Supremely Talented Tyrant

"Young Master Liu, did you hear me clearly?" asked the director irritatedly when he noticed Liu Yufan zoning out.

"Alright, alright, stop nagging and let's get started," Liu Yufan replied impatiently.

"Oh, okay."

The director agreed with a stiff expression, but a surge of anger welled up inside him. He thought, Isn't he just a lucky star who rose to fame? What's so great about that? Sooner or later, someone will deal with you!

Unbeknownst to him, the person who would deal with Liu Yufan was already among the group of extras.

"The extras are ready," announced the assistant director.

At that moment, when the assistant director was checking the headcount, he was stunned, "Why are there two extra people?"

Hao Jian and Heigui were both startled, thinking it was bad news.

"Assistant director, have you finished organizing? We're waiting to start shooting!" the director blurted out, furious.

"Forget it, let's just move on. Make sure to be focused," urged the assistant director quickly.

Meanwhile, Hao Jian signaled to Heigui, letting him know to take action when the time was right and to remember to sabotage when possible.

Heigui responded with a look that said, don't worry, I will definitely make his life miserable!

"Camera, lights, actors, take your positions, action!" the director yelled.

"I planted this tree, I opened this road. If you want to pass, pay the road tax!" The bandit leader shouted at Liu Yufan.

"But, but I don't have a penny on me," Liu Yufan feigned weakness.

"No money? You dare to come this way with no money? Brothers, beat him up!" the bandit leader commanded, and the actors started hitting Liu Yufan with their props.

However, everyone was just mock fighting and only lightly hit him a few times.

But when it was Heigui's turn, he secretly switched to an iron rod while no one was paying attention and struck Liu Yufan's head hard!

"Damn it, who the hell hit me?" Liu Yufan immediately howled in pain, holding his head, his face contorted with rage.

The blow had left him completely dazed, his vision still blurry.

Hearing this, the director became upset, "Young Master Liu, hadn't I already told you that this is a fight scene? How can it be a fight scene without hits?"

"I fucking know it's a fight scene, but who the hell hit me with an iron rod?"

Liu Yufan said furiously, wondering if this was still acting or something real.

"Iron Rod? That's impossible, all the props are made of hollow wood," the director expressed his disbelief, his face filled with confusion.

"Bullshit, if it was hollow wood, wouldn't I be able to tell? Look at my head, it's swollen into a huge bump!"

Liu Yufan angrily pointed at his own head, and everyone could clearly see a small swollen area there.

With this, the director sternly demanded, "Which one of you used the iron rod? Step forward!"

The extras looked at each other and then shook their heads.

Heigui, blending in with the extras, naturally would not admit it and shook his head faster than anyone else.

"Assistant director, check it out!" the director ordered, also impatient, thinking just how much trouble Liu Yufan could cause.

The assistant director checked around, but found that all the actors were holding the hollow wood props they had prepared in advance, and there definitely wasn't the iron rod that Liu Yufan mentioned.

"Young Master Liu, they're all holding the props arranged by our crew, there's no iron rod you mentioned. Could you have been mistaken?" Hao Jian asked with a smile.

"Mistaken my ass, then what's this bump on my head? Are you fucking brain-dead? Blind?"

Liu Yufan was about to lose his mind; his head had swollen up so much, and this asshole still claimed it was a misunderstanding?

The director's face turned ugly as he was insulted like this by Liu Yufan; it was the first time he had ever been cursed at by an actor like this.

"Either you replace this whole batch of people, or I'm not acting!" Liu Yufan declared brazenly.

The director looked serious and said to the assistant director, "No choice then, change the crew."

Later, those extra actors glared angrily at Liu Yufan and left the filming site.

As an officer, Hao Jian began to roll up his sleeves, ready to enter the fray.

After the actors were replaced, there indeed had been no more problems. As the officers were supposed to enter, Hao Jian blended into the crowd, fighting the bandits and then kicked Liu Yufan while nobody was paying attention, making him kneel on the ground immediately.

"Cut, cut, cut," the director frowned and said.

"Young Master Liu, you are the Crown Prince. Even if you're scared, you can't kneel, do you understand? Who would like a protagonist who acts so cowardly?"

"I was fucking kicked down!" Liu Yufan retorted, feeling extremely wronged. Who the fuck wants to kneel? Someone was messing with him!

Immediately he glared at the group of extras, "Who kicked me? Step forward!"

Hao Jian and the extras shook their heads in unison.

"Alright, alright, you were kicked down, but please be careful not to be kicked again, alright? It delays our schedule, and if we run into troubles, you'll be responsible too, Young Master Liu. I assume you wouldn't want to breach your contract, would you?"

The director's attitude grew colder. Just now you said someone hit you with a rod, now you're saying someone kicked you. If your acting isn't good, don't make excuses.

"I..." Liu Yufan was so angry he didn't know what to say.

Heigui watched dumbfoundedly and thought to himself that Hao Jian was really clever, undermining Liu Yufan without leaving traces, making him more brilliant than himself.

"Come on, everyone back to your places, let's take it from the top!" Hao Jian shouted.

Having experienced it twice before, Liu Yufan was on his guard this time, watching those extras closely to see who was really playing dirty.

But before he could look further, he was hit on the head with a rod, and became dizzy immediately, then Hao Jian started punching and kicking him like he was beating a thief!

"Stop, stop, stop." The director was furious and exclaimed, "You're an officer, not a bandit. Why are you hitting him?"

"Isn't he a bandit?" Hao Jian scratched his head, pretending to be confused.

"He's the Crown Prince, man!" The director was almost in tears, couldn't you see he was wearing Brocade Clothes? Discover hidden tales at empire

"Oh, sorry, my mistake." Hao Jian apologized sincerely.

"Forget it, let's start over!"

The director sat back down, thinking to himself, was Liu Yufan his bad luck charm? Normally, such scenes would be done in one take, but today they couldn't get it right even after several tries.

"Fuck this!"

Liu Yufan roared loudly and suddenly lifted his head, revealing a face that had swelled up like Pig Head Three.