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Hi, RBS! 🫶 I wasn't around when DD filmed Intercross/Mermaid, and I wanted to ask you, dear seasoned turtle: I've seen rumors that filming was extremely harsh on DD (freezing water, vocal cord injury, etc.), and during ETU1 he explicitly says it was a miserable experience. Ppl also say Cheng Er's directing style is abusive toward actors (even during Hidden Blade). Is there any basis for these claims, or is it turtles being a bit overprotective, like we sometimes tend to do? Thank you!!! 💛💛💛
Hi ilovealonelystar! Hope you're well! 😊
Ah, the "Cheng Er is a monster" thing again... *sigh*
I've seen these rumors too. Claims that Cheng Er's methods are abusive and exploitative, that he 'damaged' DD when working on Hidden Blade, and again when working on Mermaid. That he put DD through so much agony that DD basically quit the industry and walked away from filming entirely for years on end, because he was so traumatized.
BS. Utter BS.
In my opinion.
DD's 'hiatus'
First of all, we cannot attribute DD's break from acting to Cheng Er or to Mermaid.
He's been wanting a break for years. He said so himself that he was burning out on acting and on being a star. He wanted to live a free, casual life, to be an ordinary person, to pursue other interests that he's never had time to pursue.
He loves climbing, he loves racing. He loves nature and camping and hiking and exploring the world. He loves challenging himself and pushing his limits.
He hates being the subject of attention all the time. He hates being followed, photographed, yelled at in public, creeped on and stalked. This is something we've known about him for years - long before Cheng Er even entered his life.
And I feel the need to say, with all due respect to those who believe this slander about Cheng Er, that attributing a major life decision like 'taking a long break from the industry' to the actions of someone else rather than to DD's own personal autonomy and initiative is not only defamatory to Cheng Er, it's insulting to DD.
DD is the one behind the wheel of his life. No one else.
And I prefer not to frame DD's choices in the way some fans have. I don't view DD's life over the past couple years as 'a break from his acting career', I view it as, 'DD's life, where he is focusing on what is currently a priority for him'.
Acting is only one part of his life. He has many other facets, interests and pursuits. The fact that he's being authentically himself and just doing what he wants to do - that's very much part of who he is. I think it's to be celebrated.
"But I've 'heard things' about Cheng Er..."
Of course! People always believe they've 'heard things' about anyone they have chosen to attack. That's the entire purpose of rumors - to sow negativity, to tarnish reputations, and to direct hatred toward a target. Dark PR, antis, etc. are exceptionally good at weaponizing fans against whatever it is they want to take down.
But even the most casual examination shows some serious flaws in the logic of these claims about Cheng Er.
There's never any source for these rumors. They seem to bubble up lazily from the bloated underbelly of the internet, expelled like so much hot air from a posterior region. Nothing trackable or verifiable, just a 'vibe'.
Cheng Er's sets are some of the most locked down, private, impervious sets in the entire industry. It can rarely be verified where or even if filming took place, let alone what might have happened on set. The idea that somehow magically these stories emerged... it's just not credible at all.
These rumors directly contradict everything we know about Cheng Er's reputation as a director, and everything that the actors he's worked with - including DD - have said about him.
Tony Leung is a highly celebrated legendary actor who has worked with some of the greatest directors in the industry, and he could take his pick of almost anyone on the planet to work with. He will only work with directors based on how he feels around them. He needs to feel safe, he needs to feel a sense of trust.
He chose to work with Cheng Er.
He's also one of the most introverted, reticent celebrities out there, yet when asked about what it was like to work with Cheng Er he had a lot of positive things to say about the experience. He said he enjoyed the professionalism of the cast and crew, he appreciated the quality of Cheng Er's work and his calm, quiet manner, and he found the collaboration, "very enjoyable and pleasant" and the filming process, "a very happy experience."
Most telling, he said, "I think this is just the beginning, and I hope to have the opportunity to work with the director again in the future."
Let me just say, if a talent like Tony Leung wants to work with you, if he appreciates the quality of your work, and especially if he wants to work with you a second time - you're absolutely doing something right.
Wang Chuanjun appeared in Cheng Er's film The Wasted Times in 2016, and chose to work with him a second time in Hidden Blade. In a Sina Finance interview he described working with Cheng Er warmly, and described the director's process as one that helped actors grow and improve.
"Ever since 'The Wasted Times,' I've felt that this kind of creative process is really helpful for me, and after so many years, getting another chance to refine things makes me feel really, really lucky."
"During the process, everyone keeps going through pain, then trying again, and then seeing themselves improve bit by bit, and going back to sleep feeling really happy and satisfied. The next day, you go through the same thing all over again.
"Every day you grow a little bit, just a little bit. When I talked to Yibo about this, he said the same thing. He said filming 'Hidden Blade' was very typical. The process was really painful, but every day after it was over, thinking back made him feel so happy."
Despite the fact that Cheng Er has only released a handful of films, he's been able to attract top talent. That reflects the reputation of a well-respected director who artists want to work with.
Cheng Er's approach
Cheng Er isn't just a filmmaker, he's an artist. He writes, directs and even edits his own work, and is very meticulous about every aspect of his films, including casting.
And before people accuse him of being a control freak or of micro-managing, let me add that this is the approach of a creator who is expressing an artistic vision through a particular voice. Much like other 'auteur' (as much as I hate that word) directors such as the Coen Brothers or Wong Kar Wai, he has a specific vision that he is trying to bring to life.
It's for this reason that he will film the same scene over and over again - to capture the perfect moments, and to give himself options during editing. It's why he is so 'method' in some of his approach, wanting actors to be fully immersed and in the right headspace. It's why he maintains such a quiet and protective set.
Even when marking a scene or calling cut, he does it quietly and calmly after waiting a few beats, to ensure that he's not pressuring or startling the actors, or breaking the mood.
Cheng Er's entire philosophy as a director is about immersing the performers in the era, mood and scene, and about protecting that immersion and giving them the space and freedom to embody a performance. As he said in an interview,
"I try to let actors perform in a relaxed state. I never directly tell them how to act or move. I like to first see how the actors think and feel, and how they deliver their lines and interpret the role, and then make adjustments. I try my best to create a calm environment that's easy for everyone to focus in."
He also deliberately creates a quiet set with minimal crew present during filming to ensure the atmosphere is safe for the performers. As he said in a Sohu interview:
"Because actors are different from other crew members, the profession requires them to directly contribute their bodies and facial features. On set, their emotions are the most vulnerable and most in need of attention and protection."
"I feel that throughout the entire filming period, eighty percent of all my work was about maintaining and protecting the emotions of every actor."
Does this sound like a monstrous taskmaster to you?
The role of personality
As an autistic person with a flat affect (I don't tend to have a lot of facial expressions), I often feel a certain protectiveness toward people like Cheng Er (and DD), who have a similar affect and tend to be misunderstood as a result.
One thing that's always said about Cheng Er is that he's quiet, thoughtful, meticulous, and careful with his words. Tony Leung described him as being 'very polite, with the manners of a scholar'.
People who are like this - who are very task/ideas-focused and calm and who don't engage in a lot of performative social pleasantness - frequently get penalized for it, and cast as 'unfriendly', 'angry', 'intimidating' or even 'harsh' no matter how genuinely happy, open-hearted or well-wishing they may be*.
*Ask me how I know! 😑
People who are more relationship-focused and extroverted, and who present themselves as aggressively friendly, charming, and comedic tend to undergo much less social scrutiny and criticism.
Don't take my word for it
You've heard a fair bit about Cheng Er here, and about why I don't think he's a cruel man or an abusive director, but don't take my word for it - take a look at what DD himself has said:
About Cheng Er's direction:
He told me what needed to be done, how to complete it, what kind of acting to draw from, and which direction was more accurate. The director always explained everything very clearly. The director truly respects every staff member, respects his own work, and respects the film. Then there's care. I think the director's protection and concern for actors is something I've never seen before. He cares deeply about the actors' feelings, helping them calm down and prepare their emotions without any distractions. There's no need to worry about whether everyone is still waiting for me to prepare. That's the kind of environment the set is.
(source)
About Cheng Er's influence:
I think Director Cheng Er gave me a good start. He asked me not to "act" but to subtract. In fact, I am very grateful to the director for cultivating such a good habit in me.
(source)
I said at the (Golden Rooster Award) nomination and commendation ceremony that I was very grateful to the director for helping me with the film, but I might have been a little nervous on stage at that time. In fact, what I wanted to say was that it was not just in "Hidden Blade", but it also helps me a lot outside the theater, whether it's the aesthetics of movies, music, or art. He told me that if you see too many good things, you will know what is bad.
(source)
👨: My understanding is that in addition to the cooperative relationship between director and actor, Director Cheng Er also has a kind of appreciation and support for you.
WYB: Well, yes, it can be understood that the director is teaching me like a teacher, he is my mentor and helpful friend.
(source)
"I think the director's protection and concern for actors is something I've never seen before" and "he is my mentor and helpful friend."
I believe DD over a bunch of fans who weren't in the room and have no direct knowledge of what DD's experience has been with Cheng Er.
Being a fan isn't always easy
One thing I can say about celebrity fandom is, take everything extreme that you hear with a huge grain of salt. I'm not saying that bad things don't ever happen (c-ent can be scary!😥), but I urge people to evaluate things rationally and not get carried away by wild tales. It's worthwhile to instead carefully examine and evaluate the evidence, think critically, and engage in intellectual self-defense.
Fans can be... (I typed and deleted so many times here lol)... they can be unreasonable, excessive, overly emotional, irrational, and quick to jump to conclusions. It's just the truth. I'm not saying that to be a dick, nor am I claiming to be free from these faults myself, it's just...
Too much in fandom seems to be the product of:
exaggerated or heavily biased story (often manipulatively framed by external forces in order to instigate fans)
+ vague yet tantalizing rumors
+ rabid overprotectiveness
+ obsessive devotion
+ highly emotional overinterpretation
+ in-group social contagion/solidarity stoking things higher
= extreme behavior, slanderous narratives, and single-minded reactions that are vastly disproportionate to what might have actually happened, or to any possible 'harm' that might have been done.
It's something I've often found frustrating about fandom. Fans often show little restraint, and it can be very difficult to have a rational, measured discussion about a topic once it's caught fire.
Thankfully the Cheng Er claims haven't reached that point (at least, not yet - let's hope it never does), but it frustrates me to see so many people show such an eagerness to attack and malign the close colleagues of their favorite celebrity.
I've seen similar with the hate fans have always had for YH and Du Hua.
DD (rightfully) inspires a lot of love and devotion in people. He's truly special, and he has so many qualities that endear him to people who love him. He's clever, he's goofy, he's forthright, he's just so damn good 🥲. And he is inspiring. He never gives up. He's easy to cheer for.
It's true that at times he's been badly mistreated and underestimated by the industry and by haters. I won't even repeat most of what's said about him. It should die on the lips of those who speak it.
His history is often held against him, as someone who didn't take the 'acceptable' path of getting a degree from a reputable university, or of kissing the right rings, etc., and there are people who frankly can't stand to see him earn status and respect, exhibit real talent and skill, or be as successful as he is, because it challenges their (ironically incredibly small-minded, unintelligent) bigotry.
People capitalize on this bigotry to try to take him down, and he deals with a tremendous amount of abuse/cyberbullying - and always has.
But most of that abuse comes from shrimps fans of other artists who have devoted their lives to attacking DD and to being heinous creeps rather than dedicating themselves to being good people with morally and intellectually consistent perspectives, who live the values they claim to hold.
In the industry DD has actually got a lot of backing and support, and YH - despite all the hate it gets - has been a powerful ally to him. He has won over many influential people in the industry as well - just through his own personality, sweetness and good works.
In other words, he's not as much of an underdog as a lot of fans seem to think. There's no need to constantly paint him as a victim who needs protection. We should all know DD enough by now to know he'd absolutely hate that kind of thing.
The real evidence
DD is at the level in his career/life where he has a hell of a lot of control over his choices and over the direction he takes.
Fans should take a close look at those choices and learn from them.
DD renewed with YH not once, but twice. DD worked a second time with Cheng Er, travelled extensively with him scouting locations for Mermaid, included him very prominently in his Exploring the Unknown series, did Hidden Blade road shows and promotional events for Hidden Blade with Cheng Er where it was blatantly obvious they have a very close, powerful relationship of mutual trust and respect.
People who think there's any credibility at all to claims of abuse from Du Hua, or from Cheng Er, or from Rocco Lui, or from Da Peng - or from anyone else in his career or life (is there ANY project he's been a part of where fans haven't cooked up this kind of anti narrative toward everyone involved?) - do not need to investigate scandalous rumors, do not need to dig into the person's history or background, do not need to follow melons.
GQ MOTY 2022 - DD with Rocco Lui and Cheng Er (he really surrounds himself with 'monsters').
All they need to do is look at DD, see his behavior toward those people, see who he chooses to work with, who he ties his projects and life to, who he clearly trusts, and the truth will become abundantly clear.
DD is a no-bullshit guy. He calls the shots in his life - he's worked really hard to get to a place where he can do that. He knows what he wants, he knows who he likes, and he does what is best for him.
I trust him to manage his life, his career, his projects and his associations. If he's working extremely closely with someone, there is - in my mind - absolutely zero chance that the person is abusive or exploitative toward him.
End of story.
A final note
I said this back when the whole Golden Rooster nomination controversy was swirling in the fandom and I'm going to say it again now:
"A rising tide lifts all boats."
It's in DD's best interests that the people and projects he is connected to are respected, championed and supported by fans! This should be self-evident.
Fans should be exceptionally cautious about rumors, especially ones that would tend to turn them against someone or something that DD is connected to. Often that's precisely what these scandals are crafted to do. Fan behavior can harm or even kill the future of a project.
Mermaid is a highly anticipated project, one that is going to get a lot of attention, and which is likely to bring DD to even higher levels of respect in the industry.
I do not think it's an accident at all that it has been surrounded by negative stories from the very start.
C-ent can be a very cutthroat industry, and top talent is constantly under attack, their projects are under attack, their associates are under attack. And there is no cheaper, easier, more readily accessible weapon than overprotective fans with something to prove.
I've seen this time and time and time again.
Refuse to be instigated! Refuse to believe unsubstantiated rumors! Refuse to turn against DD's projects and colleagues!!
Or everyone can do what they want, but this is my perspective on things.
Related posts:
Check out my 'hidden blade' tag for all my posts about the film, including interviews and discussions about the process and about working with Cheng Er. My 'mermaid' tag covers all my posts about that production.
A detailed explanation of why I feel that fan hate towards colleagues of GG and DD is misguided and harmful.
Something I kind of disagree with when it comes to the Assassin's Creed franchise is that a lot of people don't like the stuff that takes place in the modern day.
Yes, the main appeal is what happens in the past but the stuff going on with Desmond Miles in the first three games was actually interesting to me and the corporate espionage in Assassin's Creed IV: Black Flag, for all its faults, intrigued me because I wanted to know what was going on with the Sage and Juno because Juno was built up to be such an important character in the modern day only for them to kill her off in the comics just so they could focus on the assassins in the past.
I'll be the first to admit, the main reason I didn't like the Assassin's Creed movie was because of the modern day stuff but the difference between that and the games was the in the games there was this whole thing going on with Abstergo, Juno, and Desmond Miles only for all of that to get shafted and in the movie the modern day stuff was the main focus and I couldn't tell you what was going on in that Squid Game ass plot and even less what was going on in the past because there was barely anything.
And I'm not gonna be one of those people who complains about things but barely suggests any way to fix them so what I would have done is either have kept to what they were doing in the original trilogy but with Desmond's son, Elijah, to bring what they did in the comics to the games or have used a game like Watch Dogs to tie in what was going on at Abstergo to the plot while keeping the main appeal of travelling to the past in the main series.
I thought it would make sense..since Raiders is Salmonid centered…to have the best Salmonids ever in the game..
If you’re wondering why their colors are a little different— it’s because I imagine that when Salmonids from Inkadia travel to the Spirhalite Islands and hang there for a while, they get a sorta pseudo-tan.
Summary: Jacob has a thing for the newest member of the London assassin brotherhood. His way of flirting with them is by sparring. He may, or may not be jealous of their double hidden blades as well.
A/n: still late as usual with this Codextober stuff, but here ya go. Also tried to edit this so it could be as gender neutral as possible! Sorry for any mistakes, I’m still new to this.❤️
The stale air in the Rook's training room was thick with the scent of old leather, sweat, and the faint, metallic tang of dried blood.
Jacob Frye leaned against an old wooden pillar, arms crossed over his chest, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched them. (Y/n). The newest addition to their London Brotherhood was a whirlwind of lethal grace, a storm in a deceptively small package.
What truly captivated him, and what sent a green-eyed flicker of envy through his otherwise confident demeanor, were the twin bracers on their forearms. Two hidden blades.
While his own single blade was a trusted, deadly extension of his deadly body, (Y/n)’s duality was a pure symphony of destruction.
They had moved like a viper, one blade feinting while the other struck, a constant, overlapping threat that was as beautiful as it was terrifying. He admired (Y/n)’s skill, yes, but damn it, he was jealous.
He pushed off the pillar, his boots making soft thuds on the old floorboards.
"You know, (Y/n), love," he began, his voice a low, casual drawl, "All that dancing about with dummies is well and good, but they don't hit back."
He watched (Y/n) finished their hit, plunging both blades into the straw-stuffed torso of a practice dummy before turning to him, rolling their eyes at his antics.
A single, perfect eyebrow arched over an amused, dark eye. "Is that an offer, Mr. Frye? Or are you just tired of being wall decoration?"
"An offer," he confirmed, confidently striding towards the small makeshift sparring ring, keeping his cool. "A bit of a proper tussle. Keep you on your toes."
What he meant was, I want to feel the energy crackle between us again. I need an excuse to get close to you.
A slow, seductive smile spread across (y/n)’s lips, and Jacob's heart gave a traitorous lurch. "I would be delighted to keep you on your toes, Jacob."
They slid into the ring, their confident movements fluid and utterly self-assured. The look in (Y/n)’s eyes made it clear that they knew exactly what this was about, and (Y/n) was more than willing to play his game.
Stay cool, Frye, he told himself, his pulse thrumming a frantic rhythm against his ribs, a feeling he had never felt before. He shrugged off his heavy leather coat, tossed it to the side, before placing his beloved top hat atop it. He rolled his shoulders, the strong muscles in his back shifting under his white shirt. He then undid the buttons, a calculated move, and pulled the shirt off, tossing it aside. He made sure to give them a good show. The humid air of the room felt good on his skin.
(Y/n)'s eyes roamed shamelessly over his bare torso, a glint of appreciation in their depths.
"Getting serious, are we?" (Y/n) purred, still admiring the man in front of them.
"Or just trying to distract me?"
"A smart man can do two things at once, love," he shot back, dropping into a brawler's stance.
They circled each other, a predator's dance. The first move was (y/n)’s, a lightning-fast lunge. The shing of their blades extending was music to his ears. He met (Y/n)’s advance, his own hidden blade snapping out, parrying her right-hand strike. The clang of steel on steel echoed in the room. But he wasn't prepared for their left blade, which slipped under his guard and sliced a shallow, stinging line across his ribs.
He grunted, more in surprise than pain, and jumped back. "Clever love."
"I have my moments," (Y/n) teased, a wicked grin on their face.
The air grew heavy, charged with more than just the promise of violence. Every block, every parry, brought them closer. His larger frame was an advantage in raw power, but (y/n)’s speed and two-pronged attack kept him constantly on the defensive.
Sweat beaded on his brow, trickling down his temples. He could smell the faint, floral scent of (y/n)’s perfume mixed with their own exertion, an intoxicating combination that fogged his senses and temporarily distracted him. He saw the fire in (y/n)’s eyes, the flush on her cheeks, and knew they felt it too. This wasn't just sparring; it was a conversation, a raw, physical flirtation.
Driven by a surge of adrenaline and a desperate need to impress (y/n), to show them his own brand of deadly prowess, Jacob confidently put everything into a single, powerful block. He lunged forward, aiming to catch both of (y/n)’s blades on his bracer and use his brute strength to disarm them.
Suddenly there was a sickening CRACK of stressed metal.
They both froze. (Y/n) looked down at their left arm. The blade, caught at an awkward angle by the sheer, overwhelming force of Jacob's attack, had snapped near the mechanism. A piece of the metal fell to the mat with a dull clink.
A beat of silence hung heavy between them. Jacob’s bravado vanished, replaced by a pang of guilt. "(Y/n), I—"
(y/n) didn't let him finish. Their eyes, narrowed and burning with renewed determination, snapped back to his. They didn't retreat, didn't complain. (y/n) simply shifted their stance, adapting instantly, (y/n)’s one remaining hidden blade held tight and ready. They weren’t backing down.
That, more than anything else, set his blood on fire, he loved it.
The fight resumed, but the dynamic had shifted. It was more fierce, more desperate.
He was driven by a mix of guilt and arousal; (y/n) was fueled by a fierce, unyielding pride. It became less about technique and more about will.
He finally saw an opening, sidestepped (y/n)’s lunge, and wrapped an arm around their waist, using his weight to tackle (y/n) to the ground.
They both landed with a thud on the padded mats, Jacob's larger body pinning (y/n)’s much smaller one. He was on top of her, his muscular forearms on either side of (Y/n)’s head, with their arms pinned above their head by him.
For a moment, all they did was breathe, their chests heaving together in sync, chest to chest, their sweat-slicked skin radiating heat. (y/n)’s hair was splayed around their head, their lips were parted, and her eyes were wide and wild with adrenaline and arousal.
"Looks like I win, love." he murmured into her ear, his voice husky. The proximity was dizzying. Neither wanted it to end.
(y/n)’s breath hitched. "This time, Frye," (Y/n) whispered, their gaze dropping to his lips. "You got lucky."
"Luck has nothing to do with it, love," he countered, leaning in closer until their noses were touching.
"We both know I'd win every time." He was teasing, pushing, wanting to see (y/n)’s reaction.
"But perhaps," he continued, his tone softening, "we could settle it over dinner. A proper date. No sparring, no broken equipment…or bones."
"I'll consider it," (y/n) said, their voice a low purr. "On one condition."
"Name it."
"You must have my blade fixed by dinner time."
He chuckled, the sound a low rumble in his chest. "Done, I know just the man."
He pushed himself up, offering (Y/n) his large hand. (y/n) took it, their fingers warm and small in his.
As he pulled (y/n) to their feet, he couldn't resist asking.
"Where did you learn to fight like that? With two blades. It's… remarkable, I haven’t seen anything like it."
(y/n) took a moment, dusting off their trousers before turning their attention to the broken bracer on her arm.
"My grandfather taught me. Before he passed."
"He must have been some man," Jacob admitted, picking up the broken shard of steel.
"What was his name?"
(Y/n) took the piece from him, her expression unreadable.
"Shay. Shay Patrick Cormac."
That name had been snagged in Jacob's memory. It was familiar, dredged up from old files, from hushed stories told by his father, and possibly Evie. It was a name tied to the Colonial Brotherhood, and to betrayal. A Templar.
"Shay Cormac," Jacob repeated slowly, his curiosity peeked.
"Sounds… familiar."
(y/n)’s soft gentle, and some what sad, smile was now full of secrets.
"He was an interesting man. Much like you, in some ways," they said, their voice laced with sadness and intrigue.
"Perhaps, over dinner, I'll tell you all about him."
That was all it took. The mystery of them, the pull he felt, and now this tangled thread from the past—he was completely hooked. All his earlier cockiness returned, fueled by pure, unadulterated fascination.
"Right then," he said excitedly, his voice firm and confident.
"Tonight. I'll pick you up at eight." He didn't ask; he told them.
He stepped into (y/n)’s space, cupped their cheek gently with his large, calloused hand, and tilted (Y/n)’s chin up.
Before (y/n) could respond, he pressed his lips to theirs. It was a firm, possessive kiss, a promise of the heat that had just passed between them and the heat yet to come.
He pulled back, leaving them slightly breathless, a faint blush colouring (y/n)’s cheeks. He turned to leave, grabbing his coat and hat.
"Jacob," (y/n) called out, their voice regaining its teasing edge.
"You're forgetting your shirt."
He glanced back over his shoulder cheekily, a roguish grin spreading across his face.
"Keep it, love," he said, his eyes glinting with admiration.
"Besides, I have a feeling it would look much better on you."
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Whenever someone is about to officially join the Hidden Ones (or the Assassins) they receive a Hidden Blade. It’s actually a very iconic weapon. At this moment, they take the oath; either in solitude or before their Mentor & the Brotherhood.
Here, I chose to depict the Creed itself. This is Basim’s hidden blade.