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Chapter 47

The second female lead and the second male lead have scenes together, but they are not love scenes.

Guan Yuanzhou plays the role of Hao Xuelin, an upright character, a passionate young man who graduated from Beiping University, lurking beside the female spy chief Shi Yufeng, secretly passing on intelligence for the organization, and finally exposing his identity and being shot dead by Shi Yufeng.

This is not even the most tragic part. The most tragic thing is that Hao Xuelin is actually Shi Yufeng\'s own younger brother who she has been looking for all along. The siblings never recognized each other until death.

Not until the last moment of Shi Yufeng\'s life, when she learned the truth from her opponent, in utter despair she unleashed her viciousness, killed her superior with her own hands, and then committed suicide by shooting herself.

The tragic element of Shi Yufeng\'s character lies in that she showed all her coldness and viciousness to the audience, leaving only the last trace of softness in her heart for her brother. But her loved one was right in front of her, yet they were kept apart by her superiors, and they never recognized each other in the end.

After Hao Xuelin\'s identity was exposed, in order to pry open his mouth and extract intelligence from him, Shi Yufeng subjected him to extreme torture and torment, but Hao Xuelin didn\'t reveal a word until his death.

Until the moment before he was shot dead, badly injured and kneeling in the ice and snow, delirious, muttering something. Shi Yufeng thought he was finally willing to speak, so she went over with a gun, only to hear him murmur faintly, "Sister."

Shi Yufeng held the gun to his head, expressionless, and pulled the trigger.

She didn\'t know that the "Sister" he called out was her. Hao Xuelin also didn\'t know that this merciless female spy was the sister who used to hold him in her arms and gently rock him and hum songs when he was little.

So when she finally learned the truth, Shi Yufeng instantly collapsed, in excruciating pain.

From beginning to end, she was always an antagonist. Even at the end, when she killed her superior with her own hands, allowing the protagonist to narrowly escape with their lives, it still could not wash away the blood on her hands.

Swallowing the gun and committing suicide was the last scene she left for the audience.

Most importantly, this character was ruthless yet didn\'t speak much, had few lines and little expression, which undoubtedly reduced a lot of pressure for Song JinXing.

Although he had filmed commercials before, this was still his first time shooting a movie, so his performance was barely satisfactory. The always invincible academic star encountered his first Waterloo in life for the first time, sitting on set holding the script and doubting himself.

Zeng Mingsong didn\'t scold anyone, thinking it was because of what happened last night that affected his emotions, and gave him time to find his groove.

Fortunately, there were acting coaches who accompanied the crew on set, who could give direction at any time. This was also Zhong Ruanxing\'s idea. Nowadays, quite a few artists bring acting coaches when joining the crew, all in order to improve further, nothing to mock about.

The acting coaches could break down every scene and line, so a genius with superb memory like Song JinXing naturally learned even faster.

In the next few days, as he got used to the camera, he gradually entered the state.

Once in military uniform, long-legged with leather boots, wearing a military cap, his bare face without any makeup looked up to the sky, devoid of any extra expression, yet the deterrent force was undiminished, his gaze penetratingly icy, as if that female spy Shi Yufeng had come alive.

It excited the screenwriter to death: "This is exactly how Shi Yufeng looks in my mind! So beautiful it\'s frightening!"

This was exactly the aura Zeng Mingsong wanted. It was really hard for ordinary people to act it out, as if it was an innate dignity, which made him very satisfied.

Spy films naturally wouldn\'t lack gunfight scenes. Although the prop guns prepared by the crew looked very realistic, Song JinXing hadn\'t played with guns since returning to China. He picked it up and weighed it in his hand, tried the feel by pointing the gun and shooting.

The professional instructor who was next to him teaching Kou An\'an how to hold a gun brightened at the sight, and said to Kou An\'an: "Look at her, her stance holding the gun is very standard!"

Kou An\'an also felt the other party was awesome. She just couldn\'t get the knack no matter how she tried, so she decided to go over and ask for some tips.

But just as she took a step, she saw the other person frowning at the prop gun in her hand and walking toward the crew assistant.

The crew assistant was busy directing the staff to clear the location for the scenes to be filmed that afternoon. Song JinXing called out to him: "There\'s something wrong with this prop gun."

Seeing it was the major shareholder of the crew, the crew assistant didn\'t care about being busy anymore and hurriedly took it: "What\'s wrong? Did it misfire?"

Song JinXing pointed to the gun body: "This gun is modeled after the Type 52 semi-automatic pistol. The Type 52 was modeled after the German PPK. This model of gun should not appear in the storyline. Although the Type 52 was also issued to special agents at the time, according to the timeline of the story, the Type 52 hadn\'t been produced yet. What we should be using now is the Browning GP35 and the Colt M1911."

Crew assistant: ......Huh???

He didn\'t understand anything about guns at all, and was completely lost with the Type 52, Type 35, and 1911 talk.

On the other hand, the firearms instructor who had followed Kou An\'an over looked very excited: "She\'s right! This prop gun is modeled after the Type 52. You can\'t use this gun to shoot the film, it will be anachronistic. You have to change it to the Browning or Colt."

He was a professional instructor hired by the crew specifically to teach the actors firearms knowledge, so he was naturally very knowledgeable about guns. He just didn\'t expect that among this group of firearms novices, there was actually such an expert lurking!

The firearm instructor now looked at Song JinXing with a bit more enthusiasm.

The crew assistant finally understood: "Oh no! How could such a mistake happen! I\'ll go find the props team right away! Really, no attention to detail in their work!"

Song JinXing said, "The Type 52 was phased out very early on. At first it was only issued to special agents and military intelligence personnel, so few people know about it. It\'s understandable to make this mistake."

After the flustered crew assistant hurried off with the model gun, the firearms instructor immediately said enthusiastically: "Teacher Zhong, you\'re into guns too?"

Song JinXing nodded slightly: "Played for a period of time."

The firearms instructor rubbed his hands eagerly: "You\'re too modest, Teacher Zhong. To even recognize the Type 52, you\'re one of us! No wonder I thought your stance holding the gun was so standard, you\'re a veteran of the shooting range, right?"

As if having met a like-minded fellow enthusiast, Song JinXing was a bit more patient this time, and chatted with the firearms instructor for a few sentences.

Whether someone was an insider could be heard from a chat. After chatting for a few minutes, the firearms instructor discovered his knowledge about firearms was no less than his own, and was immediately interested: "Shall we compete?"

He was itching to give it a try, curious to see how good this person, who was so knowledgeable about firearms, was at shooting.

Of course model guns made by the props team couldn\'t compare in accuracy with real guns, but a simple target shooting contest was still possible. There just happened to be a shooting range on set. Anyway there were no scenes for him now, so Song JinXing also felt a little excited.

The news that the two were competing in target shooting quickly spread throughout the crew. It was almost lunchtime anyway, so Zeng Mingsong grandly declared that everyone could go watch the competition.

He had seen Song JinXing handling guns on the trial filming set, and had it in mind to show off, so he readily suggested: "Why don\'t you disassemble the guns into parts first, compete on assembling them from parts, whoever finishes assembling first shoots first, and compare the final results."

The firearms instructor was even more shocked: "You can assemble guns too?!" He had just been itching to play around, but now his competitive spirit was truly sparked: "Then let\'s do as Director Zeng suggested!"

Song JinXing disassembled the simulation gun for the contest brought by the props team. His expression was unhurried, but his hands moved swiftly.

The onlookers didn\'t even see clearly what he did, and that intact simulation gun had already been taken apart into scattered pieces all over the table.

He nodded slightly at the firearms instructor: "Ready."

This move instantly ignited the atmosphere. Guns were always mysterious and dangerous to ordinary people. "Zhong Ruanxing" just stood there so casually, and because it was break time, was just in military uniform without a military cap, long hair loosely tied at the back. The amazing beauty and aura made her seem as mysterious and dangerous as that gun.

At the side, Guan Yuanzhou was so excited his face turned red, waving his arm and shouting loudly: "Go for it, Sister Ruanxing!"