Su Han's face was swollen red.
He looked quite pitiful in this state.
The crew members couldn't help but hold their breath, feeling for him.
"God, Su Han's face is already quite swollen."
"It hurts just looking at it. I wonder how Su Han endured it."
"He's so dedicated. I've truly never seen anyone as dedicated as Su Han."
"If it were anyone else in his position, they really wouldn't need to personally endure the slaps. They could definitely find a body double, and have the director avoid shooting his face. But not only did he not find a double, he even had the actress hit him hard. This level of dedication is the most I've ever seen from an actor during my time on set."
"I used to not understand why everyone praised him so highly, but now I truly get it."
...
The crew members were deeply impressed by Su Han, finding him incredibly dedicated.
Even some who hadn't been particularly fond of Su Han before were instantly won over after watching his performance in this scene.
Su Han could feel the stinging pain in his face from the slaps delivered by the actress.
The slaps were quite forceful.
Of course, it was precisely these forceful slaps that gave him a more profound experience.
The demon deep within Zhang Dongsheng had been suppressing itself, pretending all along.
Su Han's eyes never lifted from the ground.
He kept his head down, looking at the floor, and said in a low voice.
"I was wrong."
When he looked up at the actress, his eyes were red, and his face was full of guilt.
"I was wrong."
The actress's emotions broke, and she roared at him.
"What's the use of being wrong!"
"I was wrong."
As he uttered this final sentence, though tears welled in his eyes, his heart was like dead ashes, his gaze devoid of any ripple, any light.
This was the ultimate demon, a terrifying person whose wickedness and disguise were ingrained to the bone.
One moment, the crew members were feeling sorry for Su Han's dedication and the slaps he endured.
But the next moment, they were completely shaken by the profound darkness emanating from Su Han.
They all took a deep breath, looking at Su Han with fear.
Su Han had truly captured the essence of Zhang Dongsheng, performing it with absolute accuracy.
It was the kind of performance that made one gasp in admiration and then deeply praise.
"Cut!!!"
"It's a wrap!!"
"Excellent!"
As Xin Shuang called cut, he quickly walked over to inquire about Su Han's condition.
"Teacher Su Han, are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
Su Han touched his reddened cheek.
"It hurt quite a bit, but the pain was just right; it really helped my acting."
The actress hurried over to apologize.
"Teacher Su Han, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"
"Are you okay?"
"Here's some ice. You should put it on your face."
Su Han now had a certain status, so the actress was profusely apologetic, rushing to offer apologies and even proactively getting ice for him to apply.
Seeing their considerable fuss, Su Han felt a little unaccustomed.
It also made him lament the difference in treatment between being a big star and being an extra.
If you were an extra, even if you died, no one would likely pay attention, no one would ask if you were okay.
But it was different for the big stars.
As long as you were a big star, the director would practically worship you.
It was roughly that kind of feeling.
"Alright, let's move on to the next scene."
Su Han wasn't being overly fussy and directly told the director he wanted to shoot the next scene.