Chen Kaiyuan merely snorted, not bothering to acknowledge Wang Shu at all.
However, as he prepared to stand up, he found his legs were weak and unable to support him, causing his brows to furrow.
"Go see what's happening!"
Director Chen Bo, who had also noticed the situation, quickly dispatched two people to help Chen Kaiyuan up.
"Mr. Wang Shu, you're in great form today!"
As Wang Shu walked over to Chen Bo, the director patted him on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs-up.
Although they had only filmed two scenes today, Wang Shu's performance had been impeccable.
His acting even surpassed what was written in the script.
This was the magic of performance; excellent actors could not only interpret but also extract performances superior to the character from the basics.
Therefore, the same script and role, when played by different actors, would result in different feelings.
This was why some television series remakes surpassed the original, while others were worse than the first version.
A portion of the factors involved the director and screenwriter, but the other, and primary, part was the actor's skill.
An excellent actor did not just understand the character through the script.
Instead, they had to use their own deliberation, observation of real life, and imagination to portray the character described in words in a more full, three-dimensional, and vivid manner.
Only by achieving these could one be considered a qualified and good actor.
And Wang Shu was currently in such a state. With just a few lines of dialogue and descriptions,
Wang Shu could deduce the character's inner thoughts and directly elevate the atmosphere of the scene.
Even if he improvised and deviated from the script's lines, it did not affect the progress of the plot.
As for Chen Bo, although he had worked with many excellent actors before, he had never encountered anyone like Wang Shu.
He also knew Wang Shu's background – a self-taught individual from an ordinary university.
He had emerged in the music industry by writing songs, demonstrating unparalleled musical talent.
But he had not expected Wang Shu's acting talent to be so outstanding; his understanding of the character alone surpassed ninety-nine percent of actors.
He even felt that if given time, Wang Shu could win several Best Actor awards.
If Wang Shu's acting skills were compared to actors of the same age, he would be among the top tier.
The current acting industry was experiencing a talent gap.
The older generation of actors were aging, while the younger generation of actors were mostly raw and even lacked acting skills.
This was a common problem even among young actors who had graduated from film academies.
They might have stronger theoretical foundations than those self-taught individuals.
However, the acting profession was not about theory; it was about practical skill.
For a self-taught actor like Wang Shu, he was essentially crushing his peers in the same age group.
The acting skills of the current popular young idols in the entertainment industry were not even worthy of Wang Shu's shoes.
"It's alright, mostly thanks to your excellent direction. If you hadn't given me this opportunity, I wouldn't dare to improvise so freely."
Wang Shu also said to Chen Bo with a smile.
He was, of course, very confident in his own acting skills, especially with the boost of his max-level acting talent.
However, flattering the director was also essential.
Chen Bo could indeed be considered a very good director.
When he improvised, Chen Bo did not rigidly call cut but allowed him to perform.
Wang Shu liked directors like this, who could make accurate judgments based on the actor's state and the situation on set.
Therefore, if the opportunity arose in the future, Wang Shu felt he could entrust some of his projects to Chen Bo to direct.
The directing industry was currently too watered down, with many incompetent directors mixed in.
There were even some attention-seekers who used various means to award their own bad films.
Some directors had films that no one had seen, yet they had won numerous awards.
And they claimed it was because audiences didn't understand film.
In Wang Shu's opinion, it wasn't that audiences didn't understand film; it was that they didn't *want* audiences to understand film.
Fortunately, Wang Shu now possessed the max-level director experience book.
It was easy for him to judge whether a director was competent.
The subsequent filming went very smoothly, with most scenes being completed in one take.
Chen Bo was also very satisfied.
By afternoon, Wang Shu's filming tasks for the day were largely completed.
Chen Bo then told him to rest.
Wang Shu returned to his hotel.
"Want to go out for a walk together?"
Wang Shu asked Jiang Jianjia after returning to the hotel.
After all, this was his first time abroad in this world.
So, he planned to explore and experience the local customs and culture.
"Yes! I'm about to go crazy from being cooped up here!"
Upon hearing Wang Shu suggest going out, Jiang Jianjia immediately jumped out of bed.
"You go out first, I need to change!"
Jiang Jianjia then directly ushered Wang Shu out of the room.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Jianjia, having changed her clothes, opened the door.
"How is it? Beautiful, right?"
Jiang Jianjia stood in front of Wang Shu, turning around, and asked him with anticipation.
"So-so."
Wang Shu replied with a poker face.
It had to be said that Jiang Jianjia had good taste in clothes; this outfit alone gave Wang Shu a very pure and alluring vibe.
If they were on the street, Wang Shu would definitely have followed her for a while before giving up.
"Hmph, you have no taste!"
Hearing Wang Shu's comment, Jiang Jianjia pouted her small lips and muttered softly.
"Let's go!"
Jiang Jianjia then walked ahead with her small handbag, while Wang Shu followed behind, his eyes freely lingering on Jiang Jianjia's long, fair legs.
Even though they were in Thailand, a beauty like Jiang Jianjia would attract attention wherever she went.
On the street, wherever Jiang Jianjia passed, any male gaze would be fixed on her.
Many even swallowed their saliva.
...
"Ah, it's so lively up ahead, shall we go take a look?"
After they had been strolling for over an hour, Jiang Jianjia suddenly tugged at Wang Shu, pointing to a crowd ahead.
"Let's go!"
Wang Shu was also curious about what was happening ahead, so he followed Jiang Jianjia to the scene.
Upon closer inspection, they discovered an octagonal cage, inside which two bare-chested strong men were fighting.
"Muay Thai performance!"
Jiang Jianjia exclaimed.
"You, a girl, like watching this?"
Seeing Jiang Jianjia's excitement, Wang Shu couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Yes, is there a problem? I think people who are good at fighting are cool! They make girls feel safe!"
Jiang Jianjia replied directly.
As the two strong men engaged in a fierce bout within the octagonal cage, one of them was eventually knocked to the ground with a single punch.
The other strong man thus won the prize money for this duel.
"Boring, it's over, that guy was too weak!"
Jiang Jianjia said with a hint of disappointment.
At this moment, the Muay Thai fighter's gaze landed on Jiang Jianjia within the crowd.
He then walked up to Jiang Jianjia and produced a stack of money.
"พักกับฉันหนึ่งคืน"
Wang Shu was bewildered upon hearing the man's words.
"Are you crazy?"
After hearing what he said, Jiang Jianjia's eyes clearly filled with disgust.
"What did he say?"
Wang Shu asked Jiang Jianjia with confusion.
"He wants to buy me for one night with money!!!"
Jiang Jianjia said angrily.
"Tell him to stop dreaming of eating swan meat!"
Wang Shu's expression also turned serious.
This was not their home country; in a foreign land, this fellow was clearly up to no good.
"I won't translate that sentence."
Jiang Jianjia said helplessly to Wang Shu.
At this point, the Thai man had already reached out to grab Jiang Jianjia's hand.
At this moment, Wang Shu directly pulled Jiang Jianjia behind him.
"Kid, you'd better get out of the way!"
The man then said in broken Chinese.
"Oh, you speak Chinese? If you want to touch her, you'll have to ask me first!"
Seeing that the other party understood Chinese, Wang Shu directly replied.
The surrounding crowd had also gathered to watch the spectacle.
A significant portion of them were Caucasians, with some Koreans and Japanese among them.
When they saw the Muay Thai fighter harassing a Dragon Countryman, their eyes lit up, ready to enjoy the show.
"Damn Dragon Countryman, this is going to be good!"
Several Caucasian men began to discuss amongst themselves.
"Yosh, this is quite good, we can watch a good show!"
"Indeed, Mr. Katō, it's interesting to see a Chinaman get beaten!"
Several Japanese men also prepared to enjoy the spectacle.
"Kid, aren't you afraid of death? One punch from me can end your life!"
The man looked at Wang Shu with a smug smile.
"Then let's try, where?"
Wang Shu said calmly.
"Can you do it?"
Jiang Jianjia looked at Wang Shu with some worry.
"Don't worry, at worst, if I lose, I'll give you to him."
Wang Shu turned and said with a smile.
"No, you can't lose!"
Jiang Jianjia immediately replied.
Then, she watched helplessly as Wang Shu and the Muay Thai fighter walked into the octagonal cage together.
"Let's bet, how many minutes can this Dragon Countryman last?"
"Ten seconds would be impressive!"
"I bet ten seconds too!"
At this time, several Korean men with heavy bangs and thick foundation on their faces whispered to each other.
They had already started betting on how long Wang Shu could last.
"Is this kid trying to die? How dare he!"
"Exactly, who does he think he is? Is Muay Thai a joke?"
"Alas, a newborn calf fears no tiger; he just hasn't suffered a setback yet."
A group of Dragon Country tourists sighed upon seeing Wang Shu enter the octagonal cage.