Chapter 5

After boarding the train, Bai Liang first took out his thermos, poured himself a cup of hot water, and opened a newly bought book as the train rumbled into motion.

《Acting Art Tutorial—Actor's Study Handbook》

Not that famous book, 《The Actor's Self-Cultivation》, because he'd already downloaded the e-book on his phone.

Do a job, love a job~

Although he himself felt he was just taking a temporary job, it didn't stop him from learning more knowledge that might come in handy.

For an ordinary person, this kind of last-minute cramming would only demonstrate attitude.

But Bai Liang was clearly not an ordinary person.

He learned things ridiculously fast.

Back when he read on the balcony, Bai Liang had already felt this.

Knowledge seemed to crash directly through his cerebral cortex and slam deep inside, regardless of whether he could handle it or not.

Fortunately, paths only get wider the more you walk them; gradually, he grew accustomed to it.

Meanwhile, what remained in his mind was remarkably active—his brain seemed like fertile soil, easy to cultivate, ready to take root and bloom~

Then the fruits of knowledge burst from the ground, squalling into the world.

That was more or less how he felt—he thought his description was vivid and apt.

With this efficiency, he felt he wouldn't be far behind those acting majors who'd spent four years in school.

Maybe this was the rebirther's cheat code?

He didn't really care, since if you can't even open it, how can you call it a cheat?

But knowledge from books is ultimately shallow; practice is what ultimately matters.

Arriving in Yiwu by train, he declined the Young Lady's invitation to tour together, put away his book, grabbed his protein powder, and took a taxi straight to Hengdian.

He quickly found the place.

《God of War Zhao Zilong》film crew.

A yearly historical costume idol epic produced by Yongle Pictures, customized by Mango TV, with a two-hundred-million-yuan investment.

They even claimed they'd develop the IP into stage plays and video games—basically, full-channel expansion.

At least, that's what Bai Liang found online.

Too many keywords—he'd gotten a bit confused.

In the end, he found the most discussed content: the two leads.

The male lead was Lin Gengxin; the female lead was Lin Yuer from the Korean girl group.

Both were indeed well-known—Bai Liang had watched dramas starring Lin Gengxin and had seen Lin Yuer's legs.

Of course, when he looked at legs, he wasn't just looking at her—his eyes were overwhelmed.

But this time, he probably wouldn't have much to do with either of them; Huang Jingyu had told him that the crew's big names stayed in luxury hotels, or even presidential suites—class distinctions were extremely strong.

Bai Liang, who'd never been in the entertainment circle, naturally believed his roommate and thought his words made perfect sense.

But now he was starting to doubt it, because when Bai Liang arrived at the crew's hotel, he saw many people outside who looked like fans, waiting around.

Some held posters and other things.

Most were energetic young people, some who didn't even look like they'd reached adulthood—these were today's core idol fans.

This also meant that when Bai Liang tried to enter, he was stopped and mistaken for a fan.

"I'm here for the audition," Bai Liang explained immediately.

"Audition?" The staff member sneered. "Kid, auditions ended ages ago. Don't try this trick to sneak in for fandom—you won't find anyone even if you get inside."

That made sense!

Bai Liang suddenly remembered—he might be cutting in through backdoor connections.

The TV series had indeed already started filming; he'd seen photos online of the launch ceremony and the deity-worship ritual.

That Miss Yang really had incredible connections—she'd even managed to slip him in mid-production.

Miss Yang: a minor supporting role, barely any lines—how hard could it be?

But Bai Liang didn't know the industry, so naturally he thought Miss Yang was amazing.

It was also an accidental success.

How could he subtly convey this to the guy in front of him?

At this moment, Bai Liang decided to abandon his super luck and use his super brain!

There were too many people around—saying outright he was a connection might not be wise, and his connection wasn't that strong anyway...

"No no no..."

The staff member reluctantly accepted the two packs of Hua Zi that Bai Liang had just bought—this ultimately "proved" his identity.

The man personally escorted him inside.

"Bro, we're just taking a quick look—I'll be honest with you, Lin Yuer isn't staying here; once the people outside find out, they'll scatter."

This guy was kind of interesting—he'd done the favor but hadn't fully let this "unknown person" in.

He just brought him to sit in the lobby.

"Fine."

Bai Liang had no problem with it; Miss Yang had told him to contact someone, but the phone wouldn't ring—he didn't know what was going on.

But they'd agreed on the audition time and place: right here in the hotel lobby. Someone should come for him soon.

He had this much patience.

Even under the staff member's odd stare, he took out his book and started reading.

Huh?

Seeing the book title, the staff member began muttering to himself.

Is he really an actor?

Of course, Bai Liang's face also helped.

When you're out, your face is your business card—others see it once and know who you are.

He's a handsome guy.

But the way Bai Liang was holding that protein powder... it was hard to tell.

It was time. Bai Liang hadn't met his contact, but he did meet a celebrity.

About seven or eight minutes after he sat down, a girl with high cheekbones, deep-set eyes, refined features, a sweet vibe mixed with distinct foreign charm, entered with her assistant.

Oh~ Gu Li Na Zha.

Bai Liang wasn't face-blind—he knew quite a few beautiful female stars, and this one was so distinctive he recognized her at a glance.

So he couldn't help stealing a few more looks.

She had a bun hairstyle, wore hot pants showing off her long legs, and a denim jacket over a white T-shirt... truly beautiful!

Those legs were long, white, and slender~ he wanted to touch them.

Then he noticed she was coming over...

Those two long white legs even passed right by Bai Liang's side, as close as two centimeters.

Fortunately, he was a man of good breeding and held back.

She wasn't coming for Bai Liang—she came with her assistant and sat down on another sofa.

After sitting down, her assistant started making calls, but seemed to be having the same problem as Bai Liang—the calls wouldn't go through.

After Gu Li Na Zha arrived, Bai Liang stopped reading.

They say books contain golden houses, books contain beautiful maidens.

But now the "beautiful maiden" was right there, vivid and alive before his eyes—why bother looking elsewhere?

Perhaps because his gaze was too openly admiring, the guy who brought him in grew restless.

Brother, couldn't you at least sneak a peek?

"Cough, cough, we've been sitting here this long...?" the staff member couldn't help reminding him.

"It really has been a long time. This person has no sense of time at all," Bai Liang frankly complained.

The staff member didn't know what to say—he truly couldn't figure out what this kid's situation was.

This kid was too calm!

Bai Liang's first impression of the "Wu Shen Zhao Zilong" production team was that it was a bit unreliable.

If they hadn't told him a time and just made him wait, fine.

But they specifically set a time, then showed up this late—gave the impression the crew was a shoddy operation.

Just as he was complaining, a crowd suddenly surged into the hotel from outside, chattering away about something.

Bai Liang was a newbie, didn't understand anything, just sat there watching the spectacle.

But Gu Li Na Zha, who had been in the industry for years and was closer to the group, heard a few words and immediately understood what was happening.

The production team had a problem!