond for you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing how familiar he was with the two biggest stars on set, the rest of the crew assumed he was some obscure big shot in the industry, treating him with exceptional courtesy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Makeup, costumes, props—every crew member went out of their way to be helpful, even washing the clothes they’d prepared for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You couldn’t call them cynical; it was just human nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once everything was ready, Qin Yun stood beside the action choreographer and a female stunt double; from behind, she really did resemble Zhao Liying—graceful and spirited, though not as beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stunt double had already rehearsed; now it was Qin Yun’s turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Qin, I’ll demonstrate the sequence slowly with Teacher Shen—you remember as much as you can.” The action choreographer warned Qin Yun, then turned to the stunt double: “Teacher Shen, since Brother Qin has real martial arts skill, I’ve made slight adjustments—we’ll demonstrate while explaining.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stunt double nodded without objection; she was paid to follow directions, no matter what.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, being called someone with “real martial arts skill” piqued her interest. She’d trained in traditional martial arts, later switched to combat sports, and gradually entered the entertainment industry, becoming a stunt double in Hengdian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was tough work, but the pay was good—far better than a regular job.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Xiao Zhan and Zhao Liying sat together. Xiao Zhan asked: “Sister Ying, does Brother Qin really have martial arts skills?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Liying shook her head: “I don’t know, but if Brother Wang says so, it’s probably true—we’ll see.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, Zhao Liying had recommended Qin Yun partly because the action director had mentioned multiple times these past few days how impressive Qin Yun’s skills were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Zhan nodded and said nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun stood aside watching the two demonstrate the fight sequence in slow motion; to him, it was pure fluff—beautiful to look at but useless in reality—yet it still looked convincingly choreographed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each move, each technique, flowed like a deer’s antlers hanging from a tree—graceful yet clearly aggressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For about ten minutes, the action choreographer and the stunt double ran through every move again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s the full sequence. Teacher Shen, do you find the revised parts difficult?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stunt double shook her head: “Just a few more rehearsals and I’ll be fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The action choreographer nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Qin Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could speak, Qin Yun picked up his sword and walked over: “Let’s try it. I’ve remembered most of it—if I make a mistake, Teacher, point it out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stunt double frowned; she’d wanted to rehearse alone or continue practicing with the action choreographer, not with someone who’d only watched once. But since Qin Yun was already approaching, she couldn’t refuse outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She subtly suggested: “Brother Qin, maybe watch a few more times?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun shook his head: “No need. Let’s go now—I’m afraid I’ll forget.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing he didn’t appreciate her concern, the stunt double grew annoyed, crossed her sword, and gave up trying to reason with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as soon as they began, she realized her worries were unfounded—Qin Yun’s movements were as precise as if copied directly from the action choreographer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, even more precise—his grip on the blade was rock-solid, not a single tremor visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, even holding an object causes slight shifts, but his every motion was like a keyframe—exactly where he intended, no deviation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, as Qin Yun himself said, while his memory was excellent, memorizing every detail perfectly was still difficult; after the action choreographer pointed out errors, he practiced with the stunt double over a dozen times before mastering it completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In contrast, the stunt double had already been completely outpaced by him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse, she resented that because Qin Yun learned so fast, the action choreographer added even more difficult moves—ones she herself struggled with, yet this impossibly handsome man executed effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, what sect are you from?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun paused, then shook his head: “No sect. Self-taught.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stunt double, Shen Yue, frowned in displeasure: “Fine, don’t tell me then.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another half-hour passed; the director came over to check in. After the action choreographer gave a confirmed answer, the crew immediately moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, lights, cameras, and props were all in place—the shoot began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This long take was completed in just three takes; Qin Yun made not a single mistake. All three takes failed due to Shen Yue’s errors, so she immediately left after filming, embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A professional had been outperformed by an amateur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Xiao Zhan and Zhao Liying stepped in for close-ups and frontal shots; this set of scenes was finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After wrap, Qin Yun sent them a location, asked for their favorite dishes, then left first to return to Lin Yao’s restaurant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, the restaurant had no signboard, but if Lin Yao could seize this opportunity with Zhao Liying and Xiao Zhan, his future would be wide open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when Qin Yun returned to the restaurant, he found Shi Lulu still there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking about how soon Xiao Zhan and Zhao Liying would arrive, he frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shi Lulu, I’m inviting some friends to dinner—go home now.” He dismissed her bluntly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This nearly made Shi Lulu explode, but she didn’t show it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior, who are you inviting? Let me help you prepare.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need.” Qin Yun refused without hesitation—if she saw those two and took photos, he’d have no way to explain to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine.” Shi Lulu clenched her teeth, thinking: What’s so special? Just a minor extra? I don’t even care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Yao, I’m leaving.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, Lulu, be careful on your way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Shi Lulu left, Lin Yao looked at Qin Yun in confusion: “Brother Yun, who are you inviting? Why kick Lulu out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve brought you a stroke of luck. Stop asking questions—get ready. I’ll cook myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yao didn’t press further; he figured if Brother Yun said to do it, he’d do it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half an hour later, when two familiar figures appeared in Lin Yao’s sight, he finally understood why Qin Yun had kicked Shi Lulu out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Liying and Xiao Zhan stared at the shabby storefront, baffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dude, if you’re inviting us to dinner, fine if you don’t pick a fancy place—but why a fly-infested hole? So you really are cooking yourself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun greeted them, introducing Lin Yao: “This is my friend, Lin Yao—he owns this restaurant, though it hasn’t opened yet. Today I’m cooking. Sit down—I’ll make sure you leave stuffed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Liying clearly didn’t believe him, but she came from an ordinary family; even as a big star, she had no aversion to eating here. Xiao Zhan felt the same, only curious whether Qin Yun truly knew how to cook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The roller shutter was down; the driver and assistants in the luxury car outside showed no intention of getting out, so Qin Yun ignored them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d already asked the two on set: Zhao Liying preferred Hunan cuisine, Xiao Zhan, being from Chongqing, liked Sichuan food and Cantonese dishes. He’d prepared eight dishes accordingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Qin Yun actually head to the kitchen and start cooking, they set aside their doubts and decided to go with the flow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Yao still hadn’t processed it—he thought Brother Yun was incredible for getting Zhao Liying and Xiao Zhan here. Once his restaurant officially opened, just mentioning their visit would draw customers without any effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder Brother Yun called it a stroke of luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they could leverage these two to connect with the production team, the restaurant’s future would be guaranteed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, a Chongqing boiled fish and stir-fried pork with chili were served: “Try my cooking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Liying smelled the stir-fried pork and immediately felt hungry; she grabbed her chopsticks, snatched a piece of green pepper and pork, and put it in her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After just two chews, her eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Delicious—you weren’t lying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Yun’s face darkened; so you came just out of politeness?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Zhan tasted the boiled fish; after one bite, he silently picked up his rice bowl and ate the fish with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d completely lost any suspicion—he’d never eaten better boiled fish in years; the spiciness was authentic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing their reactions, Qin Yun smiled and returned to the kitchen. The system’s skill was master-level—conquering these two’s palates was child’s play.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, all eight dishes were laid on the table. He invited Lin Yao to sit and opened a few bottles of beer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have some?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both nodded without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they drank and ate, Qin Yun didn’t mention Lin Yao’s restaurant—some things, said too much, became awkward. A light touch was enough; too much would overwhelm Lin Yao’s ability to hold onto this opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your cooking is amazing,” Zhao Liying sincerely praised. “I never imagined you had such skill—just this alone would attract countless investors.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True, Sister Ying’s right,” Xiao Zhan said, his tongue nearly swallowed. “Brother Qin, your cooking is incredible. After being on set so long, I haven’t eaten this well in ages—I’ll need to diet for days after this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zhao Liying snapped back: “We’re enjoying our meal—why bring that up?” She playfully slapped Xiao Zhan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the feast, the two figures left the restaurant, climbed into their luxury car, and drove away. Far off, a sneaky figure lowered his camera, looking disappointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Lulu regretted leaving so soon—if she’d stayed, she might’ve met Xiao Zhan and Zhao Liying. She was a fan photographer, not a paparazzo—blurry photos like these were useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t expected Qin Yun to know Zhao Liying and Xiao Zhan—he’d only just arrived in Hengdian, hadn’t he?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Lulu couldn’t figure it out.\u003C\u002Fp>",1840,"2026-06-20T21:37:28.858Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b008e28e1287d39bb2062c54795c3c69b5289ccb1b2d66a33d52fa450135945b","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-76","bound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-chapter-74",329,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbound-to-the-sign-in-system-i-took-off-cover.jpg"]