Chapter 0296: Suggestion

In fact, Zhao Fusheng also understood that the reason Fan Baobao treated him like this was, at the root, because she trusted him from the bottom of her heart.

The worse a girl's family environment, the more sensitive she actually is inside. Zhao Fusheng could understand this. Although she didn't say it out loud, having only Zhou Yun as a good friend after one semester at the Central Academy of Drama, Zhao Fusheng knew that Fan Baobao was not as happy as she appeared.

Or rather, she wouldn't easily open her heart to others.

And in her eyes, whether it was him, his parents, or Li Yuan and Fan Beibei, they were all her closest people.

"To be honest, it's not good for you to take on roles now," Zhao Fusheng said, turning off the computer screen and turning to Fan Baobao.

Fan Baobao was startled, then smiled: "You understand again, don't you?"

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "Can't help it. Who knew I'd accidentally become an advertising planner? I'm at least half a person in the entertainment industry."

Hearing this, Fan Baobao didn't say anything. In fact, she was also somewhat surprised by Zhao Fusheng's sudden transformation into an advertising planner. At first, she didn't take it seriously, but later, when people around her occasionally mentioned it and told her that Zhao Fusheng's planning definitely had potential, she realized that the Zhao Fusheng she bossed around and bullied every day was actually a promising stock in the eyes of others.

That's right, a promising stock.

A young man who could write songs and plan ads—he was practically a genius.

But somehow, in Fan Baobao's view, Zhao Fusheng was still the same guy she could bully.

"So you're saying I should just keep studying and not take any ads or roles?" Fan Baobao frowned and said to Zhao Fusheng.

This was already the two of them discussing professional matters, not just casually joking around.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "It's not that I'm saying you shouldn't take ads or roles, but you need to choose selectively. For example, your image as the 'Qingzui Girl' is already deeply rooted in people's minds. Their impression of you is youthful, beautiful, healthy, and positive. If you take on a sexy or revealing role or ad, how do you think the audience will see you?"

Fan Baobao was stunned, never expecting Zhao Fusheng to say that.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng was absolutely right. At this time, celebrities didn't yet know how to manage their public personas, so they sometimes did things that left people speechless.

If it were later celebrities, they would be true masters at managing their images.

Some pretended to be mature uncles, even if they couldn't distinguish the scriptures of Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism; some sold themselves as devoted lovers or witty storytellers, even if they were actually scumbags. Others went out of their way to build a persona of a good mother or good wife, only to accidentally become the fish under Zhuangzi's crotch.

Life, after all, is always full of all kinds of surprises, especially in an era with developed media. Everything a person has done can't be hidden.

So Zhao Fusheng hoped that Fan Baobao could start now and clearly define the path she wanted to take. At least being consistent was better than cramming at the last minute and having her dark history dug up.

It must be said that although Fan Baobao was muddled when it came to emotional matters, when it came to her own profession, she quickly understood. She nodded at Zhao Fusheng and said, "I get it. You mean whether I take roles or shoot ads, I need to maintain my current image, right?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Exactly. From the perspective of our advertising studies, even if you don't have any great works, as long as your image is positive enough, you're a suitable spokesperson for us."

This wasn't nonsense; it was the real thinking of an advertising planner.

Many celebrities, even without great works, as long as their image isn't particularly negative and they have enough exposure, can still be favored by advertisers.

The most obvious example is the legendary 'Fairy Sister,' who has become a box office poison but still gets endorsements until her hands are sore.

Of course, Da Tiantian can't be counted; she's a unique flower in the entertainment industry.

Zhao Fusheng even felt that her acting skills were the kind that no one could salvage. It must be said that Da Tiantian was a very nice person—affable, without airs, with a particularly cheerful personality, the kind of girl everyone likes.

But the problem is, being a good person doesn't mean good acting skills; even a god couldn't save her.

"You're full of tricks," Fan Baobao said softly after looking Zhao Fusheng up and down for a long time.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged: "It's not that I have too many ideas; it's just the trend of development now."

Since he said that, Fan Baobao naturally had no more objections. She herself knew that others might harm her, but Zhao Fusheng certainly wouldn't, because if he wanted her to suffer, he wouldn't have stepped in to pay off her family's debt in the first place.

"Alright, you get on with your work. I'm going back to sleep." Fan Baobao sat on Zhao Fusheng's bed for a while and, seeing that he didn't seem to be writing anymore, knew she had disturbed him. She smiled and said.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Rest early, don't stay up late."

"I know, you're more nagging than my mom." Fan Baobao glared at Zhao Fusheng, stood up, and left his room.

Watching her leave, Zhao Fusheng shook his head helplessly. Sometimes he looked at her like she was a child. Perhaps because of his psychological age, he really did treat Fan Baobao like a child at times.

Turning around, he sat back down in front of the computer, opened a document, and started writing again.

Of course, he wasn't writing an advertising plan; he was making a proposal.

A proposal about his own future development.

After all, for Zhao Fusheng, he already had his first pot of gold. The next step was how to use this money to earn more.

It was like the logic of chickens laying eggs and eggs hatching chickens. As long as he took the first step, the rest would be much easier.

"First, go to Shanghai and observe the stock market situation." Zhao Fusheng thought for a moment and typed the first line on the computer.

"Then take a trip to Shenzhen." At this time, Pony should need someone to give him some confidence.

Calculating the time, after finishing these two things, school would be starting. Zhao Fusheng stopped his actions, thought for a moment, and deleted everything he had just typed on the computer.

Some things were better known only to himself. Leaving a document on the computer was ultimately unsafe. He didn't want to end up like Teacher Chen or Teacher Li, having his secrets spied on from the computer.

Although he wasn't the same type as those two photography enthusiasts, Zhao Fusheng didn't want anyone to know his identity as a reborn person.