Wen Bing asked, "If he asks you to make a movie, you’ll definitely do it, right?"

"Of course," Zhou Yun said, "Do you know why so many actors want to work with these world-class masters? Admiration is one thing, but another crucial point is that when you work with these masters, you often discover a side of yourself that has never been explored before. You have that ability, not to mention ’Life’, when making ’Female Assassin’, I’m often tormented by you, shooting a single shot ten or twenty times, and the final result is something I never imagined. Before filming ’Female Assassin’, I thought I was playing a very reclusive, cold assassin wandering at the edge of the world. But once I started creating this character, I slowly felt her vitality, especially every time you repeatedly made me reshoot a scene. Those very detailed places, after filming, I suddenly realized all my actions came from my imagination of this character, and my imagination was entirely based on my emotional and cognitive logic. But this means that the character I play is very much like myself."

Wen Bing said, "The role of Qiu Qian, the female assassin, is originally very much like you. When I wrote this character, I was integrating your image into it."

"It’s not the same thing. What I mean is that, actually, the reason film is film isn’t it because it’s about dreaming or about condensing another person’s life within a short two hours? Different people’s logic always has places that differ from others. I thought I was creating different characters: cold, optimistic, or neurotic. But there’s one point I’ve always overlooked. The cold character I created also represents Zhou Yun’s coldness, the optimistic character also represents Zhou Yun’s optimism. Actually, these are just different aspects of a person’s character, but their character logic remains the same. The real difference is a change even in character logic.

Wen Bing pondered for a moment, then said, "I’ve never thought about it like this. I just sit behind the monitor screen watching your performances. Before you perform, the image of your performance has already emerged in my mind, and if the actual performance doesn’t match my imagination, I’ll have you redo it."

"So, you’re the genius. You know what you want even before filming," Zhou Yun said.

The two sat down at a corner cafe.

The canopy blocked out the sunlight.

This ancient city is filled with tourists.

There are also some Chinese here.

Zhou Yun and Wen Bing sitting at the corner drinking coffee attracted some attention.

Wen Bing noticed these gazes and said, "Looks like someone is about to ask you for a photo."

Zhou Yun said, "Do you mind taking a photo with them?"

Wen Bing said, "I’d rather not. If they ask about Lucia, I wouldn’t know how to respond."

Zhou Yun also deeply agreed.

The romance between Wen Bing and Lucia was recently reported back home, drawing a lot of attention.

They broke up shortly after, which seems quite strange.

Zhou Yun raised his coffee, "Since that’s the case, let’s leave quickly and find a quieter place."

Before the fans recognized Zhou Yun, they left this crowded street corner and entered a bookstore.

But this bookstore had no meaning for either of them.

They couldn’t understand the written words here.

Zhou Yun said, "Why did we run in here? Let’s find another place."

"Wait," Wen Bing called Zhou Yun.

"What’s up?" Zhou Yun asked in surprise, "Do you actually want to browse here?"

"No, look over there," Wen Bing said.

He gestured with his chin toward the corner of the bookstore.

The bookstore wasn’t crowded, people were standing by the shelves browsing, and in the corner, a couple was kissing.

"Hmm? Is that Sister Yeng?" Zhou Yun recognized the woman embraced by the tall man as Zeng Yeng.

Wen Bing let out a cold laugh.

"I wondered why she’s suddenly so generous to give the whole crew a vacation, turns out it’s to meet her boyfriend here." He took out his phone.

Zhou Yun was surprised and stopped him.

"What do you plan to do?"

"I’m going to take a photo and send it to Yao Yuanfeng. Let him see what the producer he trusts is up to," Wen Bing sneered, "She speaks so righteously about romances in the crew, how can she call her boyfriend here during filming for a date?"

"Hold on."