Seeing the group of people in the corner suddenly give a thumbs-up to someone in unison, Song Shi'an walked over curiously and said, "Hello."
"Y-you... hello." The scarred man looked up and was immediately struck by a beautiful face, standing up abruptly and stammering.
Looking at the burly, fierce-looking man in front of him, Song Shi'an wondered if it would be alright for them to fight and confront him later.
Several people nearby suddenly stood up abruptly, their faces bearing stiff smiles.
The scene was too bizarre. Song Shi'an nodded stiffly, tentatively took two steps back, and then Chao Jue turned and ran away without even realizing it.
He ran while complaining, "This world has bugged again!"
The assistant director walked over, watched Song Shi'an back into the house, and slapped the scarred man with the script. "Why did you scare him for no reason? Filming is about to start, be friendly!"
The burly men scratched their heads innocently; they hadn't done anything.
"Wasn't I being quite friendly?" Scarface turned his head and smiled at the person next to him.
The young actor next to him just smiled and didn't say anything. He was fine when he wasn't smiling, but when he did, it was like he was going to die.
The director tested the loudspeaker. "Actors, take your positions! Filming is about to begin, those who aren't in makeup, hurry up!"
"I'm going first!" Song Shi'an stood up and stuffed the half-eaten snack into Lin Fan's hand.
When the director saw Song Shi'an approaching, he glanced at her, picked up a megaphone, and shouted, "Makeup artist! Come and touch up her makeup!"
"Director, what's wrong? Where do you need touch-ups?" The makeup artist quickly squeezed in.
The director pointed at Song Shi'an's face. "Make it a little darker, add some freckles, make it a little rougher, add a band-aid to its face, make it a little more swaggering."
The makeup artist quickly pulled out her tools and started applying makeup to Song Shi'an's face.
The director nodded in satisfaction. "Okay, that's fine."
Song Shi'an reached out and touched the bandage on his cheek. It was a little itchy. There was no injury, so was he serious about putting a bandage on his face?
The director patted the megaphone. "All actors, take your positions! Run the fight scene flawlessly! Record the sound live, and get the action right! This is gangland fighting, not child's play; make every punch feel real!"
Curious passersby, drawn by the noise, crowded around.
This is the first time anyone has come here to film a movie, and the production crew is keeping them outside, making it look like a crime scene.
The director yelled, "Action!"
Two groups of people emerged from the two alley entrances, carrying baseball bats and iron bars.
Scarface waved the iron rod in his hand. "I told you last time, if you fucking take over our territory again, I'll kill you!"
"Do you know who our boss is?" The leader on the other side chuckled. "Kill us? Know your own limitations, trash, hahahaha!"
"Who the hell are you cursing?!" Scarface roared furiously. "Get him! If we don't break his legs today, I'll change my surname to theirs!"
The scene instantly descended into chaos; it was practically a free-for-all.
Just as an iron rod was about to strike Scarface on the head, a green bottle struck the troublemaker on the head from a distance.
"Damn it! Which bastard threw that!" the troublemaker cursed, clutching his head.
The sound suddenly brought the chaotic scene to a halt.
Everyone turned around and saw a cocky man carrying a bottle of liquor walking out from the shadows of the alley.
"Do you know you're disturbing the peace?" Jiang Chi asked lazily.
"Who the hell are you! You're the accomplice they brought in!" the troublemaker cursed, clutching his head.
Jiang Chi yawned. "Shut up. If you want to fight, go outside. This isn't a place for fighting. It's too noisy."
The fight between the two sides stopped, and the troublemaker immediately picked up a stick and rushed forward to beat him up.
The underlings quickly followed, while Scarface looked completely bewildered. Wasn't he supposed to be fighting with them?
Seeing the group of people rushing towards him, Jiang Chi immediately picked up a bottle and started smashing it.
They lack any fighting techniques; it's purely a haphazard, reckless style of fighting.
He dodged a blow to the side, then struck the opponent's elbow with a bottle, before kneeing him to the ground.
He grabbed the one charging at the front, slammed him against the wall, then used his foot to pick up the broken stick from the ground and kicked it in mid-air, hitting the third one squarely in the chest.
His movements were ruthless and swift, like a seasoned Old Jiang had been in the business for over a decade.
Upon seeing this, Scarface immediately called for his men to help fight.
Just as they were finishing up, a flip-flop flew over and slapped Scarface across the face before falling to the ground.
Scarface looked angrily over the shoe print. The man who had been fighting had just kicked someone away with his right foot. His shoe was gone, and he was standing barefoot on the chest of the person who had fallen next to him, slowly rubbing it.
Seeing the group of people lying on the ground, Jiang Chi loosened his wrist and glanced at them. "I told you, get out there and fight."
After saying that, he took a long stride and walked right up to Scarface, who quickly closed his eyes, thinking he was about to punch him.
Unexpectedly, the person put on the flip-flops on the ground, turned around, and walked away.
"Young man!" Scarface called out quickly.
Jiang Chi stopped in his tracks. "What else? You want to fight too?"
"I just wanted to make friends with you, young man," Scarface said, waving his hands repeatedly.
Jiang Chi scoffed, "Too lazy to make friends." With that, he turned and walked away, disappearing into the alleyway.
The director yelled, "Cut! Great! Don't move, you lying on the ground! Let's do a few more shots!"
The group of people outside watched in disbelief as an incredibly smooth and cool fight scene unfolded, flowing seamlessly and absolutely breathtaking.
A video showing extremely shaky video surfaced online, making those unaware of the situation wonder what was going on.
"Holy crap! What era are we living in? There are still thugs fighting like this?!"
"Wow, that was awesome! That fight scene was amazing; the bottle didn't even crack that guy's head open!"
"You know what, I had the same dream when I was a kid."
Why are his flip-flops so awesome!
"Didn't anyone notice that besides being awesome at fighting, his face is even more awesome?"
"Wow, that's incredible! From that distance, it hit him squarely on the head with such precision!"
"These flip-flops are great for killing cockroaches..."
"Hilarious! This thug in the video is getting more and more handsome. Am I losing my sense of values?"
"This must be a movie shoot, judging by those troublemakers, it's from the early 2000s..."
"That's even more exciting! When will this show air? I want to watch it!"
"The expression on that slightly intimidating big guy's face when he said he was rejected for making friends could make me laugh all night. He looked like he'd been used and then dumped."
As soon as the reshoots for the people lying on the ground were finished, Song Shi'an rushed over to check if they were alright and told Lin Fan to give each of them a cup of milk tea.
The extras, holding their milk tea, looked a little embarrassed. "Teacher Song, you're too kind. It's unavoidable in acting, don't worry!"
Everyone lined up laughing to receive their milk tea, happily took photos, and posted them online with the caption. "After filming the action scenes, Teacher Song even treated us to milk tea!"