Chapter 0682: Immersed in the Role

Whether Brother Zhou understood his meaning, Zhao Fusheng didn't know, but he knew that Brother Zhou would definitely relay his words to Lou Ye.

The reason was simple: in the following days, Zhao Fusheng seemed to be ignored. Lou Ye no longer pulled him aside to discuss various matters concerning the crew as he had before.

To put it bluntly, he was like a mascot.

He didn't interfere with the filming or influence any decisions of the crew. Apart from wandering around the set every day, basically nothing troubled Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was happy to have the leisure. For him, if he were truly asked to participate in the crew's affairs, he wouldn't dare, because he didn't understand...

But although he didn't understand, Zhao Fusheng could see that Zhou Xun was definitely a good actor. At least during the filming process, as an observer, Zhao Fusheng could feel it.

On a rainy day, sitting in a corner, listening to a single song on repeat as it quietly flowed indoors, time seemed to glide in dance steps, swaying gracefully...

Standing by the set, Zhao Fusheng saw this scene and revealed a smile.

It must be said, witnessing the filming of a good movie firsthand felt different.

At that moment, his phone vibrated. Zhao Fusheng glanced at the number, frowned slightly, but still pressed the answer button.

"How's it going? How's the filming?" Dong Chenxi's voice sounded. Clearly, she was quite concerned about the situation there.

Zhao Fusheng sighed helplessly: "If you're worried, send someone who knows the ropes. I don't understand, so it's pointless for me to be here."

Dong Chenxi laughed: "The problem is, aside from you, no one else here understands the film industry. Sister Bai is already recruiting. Just bear with it a little longer."

After a pause, she continued: "But speaking of which, do you think this film can really win awards?"

Although Zhao Fusheng had told her before that this was a film Jiang Wen had high hopes for, Dong Chenxi couldn't be one hundred percent certain in her heart.

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly: "To be honest, after watching the scenes being shot, I feel this film definitely won't be released domestically. But if it goes abroad, it might be another 'Devils on the Doorstep.'"

"Really?" Dong Chenxi was startled, then her voice suddenly rose several pitches.

Although 'Devils on the Doorstep' couldn't be released domestically due to prohibitions, it made a fortune at Cannes and won awards, earning Huayi a lot.

Businessmen pursue profit. As for whether it would be banned, Dong Chenxi didn't think it mattered. She was just one of the investors; others could worry about that. She never bothered.

What she cared about was whether they could recoup costs and make money.

"Of course it's true. I'm telling you, later you should also find some connections to see if it can pass censorship and be released domestically," Zhao Fusheng said earnestly to Dong Chenxi.

"Domestically? Do we need to put in that much effort?" Dong Chenxi was stunned, somewhat incredulous.

"Senior, harming others to benefit oneself is too bad. Harming oneself to benefit others is too hard. Harming others without benefiting oneself is just stupid. Think about it, what good does it do if the film can't be released domestically? If it is released, at least we can recoup some box office revenue. Even if it can't be released, we lose nothing," Zhao Fusheng said seriously.

"Alright, I understand," Dong Chenxi nodded and then hung up.

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In the following days, Zhao Fusheng, like an observer, closely watched the filming process of 'Suzhou River.'

For instance, the scene where Mada and others kidnap Moudan. Zhou Xun acted very well, full of explosive energy. Zhao Fusheng got a close-up view of how she interpreted a teenage girl.

The entire scene was done in less than a morning, without even a single NG, leaving Zhao Fusheng in awe.

Everyone was very happy, but Zhao Fusheng noticed that Zhou Xun's expression seemed a bit strange. Usually after filming, she would leave cheerfully, but this time she sat there motionless.

The crew members dispersed one by one, and no one noticed this. Zhao Fusheng did, and so did Lou Ye.

"Xun, are you okay?" Lou Ye asked Zhou Xun.

"I'm fine." Zhou Xun's voice was calm and unruffled, still as hoarse and low.

Lou Ye wanted to say more, but glanced at Zhao Fusheng, thought for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Fusheng, accompany Xun back. We'll leave first."

After saying that, he simply walked away.

Zhao Fusheng stared at Lou Ye's retreating figure, a curse word stuck in his throat, unsure whether to say it.

He didn't understand acting, but seeing Zhou Xun in her dazed state, even a fool could tell that the girl had likely immersed herself in the role. Because in that just-finished scene, Zhou Xun had acted with real dedication—every tiny movement, every change in her eyes, the轻重缓急 of her voice—she had put her whole heart into it.

This kind of dramatic scene was far more exhausting than the so-called emotional scenes of Aunt Qiong Yao, where characters cry and shout at the drop of a hat. Aunt Qiong Yao, with her skewed values, was herself a homewrecker. Expecting her to write anything good was a joke in itself.

"Um, it's okay, it's okay." Zhao Fusheng approached Zhou Xun and said softly.

He really didn't know how to comfort people, especially women, and especially a woman like Zhou Xun.

Although his mental age was over forty, the problem was, no matter how smart and mature Zhao Fusheng was, he was just an ordinary man. Facing a woman on the verge of emotional collapse, Zhao Fusheng had no good solution.

Being mature and smooth doesn't mean knowing everything.

If that were the case, people wouldn't need to measure a person's ability by skill, but only by age.

"I, I don't want to live like that..." After a long while, Zhou Xun suddenly said.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, feeling extremely awkward. He thought to himself, I'm not your damn boyfriend, why are you telling me this?

But he could understand Zhou Xun's current behavior. In Fan Baobao's words, this is called an actor being immersed in the role. It's a situation that occurs only when acting ability reaches a certain level.

At the very least, Zhao Fusheng had never heard of any traffic stars from his past life being immersed in their roles, including those so-called handsome guys who claimed to be stunningly good-looking. They relied on their looks and won this award and that award, but when you thought about it, the roles they played... well.

Okay, Zhao Fusheng really couldn't find words to praise them.

Compared to Zhou Xun, who was deeply immersed in her role and on the verge of tears, Zhao Fusheng finally understood the difference between an actor and a star.