Chapter 302: Wang Yuyan at 16 [1]
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
“Ah! It hurts!”
Several people burst into laughter.
The director cast them a warning glance, and everyone fell silent again.
The immortal-like monk was so funny! The quick shift in his attitude had confused them.
To be honest, with such a natural performance, Qin Guan could become the best comedian in China.
By that time, Qin Guan had left the sorrowful tree and begun to chant Buddhist prayers.
“Okay!” Director Zhang shouted in satisfaction. The whole crew relaxed.
The shocked action director gave Qin Guan a thumbs up. The crew set the bar very high for him.
Qin Guan finished the next scene perfectly.
He looked like a simple, honest acolyte accompanying his master.
That day’s work was finished. The crew and the actors started packing up the props and their belongings. Qin Guan found Huang Bo and Sister Xue.
The styling team muddled through the figurants. Huang Bo’s costume reminded Qin Guan of the green hands in Japanese boy streets.
Huang was satisfied with his role though, as he actually got to use props this time. He had a high streamer of about two meters with three big words on it: Boundless Supernatural Power.
Qin Guan found out that his character was a minion of Constellation Immortal.
Before he could sneer at him, Huang bust into laughter at his bare head.
“Hey! I didn’t laugh at your appearance!”
Huang Bo showed Qin Guan his shabby clothes proudly. “Sister Xue found this role for me! I have lines! I’ll get 100 yuan more than ordinary extras!”
“What lines?”
“Constellation Immortal is the best in the world!”
Stop! I know you will be a successful comedian in the future, but you can stop joking now.
They all drove to the silent mountain.
The next scenes would take place at the famous Exquisite Composition. Wuyazi had finally decided to select a student. They would play a chess game as a test.
The cameras were arranged at the right places. The black and white chess pieces were hanging on the cliff and the walls. The ground on the hills seemed mysterious.
Qin Guan would shoot his first scene with the leading actors.
As the only son of the King of Dali, Duan Yu was proficient at lyre-playing, chess, calligraphy and painting. He had been invited there, as he was obsessed with the Composition.
Qin Guan, who was looking for his master, was blocked by Duan Yu’s servants.
“Stay away from here! Don’t trouble our master!”
Qin Guan was confused. Duan Yu, who was good-tempered, wasn’t happy with his impolite servants.
“Don’t be so rude!”
Qin Guan was let in. He looked at the chessboard blankly. He was a simple young man, ignorant when it came to worldly affairs.
Xuzhu was not an idiot. He just lacked any social skills.
“It’s just a composition. Why does it have such a mysterious name?”
Duan Yu kindly reminded him not to say such things. That was a really profound composition.
Zhang Jizhong was satisfied. The important part had just begun. Constellation Immortal was presented.
Huang Bo burst in with the high steamer, shouting his lines. Constellation Immortal began his conversation with Su Xinghe.
Xuzhu saw the old man in the crowd and ran over happily.
“I’m here to find my great uncle!” he said with the joy and admiration of a child.
Ding Cunqiu noticed that the onlookers were all gentlefolk and famous martial artists. He didn’t feel worried. “Fine,” he said calmly. “So we are friends.”
He cast a fierce glance at Qin Guan, who retreated and hid behind his uncle.
Great! Safety first. That was the best choice for such a young man on his first journey to that dangerous world.
Huang Bo was used to Qin Guan’s acting skills, but the other figurants were amused by his performance.
In our village, children would cry for their parents if they were bullied like that!
The main actors came one after the other, pushing the plot to its climax.
Qin Guan stole glances at the newcomers.
Liu Yifei was there. She was only 16 at the time, a school-age girl. She still had a baby face.
No wonder Director Zhang had insisted on inviting her to portray the important role of Wang Yuyan and the entirely imaginary immortal sister.
[1] From now on, the plot will refer to details of Jin Yong’s wuxia novels. I suggest you read a translated edition if there is one available.
