Chapter 198: That's How They Do It in the Movies

On this stretch of African land, running into any wild animal is basically not that dangerous, especially when you've got a vehicle.

Only a rampaging African elephant is a real threat, but that thing can't outrun a car either.

But if you hear gunshots, generally speaking it's still recommended to speed up a bit.

Unless you're someone like Bai Liang, who seems to have Zhao Zilong's soul riding him, fearless to the bone, the type who doesn't fear death.

Honestly, when they heard the bang-bang-bang of gunfire, the film crew really did panic.

What do they mean by "all beings are equal"? Under a 7.62 caliber, every land mammal sits on the exact same link of the food chain.

One burst coming your way, doesn't matter if you're a lion, elephant, buffalo, or hippo—none of it helps.

So the animals that can actually survive and reproduce on this land have basically all developed the good habit of recognizing guns.

It's probably written into their DNA.

And as humans, they're even more aware of this.

The whole film crew was truly panicking now—what do we do?

Bai Liang himself was of course still very calm; after parking the car properly, he set an example for everyone.

He stuck a small national flag on the car's side mirror.

"Liang-ge, does that actually work?"

"Wu Jing said it works, so if it doesn't, I'll go back and beat him up."

"Wu Jing—Jing-ge has actually used it?"

"That's how he does it in his movies." Bai Liang said with an innocent face.

Holy crap! Movies?!

At a time like this, bro, you're still messing around?

His eyes were already a little helpless and anguished, but the cameraman's professional training still kept him from putting down the camera in his hands.

Besides, turning around now seemed a bit too late for them—the ones shooting over there had already spotted them, and a pickup truck with a mounted machine gun was driving their way.

"A pickup with a mounted machine gun, that really does look pretty badass!" Bai Liang looked at his own pickup and felt he could mount one of those things too.

"Bro, what do we do?"

At some point, no one knew exactly when, Bai Liang had already become the backbone of the film crew.

Even the assistant director traveling with them was looking at him now.

"Don't be scared, I've got one piece of good news and one piece of bad news here—do you want to hear them?"

"What's the good news?!"

"It looks like we're already in South Africa, so they should be government troops, not those wild-style rebels."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. "What's the bad news?"

"The government troops here are sometimes not much different from the rebels; some of them are straight-up rebels who won and took over. Anyway, don't expect them to be like our country's soldier brothers."

Film crew:

Thanks for sharing, please don't do it again.

But Bai Liang was actually a bit distracted at this moment; he only had one thought in his head: Wu Jing, pay up!

Later, his car with the little red flag would drive right between the two sides exchanging fire, and when "Wolf Warrior 2" hit theaters, he'd be giving the movie a direct endorsement.

However, he seemed to be overthinking it a bit.

The so-called firefight didn't actually exist; before that vehicle could even reach them, the gunfire in the distance had already stopped.

One side seemed ridiculously weak, getting taken down that fast.

The fantasy of driving through the middle of a combat zone with a flag stuck on the car seemed to die right there.

At this point, the pickup with the mounted machine gun finally pulled up in front of them; a few soldiers in what looked like military uniforms, holding AKs, jumped out and opened their mouths in some local language nobody could understand at all.

The assistant director, who wanted to negotiate with them, was already getting a headache.

He felt like one of them had his gun barrel vaguely pointed at him.

Scared stiff, he didn't dare step forward.

But Bai Liang actually had some experience dealing with these people; he took half a pack of cigarettes from the cameraman in the car, tossed them over, and the other side immediately broke into smiles.

"Half a pack of cigarettes and they're satisfied?"

"Not necessarily. Some people don't want to mess with Chinese folks, but some people treat Chinese folks as fat sheep."

Bai Liang soothed the assistant director and casually asked, "Do you know how to use a gun?"

"Huh?"

"Just kidding~"

Actually, based on Bai Liang's life experience, the odds of these guys turning on them were actually quite low.

After all, he didn't have the ability to snatch their guns and mow them all down; he wasn't some urban soldier-king, his shooting was terrible.

Of course, even if others were sharpshooters, they still couldn't hit him.

In short, these black uncles most likely wouldn't make things difficult for them.

But Bai Liang kind of wanted to "make things difficult" for them.

He walked over, gestured and gestured for a while, and two minutes later, when he took an AK from one of their hands, the film crew's eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets.

They just gave it to you?!

"Just letting me play with it. When they go out on operations, they don't secretly sell their guns—they actually have some discipline."

That explanation honestly wasn't very convincing, but Bai Liang was so calm that everyone seemed to have no choice but to believe him.

Gradually they weren't as scared anymore; a few young guys who had never touched a gun even started getting restless.

An AK!

Want to touch it!

"mrlucky?!"

At this moment, the African young man who had handed the gun to Bai Liang stared at him for a long while, then finally called out that name in confusion.

His pronunciation wasn't quite standard — he'd only roughly said the word, and it seemed even the kid himself wasn't sure what the name meant.

Mm. A strange yet familiar form of address.

Bai Liang froze for a beat, then suddenly remembered that he did indeed have such a "nickname" in Africa.

Ten minutes later, the entire film crew had no idea what to say.

Ever since arriving in Africa, Bai Liang had been constantly shattering every preconception they had.

They'd already felt something was off when he slapped a lion's butt, and now seeing him arm-in-arm with the local warlord's regular army commander, casually asking for supplies — it completely blinded their dog eyes.

He's really just loading it onto the truck?! Not even a polite refusal?

Bai Liang: They offered on their own — what's there to be polite about?

It was perfect timing, since he'd recently been plunging deep into the wilderness with nowhere to resupply.

At the same time, these armed men had suddenly become far more polite, and by extension, the crew had been treated like honored guests too.

Just now they'd still needed to hand out cigarettes to them, but now these guys were bringing cigarettes over for them to smoke.

Someone reached out to take one, but Bai Liang reminded them at that moment: "Their cigarettes might have stuff mixed in — best not to touch them, yeah?"

Hiss. Then of course nobody dared touch them!

"Liang-ge, you know them?"

"Met them when we were filming Wolf Warrior 2. Pretty wild running into them here again. Oh right, where's our endpoint again?"

"Talitali."

"Looks like they're stationed over there. If we need anything later I'll go grab it. Hey, Nazha and the others seem to have gone on ahead — I'll go say hi."

The destination was the same, but Bai Liang had no intention of traveling with these soldiers — after all, they still had a show to film.

However, looking at the gun smoke and shell craters along the road ahead, a sudden idea flashed through his mind.

Fifteen minutes later, under the crew's utterly speechless expressions, gunfire erupted up ahead once more. Bai Liang's acting was far better than Nazha's — to be precise, they weren't even on the same level.

Frowning, his face drawn tight.

Recorded by the cameras, he briefly communicated with soldiers on both sides, and in the end the vehicle, draped in the national flag, passed straight through the "combat zone" and sped away.

Damn! Shameless staged shot!

The crew ranted furiously in their hearts, unable to figure out why these African soldiers were so cooperative.

You tell them to act and they just act?!

They could see clearly from the vehicle that these guys' so-called "combat" was just spraying bullets into the sky.

The real enemies had long since been wiped out — both sides were the same group of people.

Mm. The effect was about the same, though.

After all, there really were corpses on the roadside — damn, when the show airs, just slap a little mosaic over it and it's way too damn real.

Just afraid this show's content won't pass censorship!

Bai Liang: Wolf Warrior 2 passed censorship, so ours definitely will too!

Different content, at different stages, naturally faces different levels of censorship difficulty.

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A few years ago, this stuff definitely wouldn't have passed, but now the country happens to be in a phase where it needs to promote its influence in Africa — how could it not pass?

Still, Bai Liang felt Wu Jing really owed him one.

That scene in Wolf Warrior 2 of Leng Feng carrying the flag through the combat zone was bound to get savaged by certain people.

When the time came, Bai Liang's "real experience" on the show would give him an instant endorsement — completely shutting those people's mouths.

The funniest part was, whether real or fake, the impact was already there.

If it's real, then it's the same move as Wolf Warrior's Leng Feng.

If it's fake — a staged shot, but one where African soldiers agreed to stage it for you — that feels even more impressive!

From either angle, true or false, Wu Jing was the big winner this time.

After all, he couldn't actually be Leng Feng in real life, but Bai Liang really was "mrlucky" in Africa — mentioning his name actually worked.

As for how that reputation came about in the first place—

One sentence to sum it up: the hymn of humanity is the hymn of courage.

"I consulted Lord Guan, and that day he gave me nine holy cups. If these last nine rounds all jam, I'll walk away."

Thank goodness that line wasn't said to Bai Liang — otherwise Chen Guilin would have had to kowtow on the spot.

Even without a shared language, humans share certain fundamental traits.

So Bai Liang was actually well-suited to staying in relatively backward and barren places.

The more backward a place, the more likely they are to be superstitious — he might even learn a thing or two from Hong Xiuquan; someone might genuinely take him for God's second son.

Fortunately, in this life, Bai Liang had no interest in being a warlord in Africa or a chief in some tribe.

But winning other people's respect, even reverence, was something he could do with ease.

Meanwhile, on the Brazil side of "Divas Hit the Road."

The seven-person group was still having a pretty good time.

Because of all the drama from season two, the show's team had clearly made fairly broad adjustments to this season's overall tone from the planning stage.

Overall, they didn't make things especially hard for the guests, trying to let them have a good time.

When everyone's having fun, the guests naturally won't have major conflicts among themselves, and drama will be less frequent.

Plus, this season's guests were basically all young — the oldest, Jiang Shuying, was barely over thirty, and nobody was pulling the "I'm a senior" card.

Given all these conditions, it'd be hard not to have a good time.

But they were also about to leave Brazil and head to Africa to rendezvous with Bai Liang.

Nazha, who had been half-heartedly playing around these past two days, suddenly perked up a lot.

"I wonder if he's eating properly over there."

With Nazha around, worrying about Bai Liang's situation was always a classic topic at the dinner table.

Song Zu'er chimed in eagerly: "Probably not great. I asked the production crew — Dou Xiao Bai-ge has to drive himself the whole way, and along the route he only stops at some campsites, and he even has to set up his own tent. I bet he can't spend much money — nowhere to use it."

The moment Nazha heard this, her little face scrunched up too~

She poked at the spoon in her hand, feeling that the once-delicious food had lost all its flavor.

But just then Jing Boran chimed in: "I wouldn't be so sure. Yesterday I overheard the production crew's directors discussing it, and they kept saying things like 'that's insane,' 'how is that even possible.'"

At this, the curiosity of everyone at the table was hooked.

Insane? How is that even possible?

What on earth does that mean? What has Bai Liang been doing in Africa?

Taiwanese artist Yang Youning joked: "He didn't get chased by a lion in Africa, did he?"

The instant those words left his mouth, Nazha glared at him "fiercely."

Yang Youning quickly patted his own mouth, signaling it wasn't intentional.

The production crew just kept filming on the side, every face wearing a rather peculiar expression.

Jing Boran caught on to this: "Did Yang Youning actually hit the nail on the head?"

"No way?!" Nazha's voice pitched up several notches, her brows knitting tightly.

Seeing the discussion had reached this point, the show's director simply let slip a bit: "Teacher Bai, Brother Liang is doing pretty splendidly in Africa. I won't spoil it for now — I can only tell you that in the first few episodes, he alone takes up at least half, if not more, of the screen time."

Holy shit!

The moment those words came out, everyone present was an entertainer, and they all understood exactly what it meant.

So the seven of them over here can't out-screen-grab Bai Liang by himself?

What on earth did he do in Africa?!

The director couldn't quite handle the stares from the seven of them — mainly Nazha's, who genuinely looked like she'd burst into tears if he didn't say more.

Helpless, he could only reveal a bit more: "There really is a lion scene, close contact, but the person is definitely fine — don't worry."

"He actually ran into a lion?!"

At this moment, the difference between the men and the women was on full display.

The girls were nervous and worried; the boys were like, "Holy shit, I want to go too!"

Especially Jing Boran — he was utterly heartbroken, saying straight out: "If only I'd gone to Africa with him. Being a tour guide is exhausting."

The director's crew stayed silent, thinking to themselves: this is nothing — that guy dares to slap a lion's butt and still call African warlords "bro."

As for the men in front of them, although every one of them was verbally saying what a shame.

But the director felt that if you actually dropped them over there, they'd probably go weak in the knees the moment they heard the sound of an AK.

He guessed none of them would dare step out of the car when an adult lion showed up.

So, precisely because of this, how could their pleasant, birdsong-and-flowers-style sightseeing here compete with Bai Liang's "Wilderness and Passion" for screen time!

One episode of the show only has so much runtime.

How much can the first five episodes add up to in total?

A good chunk of that is going to be taken up by Bai Liang's "highlight reel" — what's left has to be split among seven people.

"Hurry up and rendezvous with him!" Once they realized this, everyone got a little "anxious."

Fortunately, next they would transfer through São Paulo and fly to Cape Town, South Africa, then drive themselves to meet up with Bai Liang.

However, Nazha subconsciously felt that the name of the town they were about to head to sounded a bit familiar.

She kept feeling like she'd heard it before, or maybe even been there.

But when she had filmed in Africa with Bai Liang before, she'd taken advantage of every spare moment to visit quite a few places.

Of course, Africa is huge, and Nazha, being a bit of a scatterbrain, didn't remember some of the place names all that clearly.

Anyway, with Bai Liang leading the way, she just had to obediently follow along.

So she didn't think too much of it.

(End of chapter)