Chapter 0628 Trust

Ye Jing was a smart man, naturally understanding Zhao Fusheng's implication. Zhao Fusheng had made it very clear that if it weren't for Fan Baobao, he wouldn't even have become friends with Jiang Wen.

In other words, if he couldn't even be friends with Jiang Wen, who had the best relationship with him, then naturally he wouldn't have any connection with others.

Some things are best left understood tacitly; saying them out loud would be awkward.

Just like the question Ye Jing asked now, to a large extent, it wasn't his own doubt but represented what some people wanted to ask.

After all, some of Zhao Fusheng's recent actions always gave people the illusion that this guy was thinking of becoming a big shot in the entertainment industry.

But in reality, Zhao Fusheng had no interest in that at all. In his view, throwing a clean person into such a filthy circle was something only fools with star dreams would do.

Of course, he only complained about this in his mind. If he dared to say it out loud, Fan Baobao would definitely fight him tooth and nail.

As a new actor with a star dream, Fan Baobao was quite passionate about her work. That was what she said to Zhao Fusheng when she was in high spirits.

In the dead of night, with the fragrance of the red sleeve adding charm.

Lying in Zhao Fusheng's arms, Fan Baobao's face was flushed. Recalling certain things just now, she couldn't help pinching him: "You rascal, where did you learn so many dirty tricks..."

Zhao Fusheng grinned slyly. He couldn't very well tell Fan Baobao that he had learned from countless Japanese, Korean, European, and American blockbusters, receiving the true teachings of various renowned domestic and foreign professors like Teacher Cang, Teacher Yoshizawa, and Teacher Bodo.

Dealing with a little girl like Fan Baobao was no trouble at all for Zhao Fusheng.

Having eaten his fill and cleaned up, it was naturally time for a good chat. The intimate words between lovers were not for outsiders to hear, but judging by Fan Baobao's blushing face, it was clear that this guy Zhao Fusheng had certainly not held back in teasing her.

"By the way, how's your script coming along?"

Seeing that if they continued talking, that mischievous hand of his would be reaching under the covers again, Fan Baobao quickly asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was startled for a moment, but he stopped his actions and said with a smile, "The basic idea is set, and the main framework is in place. You know, making a movie isn't that simple. Even if Old Jiang and I work hard, there's still a lot missing."

"Old Jiang?" Fan Baobao was taken aback, then realized he was referring to Jiang Wen. She slapped Zhao Fusheng and said, "How can you call Teacher Jiang Wen that?"

There was no helping it—this guy Jiang Wen held a high status at the Central Academy of Drama. He was considered a star alumnus, and one of the most famous at that.

For a junior like Fan Baobao, there was no chance to even exchange words with him. Every time Jiang Wen returned to the school, he was accompanied by the college leaders, hoping he would mentor the younger generation, give lectures to the juniors, and impart some experience.

Jiang Wen always readily agreed to this and often took the opportunity to share his experience with the juniors, but how much they could grasp was beyond his control.

Being an actor, especially in ancient times, was often said to be a gift from the ancestors. It meant that if an actor wanted to achieve something, hard work alone wouldn't solve the problem.

Talent is very important, and so is opportunity.

Fan Baobao hadn't understood this back in Ninghai, but now that she was at the Central Academy of Drama, she finally got it.

Because she had come into contact with many classmates, and from their words, Fan Baobao learned that even top graduates from the Central Academy of Drama or the Beijing Film Academy could remain unknown. In the acting profession, if one out of a hundred people became famous, it was already a blessing from heaven.

Not to mention anything else, in a performance department of dozens of students, no more than ten would truly achieve fame. And these were students of the Central Academy of Drama; at other film and television academies like the Beijing Film Academy or the Shanghai Theatre Academy, among thousands of graduates in the same year, very few could be called famous actors.

It is often said that great waves wash away the sand, and gold will always shine.

People remember only the glittering gold, but no one cares how much sand is eliminated.

Fan Baobao didn't want to be sand. Although she no longer lacked money, she felt that since she had chosen this school and this profession, she had to make a name for herself; otherwise, she would let down the expectations of her family elders and Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng had a slight inkling of the strange thoughts brewing in her little head, but he didn't call her out on them.

In his view, as long as Fan Baobao was happy doing what she liked, he would let her be. As a reincarnated person, if he couldn't even fulfill his girlfriend's wishes, it would be too embarrassing.

Men are responsible for earning money to support the family, and women are responsible for being beautiful.

After all, there is some truth to that saying.

"We talked today. Jiang Wen is the producer, the female lead is Yu Feihong, the male lead is Ge You, and Jiang Wen will contact the remaining supporting roles. Your role is just a supporting character in one of the stories. Are you sure you want to act?" Zhao Fusheng let Fan Baobao rest her head on his arm and said to her with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Fan Baobao nodded emphatically: "I'll do it. As long as I have lines, I'll act."

She had a deeper understanding of this circle than Zhao Fusheng. Just looking at this cast, she had to join in. As for the remuneration, Fan Baobao really didn't mind. Since it was her boyfriend's project, she would be willing to act even for free.

However, she still had to discuss this with Wang Jinghua, after all, she was her agent.

Seeing her attitude, Zhao Fusheng didn't say anything more. He wasn't stupid; for a newcomer, adding such a credit to their resume was undoubtedly a very good thing.

As for Wang Jinghua, unless she was crazy, she definitely wouldn't refuse such a good opportunity.

"By the way, should I tell Sister Hua to introduce you to some investors?" Fan Baobao thought for a moment and asked Zhao Fusheng.

She had heard that making a movie required investors, and very few companies would invest in a film alone, because if it failed, they would lose everything—the risk was too great.

Risk sharing was the real way to do business.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled and rejected Fan Baobao's kind suggestion, saying softly: "Don't worry, you don't need to concern yourself with this. We've already discussed it, and the investment issue is fine."

Fan Baobao nodded gently at this. In these matters, she always listened to Zhao Fusheng.

Although Miss Fan was willful, she was not lacking in tenderness when it mattered.