After a day of filming, Chen Feng went home.
He was still very relaxed.
Mainly, while others were desperately trying to find their feelings to accommodate him, he, once he entered the role of the Rich Second Generation, simply reverted to his true nature.
He was acting as himself.
He could be as arrogant as he wanted.
So, it was very easy.
Sometimes, deliberately portraying an emotion is exhausting.
From this perspective, the female lead, Liu Rui, was quite grateful to Chen Feng.
Because whenever she acted opposite Chen Feng, she almost instantly got into character, and her reactions were so realistic that even Zhuang Chengwen almost thought the female lead had truly been violated.
...
Back in his small rented room.
Chen Feng took a shower.
As soon as he returned to the bedroom, his phone rang.
He picked it up and saw it was a call from his mother.
Chen Feng's heart stirred.
Could it be that the tens of billions in wealth had arrived?
He quickly answered the phone.
"Hello, Mom, calling so late, is there good news?"
"Son, son, our family is rich now."
Hearing his mother's excited voice, Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed it was settled.
"Mom, what kind of wealth?"
"Wuwu, Mom can't even speak properly anymore. Wuwuwu, son, our family is really rich. Your grandpa was clear-headed for half a day, and he... he led us to dig out a cellar in the backyard of the old house. Inside... inside were all old artifacts. What your grandpa said was true."
His mother was crying.
Chen Feng felt a touch of emotion.
It would be strange if his parents, who had been poor their entire lives, weren't excited to suddenly see so many valuable things.
Chen Feng quickly comforted her: "Mom, Mom, calm down, take it easy. Think about it carefully, Grandpa has always had these treasures, right?"
"Wuwu, yes."
"So, actually, Grandpa is a rich man, right?"
"I guess so."
Chen Feng smiled and said, "What about you? You're the eldest daughter of a rich family, Mom, let's calm down. Okay? You're a young mistress, you know."
"Get out of here, what kind of young mistress."
On the phone, his mother's tears turned to laughter.
She blew her nose and let out a long breath, saying, "Son, your dad has gone crazy with joy. He's still pulling your grandpa around, asking him all sorts of questions. Those old artifacts, they all look quite valuable. There seem to be over a hundred pieces. According to your grandpa, they might be worth tens of billions."
"That's good."
"What was that?"
"I said, that's good."
...Son, didn't you hear what Mom was saying? Mom said, those old artifacts are all ours, and they might be worth tens of billions."
Chen Feng turned and slumped onto the bed, casually saying, "I heard you, tens of billions."
"Son, are you stupid? Our family now has tens of billions worth of treasures, why are you... acting like you didn't hear? Aren't you happy?"
Chen Feng chuckled, "What am I happy about? Those things are all yours, not mine. Grandpa left them to you, so you should just use them to improve your lives."
"You brat, what's ours isn't yours? How much money can your father and I spend? Maybe in a couple of years, we'll close our eyes, kick the bucket, and be gone. Won't all those things be yours then?"
Chen Feng felt warmth in his heart and said with a smile, "Say something auspicious, alright? It's not easy to escape poverty and get rich, don't keep cursing yourselves. Remember, don't show off your wealth. If there's a safe way, sell some old artifacts to improve the family's situation. If you're not comfortable, I can help you find someone."
"Improve what?"
His mother said softly on the phone, "Your dad and I have the same idea. Keep all these things. Save them for you in the future, for when you get married."
"Here we go again."
Chen Feng said helplessly, "I'm not going to argue about these things with you. Anyway, you two are now nouveau riches with tens of billions in assets. You figure it out yourselves. I'll go back in a while, and if you still haven't improved your lives, then I'll help you improve them."
"Son, I'm keeping all these things for you, we..."
"Mom, I'm going to sleep now, okay?"
"Huh? Son? You're really strange. Our family has treasures worth ten billion. Not a hundred yuan, why are you..."
"Mom, remember, don't show off your wealth. I'm hanging up, I'm so sleepy."
After that, he hung up the phone directly.
He threw his phone aside and closed his eyes.
Is 26 years old very old?
Every time the topic of money came up, it was always the same old routine.
Keep the money for him.
To get married.
What's the rush to get married?
If he doesn't meet a good one, he can't just settle.
It has to be a mutual affection.
Besides, he already has tens of billions in assets, and they're still saving for him to get married?
These two old folks probably really will seal up all the treasures and not sell a single one.
So, he needed to find a time to go back.
He absolutely had to improve their lives.
As for those treasures, Chen Feng wasn't worried.
His father was a notoriously stingy man, cautious his whole life, spending every penny carefully.
With his personality, he would definitely keep them tightly hidden.
Absolutely no one would know about them.
So, sleep.
He signed the contract with Zhuang Chengwen in the afternoon.
Twenty days of filming.
After filming, he would rest for two days, and then it would be time to participate in the live filming of What is an Actor.
He was looking forward to it!
Chen Feng closed his eyes and soon began to snore loudly.
...
Over the next twenty days.
Chen Feng went to the set every day like he was going to work, punching in and filming.
His superb acting skills left everyone on the set in awe.
During these twenty days, Song Guohui came every day.
He observed Chen Feng's scenes daily.
The more he watched, the more incredible he found it.
Even as an experienced mentor-level figure like him, he couldn't see a single trace of acting in Chen Feng.
All his expressions and actions were very natural.
It was as if he had multiple personalities.
As soon as the camera started rolling, he immediately transformed into the arrogant and wild Rich Second Generation.
And as soon as the director shouted 'cut,' Chen Feng quickly returned to his normal state.
It was simply miraculous.
Had this kind of acting returned to its original simplicity?
Director Zhuang Chengwen and Song Guohui were both very excited.
They had struck gold.
At least the Rich Second Generation's part was completed with very high overall quality.
As for the others?
To be honest, they were quite depressed.
The male lead, Chen Chuang, had been hit several times.
It was real hitting.
When slapping, Chen Feng never held back.
Although he grumbled a bit from being hit, he was an experienced actor after all and knew Chen Feng was in good form, so he could only endure it.
There were also some minor extras who were kicked at the slightest provocation.
Cursing was a regular occurrence.
The most distressed was definitely the female lead, Liu Rui.
She was tormented every day.
The Rich Second Generation's scenes emphasized intense conflict, so she had many crying scenes.
She used to struggle with crying well.
Now, acting opposite Chen Feng, her tear ducts seemed to burst, and tears often streamed down like broken pearls.
Her mind was almost splitting.
On one hand, there was fear of Liu Wenbo, and on the other, admiration for Chen Feng.
Just like that, the twenty-day collaboration period expired in a blink of an eye.