Shen Lian was exactly thirty when he became a Film Emperor.
If you asked Teacher Shen himself, he would tell you he had suffered plenty along the way.
Flying through the air, burrowing underground, diving into the sea to catch fish-whatever a shoot called for, he tried to do it himself. If it was truly too difficult, he would not force it. Even so, he broke a leg in a fall during wire work. Ning Sixian nearly dropped to his knees before him. "My buddy only went abroad for a few days to talk business, and you did this to yourself?"
Shen Lian said, "It hurts! Pain relief first, miracle doctor!"
When Chu Yilan got the news and rushed back, there was no need to describe how awful his expression was.
Even with the foundation Shen Lian had built through his struggles in his previous life, his industry was not one where hard work guaranteed results. A good director, a good script, good acting, and good luck-not one of them could be missing.
So Shen Lian could only give it everything he had.
Fortunately, the final outcome did justice to the saying that hard work paid off.
Shen Lian had no intention of leaving the industry, but he noticeably slowed his filming schedule. His fans regretted that, but they were in no hurry.
This was the most prestigious Film Emperor title out there, people. He had not completed a grand slam yet, but in this restless decade of the Chinese entertainment industry, how many actors like Shen Lian had there been?
Something else happened, too: during an interview, Chen Mu admitted that he was in a relationship.
Chen Mu had never had anything to do with traffic-driven stardom. He was a textbook case of letting his work speak for itself,