Finding A Substitute For A Martial Arts Drama

Yuan Ting knew Qin Sirui's identity and background very well. Thinking about it, it made sense. They actually belonged to the same circle.

The circle of the rich.

"Mr. Li, will I disturb you?" Yuan Ting's tone was no longer so stiff.

"That house was bought for my parents. They haven't returned from their vacation in Iceland, so it's empty. Sirui can increase its liveliness if she stays there. As for me, I don't live there, so you can't say that it will disturb me."

Li Mo looked at Qin Sirui. "You can go over and rest after lunch."

The assistant and manager looked at her. Because this top celebrity had a cold personality, she rarely had a close relationship with anyone.

"You can make the arrangements."

Qin Sirui's nonchalant attitude almost made their eyeballs fall out. This young man was not an ordinary friend.

At this moment, Li Mo's cell phone rang. He took a look and said, "The delicious food is here. I'll take it."

After he got out of the car, the manager asked curiously, "Sirui, what friend is he? What does his family do?"

"An ordinary friend. An ordinary family. It's just that he's a little extraordinary."

"How is he not ordinary?"

Qin Sirui thought for a moment and said calmly, "I can't explain it clearly."

The car door rang again. Li Mo returned and said, "Sister Ting, you're the familiar face here. Help me pick him up."

Xu Jiaguo personally sent the braised food over. He drove a Porsche Cayenne, and it attracted the attention of many people when it stopped by the roadside.

"Uncle Xu."

"Good son-in-law, don't tell me you want to join the production team to film too?"

"Do you think filming is like playing house? Anyone can do it, but it's not bad to have the chance to act as a passerby to have fun. Why is a big boss like you delivering food personally? Oh my, the car is full."

"Didn't I want to talk to you face to face about meeting my daughter again?"

Li Mo was caught between tears and laughter. Who would chase after someone to acknowledge him as their son-in-law?

"Uncle Xu, don't keep mentioning 'good son-in-law'. What if your daughter doesn't like me?"

"Don't worry, my daughter has high standards."

Keeping a low profile was the way to go. Li Mo felt that he was not low-key enough.

"Sister Ting, there are too many things. Please get a few people from the production team to come over and give everyone a treat. Yes, just say that Sirui bought them."

Sister Ting looked at the Porsche and then at the owner who was dressed old-fashioned. She thought to herself, You really can't judge a book by its cover.

Li Mo took one of each and turned to leave.

"Son-in-law, you haven't paid yet?"

"Am I not your good son-in-law?" Li Mo chuckled.

Xu Jiaguo immediately said seriously, "Even biological brothers have to settle accounts."

"I'll give it to you later."

Xu Jiaguo chuckled. "As long as you remember."

Li Mo carried a large bag of braised food into the RV. There were two middle-aged men in their forties or fifties inside. One of them was very familiar and often appeared on television and media.

"Hello, Director Zhang."

Although Zhang De'an looked rough, he was a famous attentive person in the director's world. He had high artistic standards and liked to dig and guide newcomers. His popularity and reputation were excellent.

"We're in for a treat. Sirui just said that a friend came over to give everyone extra food, so the two of us came to eat."

"It's said on the Internet that Director Zhang has researched food and has been invited many times as a guest of the food program. Try these braised foods today and give me an evaluation."

When others saw these celebrities and famous directors, they were so excited that they could not tell north from south. However, he was different. He was calm, neither shocked nor happy, as if the two sides had known each other for a long time.

Zhang De'an was surprised. He had seen too many outstanding young people, but compared to Li Mo in front of him, they looked a little young.

Their bearing was also far inferior.

"Then I really want to try it." Zhang De'an picked up a piece of steaming pig head meat and placed it in his mouth. After chewing a few times, his eyes lit up. "It's delicious."

This meant that it was delicious. The other man picked up a piece of beef and couldn't help but give a thumbs up after taking a few bites.

"It tastes good."

"Li Mo, this is the assistant director of the production team, Director Hu Xingye."

A figure instantly appeared in Li Mo's mind. He said happily, "Is it Director Hu, who planned and directed 'National Treasure'?"

"You know me?" Hu Xingye was also a little surprised. Although he was a director, he did most of the behind-the-scenes work. Compared to movie or television drama directors, his reputation was far inferior.

"I'm a huge fan of 'National Treasure'. I have to watch every episode."

"Haha, looks like I'm still a little popular. Come, let's eat together."

Qin Sirui did not eat braised food. She picked a few vegetables and chewed slowly, glancing at Li Mo's face from time to time.

"Not bad, not bad. The secret recipe of this braised food is definitely not simple." Zhang De'an was known as a gourmet in the director's world, so his taste was naturally very good. He had been praising the braised food of the Palace Restaurant for conquering his taste buds.

"I heard from the boss that his ancestor used to be an imperial chef in the Qing Courtyard. The secret recipe was brought out from the court. We are eating a lot of the food made for the emperor. Sirui, try this spicy pork tail too. It's fragrant but not greasy. It's spicy but not choking. There's also the fragrance of mint to remove the oil."

"I'm on a diet," Qin Sirui replied calmly.

To a woman, losing weight was a lifelong struggle. No wonder she ate so lightly. He had specially ordered so many delicious foods for her, but she did not even try a bite.

Her manager, Sister Ting, opened the car door and got into the car. She looked at Zhang De'an and said, "Director Zhang, are you not arranging any scenes tomorrow?"

"Don't mention this. I'm angry at the mention of it. It's just a little scratch on his leg. He's shouting as if his leg is going to be crippled and insists on resting for a day before he's willing to start work. The investor's boss is also supporting him, so it doesn't matter if he delays for another day."

Zhang De'an shook his head and sighed. He was helpless against such an actor who could not suffer at all.

"Sirui's class has already been arranged. There are only 10 days this time. If she's delayed by a day, her schedule will have to be adjusted again. Director Zhang, such an irresponsible actor should stay away from her in the future."

"I'll think of another way. If it really doesn't work, we'll arrange Sirui's scenes first."

"Director Zhang, why don't we find a substitute who knows martial arts to try? This spy war drama of the Republic of China era has a lot of fighting scenes. It's indeed a problem if he has to delay for a day every time. Why don't we find a substitute to film the fighting scenes and let him appear in the rest?"

Director Hu Xingye's suggestion was more practical. Zhang De'an thought for a moment and nodded. "Old Hu, talk to the martial arts director about this and see if you can find a substitute with a similar figure."

"I've seen those doubles before. None of them can do it."

"If it doesn't work, we'll spend more money to find them. Anyway, the investors don't care about this small sum of money."

At this moment, Qin Sirui put down his chopsticks and said softly, "Li Mo's figure is similar to his. If he's willing, you can let him try."

Li Mo was eating happily and biting his pig tail. He shook his head when he heard that.

"Li Mo, have you learned martial arts before?"

"I've learned a little. It strengthens my body, but I can't act."

Li Mo's Bajiquan was a close-range combat technique. It was not suitable for that kind of large-scale battle.

"How will we know if we don't try? Let's go and try it out after we eat."

"Li Mo, if you've passed the audition, we can sign you as a special actor."

Before Li Mo could say anything, Qin Sirui, who was beside him, said, "If you can, help us this time. I don't think you have the time or interest in being a special actor."

"Looking at Li Mo, he's probably about your age. The entertainment industry is also a good way to develop."

Qin Sirui picked up the glass of water beside her and took a small sip. "He's a new student specially recruited by Beijing University this year. He earns more money in minutes than I earn in 10 years."

The RV instantly fell silent.