He Woke Up And Became The Actor’s Cat

Chapter 65 – Fortune Telling

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Qin Chen was just joking and didn’t intend to hear Xu Jian’s answer. But after listening to it, Xu Jian thought about it seriously in his heart and finally came to a conclusion:

I’m very excited and happy to succeed in the audition, but it’s a pleasure in itself to be able to film with Qin Chen.

It’s a rare opportunity to join the double gold Film Emperor Qin Chen, not to mention his idol, Shen Xi.

Let alone being able to act now, but also filming with Qin Chen and Shen Xi, Xu Jian felt that today is a day worth celebrating.

Seeing Xu Jian full of joy, Qin Chen felt that this person’s cat’s tail was about to go up to the sky, so he reminded him, “Don’t be in a hurry being happy first. Although you passed the audition, there’s still a problem with the night scenes.”

The smile on Xu Jian’s face froze — Yes ah, there are still night scenes. How could he forget such an important matter?

He turns into a cat every night around 11:30 pm. If there are night scenes…

Xu Feng didn’t have many scenes. Qin Chen probably glanced at the script just now, and there was only one night scene, which was the scene Xu Feng was killed:

In the night surrounded by his subordinates, a wretched Xu Feng hijacked a little girl and confronted Yu Xiu.

Xu Feng was shot in the leg, his cheeks were covered with bruises, and the blood from the corner of his mouth flowed to his chin. But he didn’t care as if he was unconscious.

With the gun in his hand against the little girl’s jaw, Xu Feng showed a distorted and neurotic smile at Yu Xiu, who aimed the gun at him. In a surprisingly gentle tone, just like talking softly to a lover, he said, “My Dear Officer Yu, do you think your hands are fast or mine?”

Xu Feng had already pulled the trigger, there was no fear in his face, and even his eyes were full of eagerness to try. “I know that your sniper has already aimed at me, but it’s a pity for Little Jasmine.”

“Are you going to shoot?”

As long as Xu Feng’s hand loosened, the bullets in the gun’s chamber would be fired, so Yu Xiu and the others didn’t dare to act rashly for fear that his hand would loosen and fire.

After the plot developed to this point, Xu Feng knows that he has lost his momentum. He is now a complete lunatic; he didn’t even let go of his own sister’s Little Jasmine, and has become a bargaining chip against Yu Xiu…

Looking at the stunned Xu Jian, Qin Chen asked again, “Do you know how many night scenes you have?”

Xu Jian’s heart felt half cold. He shook his head, “No.”

Xu Jian hasn’t read Xu Feng’s script, and the audition was a last moment thing the director casually found.

Qin Chen raised his right hand, his five distinct fingers waved in front of Xu Jian.

Looking at Qin Chen’s slender and beautiful fingers, Xu Jian watched unconsciously, and the remaining half of his heart became cold. “Five scenes?”

Wasn’t it just a supporting role that was said to be unimportant?!

Under Xu Jian’s shocked gaze, Qin Chen slowly withdraw four fingers and flicked his head with his remaining index finger. “Wrong answer, one scene.”

Xu Jian was in pain, raised his hand to cover his forehead, and looked at him, “?”

It was just one scene, why did you stretch out five fingers? Is your hand so good-looking ah?

This was also a wrong answer. You used five to let people guess one, this was making things difficult for this Fat Jian.

Rubbing his forehead, Xu Jian seriously suspected that the place Qin Chen flicked was red. He muttered in dissatisfaction, “You scared me, I thought there were five scenes.”

Qin Chen gave a low laugh when he met Xu Jian’s accusing eyes and said, “Although it’s just a one night scene, it’s a small climax of the film. It will definitely have several re-takes, then select the best effect, and cut it into the main film, so…”

Qin Chen paused when he said this, “… You may have to be ‘killed’ by me many times.”

It was originally shot at night. But if the director is dissatisfied, he wouldn’t know what time it would be when they’ll wrap up.

Xu Jian, who hasn’t read the script and doesn’t know the plot, “?”

After listening to Qin Chen, Xu Jian looked at him thoughtfully and finally said, “I’ll perform well when that time comes!”

Strive for it over and over again!

Qin Chen believes in Xu Jian’s strength and nodded. “En, we’ll act accordingly.”*

[*see the opportunity and act (idiom); to act according to circumstances]

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<The Slayer>’s story is set in the period of the Republic of China. The filming location of the crew this time is a famous film and television base in the country.

The base is very large, and different production teams come to film every day. Today, in addition to Qin Chen and their crew, there are many other production teams, and there are also many extras waiting for job opportunities.

There are all kinds of clothes on the street outside. Qin Chen glanced at it and turned his head to look at Xu Jian, “Stroll around?”

Xu Jian had never been to this film and television base before, so he thought it would be nice to look around and nodded.

The most indispensable thing about the film and television base is celebrity artists, so Qin Chen doesn’t need to wear sunglasses and a mask inside for he wasn’t afraid of being recognized.

There are several buildings on both sides of the road where they walked, and there are extras sitting or standing together in some places of all ages.

Xu Jian looked at the people around him, and a thought suddenly emerged in his heart—

After the termination of his contract, how could he have thought he’d come to the film and television base to stay as an extra?

Everyone is acting as cannon fodder, but the dramas he has filmed in the previous six years may not be as many as these extras for six months…

Thinking of this, Xu Jian was in a complicated mood.

“Walk attentively.”

Just when Xu Jian was lost in thought, Qin Chen beside him suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled him.

Xu Jian was brought into his arms by Qin Chen’s force, his shoulder hit his chest. Before he could react, another clear voice came.

“I’m sorry, I almost hit you.”

Xu Jian turned his head and saw a man standing in front of him who he didn’t know when.

The man looks about 40 years old, with two mustaches, wearing a light blue Taoist robe, covered with white gauze, and holding a thin green bamboo pole in his right hand on which hung a banner.

On the banner with a white background and blue border with the words ‘Divine Foresight’ were written flamboyantly.

Seeing that the man dressed in front of him was obviously not from the same dynasty as himself, Xu Jian suddenly felt a sense of confusion in time and space. In the next second, he reflected on which cast of the crew he should be.

After taking a closer look at the man, Xu Jian confirmed that he hadn’t seen him before. It seems that he’s also an extra in the film and television base.

Xu Jian smiled at the man, “It’s okay. I was just thinking about things and didn’t notice you.”

After saying that, Xu Jian lowered his eyes and glanced at a certain someone’s hand on his wrist.

When Qin Chen pulled Xu Jian’s hand just now, he didn’t know if he had forgotten or something, he kept this posture and didn’t let go of Xu Jian’s wrist.

Seeing Qin Chen’s slender fingers clasped on his wrist, Xu Jian felt a little dry in his throat for no reason, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated.

The Adam’s apple in his throat rolled up and down; Xu Jian gently turned his wrist silently.

Perhaps Xu Jian’s movements were too small, Qin Chen didn’t notice and didn’t let go.

Although Xu Jian’s sleeves hung down to cover his wrist and Qin Chen’s hand and were blocked by their bodies, others couldn’t see them at all. But he was very concerned, feeling that the place Qin Chen held was hot.

Inexplicably uncomfortable.

Just when Xu Jian was hesitant to remind Qin Chen directly, the man in the Taoist robe swept over his and Qin Chen’s faces one by one, raised his hand and touched his beard, and suddenly said with a smile, “The encounter today is also fate. Sir, do you want me to calculate your divination? It’s free, just treat it as an offer of apology.”

Qin Chen stared at Mustache, who looked to be in his 40s, his voice sounded young and clear, which didn’t quite match his appearance.

But Qin Chen carefully measured him for a few seconds, to confirm that the mustache wasn’t made up, and the fine lines of his beard weren’t fake.

Xu Jian was taken aback after hearing this, turned his head to look at Mustache, “Ah?”

This line, this costume… Xu Jian was confused — Fortune-telling?

Looking at the unperturbed Mustache, Xu Jian was silent for two seconds, then took Qin Chen’s hand with his, pulling him towards him, leaned close to his ear, and asked at a volume only the two of them could hear, “Isn’t he still acting?”

Do you really think you can tell fortunes just by wearing a Taoist robe?

Xu Jian deliberately lowered his voice when he said this. The volume was so low that only the air sound was left. Qin Chen could feel his breath getting into his ears when he spoke, it was a little itchy.

Because of the proximity, Qin Chen heard Xu Jian’s words clearly, but before he could say anything, Mustache laughed, “Sir doesn’t believe me?”

Xu Jian was startled and turned his head, “You heard?”

His voice was so small and he still can hear it?

Qin Chen was also a little surprised and looked up at Mustache.

Mustache didn’t answer, raised his hand and plucked the strips of cloth hanging down from his banner, and asked again, “Does Sir wants some fortune-telling?”

To Mustache’s smiling eyes, Xu Jian subconsciously turned his eyes to look at Qin Chen which means — Calculate?

Although there are fine lines at the corner of Mustache’s eyes, his eyes are very bright and the corners of his eyes are long and narrow. After being swept by him like this, Xu Jian’s heart jumped heavily and suddenly couldn’t make up his mind.

Reason told him that this was just a dedicated actor who hasn’t acted in the scene, but intuition tells him that things aren’t so simple.

After receiving Xu Jian’s signal, Qin Chen gently squeezed his wrist to calm him down, and then looked at Mustache and said calmly, “What can you calculate?”

Mustache turned the bamboo pole in his hand and dragged out his voice, “Fate, human affairs, blessings, and misfortunes, I know everything. What does Sir want to calculate?”

Qin Chen nodded at his words, then pointed to Xu Jian, “Him. You can calculate what you said.”

Xu Jian, who was named: “?”

Mustache’s eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Xu Jian’s face for a while. Finally, he touched his beard, shook his head and sighed, and said slowly, “Your Yin Tang is gray, you have insufficient Yang Qi, the person who should’ve died is ominous.”

[*Yin Tang(Hall of Impression): glabella (space between the eyebrows), at the point often associated with the ‘third eye’. Its location also corresponds to the upper dantian which is traditionally believed to be the home of Shen—one of the Three Treasures and it is the Spiritual Energy. Yin Tang. Shen.
*Yang Qi: Yang energy which is the masculine active principle in nature.]

Hearing Mustache’s words, Xu Jian froze; Qin Chen’s eyebrows wrinkled as he berated in a low voice, “What nonsense?”

The scolded Mustache wasn’t angry. Ignoring Qin Chen, whose face sank instantly, he looked at Xu Jian fixedly, his tone was serious, “You went around the closed Ghost Gate.* Although you survived the disaster and didn’t die, it’s not a long-term solution now.”

[*Gates of Hell. I think this implies that instead of XJ going in, he went around it because he didn’t die in that accident.]

After being glanced at by him, Xu Jian suddenly felt a chill on his back. He felt that his whole person was seen through by Mustache in front of him. He subconsciously asked when he heard the words, “Then what’s the long-term plan?”

Qin Chen rigidly stared at Mustache and didn’t speak, his complexion was still ugly.

Xu Jian had been in a car accident and he really survived the disaster and went around the closed Ghost Gate.

This bearded man in Taoist robe may really know something.

In the past, neither Qin Chen nor Xu Jian would’ve believed these supernatural things and things that didn’t exist; they believed in Science.

But Xu Jian changing into a cat is a real thing that has happened, and they can no longer doubt that there are indeed things in this world that science cannot explain.

And it happened on their side.

Since Mustache can see Xu Jian has escaped from calamity, it shows that he has some real skills.

Xu Jian and Qin Chen looked at Mustache differently now, waiting for his answer with bated breath.

However, under the watchful gaze of Qin Chen and Xu Jian, Mustache took a long while to take out something from the wide cuff of his Taoist robe; then finally took out his cell phone, and shook it at the two of them with a smile, “I almost collided with you. The divination is for the apology, as for the solution, that’s another price.”

Xu Jian & Qin Chen: “???”

The Mustache, who was originally wearing a Taoist robe, took out his cell phone that made Xu Jian feel a sense of full incongruity. When he finally reacted and looked down, he saw on his phone screen a clear payment code of a certain payment software in astonishment.

Xu Jian: “……”

It seems that he thought too much. This Mustache is either some kind of a great master who crossed over from ancient times or is just a modern person.

After a few seconds of bizarre silence, Qin Chen took the lead and asked, “How much is it?”

Mustache smirked and stretched out one finger.

Xu Jian wanted to say one hundred, but thinking about inflation now, he hesitantly asked, “One thousand?”

One thousand yuan is a bit expensive, but it’s barely acceptable.

Mustache smiled and shook his head.

Xu Jian frowned, “Do you want ten thousand?”

This is too expensive, why don’t you rip people off?

Mustache continued to shake his head, and slowly said, “One million.”

Xu Jian: “!!!”

One million?!!

Xu Jian almost jumped up when he heard this, and couldn’t help blurting out, “Why don’t you rob a bank?”

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