69: Chapter 69 I set up a fortune-telling stall outside the film set

At nine o'clock the next morning, Location Film Studio.

The entrance to Area B was in complete chaos.

Generals in armor hung cigarettes from their mouths while scrolling through TikTok, and groups of palace maids and eunuchs gathered together to play Honor of Kings.

From a high-decibel loudspeaker, a production assistant was shouting and urging something.

"The extras for 'Great Qin Fengyun'! Are you dead! Get over here and change your clothes right now!"

Jiang Feng had no interest in squeezing in.

He had Old Chen take the familiar small stool and folding table out from the trunk and set up his stall right at the entrance, in the most conspicuous spot, which was also the prime location where all sorts of extras waited for work.

Old Chen hung a brand-new whiteboard in front of the table.

The handwriting on it was more arrogant than ever.

【Fortune telling for casting, changing fate through styling】

【No accuracy, no charge, compensation in crew lunch boxes】

A man with half his head shaved and a queue hairstyle approached, sizing Jiang Feng up.

"Hey, buddy, are you new here?"

Jiang Feng didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Your business isn't very practiced," the man grinned, revealing two rows of teeth stained yellow by smoke. "Are scammers also competing so fiercely these days? Have you all learned how to do precision targeting?"

"If you don't believe it, you can get lost." Jiang Feng's voice had no warmth.

A burst of laughter erupted around them.

Just then, a young girl wearing a pink maid costume squeezed out from the crowd.

Her face was round, and her eyes were round, looking quite cute, but at this moment, she had a miserable expression on her face.

She walked up to the stall, hesitated for a long time, and then asked in a low voice.

"Ma... Master, can you really do fortune telling for casting?"

Jiang Feng finally lifted his head and took a look at her.

"How long have you been an extra?"

The young girl was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously replied: "Th... Three years."

"Have you only ever played maids?"

"Ho... How did you know?"

Jiang Feng didn't answer, just extended a finger and tapped his own cheek.

"With this face of yours, what else could you play besides a maid?"

The young girl's face instantly fell, and tears swirled in her eyes.

"Bu... But they all say that my face fits current aesthetic standards the best and looks good on camera."

She sniffled, her voice tinged with a crying tone.

"Master, I just want to ask, in this life... do I really have the fate of a female lead?"

Jiang Feng activated the 【Bone Structure · Facial Features】 ability bestowed by the system.

His vision shifted.

The skin, flesh, and makeup on the girl's face faded away, leaving only a glowing white skeletal outline.

Jiang Feng saw that the girl's skull was full, her brow bone was high, her cheekbones were strong, and the lines of her jawbone were particularly prominent, carrying a natural heroic aura.

This was the standard bone structure for a great female lead, suitable for both ancient and modern roles, capable of handling all kinds of complex characters.

But when Jiang Feng's vision returned to reality and he looked at her face again, he frowned.

That face was covered with a faint layer of gray energy that didn't belong to her.

Especially in the apple muscles and chin area, the gray energy was congested, destroying her original smooth facial aura.

"It's not that you don't have the fate of a female lead." Jiang Feng's voice was very calm.

"You personally ruined your own female lead face and turned it into a maid face."

As soon as these words were out, the surrounding extras burst into laughter again.

"Damn, this scammer even knows about medical aesthetics?"

"Little sister, don't believe him. Your face is so pretty, directors love this look right now!"

The young girl's face turned beet red, half from anger, half from shame.

"You're talking nonsense! I... I didn't get plastic surgery!"

"You didn't go under the knife." Jiang Feng leaned back in his chair, his tone flat. "But you've had plenty of hyaluronic acid injections, right? Apple muscles, chin, forehead—you've filled in all your original sharp features."

He pointed to the girl's jaw angle.

"Here, you originally had a bone that could support your aura, allowing you to play female generals, female emperors."

"And now?"

"One injection later, it's all gone. Soft, harmless, spineless. Besides following behind the young miss and shouting 'Oh no, Miss!', what else can you do?"

The young girl subconsciously touched her chin.

Her hand was shaking.

The surrounding laughter gradually died down.

For these three years, the roles she received were always maids, sidekicks, background props beside the main character.

She couldn't figure out why those actors whose bone structure wasn't as good as hers could still play the third or second female lead.

"Then... then what should I do?" The young girl's voice trembled; she believed him seven or eight parts out of ten.

"Go to the hospital and dissolve everything on your face that doesn't belong to you."

Jiang Feng withdrew his gaze and returned to his lazy appearance.

"Then, go to the 'Iron-Blooded Long Tassel' crew in the adjacent Area C."

"They are currently recruiting an equestrian stunt double for a female general. The risk factor is high, and no one wants to go."

"That is your turning point."

"If you seize it, within a year, you can get a role that belongs to you. If you don't seize it, you'll be locked into being a maid for the rest of your life."

The young girl stood there, subconsciously touching her face, saying nothing.

【Ding! Effective fortune telling count: 1/3】

Just then, a rough voice came from behind the crowd.

"What are you doing! Why the hell are you all gathered here! Don't you need to start work?!"

The crowd dispersed.

A man wearing a crew vest, a baseball cap, and holding a walkie-talkie walked over aggressively.

He was the assistant director of the B-area crew.

He saw Jiang Feng's stall at a glance and was instantly furious.

"Where did this con artist come from? Running here to swindle people! Don't you know this is a place for filming?"

The assistant director rushed to the table in a few steps and reached out to flip the table.

"Get the hell out of here! Or I'm calling security!"

Old Chen took a step forward, blocking the front of the table.

The assistant director's movement stopped; he looked up at Old Chen's burly frame and didn't dare to make another move.

But his mouth wouldn't let it go.

"Fortune telling for casting? And changing fate through styling? Why don't you say you can bring flesh to bones and revive the dead?"

He pointed at Jiang Feng's nose and cursed loudly.

"I've seen plenty of charlatans like you! Scamming those young girls who are crazy about getting famous! Bah! If you've got guts, why don't you read my fortune? Let's see what you can scam me with!"

Jiang Feng sat on the small stool without moving, thinking to himself that he was waiting for exactly those words.

He just lifted his head and took a calm look at the assistant director.

"Director."

He spoke up.

The assistant director was stunned for a moment, not expecting Jiang Feng to dare to respond.

"Your forehead is dark, the ends of your eyebrows are scattered, and your lips are pale. This is a classic sign of impending financial loss and bloodshed."

The assistant director laughed in anger.

"You're actually reading my fortune? Let me tell you, today I..."

"The explosion scene you're going to film today," Jiang Feng interrupted him, "the explosive point is buried incorrectly."

The smile on the assistant director's face froze.

Jiang Feng held up three fingers.

"Move it three meters to the left, otherwise what you lose today won't just be money."

"It will also include this hand of yours, the one holding the walkie-talkie."

The scene fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone looked at the assistant director, and then at Jiang Feng.

The assistant director's face turned the color of pig liver.

The explosion scene was the crew's highest secret; apart from the core team, outsiders couldn't possibly know about it.

Moreover, only he and the demolition expert knew the location where the explosive point was buried.

How did this kid know?

"You... you're talking bullshit!" The assistant director was furious from embarrassment, feeling his authority challenged.

He bypassed Old Chen and reached out to grab Jiang Feng's collar.

"I think you're tired of living!"

Just as his hand was about to touch Jiang Feng.

A man wearing an explosion-proof suit, covered in sweat, came running out from inside the film studio, tumbling and crawling.

"It's bad! Assistant Director! Something happened!"

It was the demolition expert.

The assistant director's movement stopped in mid-air.

"What are you yelling about! Has the sky fallen?"

"The... the explosive point!" The demolition expert gasped, pointing at the film set inside, his voice trembling.

"During the final check just now, we discovered the buried location is wrong! It's too close to the male lead's position!"

The demolition expert swallowed hard, his face full of lingering fear.

"We... we have to move it three meters to the left immediately!"

The assistant director's hand froze in mid-air.

The color drained from his face.

Cold sweat rolled down his temples.

【Ding! Effective fortune telling count: 2/3】

In an inconspicuous corner.

A man wearing a full set of black tight-fitting clothes, with a hood and mask, was standing there.

His face couldn't be seen, and his figure couldn't be seen clearly either.

That person was just standing there quietly, motionless, his entire orientation facing Jiang Feng.

It was A Liang.