[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-how-can-you-be-an-emperor-of-acting-without-lett":3,"chapter-how-can-you-be-an-emperor-of-acting-without-lett-how-can-you-be-an-emperor-of-acting-without-lett-chapter-58":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","How Can You Be an Emperor of Acting Without Letting Loose?",{"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},2324770,4547,"Chapter 58: The Bystanders","how-can-you-be-an-emperor-of-acting-without-lett-chapter-58",58,"\u003Cp>He clenched the note tightly, floating toward the extras’ location as if walking on cotton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A smile refused to leave his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His steps were brisk and commanding; he carried himself with far more confidence than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why do you like lying so much?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light footsteps sounded as Guo Feili stepped out of the tent: “But your heart isn’t bad—I bet this little extra will be happy for days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was only a few steps away; they’d heard every word of their conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he’d spouted nonsense, Guo Feili felt he was decent after hearing Li Luo encourage the extra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least he didn’t have the habit of looking down on others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lying?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Luo waved his arm and tossed the watermelon rind into the trash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rural kid, extra.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Feili smiled faintly, glancing sideways at him: “You just make things up like they’re true—I didn’t even know you were from Beijing Film Academy. That Mercedes outside the hotel is yours too, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Luo opened his mouth, then helplessly waved his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too tired to explain so much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t say he was being kept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pfft~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s borrowed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Listen carefully to what I say.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Bin grabbed the megaphone and briefed the extras: “There’ll be an explosion soon—don’t be scared. When you hear it, just act pained like you did before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After giving instructions, he joined Lai Shuiqing beside the monitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voices calling for clearance echoed continuously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Jinjiang returned to the rest area and sat side by side with Li Luo and Guo Feili.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Playing the role of a true bystander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Two.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Three—detonate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom~~~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive blast made Guo Feili flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before their eyes, thunderous explosions rang out on the stage, thick smoke billowed upward, and the extras stirred, their agonized screams echoing across the set.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What they used were special explosives made by the pyrotechnician.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Low lethality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their advantage: loud noise, big impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust filled the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spectacle was terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cameraman sat on a track chair, letting crew members push him as he focused on turning the lens to capture every shot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant crane also moved through the air, recording the footage the director needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, it would be edited into brilliant scenes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing a day’s filming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Feili dragged her weary feet back to the hotel, removed her makeup and showered, then collapsed onto the bed as her female assistant pounded and rubbed her back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at how exhausted you are.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant worked hard to loosen her muscles, shaking her head: “If Li Luo likes doing stunts himself, let him. Use a stunt double when you can—you’re the one who gets worn out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d worked together for years; they talked about everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like best friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her this drained, she couldn’t help but feel sorry for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The male lead always does his own stunts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Feili, feeling the pressure change, grunted: “How could I possibly keep using a stunt double?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant knew she was stubborn; her eyes rolled as she teased: “I just noticed how Li Luo’s been looking at you today—has he got a crush on you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re teasing me, aren’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Feili turned over, laughing and exasperated: “I’m so much older than him—how can you say that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s the difference~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant pinched her soft cheek, grinning: “You could pass for eighteen. So beautiful—any man who sees you will be smitten.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, you dare!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guo Feili tickled her in retaliation; amid a chorus of giggled pleas, the assistant burst out laughing and fled the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pounded her aching shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked to the table and opened her laptop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a modern internet addict, Guo Feili couldn’t sleep unless she surfed online before bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reading some news, she tapped lightly on the keyboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She typed “Li Luo” out of nowhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then pressed Enter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the page refreshed, her eyelashes fluttered rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From extra to major supporting role: How did Lin Pingzhi make it this far?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Saved someone on set—a true hero.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The young actor who played Lin Pingzhi stayed true to his roots, entering Beijing Film Academy with a score over six hundred. Here’s a photo of Li Luo during his acting entrance exam.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once Lin Pingzhi, now Zhang Wuji.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From a small county to a big production: The Great Sword and the Dragon’s Slaying has officially started.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some were promotional pieces for The Smiling, Proud Wanderer; most were news about The Great Sword and the Dragon’s Slaying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at the headlines, clicked in, browsed one portal after another, and without realizing it, half an hour passed before she rubbed her dry eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d misjudged him—she’d even called him a liar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of it, her face burned with shame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two people lay awake in bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reading the online news, Guo Feili kept seeing Li Luo’s image in her mind—finally understanding why he insisted on doing his own stunts, repeating the same shot over and over for a perfect frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d suffered. He’d endured hardship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, he cherished every opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Baoqiang, smelling foot odor and listening to his roommate’s snores, stared at the ceiling with wide eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Luo’s words kept looping in his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bit hard into his quilt and whispered to himself: “I’ll be the lead one day too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Days passed one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As production progressed, Shi Xiaolong officially joined the cast, filming scenes of returning to the Tianying Cult to reunite with family, then facing pressure from multiple sects demanding the whereabouts of Xie Xun, the Golden-Haired Lion King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the grand hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Baoqiang stood at the back of the crowd, diligently playing background.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d been mocked by other extras, told he was just being used as a pawn to get close to the lead—impossible to make such connections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who knew good fortune followed one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, the assistant director called him over and gave him a small role with a few lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally got to truly act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever The Great Sword and the Dragon’s Slaying needed extras, he was always chosen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No longer did he go from meal to meal with no certainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone knew Li Luo was looking out for that little extra; their crew’s workload increased, and the head extra smiled nonstop, treating Baoqiang like a treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baoqiang understood who was responsible for all this—he looked up to Li Luo as an elder brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were now filming a major scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Cuishan committed suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For this extended ensemble scene, dozens of actors had gathered, all watching Li Luo’s solo performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Props!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as filming was about to begin, a voice rang out through the hall: “This is what you gave me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of eyes snapped to Li Luo, dressed in a black Daoist robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He weighed the long sword in his hand, his expression clearly displeased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lai Shuiqing, having just finished directing, stood up again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Luo casually wiped his finger across the prop sword and held up his crimson fingertip to him: “I’m trying to slit my throat, not get a guasha treatment—what’s the point if all I get is a red mark after one slash?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if you can’t make blood spray everywhere, at least give me a blood pack?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After building up his emotion for a long time, he realized the prop was cutting corners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had only smeared a little fake blood along the blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Luo, now immersed in Zhang Cuishan’s moment of life-and-death separation, was unusually irritable—holding back from screaming curses was already a feat of restraint!\u003C\u002Fp>",1263,"2026-06-20T17:17:01.025Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","59cff08bf82c66389cbe56d775d27882d04acb7094ea2ee128cc932d71be14ab","how-can-you-be-an-emperor-of-acting-without-lett-chapter-59","how-can-you-be-an-emperor-of-acting-without-lett-chapter-57",461,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhow-can-you-be-an-emperor-of-acting-without-lett-cover.jpg"]