Chapter 1485: The Birth of a Comedian

If a person keeps emphasizing what he is, it only shows that he is not confident in what he emphasizes.

Just like a real foreigner won't keep stressing that he is a foreigner, and a truly rich person won't constantly talk about being worth hundreds of millions.

Only those who feel inferior do that.

The same goes for being an actor.

Although Wang Qiang said he was fine and kept telling Zhao Fusheng about the roles he had taken, in Zhao Fusheng's eyes, he wasn't really happy.

"What's up? Something happened recently?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Wang Qiang and didn't beat around the bush. "Just say it straight. This style doesn't suit you."

"Bro, how did you know?"

Wang Qiang was quite surprised and looked at Zhao Fusheng in astonishment.

Zhao Fusheng couldn't be bothered to be polite with him. "You might as well have written 'something's wrong' on your face. Unless I'm stupid, how could I not see it?"

"Hehe..."

Wang Qiang scratched his head sheepishly.

"Come on, tell me what's going on?" Zhao Fusheng asked Wang Qiang. "Has someone been bullying you?"

After all, this was the younger brother he and Fan Baobao had personally acknowledged, and he knew Wang Qiang's character. He wouldn't come looking for him without reason; something must have happened that he couldn't handle.

"No, no, no."

Wang Qiang quickly shook his head. "No one bullies me. Everyone on set knows my relationship with you, and they treat me well."

He was simple and honest, not stupid; he was clear-headed about some things.

"Then what is it?"

Zhao Fusheng was a bit puzzled.

After all, in his mind, if no one was bullying Wang Qiang, why would he come to him?

"Ahem, it's like this, bro..." Hesitating, Wang Qiang said to Zhao Fusheng, "I don't know what to act anymore, so I came to ask you."

Huh?

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood and laughed. "What, you feel these roles have no future?"

"Not exactly." Wang Qiang shook his head. "I know you and sis told General Manager Ye not to stop me from taking roles. The roles I've taken these past few years, to be honest, aren't great. I've acted them, but I don't like them myself..."

Although he wasn't a trained actor, he had basic discernment. The TV shows and movies he'd acted in, except for the first few art films that were passable, the rest, Wang Qiang knew, were just bad productions.

You see, in his spare time, following Fan Baobao's advice, he had read books on acting and naturally understood that to portray a role, you had to extract something from yourself that matched the character to present an image that fit the script.

Some actors do this like picking from a drawer, others from a bookshelf, and still others from a general store.

As for Wang Qiang, he felt he was almost drained.

Well, he was just a bit lost. After all, he came from an unorthodox background and had now shot many films and TV shows. Simply put, Wang Qiang couldn't find his direction.

As an actor, you at least need to know what kind of roles you're good at and where your future lies. For him, these were undoubtedly absent.

"You kid."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and tapped Wang Qiang with his finger, feeling quite gratified inside.

No matter what, the fact that he came to him first when he had a problem showed that he trusted him and Fan Baobao.

Since that was the case, he might as well give him some guidance.

"What kind of roles do you think you're good at?" Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and asked Wang Qiang, who looked expectant.

Wang Qiang was taken aback. "I don't know. I just feel that when I want to act, I'm not so constrained..."

Clearly, he wasn't satisfied with the roles he was playing now.

"Do you think you have comedic talent?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Wang Qiang and suddenly spoke.

Comedy?

Wang Qiang was startled.

He had never thought about that.

"Bro, you mean I should act in comedies?" Wang Qiang blinked, somewhat confused, and asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded. "When you were filming 'A World Without Thieves,' Brother Jiang said you have a great sense of humor. For the audience, when they watch a comedy, the first thing they look at is whether the actor is funny.

You're definitely not an idol type. As for being a skilled actor, your current acting hasn't reached the level of handling heavy roles with ease. So I think you can try comedies, especially exaggerated and funny roles. They really suit you."

He wasn't joking. In his memories from the previous life, few people remembered the serious roles Wang Qiang played. But every comedy film he acted in had good box office returns.

Of course, that had to do with the script and director, but it had to be admitted that the guy really had comedic talent.

"Bro, can I do it?"

Wang Qiang looked at Zhao Fusheng hesitantly, clearly not very confident.

As a kid from the countryside, even though he had made millions by now, he was still that simple young man who felt nervous in front of directors.

Even coming to see Zhao Fusheng today, he had mustered up all his courage.

"Why not?" Zhao Fusheng shrugged. "You've participated in so many film and TV shoots. Don't you get it? Acting is just that—with the director and the script, you just follow along."

He paused and smiled. "Besides, at worst, you do a few more NG takes, and you'll figure out how to act. Good actors are honed this way, aren't they?"

Wang Qiang was stunned.

But on second thought, that was exactly what Zhao Fusheng meant.

Good actors really are trained through repeated shooting.

Zhao Fusheng smiled calmly. This truth was overlooked by many in later generations.

We always criticize the young idols for lacking acting skills, forgetting that the Four Heavenly Kings of yesteryear, or even Louis Koo and others, were originally traffic stars like the young idols.

These people were liked by the public for their looks, and the films and TV shows they acted in were initially criticized for having no acting skills.

It was only over time, as their acting was constantly honed, that they gradually grew.

The difference between traffic stars and skilled actors is just time.

Of course, some people's acting never improved, like the handsome Leon Lai, but he made a living with his face, which was acceptable.

As for Wang Qiang, lacking good looks, he couldn't take the idol route, so he had to rely on acting to move the audience.

The biggest advantage of this path is that the actor has no idol baggage; they can get married, fall in love, and let their work speak for itself.

Zhao Fusheng thought this suited Wang Qiang.

Seeing Wang Qiang still hesitant, Zhao Fusheng smiled. "Besides, I think if you take on such roles, I can have the company tailor-make a few scripts for you. That's much more reliable than having you play Nezha."

To be honest, whenever he thought of Wang Qiang's Nezha look, Zhao Fusheng felt it was really hard on the eyes.

"Really?"

Hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Wang Qiang was stunned, then overjoyed.

Are you kidding? A tailor-made project—what that meant for him, even if he were an idiot, he would understand.

That was treatment reserved for top stars!

"Of course it's true." Zhao Fusheng laughed. "But let me say this first: if you go down that path, you'll have to play ugly roles in movies from now on. Forget about looking handsome, and the roles will basically be the kind that joke around."

That was inevitable; you gain some, you lose some.

Wang Qiang fell silent. Zhao Fusheng's words were indeed a choice he needed to carefully consider.