3: Inviting a god is easy, but sending him away is difficult; this play is indispensable without him.

The director and Chen Xiaochun discussed.

"Brother Chun, how about you two rehearse together so I can see the effect first?"

The Eighth Boss indeed had a scene opposite the First Boss.

Chen Xiaochun grinned, "Sure, why not?"

Lin Pei was excited; he was actually going to act opposite Brother Shanji! He hadn't expected this at all when he applied to be an Extra.

This was a scene where the Eighth Boss was punished by the First Boss for not following the gang's rules.

At the beginning, the Eighth Boss needed to kneel before the First Boss and repent for his mistakes.

Lin Pei finally didn't need to hold back; to get the role, he had to pull out all the stops.

The director shouted, "Action."

In the shot, the Eighth Boss played by Lin Pei ran in from outside and called the First Boss, who was sitting in a grand armchair, "Big Brother."

"Clatter."

The cup in Chen Xiaochun's hand dropped again.

Holy crap, it was that feeling again—the feeling of impending death.

This Young Man clearly had a pure and kind face just now, so why did he suddenly look so vicious?

Just from one look, his heart felt like it was about to explode.

Chen Xiaochun was certain that without killing dozens of people, it was impossible to have such an aura.

This was simply the King of Hell possessing a body to claim a soul.

The director thought Chen Xiaochun was improvising by slamming the cup down in grief.

Since it was a rehearsal, he didn't call for a stop.

Lin Pei also thought it was part of the script and called "Big Brother" again.

Chen Xiaochun shuddered, almost replying "Big Brother" on the spot.

You're the big brother; you're my real big brother.

They didn't notice that the camera was shaking slightly at this moment.

The cameraman's hands were shaking like a sieve, and the director wasn't much better.

Damn, with that gaze, playing the Eighth Boss was too stifling; even the First Boss wasn't worthy of him.

Chen Xiaochun was acting as the big brother, but this Young Man didn't look like he was acting.

According to the script, Lin Pei knelt before the First Boss, "Big Brother, can you forgive me?"

Chen Xiaochun immediately knelt down too, his mouth twitching as if he wanted to cry.

In his desperation, he shouted the words his son often said to him, "can you stop angry?"

Lin Pei was stunned.

He seemed unable to keep up with Brother Xiao Chun's improvisation.

Relying on his decent English foundation, Lin Pei understood.

He grabbed Chen Xiaochun's hand repentantly, "NO, Big Brother, I regret it. I only killed someone because I was angry at the time..."

Chen Xiaochun was trembling all over.

He turned to look at the director.

He felt like this Young Man really had just killed someone.

That repentant expression was truly terrifying; it felt like he could go on to kill more.

The director received Chen Xiaochun's signal and shouted "Cut" with trembling lips.

Lin Pei wanted to say a few more words to his senior, but he saw Chen Xiaochun stand up with a "swish" and disappear within a minute without even saying goodbye.

"..."

Lin Pei was a bit touched.

Brother Xiao Chun was so desperate to pee but still stayed to rehearse with him; what a good person.

Turning around, he found the set was already empty, with not a soul in sight; he was even more touched.

It turned out everyone was desperate to pee, yet they all stayed professionally at their posts, not leaving the front line for minor injuries.

He had really joined a good Film Crew.

With such a dedicated Film Crew, why worry about not producing good work?

After a minute of silence, he became confused again.

The director left without saying a word; did he pass the audition or not?

As he turned around, the Group Leader happened to run over tremulously.

"Young Man... I mean, Brother Pei, the director said you passed the audition. Filming starts this afternoon."

"However, you won't be playing the Eighth Boss, but the even more ruthless Second Boss."

It had to be said that for the sake of the movie, the director was really going for it.

As long as he could act and earn money, what was there to be picky about the role?

Lin Pei smiled gratefully, "Thank you, Group Leader."

The Group Leader shuddered, "Oh, Brother Pei, I don't deserve it..."

After telling Lin Pei to go to makeup, the Group Leader wiped the sweat from his forehead and left the filming site with a pale face.

Passing by the actors' lounge, he was suddenly pulled inside.

Chen Xiaochun's face was even paler than his as he asked point-blank.

"Old Xu, let me ask you, where did you find that lord who auditioned for the Eighth Boss?"

"I'm an actor, but he looks like a real hardened criminal. You didn't invite some big brother from the underworld who's addicted to acting, did you?"

The Group Leader, Xu Qian, poked his head out, looked around, and closed the door tightly.

"Brother Chun, to tell you the truth, that Young Man claimed to be from the underworld."

Chen Xiaochun was stunned.

No wonder; the Young Man didn't just look like he was in the underworld, he looked like he had already become a big boss.

Xu Qian leaned into Chen Xiaochun's ear, "And this guy admitted himself that he killed someone and was just released not long ago."

Hiss!

Chen Xiaochun's small eyes widened.

"He really killed someone? I knew my intuition was never wrong..."

"To be released after killing someone, he's definitely from the underworld; he's got quite some influence."

Xu Qian said, "Brother Chun, you must keep this a secret. Even the director doesn't know."

Chen Xiaochun replied, "Don't worry, I definitely won't tell anyone else."

Ten minutes later, news that the Film Crew had a real underworld boss and murderer quickly spread.

All the Film Crew's actors and staff were trembling with fear.

"Have you heard? It seems a murderer has joined our Film Crew."

"It's said that guy killed a family of three, and the methods were extremely cruel."

"Damn, how can he be released after killing three people?"

"You forgot, this guy seems to be a triad boss; even prison can't hold him."

...A nosy Streamer, who was also a part-time costume designer, had snuck into the backstage.

The Streamer scurried around backstage, conducting live interviews and broadcasting everything everyone said.

The livestream chat exploded.

"Holy crap, is this for real?"

"There's no justice! I suggest calling the police and fighting the underworld forces to the end."

"Streamer, there's a murderer there, and you still dare to hang around? Run quickly, or you'll lose your life!"

"It's easy to invite a god but hard to send one away. If the Film Crew dares to not let this guy act, won't his underlings occupy the set and slaughter you all?"

Amidst the whispers, Xu Qian entered sneakily.

Hearing what everyone was saying, he sighed inwardly.

Brother Chun's mouth is too big; the whole Film Crew knows in just this short while?

Xu Qian was a bit speechless and instructed the Film Crew members.

"Since you all know that Lin Pei is a murderer, the spread stops here. Keep it secret within a small circle!"

!!!

Everyone broke into an uproar.

"Holy crap, we didn't know it was him. If we had known, we'd have stayed far away from him."

"Ahhh, I was the one who did his makeup just now. I was wondering why that person looked so fierce; my hands are still shaking."

"Brother Xu, why didn't you say so earlier? I was in a bad mood today and my attitude towards him was a bit poor. Am I going to die?"

"Shh, keep it down. That big brother could walk in at any moment."

The Streamer's livestream chat became even more lively.

"Now we know who it is. Streamer, can you risk your life to let us see him?"

"Yeah, yeah, just one look and then run. Let us see what this big brother actually looks like."

"Stop egging on the Streamer. If the Streamer gets hurt, you'll all be responsible."

"Streamer, use ending the stream as a signal, and we'll call the police for you."

The air suddenly went silent for a moment, and the Streamer felt another head next to her.

"Oh, a livestream?"

Just hearing the voice, the Streamer felt a chill down her spine.

When she looked up and saw the person, she was so scared she almost threw her phone.

Holy crap, what kind of Smiling King of Hell is this?

From that one look just now, her heart almost stopped, and she nearly saw her great-grandmother.