Chapter 113: This Is the Level of an Acting Emperor (3)

When Yang Xiaofan finished his performance, everyone in the audience stood there dumbfounded, staring at him without moving an inch.

Yang Xiaofan scratched his head awkwardly.

“What’s wrong? Did I mess up something in my performance?”

Logically speaking, there shouldn’t be any problem—he now possessed the skill of a grandmaster-level actor, and compared to a Best Actor awardee, he was no less capable.

Under such circumstances, how could his acting possibly fail?

Teacher Chen and the others gradually came out of their shock upon hearing him and quickly waved their hands to reassure him.

“No, no, your performance was excellent.”

After a pause, Teacher Chen resumed his serious tone.

“To be honest, your acting was exceptional, beyond ordinary. That scene just now—I feel that even if I were to perform it myself, I might not have done it as well as you did. It’s just a pity that such a classic moment is hard to capture perfectly. If we could have recorded that scene and put it on the big screen, it would undoubtedly become a legendary classic for generations to come.”

Yang Xiaofan rubbed his nose, a bit unaccustomed to such praise from a veteran actor, even though he had expected his performance to be quite good.

“Teacher Chen, you’re too kind. Maybe I just watch a lot of performances, so that helps me a bit.”

Teacher Chen shook his head and said solemnly,

“To be frank, I wasn’t at all eager to have you added to the cast at first. Our film is set to premiere next Monday. In fact, we’ve already completed post-production editing and were ready to screen it.”

“But there were a few details I wasn’t satisfied with, so I wanted to add some extra shots.”

“From this alone, you can see how high my standards for this film are.”

“Admittedly, Director Zhao wanted to leverage your popularity to boost the film’s promotion and box office. But for me, the quality of the film is paramount.”

“Now, you have perfectly solved that problem. I think I understand why, even as we entered the final stages of production, I still felt unsatisfied and wanted to add a few more shots. I was waiting for you.”

“Your performance fills all the gaps in this film. In fact, it makes the other acting segments seem lacking by comparison.”

Yang Xiaofan was taken aback.

“Is that really that exaggerated?”

“Not at all. Just from that one scene you performed, you have the talent to be crowned Best Actor.”

“Alright then,” Yang Xiaofan replied with a wry smile.

Of course, he knew his own skill was enough to rival a Best Actor.

But he hadn’t expected that casually performing that scene would yield such an excellent effect.

He was neither a professional film critic nor a seasoned actor; that scene was purely an impromptu display fueled by his practice after investing in training.

He had worried before whether there might be any issues.

Now it seemed everything was fine.

Afterward, Teacher Chen supplemented that scene and seamlessly added a few other shots.

Since the other actors’ performances were also solid, there was hardly any need to reshoot scenes.

When filming wrapped, Yang Xiaofan watched Teacher Chen in the distance, reviewing the new footage and nodding in approval with a constant smile.

He couldn’t help but say,

“Teacher Chen doesn’t seem as strict as people say online. He looks quite kind.”

“…”

The young male lead, a fresh-faced actor, was speechless for a moment before breaking into a wry smile.

“That’s because you performed so well, Brother Fan. That’s why he’s so pleased. If it were anyone else, he would’ve scolded them countless times by now.”

After a pause, he continued,

“But I really envy you, Brother Fan. You say this is your first time acting, how come you’re so good at it? You’re a natural born for this craft!”

Yang Xiaofan waved his hand.

“Not that great. I probably just have a thick skin and am willing to take risks.”

“Well then, when you have time, could you teach me?”

“No problem.”

They exchanged WeChat contacts, and only then did Yang Xiaofan learn the other’s name was Peng Li, affectionately called Pengpeng by fans.

After adding him, Yang Xiaofan declined everyone’s invitation to dinner, not wanting to waste time, and immediately left to find Qin Nuanyu.

Along the way, he wore a mask and a baseball cap.

Perhaps because there were so many celebrities in the film city, people had long grown accustomed to it and paid little attention, so Yang Xiaofan moved through the streets without hindrance.

When he found Qin Nuanyu, she was playing with two younger girls, molding clay figures.

“Finished with work?”

Qin Nuanyu stood up, her gentle demeanor making Yang Xiaofan’s heart flutter.

He even wondered if, in the future, when Qin Nuanyu was his wife and brought their daughter here to play, it would be just as warm and tender.

“All done. How about you? Have you finished playing? It’s time to go back.”

Yang Xiaoqing immediately stood up to protest.

“No, no, I’m not done playing yet. We finally got a chance to come out and have fun, and you want to cut it short? Brother, you’re so mean!”

Yang Xiaofan gave her a mock stern look.

“If that’s how you’re going to be, then don’t ever come out with me again.”

At this, Yang Xiaoqing quickly changed her expression, rolled her eyes, and dashed to Yang Xiaofan, flattering him,

“Don’t be like that, Brother, you’re the best, the best brother in the whole world.”

“Stop it, you were just being annoying a moment ago.”

“Not at all, I like you the most.”

The sudden shift in her attitude made Yang Xiaofan, Qin Nuanyu, and Xiao Yun all burst out laughing, unsure whether to scold or tease her.

“Alright, alright, play for just a little longer. After that, we have to go home. Time is tight.”

“Yay!”

Yang Xiaoqing jumped up excitedly and ran back to her clay figures.

Yang Xiaofan rubbed Qin Nuanyu’s shoulders.

“Thanks for dealing with my little sister being so mischievous, especially since you’re pregnant and still taking care of both of them.”

Qin Nuanyu shook her head.

“No trouble at all. I really like them both, and they’re very well-behaved. Besides, your sisters are my sisters too.”

Yang Xiaofan squeezed Qin Nuanyu’s small hand. Their eyes met, and their feelings were conveyed silently, with no need for words.