Chapter 641: Holy cow

"What the hell, no way! Lin Yu is actually joining the cast? Can he even do this?"

"These days, people really try to ride the coattails of any trend. I thought this film was full of powerhouse actors. Isn't this just bowing to the market?"

"Has Lin Yu ever acted? I don't think I've ever heard of him having any works."

"Exactly! Probably even worse than those stiff actors from drama schools. Just wait and see the joke."

"That's for sure. This isn't a TV drama; subtle movements will be magnified a hundred times. You can't just fake your way through it. He'll definitely be completely out of place with the rest of the film."

"Disgusting! It's like a mouse dropping in a pot of good soup. I'll be pulled right out of the immersion the moment I see Lin Yu."

"I feel like Lin Yu, as a variety show personality, is better suited for comedy, maybe lighthearted films. He should go to Happy Twist and make a cameo in Shen Teng's movies. Coming to Wu Jing's film? Isn't that just nonsense?"

"I heard Lin Yu got in through the back door. I just saw Wu Jing and Li Chen welcoming him in."

"Damn! If the entertainment industry keeps doing this, it's finished. Even a patriotic, red-themed film like this can be accessed through the back door? Is this even human?"

"........."

The extras on the set felt a bit uncomfortable inside when they saw Lin Yu join the cast.

It was mostly envy, jealousy, and hatred!

Among these extras, some were there out of a love for acting, while others were drama school graduates who lacked fame.

For them, being able to participate in *The Battle at Zhangjinhu* meant they could write it on their resumes, making it easier to get into the next production and demand higher pay.

Seeing Lin Yu parachute into the cast and land an important role, they couldn't help but feel stifled and frustrated.

A few extras were so angry they tore up the autographs they had just asked Lin Yu for.

"What are the director and Wu Jing thinking? How could they find a newcomer to act in a film of this caliber?"

"Who told him to have traffic?"

In the trench, Duan Yihong and Hu Jun were smoking and chatting.

These two had spent basically half their lives in the film and television industry.

They were pure powerhouse actors.

Whether it was Hu Jun or Duan Yihong, they both projected tough-guy images on screen and had appeared in many military-themed dramas, possessing seasoned experience.

But that also meant they understood the difficulties involved even better.

This kind of patriotic film isn't an idol drama or a sweet romance where you can just get by with a few winks and smiles.

Before joining the cast, there were three months where they had to be trained in skills and temperament by military instructors, hand-in-hand.

Only then would it be authentic enough to be convincing on the big screen.

A newcomer like Lin Yu, who knows nothing, how could he possibly handle this role?

"I just gave Lin Yu a way out earlier. After all, I still have to give Wu Jing some face."

A deep voice came from behind the two.

Hu Jun and Duan Yihong turned around to see Xu Ke, one of the three directors.

"I will intentionally make things difficult for Lin Yu so he knows to retreat."

Upon hearing Xu Ke's words,

Duan Yihong and Hu Jun looked at each other and smiled.

That's right!

Professional matters should be handled by professional people!

As for these little fresh meats and top-tier idols, they should just stay wherever it's cool!

Director Xu Ke had worked with national-treasure-level actors like Li Lianjie before, so naturally, he wouldn't take Lin Yu seriously.

Before long,

Lin Feng, the action director for *The Battle at Zhangjinhu*, also walked over slowly, followed by several soldiers in camouflage.

"Everyone in the circle calls me Brother Feng."

"These are the instructors training you, to let you feel the true iron-blooded discipline of the military."

Lin Feng was a true-blue Hong Konger, and this time he had followed Xu Ke and Lin Chaoxian to the mainland to film.

In the eyes of the older generation of Hong Kong action directors, there was no such thing as big or small stars. If you want to eat this bowl of rice and earn respect, you must have real skills!

The strong are respected!

Therefore, upon learning that Lin Yu was a little fresh meat arranged by Wu Jing through the back door, his blood pressure soared.

Naturally, he didn't have a good tone for Lin Yu, throwing out a few cold remarks.

"Thanks, Brother Feng."

Lin Yu didn't mind, saying calmly.

Actually, Lin Yu could understand everyone's thoughts. After all, he was a newcomer with no previous works, so being met with coldness and skepticism was natural.

Lin Feng and the two soldiers,

specifically chose the open space where everyone was having lunch. According to Xu Ke's wishes, he wanted to force this young man out, so naturally, he had to make him embarrass himself in public.

"Kid, you've surely seen the role you're auditioning for."

"Ping He, the sharpshooter of the Seventh Company."

"This is the sniper rifle used at the time."

As Lin Feng spoke, he deliberately threw the prop gun toward Lin Yu, wanting to give him a show of force!

Although it was called a prop gun, it was the real deal the production team had spent a fortune to acquire from the military. This was also Xu Ke's requirement: play for real, don't fool the audience.

This nearly ten-pound hunk of iron whistled through the cold wind.

"Oh! Kid, you've got some strength."

Lin Feng was a bit surprised.

He had expected Lin Yu to dodge in a panic.

But Lin Yu had caught it firmly with quick eyes and fast hands. ===== CHAPTER 642 =====