In 2000, Hengdian. I was reborn, still a lowly production assistant.
In my previous life, I was a stunt double for a superstar. I broke my leg in a fall, and no one even remembered my name. This time around...
A ten-foot platform, a 720-degree twist, and a landing without a wobble.
Liu Tianwang asked me, “Are you Jet Li’s student?”
I said, “No, I’m your dad.”
The whole film crew went crazy.
But that was only the beginning.
I’m a master of ten fields, maxed out in every one: acting, singing, martial arts, directing, screenwriting, special effects, music, dance, editing, and variety shows.
I secretly sang for the God of Song, then exposed him lip-syncing on the spot.
I took on ten programs by myself at the Spring Festival Gala, and the whole country watched on its knees.
I wrote military songs and received the rank of general. I made cop-and-robber blockbusters and received the rank of chief police inspector.
Everything I do serves just one goal:
To turn this rundown little county town of Hengdian into the world’s entertainment capital, one that leaves Hollywood in the dust.
The day the Big Six studios surrendered, a Hollywood reporter asked me why.
I said, “No particular reason. This city was built by me, Chen Mo.”
From stunt double to emperor: one man, one city, one era.
