MMLDU Chapter 66

The plan was going smoothly. The thought of completing the task soon made Pei Lang feel great. He was in a good mood every day, feeling cheerful. Lu Lu, who saw this, was also happy.

As the wrap-up of filming approached, Pei Lang became busy again. It wasn’t because there were too many scenes, but because the scenes were particularly intense. Director Jin had strict requirements for the work, aiming to perfectly replicate the novel’s plot. After all, these were two different dimensions. Achieving a perfect replica from the two-dimensional novel to the three-dimensional reality was a challenge.

Wen Yan’s injured eye had healed long ago, but he continued to pretend it was still wounded. During this time, he kept searching for Fu Zhixing and Qin Junru’s whereabouts. A few times, he almost uncovered their location. But Fu Zhixing’s clever mind managed to avoid capture. The scenes were shot with tension and excitement.

One side was healing and investigating, while the other side was fleeing and practicing martial arts. The male lead had the protagonist’s halo, being the chosen one with numerous opportunities. With guidance from a wise mentor and secret techniques given by his parents, he quickly mastered unparalleled martial arts.

It was also time to settle the score with the demon sect.

The battle between the righteous and the evil factions was on the verge of breaking out. In fact, Wen Yan had never done anything truly evil. On the contrary, he had saved many lives. His only fault was that love had turned to hatred, making him Fu Zhixing’s nemesis. But as the young master of the demon sect, his relationship with them was inseparable, and being the son of the family that slaughtered his own, he had his own enemies.

Wen Yan’s father dealt with others, while Fu Zhixing and Wen Yan fought in a duel. Wen Yan pretended that his eye hadn’t healed to make Fu Zhixing let his guard down. The two of them were highly skilled in martial arts. Their battle was fierce and hard-fought. This section was written in an exciting, action-packed way in the novel, the kind that made readers’ blood boil. It tested the actors’ skills even more.

The duel between the two film emperors was fantastic, but unfortunately, this fight had too many physical demands. From strength and body movements to the style of action, it was highly scrutinized. In acting, Zhong Yixiao was not inferior to Pei Lang, but in the fighting scenes, he seemed to struggle compared to Pei Lang.

After the third NG, the director became anxious. “Wen Yan, this battle will decide life and death. You’re doing well, but remember, your martial arts are not as good as Fu Zhixing’s. Control your strength a little, or if the male lead doesn’t seem to be able to win, how will you lose?”

The taboo in filming is not being able to show the levels of the characters’ martial arts. The worst thing is when a powerful antagonist suddenly weakens for no reason, making the male lead’s victory not seem like a result of skill but just the power of the protagonist’s halo.

It’s a fact that Zhong Yixiao’s fight scenes weren’t as good as Pei Lang’s, and it wasn’t realistic to expect him to improve in a short time. So, they had to make Pei Lang control his movements. Of course, Zhong Yixiao had to go all out and not slack off, only then could they truly recreate the novel’s plot.

“Sorry, director.” Pei Lang sheathed his sword, then wiped the sweat from his forehead with his blood-red robe sleeves. Shooting in summer with ancient costumes was unbearably hot, and with all the fighting, he couldn’t stop sweating.

“Take a twenty-minute break for everyone.”

Director Jin called out and went back to the air-conditioned vehicle to rest.

Others also stopped working to rest. Seeing this, Lu Lu came over with a tissue to wipe the sweat off Pei Lang’s forehead, then handed him a portable fan and a bottle of mineral water. “Brother Lang, you’ve worked hard. I’ve already turned on the car’s air conditioning. Go rest for a while.”

While drinking water and walking toward the car, Zhong Yixiao stared at Pei Lang’s retreating figure and sighed. If only his martial arts were a bit stronger, he would definitely have a good fight with Pei Lang.

This scene took three full days to film. The demon sect was eradicated. Fu Zhixing and Qin Junru, along with the other victims, finally got their revenge. Wen Yan suffered a crushing defeat. Just as Fu Zhixing’s sword was about to pierce his heart, his father, who had been severely wounded, blocked the fatal blow.

Before he died, Wen Yan’s father asked Fu Zhixing to spare his son, saying that aside from fighting for Qin Junru, he had never done anything wrong.

Fu Zhixing neither agreed nor disagreed, and Wen Yan never got an answer before the sect leader took his last breath. Wen Yan, so proud, had never understood his father’s actions when he was younger and still didn’t understand. He hadn’t completely severed ties with the demon sect because he knew his father loved him. Later, for the sake of a woman, he became as cruel as his father, a transformation his father, despite his contradictions, didn’t like. Wen Yan could see that.

He didn’t hate his father’s death because those hands were stained with much blood. From a young age, he knew that blood debts had to be paid eventually, but he couldn’t live in hiding. As the sect leader, his father was unparalleled in martial arts and a dominant ruler over half the world. The first time he ever asked for help was because of him.

“Wen Yan, battered from the battle, was broken yet still handsome, exuding an aura of dark magic. Despite the dire situation, he remained full of pride, carrying his father’s body on his back as he struggled to use his lightness skill to fly to the place where the male and female leads once jumped off the cliff. Fu Zhixing and Qin Junru were in pursuit, but he was ready to escape and prepared to act.

Wen Yan drew the close-combat dagger from his waist and slit his throat, ending his life while carrying his father’s body with him as they fell into the cliff. Below was a pond, making it impossible to recover the bodies. He knew very well that after death, his father’s body would be torn apart. He would rather have no grave than allow the so-called righteous sect to handle it.

This final jump marked the end of the filming. Next came Fu Zhixing and Qin Junru, who, surrounded by everyone, became heroes and married, even though they had long been in love with each other. From the moment they met, they had been on the run and still owed themselves a proper wedding.

After the ‘cliff’ scene, Pei Lang panted heavily. The actor playing his father was an old master with a strong build and hefty weight. The part where Pei Lang carried him was exhausting.

“Congrats on finishing filming,” the old actor said with a smile, his eyes squinting at how tired Pei Lang looked.

“You too, senior,” Pei Lang replied.

“Brother Lang, congrats on finishing filming,” Lu Lu ran over to help Pei Lang to the rest area. The props team sent a bouquet. Pei Lang took a picture holding them. Director Jin said they should all have dinner together that evening. Pei Lang had just agreed when Yan Han’s message came through.

[. : Congrats on finishing filming.]

[Lang: Thank you.]

[. : Have Su Jia pick you up now.]

[Lang: Now? But the director said we should have dinner together and I already agreed.] It would be rude to break a promise.

Less than half a minute later, Yan Han replied. [. : Just come back now, I’ve already talked to the director. Aunt Lin… she misses you.]

Upon reading this, Pei Lang couldn’t help but let out a laugh. His sharp mind immediately saw through Yan Han’s lie. It was clear that Yan Han was the one who missed him and had pushed it onto Aunt Lin. Since he had already talked to Director Jin, Pei Lang had no further objection.

After removing his makeup and changing back into his own clothes, Pei Lang and Lu Lu went back to the hotel to pack their luggage.

While packing, Lu Lu kept looking at Pei Lang with longing. He had been immersed in the joy of finishing filming, but now he realized that the end of filming meant they would part ways. He wasn’t ready to say goodbye to Pei Lang.

“Come here,” Pei Lang said with a gentle smile, waving his hand.

“Brother Lang,” Lu Lu hurried over, his expression like that of a wife seeing her husband off on a business trip.

Pei Lang pulled out a stack of cash wrapped in brown paper and forcefully handed it to him. “This is your bonus. You’ve worked hard these past few days. Don’t be like this, think of it as a short vacation. We’ll see each other again on the next project.”

Lu Lu’s reluctance deepened. “It’s not that simple. Your next project is still uncertain. Besides, I’m just the temporary assistant assigned by the company, not your personal assistant. After I leave, I don’t know who will be assigned to you.”

Pei Lang had forgotten about this detail. Lu Lu and that so-called manager were arranged by Yan Han, both temporary. The company would reassign someone else. “This is easy. After I become famous, I’ll hire you as my personal assistant.”

“Brother Lang, you’re so outstanding, you’ll definitely make it big. I’ll be waiting for you.” Lu Lu liked being Pei Lang’s assistant because Pei Lang was excellent, had a good personality, and was a great person—traits that every assistant dreamed of.

During this time, they had grown close enough to become friends. Lu Lu genuinely felt reluctant to part ways.

However, he believed that once this drama aired, Pei Lang would surely become famous. By then, there would be no ‘downtime’, so they wouldn’t have to part anymore.

Thinking of this, Lu Lu felt a bit more comforted. After packing, Pei Lang asked Lu Lu to leave first. Pei Lang waited at the hotel for a while before Su Jia arrived. When Pei Lang went downstairs with his luggage, he saw that Yan Han was also there.

The two little figures on his shoulders exchanged kisses, completely out of sync with the atmosphere of the real world. Pei Lang pretended not to see, deliberately avoiding looking at them, and got into the car. “Ah, Su Jia, long time no see.”

Yan Han, ignored, darkened his expression. His eyes narrowed with a cold glare at Pei Lang, who suddenly felt a chill. “Mr. Yan, it’s been half a month. You’ve gotten even more handsome.”

Pei Lang truly wished he could freeze his mouth shut.

If you can’t speak properly, then don’t say anything. This kind of talk sounds fake and intentional.

However, ever since Pei Lang realized Yan Han’s feelings for him, he didn’t know how to act like nothing had changed and be the same as before. The relationship had become awkward. If Yan Han knew that the person he liked had always been aware of his feelings, it would be even more uncomfortable.

Pei Lang’s habit of feeling secondhand embarrassment kicked in again.

This was something he absolutely couldn’t let Yan Han find out about, or it would make things awkward for both of them.

“What are your plans next?” Now that the filming was over, Pei Lang had a long break. The thought of the upcoming awkwardness made him uneasy, as there would be nowhere to hide.

“I’m not sure yet. I’ll probably write a few more songs. It’s been a while since I released new music.” Staying in a room to compose was fine, but now, whenever he was with Yan Han, he couldn’t help but sneak glances at his shoulder, always catching some embarrassing sights.

“Really? That’s great!” Su Jia, who was driving, turned his head with shining eyes and excitement while waiting for the traffic light. However, when he caught sight of his boss’s cold, ice-like gaze, his body shivered. He quickly turned back to face forward. Sitting straight, he acts like a good driver who ignores everything outside the window.

“Yan Xiuyuan and Pei Zi Qing are getting married. The wedding is scheduled for three days from now.”

Finally, a somewhat normal topic came up. Pei Lang secretly let out a sigh of relief. “I’m invited too, right? What kind of wedding is it? Will many people come? What about our relationship…”

The public still didn’t know about their relationship. If there were a large gathering, it would be difficult to explain. “I’ll attend as Pei Zi Qing’s brother. That way, no one will have anything to say.”

“No need. The wedding will be small, only family will be present.”

“I understand. Like our wedding, right?” No, their wedding had been even more modest; only three people knew about it.

Yan Han felt he hadn’t treated Pei Lang well. “I’ll make it up to you for the wedding.”

“Ah… no, that’s not necessary…” Pei Lang stuttered, his face secretly turning red. He quickly turned his head to pretend to look out the window. Though, when Yan Han said that, he was quite happy.

Su Jia, pretending to focus on driving but actually eavesdropping on the gossip, was utterly shocked. If that was the case, they had already gotten their marriage certificate and even held a small wedding!! Oh my gosh!! How could he, the personal assistant, not know about this?

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