Ten Kingdoms: I Help Datang Finish the Project

When I traveled back to Yang Wo, I had just been working as a bit player in Hengdian for five years. In the past five years, I have played the role of an emperor, a eunuch, a powerful minister who could not survive more than three episodes, a famous general who went into battle to fight, and a corpse who just called it a day. In five years, I learned how to cry like it's real, how to smile like it's fake, how to kneel down and talk while still making people think you're standing. The fourth day of Yang Xingmi's funeral. I traveled back in time to Yang Wo who had just finished playing polo, and Zhou Yin came to persuade him: "Stop playing, eldest son." I said, "Sir, you are right. I was ignorant before." Zhou Yin was stunned - he didn't know that I had said this eight times, and every time I finished saying it, the camera would cut away. In front of the mourning hall, I knelt down and cried bitterly, vowing to change my mind. Some cried, some were silent, and some sneered. I know who is sneering - Xu Wen, Zhang Hao, Zhao Kuangning. That night, I went to see Xu Wen and said respectfully: "Xu Gong, you are my Zhuge Liang." Xu Wen smiled. I laughed too. Five years of being a part-timer taught me one thing: A play must be performed until the last moment before it is completed.