During filming, it’s a big taboo for someone other than the director to speak out.

So, everyone’s eyes turned to the source of the voice and saw Bo Yimo. He stood there, his brows cold, and his figure tall and slender, like a pine tree standing proudly between heaven and earth, exuding a cold and indifferent aura, as if a strong presence could be felt.

They wanted to strongly condemn this, as it seriously affected the filming schedule, but seeing him, they instantly chickened out!

The aura was too powerful!

They didn’t dare!

They had never seen an artist with such a strong aura, a presence emanating from a position of power that makes it hard to breathe, unattainably high.

But there was no word about Bo Yimo having any background; otherwise, he wouldn’t have come in through auditions.

Apparently, charisma is something innate, and they can’t learn it even if they tried!

Luo Feng had a good temper, was sensible, and Bo Yimo’s background wasn’t completely unknown to him, so he naturally took it seriously, "What’s going on?"

Bo Yimo responded blandly, "An actor changing the script unauthorizedly is disrespectful to the screenplay."

Changing the script unauthorizedly?

Who changed the script unauthorizedly?

Others didn’t understand, but Luo Feng did. He sighed and turned to Chu Bei, "Don’t change the script unauthorizedly in the future."

Chu Bei raised an eyebrow, justifying and assertive, "A reasonable addition to the script is to better express emotions. I believe the scene I added illustrates Shi Jing and Jiang Ning’s feelings, laying the groundwork for future events."

For a moment, Luo Feng thought it made a lot of sense. During filming, if it helps the film, changing the script is acceptable.

As a director, he welcomes such behavior.

However, Bo Yimo did not agree...

Bo Yimo looked at him directly, calm and unwavering, "It’s not reasonable."

Chu Bei seemed to challenge, "Only intimacy can express love."

Mr. Chu is really bold.

Seems like a strong opponent.

Somehow, Little Nine began to worry about the young master.

Bo Yimo’s voice was slightly cold, "Are you trying to challenge me?"

Chu Bei curled his lips, his eyes narrowing slightly with a hidden gleam, "How about a contest? Using her as the stake."

His finger suddenly pointed to Tong Yan.

The staff sensed the tension, an invisible bow drawn, the atmosphere so tense it was terrifying.

Wasn’t this their first meeting? How did it escalate to this?

What kind of grudge is this?

Suddenly called out, Tong Yan was baffled; what was happening, getting shot while lying down? She’s innocent!

Everyone’s eyes simultaneously turned to Tong Yan, did both of them have their eyes on her? So now they’re starting to compete?

The more they thought about it, the more it seemed possible; otherwise, how did it escalate for no reason?

Bo Yimo strode steadily to Tong Yan, lifted her chin, and kissed her lips in front of everyone.

Everyone was stunned; what kind of divine development is this now?

Is it a case of taking preemptive action?

After the kiss, Bo Yimo raised his head, his gaze sweeping around before finally landing on Chu Bei, "No need to compete, she’s mine in the first place."

Determined and domineering, as if declaring sovereignty.

That explains everything that happened just now. No wonder Bo Yimo stopped Chu Bei from adding to the script. Who would like to see their woman being kissed and hugged by someone else?

But this only applies to ordinary people; now within the entertainment circle, for the sake of acting, for fame, these things are quite normal and everyone is accustomed to them, so they generally consent by default.

Who knew they would encounter such a person, a once-in-a-century occurrence.