Chapter 0748: The Confused Youth

The subsequent result naturally followed the script Zhao Fusheng had designed. The answer Dong Chenxi got from Zheng Yao was undoubtedly surprising to her, because Zheng Yao completely agreed with Zhao Fusheng's idea.

Although she felt a bit strange inside, Dong Chenxi didn't think too much about it and naturally carried out Zhao Fusheng's plan.

Over at Uni-President, they didn't know what treasure they had picked up this time. For them, it was just an opportunity to defeat their long-standing competitor.

The commercial shoot was quite swift. After all, Future Advertising now had its own filming team, unlike back then when they had to borrow people to make an advertisement.

Zhao Fusheng kept his promise. During the commercial shoot, he personally went to check the progress several times, which gave many people confidence.

Time passed neither quickly nor slowly. As the weather grew hotter, people finally realized that summer had quietly arrived.

The attire on the streets became increasingly cool, especially near the Central Academy of Drama. Beautiful girls wore pretty clothes, flaunting their lovely figures without restraint.

"Summer is wonderful."

Zhao Fusheng winked at Zhu Yuchen beside him and broke into a smile.

Zhu Yuchen looked helpless, thinking to himself: You're already a gold medal planner, why do you have to act like an ordinary student, bantering with me, a small actor?

But he only muttered this to himself; after all, although he had already shot an advertisement and played minor roles in many TV dramas, he was still a complete rookie in the entertainment industry.

"Fusheng, tell me, among these people on the playground, how many will become stars in the future?" Zhu Yuchen suddenly asked Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then laughed: "What, too many competitors, losing confidence in yourself?"

Zhu Yuchen smiled bitterly and nodded: "To be honest, before I got into the Central Academy of Drama, I always thought I was pretty good, and I dreamed of becoming a star, fantasizing that one day I would achieve fame and become the focus of everyone's attention."

"And now?"

Zhao Fusheng said somewhat curiously; to be honest, he really didn't understand Zhu Yuchen's thoughts.

Although the gap in their psychological ages meant Zhao Fusheng was definitely more mature than Zhu Yuchen, this didn't mean Zhao Fusheng was necessarily smarter than Zhu Yuchen—he was human, not a god.

"Now? Hah, with so many people at the Central Academy of Drama, another crowd at the Beijing Film Academy, plus those from the Shanghai Theatre Academy and other schools, do you think this circle is that big? Why are so many people dead set on squeezing in?" Zhu Yuchen seemed to be talking to himself, or perhaps asking Zhao Fusheng.

It was clear that he was feeling lost.

Some people always complain about their bad luck and poor social environment, but in the same circumstances, there are different choices. Zhu Yuchen was clearly at a stage of confusion.

As for the reason, it was simple: because he had already begun to leave school and enter this circle, starting to truly realize what kind of circle it was.

Many times, we misunderstand others' lives simply because we can't access certain things. It's like the old farmer in the fable who imagines the emperor eats with golden chopsticks and, even if he plows fields, uses gold tools.

As absurd as that sounds, some people think that way out of ignorance.

Only after truly experiencing it do people realize that many things are merely beautiful on the surface.

Take Zhu Yuchen, for instance. He's just now realizing that being a star isn't so easy—standing out from the crowd is far harder than getting into the Central Academy of Drama back then.

"Because everyone wants to be a star, everyone wants to be famous," Zhao Fusheng said lightly, smiling at Zhu Yuchen, who was lost in adolescent confusion. "This is the best of times and the worst of times. For you and your classmates, the entertainment industry now offers not just fame and fortune, but also memories to cherish. At least when you're old, you can say you were once a heartthrob, someone many wanted to imitate and adore."

Zhu Yuchen was taken aback. He never expected Zhao Fusheng to say this to him.

All politeness and courtesy between people create distance. That was probably the case between him and Zhao Fusheng before—they were polite to each other, carefully keeping their distance.

But after hearing Zhao Fusheng's words today, Zhu Yuchen felt that Zhao Fusheng wasn't such a bad person after all.

Zhao Fusheng didn't know that his casual remarks would make Zhu Yuchen see him as trustworthy; he was simply speaking his mind.

After all, dreaming of stardom isn't shameful.

Every girl has her secret longings, every star has their dreams. Ultimately, the scariest thing in the world is having no fantasies at all.

"So, do you think I can become famous?" Zhu Yuchen asked, bewildered.

Zhao Fusheng shrugged. "That I don't know. But one thing's for sure—you'll never make it as a singer..."

Zhu Yuchen's face instantly flushed. When they shot the commercial earlier and had him sing the theme song "Save the Heart" with Ren Qi, honestly, if Zhao Fusheng hadn't chosen him personally, he would have thrown the guy out.

A caterwauling howl!

Zhao Fusheng felt that this four-character idiom perfectly described Zhu Yuchen.

But he was just joking. The guy was a professional actor; acting was his real job. Not everyone was as shameless as Zhao Yan, who, despite being a terrible singer, still had the nerve to milk money from fans.

"Alright, don't overthink it. Just go back to class. If I write another script, maybe I'll cast you," Zhao Fusheng said, standing up and patting Zhu Yuchen on the shoulder earnestly.

He wasn't joking. Zhu Yuchen, though average in acting, was hardworking and had a decent image. Zhao Fusheng thought the main reason he wasn't famous was that no one was backing him.

After all, in this circle, having backing or not makes a world of difference in how famous you become.

So Zhao Fusheng wanted to try his hand at making an artist famous.

As for why he chose Zhu Yuchen, the answer was simple: among all the artists Zhao Fusheng knew, this guy was the least famous.

Doing things always needs a challenge to be interesting, right?