Becoming a Movie Star, System Only Finished Loading After Ten Years

When heading to the film crew, Qi Hao stood particularly straight.

No way around it, he earned several billion in just two months.

It's really hard to bend down.

No one can make him bend... Anyone!

"Uncle Qi, good morning!"

Zhao Jinmai saw Qi Hao and immediately ran over to greet him politely.

"Morning!"

Qi Hao bent down to pat her head, surprised that the young girl came to work so early.

Even he, the director, just arrived.

"Hao!" Lu Yang turned his head, saw Qi Hao, and quickly greeted him.

"Oh, Hao!"

Wu Jing also came, and not only that, he stood behind the monitor with Lu Yang.

"What's with the sarcastic tone, why don't you call me dad," Qi Hao rolled his eyes, "Aren't you not filming today, why are you here?"

"I'm here to give you a heads-up, Old Gao wants to beat you up." Wu Jing chuckled.

"Him?"

Qi Hao lifted his T-shirt, showing the solid abs he'd been training recently.

"Wow, let me feel them~"

Wu Jing pretended to reach out, they'd heard Jiang Wen likes to feel people's abs, probably because he doesn't have any.

Wu Jing didn't have that kind of fetish himself.

He was also someone who had abs.

"Get lost."

Qi Hao slapped his hand away, not just anyone could touch his abs, only those who should could.

"Do you know, because you borrowed Li Zhongzhi and me, Old Gao had to postpone the start date by half a month."

Wu Jing was talking about Gao Qunshu.

After directing "Wind Sound," Gao Qunshu was promoting the movie while preparing to shoot "West Wind Fierce," with main actors like Wu Jing, Ni Dahong, Duan Yihong, and Wu Zhenyu.

Gao Qunshu started planning the "West Wind Fierce" project back in 2007, but due to various reasons like investments and actor arrangements, it couldn't start filming. Then the "Wind Sound" project came knocking, so he temporarily shelved "West Wind Fierce" and worked on "Wind Sound" first.

This time, the start date for "West Wind Fierce" was planned.

It turned out to be too close to Qi Hao's start date, and the martial arts director and actors he had his eyes on were all in Qi Hao's crew, so he straightforwardly delayed the start by a few days.

Of course, there were other reasons.

It was just to make Qi Hao feel guilty, so the next time they met, he could trick him into drinking, so the blame had to fall on him.

"Oh, delaying is good, might as well come be my assistant director."

Qi Hao got along well with Gao Qunshu, so complaining about him behind his back was no big deal.

After a while, the actors who had scenes today all arrived.

Qi Hao directed scenes while discussing martial arts moves with Li Zhongzhi, Lin Feng, Feng Bufan, among others.

It's not that Qi Hao didn't want to film the fight scenes first, but the action style still needed to be discussed and decided by the martial arts team. After all, this movie started shooting quite hastily.

This way, Qi Hao had no time to rest.

"What were we talking about just now, regarding daggers..."

After shooting a scene, Qi Hao asked Zhao Jinmai to rest on the side, then immediately joined the martial arts team's discussion.

"Yes, different daggers have different styles, these are the prop daggers we prepared, choose two as the duel weapons."

Li Zhongzhi, using a small basket that rural grandmothers use to store sewing supplies, handed a pile of daggers to Qi Hao to see.

"Why make me choose? Just pick whichever you think is easier to design."

Qi Hao touched them and found they were all fake props.

"Then these two, this one for An Zhijie, this one for you."

Li Zhongzhi picked one and handed it to Qi Hao.

"Can you handle it?" Wu Jing was also on the side.

The reason he was on set without having scenes was because he was bored and wanted to learn about directing with the crew.

His first time directing "Wolf Fang" scored 6.1 on Douban, and quite a few high scores were for Lu Jingshan's cover of "Once in Pain."

Meanwhile, Qi Hao's first movie, "Steel Piano," scored 8.5.

Although Douban scores can be like games, it allows comparison of some issues from another perspective.

So, even though Qi Hao became a director later than him, Wu Jing thought he should learn from Qi Hao.

Besides, he was counting on Qi Hao to invest in his next movie.

Because "Wolf Fang" didn't make an impact, Wu Jing's resources further dwindled. Besides continuing to play supporting roles in Xiangjiang, he returned to the mainland to act in supporting roles, even started looking at TV series scripts he didn't used to consider.

"Can't compare with you, you had your head blown up by Zhen Zidan."

Qi Hao mentioned "SPL," the alley battle between Wu Jing and Zhen Zidan, arguably a rare classic in action films.

But also because of this, the roles he received later were all similar.

Very capable of fighting, badass until getting beaten to death by the hero.

"No choice, they were the lead role after all."

Wu Jing couldn't help but sigh, whether playing the hero getting beat by the villain, or playing the villain getting beat by the hero, he was just destined for a beating.

Even though they basically used props, over the years, he accumulated plenty of scars.

"Let's start designing the moves, An Zhijie isn't here, Wu Jing, let's try sparring."

Qi Hao tossed the other dagger over.

Wu Jing caught it effortlessly.

"If it's claw blades, wouldn't starting like this look good, I've seen someone start like this, when attacking from the side, it's both visually appealing and practical."

Feng Bufan rarely spoke, but he never slacked on his tasks.

Fairly worth the five thousand yuan monthly salary.

The wages of the three martial arts directors are the lowest, but he's not upset at all; instead, he's quite excited.

I heard Lin Feng's salary is eighty thousand!

I heard Li Zhongzhi's salary is two hundred thousand!

What does this indicate?

Does it mean Qi Hao looks down on him?

No, it means that in the martial arts directing industry, if you do it well, the pay is truly top-notch.

The main thing is, doing this doesn't put your life on the line; the risks on the set are nothing compared to what he used to do.

"Have you seen it? Where is that person now?"

Wu Jing was a little puzzled; he felt Feng Bufan was a bit strange, after all, who wears a motorcycle helmet in September?

Dude, you're not going fishing, why wear a helmet?

"Gone."

Feng Bufan answered softly.

"Haha!" Wu Jing laughed heartily, but still followed Feng Bufan's request and posed in the stance he was asked to take.

"Your steps are a bit too wide, pull them back a little; otherwise, your thighs will become a target for your opponent."

Feng Bufan watched him and continued giving his advice.

He never worked as a martial arts director before; initially, Qi Hao gave him a position as an assistant martial arts director, which was just about right, but Qi Hao wanted to cultivate him, so he made him an assistant martial arts director.

Feng Bufan had been in the mercenary world for many years, and his heart had long grown cold and hard.

But he still knew a thing or two about what's what.

Plus, Qi Hao was so awesome, he had to cling on tight.

"The initial stance is good, but don't bring the steps too close; it won't look good."

Li Zhongzhi quickly intervened; as the chief martial arts director, Wu Jing and Feng Bufan had to listen to him.

"This does look better."

Working in the background of filmmaking, it's crucial not to lack cinematic aesthetics. Feng Bufan was quite good in this regard, with a decent sense of judgment.

Moreover, he wasn't stubborn.

After all, in a business where you lick blood off the tip of a knife, being stubborn gets you killed quickly.

With Li Zhongzhi leading and the other two assistant directors supporting, they began to design moves for the two on the spot.

Wu Jing definitely had no issues; he had acted in too many action movies.

Currently, in the ranking of domestic action actors, many put Fang Long and Li Lianjie at the forefront, followed by Hong Jingbao, Zhen Zidan, and Zhao Wenzhuo. Often, Wu Jing wasn't even in the top ten.

But actually, Wu Jing's moves are really captivating to watch.

He fought Zhen Zidan in "SPL," Hong Jingbao in "Taking the Command," and in "True Colors of a Man," he brutally beat Xie Tingfeng and fed Yu Wenle bullets.

When he played the villain, people were always worried that he might kill the protagonist.

However, what surprised the martial arts directors was that Qi Hao's performance in action was surprisingly good too.

Just being clean and neat was something many people couldn't achieve.

"Damn, are you really stabbing me?"

Wu Jing felt a sharp pain in his waist.

"It's a prop, brother, it's soft, can't stab in."

Qi Hao was speechless, Old Wu, why are you acting like a sissy? You also used force when you stabbed me.

"But it still hurts!"

Wu Jing kicked Qi Hao away, damn, Qi Hao's hand speed was really fast; even with a soft prop, he couldn't take it.

He never considered Qi Hao a frail scholar; Qi Hao was taller and more imposing than him, and after seeing Qi Hao play with swords yesterday, it was clear Qi Hao was also a martial arts enthusiast.

It's just that Qi Hao's status and salary were set, and no action film dared to approach him.

Qi Hao didn't need to make a living acting in action movies.

"Okay, pause."

Li Zhongzhi had the two of them practice for a while and then called for a stop.

This team also had a cameraman to help record videos, so they could later improve on the fights between the two.

While they were busy, Qi Hao went to the other side to film a scene.

The hardest part of filming was still the seven-year-old girl; after all, she was just a child. Even though Qi Hao didn't say anything, when a certain scene had to be shot over and over again, she couldn't bear the pressure.

Everyone else was worried the director might lose his temper and scold someone, especially a little girl.

Kids are very good at reading people's expressions, so she naturally felt the oppressive atmosphere.

"Mommy, ooh, I didn't do well again..."

"It's okay, it's okay," Zhao Jinmai's mother felt very sorry for her daughter, but she didn't forget to apologize to Qi Hao: "I'm sorry, director, Mai Mai didn't act well in this part."

"There's no need to apologize... and no need to rush, filming is not something that can be hurried."

Qi Hao squatted down to explain to the tearful little girl.

He was inherently a very gentle person, patient enough with women in their twenties and thirties, let alone a seven-year-old girl.

"Ooh... I... I've already messed up nine times."

The little girl was filled with a sense of defeat, feeling completely incapable of handling the job.

"Do you know how many times I messed up when I first started acting?"

Qi Hao took the handkerchief from her mother and gently wiped Zhao Jinmai's tears.

This question indeed drew the little girl's attention.

"I messed up dozens of times... Have you seen Fang Long's 'Police Story'? There's a very impressive actress named Zhang Manyu in it; she messed up over thirty times. And in 'Spider-Man,' which kids like you love, there's a scene where the female lead slips on some soup, and Spider-Man catches her and also catches all the food with a tray; that scene was shot 156 times..."

Qi Hao didn't really know how to comfort the child.

He could only use storytelling to gently tell Zhao Jinmai that her mistakes were really not a big deal.

And as a director, he wouldn't get angry over it.

Hearing this, the little girl felt much better inside, though she was a little embarrassed about crying.