The Star-Crossed Path to Glory Chapter 1

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The sky was filled with smoke. Outside an ancient city, two armies were fighting, swords clashed, and screams were heard everywhere.

The soldier, covered in blood, raised his sword and slashed fiercely, while letting out a crazy and wild beast-like roar from his throat.

"Don't be so arrogant!"

As the two sides were fighting fiercely, a corpse lying in a pool of blood suddenly crawled up. His face was covered with dust. He looked at everything in front of him with a complicated expression, including confusion, anger, and determination...

After a moment, he pulled out a spear that was stuck in front of him and roared, apparently determined to fight his way out.

However, at this moment, a loud sound came from behind: "Click! Click! Click!"

"Who told you to get up?"

"You're dead, you know that!"

"Who hired this actor?"

The stagehand looked unhappy and trotted over to explain, "Director, he was introduced by Zhang Jin."

The director asked, "Which Zhang Jin?"

The crew looked around and didn't see anyone, so they said, "He's just a stunt double who worked with Yuan Heping in the filming of New Shaolin Temple."

Someone from the Yuan Clan? The director frowned slightly. Yuan Heping was the country's leading martial arts instructor and was very famous in the circle.

But he thought again, if Zhang Jin was from Yuan's troupe, why would he come to these small crews to make a living? He probably just happened to be a stunt double in one of Yuan Heping's films, and then used this as a capital to get involved in Hengdian.

To put it another way, even if Zhang Jin was from the Yuan family, the man in front of him was just a follower. Thinking of this, he snorted heavily and cursed: "Remember this in the future, don't let any random people into my crew!"

The groundskeeper responded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, there won't be a next time."

After the director finished his lecture, he saw that the man was still standing there, and he became even more angry. So he stood up from his seat, walked over, pointed at his nose and scolded him: "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and move..."

But he had only said half of the word "get out" when he met the man's eyes. He was stunned and exhaled short and spasmodic, as if he was nailed there.

In those sharp eyes, there was a hint of a tiger with bared fangs and a cold light flashing, which made people shudder.

In a flash, the man opened his eyes wide, with a look of disbelief on his face, and fell down.

"Fengxian!"

Zhang Jin, who had just returned from the bathroom, saw this scene and immediately rushed into the set.

"director?"

At the same time, the stagehand also trotted forward, waved at Zhang Jin and shouted, "Get him out of here quickly."

Zhang Jin immediately took off Ethan Chase's armor, helped him out of the set, put him down against the wall not far away, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Ethan Chase turned his eyes away from the set and murmured, "Am I dreaming?"

Zhang Jin was speechless, and said with a sullen face: "Are you still asleep? Alas... Do you know that you cost me 14 yuan for a pack of Liqun? Now that you are in the group, you should act well."

Ethan Chase had a complicated expression, and he opened and closed his mouth several times. After about half a minute, he sighed and said, "Go away, and let me be quiet for a while."

Zhang Jin didn't know what to say. His stomach started to churn again, so he said, "Then you take a good rest here. When I come back from the toilet, I'll take you to apologize to the director."

However, Ethan Chase could no longer hear what he said. At this moment, two completely different memories were constantly merging in his mind.

He was Ethan Chase, the most powerful general in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. In the third year of Jian'an, Cao Cao's army arrived at the city of Xia Pi. He fought at night with lamplight, thinking about the strategy to repel the enemy. Unexpectedly, he fell asleep in a daze, but when he opened his eyes again, his soul had flown away for more than 1,800 years.

His name is Lu Fengxian. He is an orphan. After running away from the orphanage, he joined the Shuchuan Wushu Team to learn martial arts. Now he is an extra in Hengdian with his senior brother Zhang Jin.

this...

is it possible?

"Kill!"

From under the low city wall in front came the shouts of soldiers charging into battle, sounding so familiar yet so strange.

After being stunned for a long time, Ethan Chase sighed, quickly composed himself, and began to look around.

The place where I am currently is called Hengdian Film and Television City. It was built two years ago and is the largest film and television shooting base in China.

My identity is an extra, a so-called multiplayer actor, an insignificant role in a play.

Although it seems like there is freedom and money to be made, it is actually not as easy as imagined. Most of the extras can be summed up in two words: "miserable".

I have to get up at 4 or 5 in the morning every day and go to the Actors Guild to wait for the crew to recruit people.

If there is work, the daily salary ranges from 15 to 30 yuan. If there is no work, it is normal to be idle for ten days or half a month.

"Cuckoo, cuckoo..."

At this time, his stomach sent out a signal of hunger, and in his new memory, Ethan Chase had not harvested anything for nearly half a month, and had not eaten dinner for several days in a row. He had not eaten breakfast for many years and only had one meal at noon.

We spent the entire morning shooting a war scene today, with all the riding, hacking and fighting, and repeated movement. I was completely exhausted.

He stood up by holding onto the wall behind him, and after he had steadied himself, he tore open his muddy costume and took out the money from his inner pocket.

One cent,

50 cents,

piece,

A stack of banknotes seemed very thick, but after counting, there was only two yuan and eighty cents.

What can you do with this little money?

Ethan Chase put the money back into his pocket and suddenly thought of his senior brother Zhang Jin.

Even though he is just a stunt double or special actor for the actresses in the crew, he earns much more than the extras.

"Have you rested?"

Whoever you want will come. Zhang Jin came back from the toilet and patted his shoulder twice, saying, "Let's go and apologize to the director. This job is not easy to come by. You must cherish it and don't be careless all day long."

Ethan Chase didn't want to go at first, but when he thought about the 60 yuan a day that this group of special agents earned, he had to get the money back.

"Why did you bring him here? Do you think the director hasn't scolded me enough?" The stagehand saw the two people coming and hurried forward to stop them. If he had known that the person he recommended was a fool, he would not have been greedy for the ten dollars and a pack of cigarettes.

"Brother Liu, this was Fengxian's first time as a group special agent. He got so excited that he couldn't control himself. I'll take him to apologize to the director." Zhang Jin politely explained the reason.

"I don't care how many times it has happened. The director is very angry and the consequences are serious. He won't even pay you in a while. Go away." The stagehand drove them away.

Zhang Jin opened his mouth to say something, but felt very powerless. As a stunt double, he had no say at all.

Honestly speaking, if the coach hadn't asked him to take care of this junior fellow student, there would be no need for him to beg people for help by being so humble and fawning.

Ethan Chase spoke up at this time, looking at the stage manager with a squint, and said, "Pay me today's wages."

When the groundskeeper heard this, he laughed and said sarcastically, "Do you know how many people's time and energy your behavior just now wasted? I'm letting you off the hook by not asking you to pay. Do you still want money?"

Ethan Chase was unmoved, and simply said, "Not necessarily. At most, we need to reshoot three or five more scenes. Besides, I finished the filming normally."

The groundskeeper was so angry at these words that he laughed and said impatiently, "Get out, get out now."

Ethan Chase narrowed his eyes, grabbed his arm, squeezed it hard, and asked word by word: "Wages...pay or not?"

"Let go of me now!" The stagehand screamed in pain, tears welling up in his eyes. He tried to pull his hand back, but it felt like his arm was clamped by a pair of pliers, and he couldn't move at all.

"Fengxian, don't be impulsive. Let's talk it over nicely." Zhang Jin was very anxious and quickly tried to dissuade him.

"Hit someone..." The attendant was about to call for help, but suddenly met Ethan Chase's murderous eyes. Thinking that these martial artists were not easy to mess with, a good man would not suffer a loss in front of him, so he changed his words and said, "Let me go, I'll get married."

Upon hearing this, Ethan Chase let him go.

After being released, the staff rubbed his red arm, then slowly took out a stack of money from his pocket, counted out fifty yuan and handed it over.

Ethan Chase did not reach out to take it, but smiled and said, "I remember it was not sixty?"

The stage manager blurted out, "Ten dollars is for introduction..."

As soon as he said this, he felt a chill on his back. He didn't dare to continue and quickly counted out another ten dollars.

Ethan Chase took the money and said with a smile, "Thank you."

After getting the money, he took off his blood-stained costume and threw it to the stage manager, then left without looking back.

Zhang Jin sighed and said to the staff, "Brother Liu, I am really sorry for what happened today. I will apologize to you another day... another day."

After saying that, he turned around and chased after Ethan Chase.

"Tsk!" A sinister look flashed across the eyes of the stage manager. He spat at the two people's backs as they left, cursing, "Fcuk it, let's wait and see!"