All My Acting Is Muscle Memory

[Sharp-tongued schemer + System + face-slapping + showbiz] [Mercenary + movie emperor] [One heroine]

Chen Xing, once the king of mercenaries known by the codename “Morningstar,” accidentally enters the entertainment industry in a bid to escape a troublesome label.

While other actors rely on green screens and stunt doubles, he scales walls and delivers blows that land with bone-crunching force.

While popular young stars recite their lines like “one, two, three, four, five,” a single look from him is enough to silence the entire set.

When a director asks him to play an assassin, the moves he casually comes up with become textbook examples. When asked to play a gangster, he just has to stand there to project the presence of a mighty army.

Assassins, the Mafia, master thieves, criminals, psychological consultants, forensic examiners... Wherever he goes, cases are sure to follow.

The police even join him on set, not to protect him, but to wait for him to slip up.

Fans: “His murders look so real! His acting is god-tier!”

Chen Xing: “That’s not acting. It’s muscle memory.”