An Che is that space.
"... The character design is boring." An Che had no choice but to answer his question, adding, "This is a martial arts movie. You know, the older generation all have a martial arts dream in their hearts."
Currently, the long-running drama market is dominated by historical romance dramas and fantasy dramas, or dramas about court intrigue, while the market for martial arts dramas is extremely small.
He specifically emphasized that it was a martial arts film, his purpose being to dissuade Chi Li from watching it.
"Hmm." Chi Li wasn't too picky about the subject matter, after all, he'd already played an Omega. "So, what's with this rather boring character setting?"
An Che paused for a few seconds before speaking, "Let me start by talking about my role—"
A few minutes later, Chi Li had a general understanding.
An Yihe reserved the role of Shen Jinglan, one of the main characters, for An Che.
Shen Jinglan, 19 years old. Silent, stubborn, and unwilling to explain himself, he is the sole inheritor of the Shen Family Sword Technique.
In order to find the murderer who wiped out the Shen family of seventeen years ago, he embarked on a solo journey through the martial arts world.
The first companion he met was Jiang Buyi, another protagonist in the film.
Jiang Buyi talkative, cunning, and greedy. He was expelled from his master's school after losing money at a gambling den.
In reality, he was entrusted with a task by his master on his deathbed. To avoid dragging his sect into danger, he deliberately committed evil deeds.
The two, one active and one still, are indeed a common pairing in martial arts novels.
"Normally speaking, the murderer who killed seventeen members of the Shen family must be related to the entrustment entrusted to him by Jiang Buyi's master," Chi Li said, offering his conjecture based on the character's background. "I think the one who first discovered that the two had the same goal must be Jiang Buyi."
An Che didn't really want to think about it, "I'll listen to you, whatever you say goes."
"Acting about an encounter isn't easy to make mistakes, but it's also not easy to create a standout performance." Chi Li pondered for a moment. "How about we act out this scene..."
He opened his phone's notes app and quickly typed out the lines that were already in his head.
Twenty minutes later, the two returned to the private room.
The people at the table had stopped eating and were chatting while drinking tea.
An Yihe opened his eyes and glanced at them, then asked in a deep voice, "Is rehearsal complete?"
"Alright." An Che knew this question was directed at him. "I feel like our teamwork went pretty well."
An Yihe's face showed no flaw. "Let's begin."
Before the performance officially began, Chi Li did some simple venue setup and invited one of the performers to help set up a simple play.
--
Jiang Buyi sat casually on the bench, cracking open sunflower seeds he had taken from the counter, tossing one in a random direction after each crack.
The waiter glared at him several times, but he pretended not to notice.
"You," he said, spitting the sunflower seed shells precisely where the waiter had just swept, to Shen Jinglan, whose face was ashen, "Eating like this is like going to a funeral; it's just bad luck."
Shen Jinglan ignored him.
He tapped his fingers twice on the table, raising his voice slightly. "Hey, I'm talking to you."
Shen Jinglan still ignored him.
Jiang Buyi jumped off the bench, leaned closer, his face almost touching the rim of Shen Jinglan's bowl. "We're about to separate, can't you pay more attention to me?"
Shen Jinglan calmly put down his chopsticks; he didn't quite understand the logic in Jiang Buyi's words.
Since we're about to part ways, what's the point of arguing anymore?
But it wouldn't be good to ignore him three times in a row. "Hmm."
"Hey..." Jiang Buyi straightened up and poked Shen Jinglan's face. "You always have that long face, and you don't know how to sweet-talk girls... What will you do if no one wants you in the future?"
Shen Jinglan: "..."
"But it's hard to say. After all, with that face of yours, just looking at it is pleasing to the eye. There will definitely be quite a few young ladies willing to..."
"Shut up."
Jiang Buyi was interrupted by Shen Jinglan before he could finish speaking.
He carried the burden of a blood feud and was very resistant to matters of love. Unusually, he put on a stern face and picked up the bag that was placed to the side.
"I'm leaving now, Brother Jiang. See you again someday."
Shen Jinglan walked hurriedly, seemingly wanting to get rid of the annoying Jiang Buyi as soon as possible.
"Huh??" Jiang Buyi took two steps forward, then immediately gave up and sat back down on the bench to eat sunflower seeds. "... What an idiot."
The waiter came over, holding a broom, and swept back and forth across his feet.
It looks like they want to kick him out.
Jiang Buyi jumped back and suddenly noticed a piece of paper left behind where Shen Jinglan had put the bundle.
The symbols drawn on the paper were ones he was very familiar with.
Jiang Buyi crumpled the paper into a ball, stuffed it into his pocket, and immediately chased after Shen Jinglan in the direction she had left.
Fortunately, Shen Jinglan hadn't gone far.
"Brother Shen!" Jiang Buyi used a small amount of light footwork to fly to Shen Jinglan's side. "I still feel that I can't live without you."
Shen Jinglan: "?"
"And you absolutely can't live without me," Jiang Buyi said calmly. "Otherwise, how boring would your life be? Right?"
"No need," Shen Jinglan refused decisively.
He had gotten along quite well with Jiang Buyi these past few days, but the road ahead was bound to be fraught with danger, and he couldn't drag innocent people into it.
Jiang Buyi, of course, knew what this fool was worried about. "Of course, I have conditions."
Shen Jinglan looked at him, her brows furrowing slightly. "What are the conditions?"
"If a fight really breaks out and we can't win, you have to let me run first." Jiang Buyi said matter-of-factly.
Shen Jinglan: "..."
"As long as the green hills remain, there's no fear of running out of firewood." Jiang Buyi blinked his innocent eyes. "If I die, who will collect your corpse?"
Shen Jinglan was speechless.
Jiang Buyi chuckled and strode forward, then turned back after a couple of steps and waved to Shen Jinglan. "I've heard the wine in Qingyun Town is especially good. Hurry up, it's my treat!"
A gust of wind blew by.
Shen Jinglan watched the lively figure, took a step, and followed.
--
After watching the two performers, An Yihe remained silent for a long time.
He lowered his eyes, seemingly lost in thought.
"Director An," Shen Yu spoke up, "I don't know much about film shooting and acting, so I really don't know if this performance is good or bad. Could you please analyze it for me?"
An Yihe turned his head and looked at Chi Li, saying, "This character needs to know martial arts."
The others at the table were all taken aback.
The fact that An Yihe didn't criticize the performance means that he approves of it.
Asking if Chi Li knows martial arts doesn't mean they actually know martial arts; it means, 'Can you endure hardship?'
As a loyal viewer of An Yihe's films, Chi Li doesn't know much about An Yihe himself.
He thought the man was asking about real martial arts skills.
He honestly replied, "I learned a little bit from the old man who always practices Tai Chi at the park at a fixed time..."
An Che was amused by him, and after laughing, he helped by saying, "Wu Tongwu, he's a great dancer, his martial arts moves would definitely be beautiful."