Chapter 0765: A Thoughtful Remark

Zhao Fusheng was not surprised by Yu Feihong's remark; she was inherently a woman with her own ideas, unlike those actresses in the circle who only focused on making money. Yu Feihong was a person with her own thoughts.

Similar to her was the class monitor of the Central Academy of Drama's star class, who was also a person with strong opinions.

As for Old Xu, worshipped by some literary youth, Zhao Fusheng simply couldn't be bothered to comment. What she sought was nothing more than fame and fortune. If you really asked her to give up everything and do charity, she would probably block your number without a second thought.

Tan Kaixuan once said that women, when seen through, are just skeletons slightly smaller than men. Zhao Fusheng always thought that this remark must have been derived from the phrase 'red pink skeleton' in Buddhist scriptures.

But Zhao Fusheng also knew that Tan Kaixuan's words weren't entirely unreasonable, because at that time, Tan Kaixuan was surrounded by too many women. As for the reason, Zhao Fusheng could guess it with his eyes closed.

Yet there are always some people who are different, and that's why they earn respect.

“There's something I need your help with,” Yu Feihong said after a moment's thought, pulling a document bag from her bag.

“What is it?” Zhao Fusheng asked curiously.

“Take a look, it's a script.” Yu Feihong handed it to Zhao Fusheng. “Help me revise it. The fee is one hundred thousand.”

One hundred thousand?

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, then laughed. “Sis, you've found me a script doctor job.”

Yu Feihong nodded. “Sort of. Since you're free anyway, if this is done well, the other party is willing to help us donate a school.”

Zhao Fusheng finally understood why Yu Feihong mentioned the fee of one hundred thousand.

Yu Feihong stayed a while longer before leaving, and Zhao Fusheng returned home with the script.

It was a comedy film, and from the content, it was clearly riding on the coattails of *Good Dream One Day*. No wonder Yu Feihong gave it to Zhao Fusheng to revise.

And Zhao Fusheng's mention of the script doctor wasn't baseless.

In Hollywood, people who specialize in revising scripts for others are called script doctors. Their job is to cut scenes, fix dialogue, patch plot holes, and make the story more engaging.

Think of it like a plastic surgeon, responsible for giving the script a facelift, making it more perfect, more appealing, so that audiences fall in love with it at first sight.

Script doctors have existed for a long time, but it wasn't until the 1980s, when Hollywood entered the era of blockbuster marketing, that script doctoring became a formal profession.

The reason script doctors exist is that Hollywood has always treated movies as products. Since they are products, they must be perfected, requiring constant tweaks and revisions, hence the emergence of the script doctor profession.

Script doctors have three notable characteristics: first, the compensation is very generous, calculated on a weekly basis, reaching six figures; second, most are highly experienced veterans, at least recognized with Oscar nominations; third, a film often requires multiple script doctors—some specialize in fixing story structure, some in writing dialogue, some in revising specific character arcs...

Of course, in the current situation, script doctors in China are essentially just polishing the script content.

For example, this script in Zhao Fusheng's hands was a complete copycat of the earlier *Good Dream One Day*. Once the script came to him, Zhao Fusheng would polish it, and in the end, there wouldn't be any copyright issues.

How the other party managed to get through Yu Feihong's connections, Zhao Fusheng didn't know and had no intention of figuring out.

He understood the principle of taking money and solving problems, so he diligently revised the script at home.

Fan Baobao practiced with Zhou Yun in the dormitory for a few days, learned the song *The Girl Who Waves Her Wings*, and then moved back home. After all, they were in the throes of passionate love, and leaving her boyfriend alone at home didn't sit well with her either.

“What are you doing?”

Seeing Zhao Fusheng writing as soon as she entered, Fan Baobao asked curiously.

Zhao Fusheng chuckled. “Sister Feihong asked me to revise a script. If it's done well, the production company is willing to donate a Hope Primary School.”

“Wow, that's a big deal.”

Fan Baobao was taken aback, then laughed.

Although she was a newcomer, through constant exposure she knew that the production side was willing to pay a hundred thousand for the script—they had really spared no expense.

"Exactly, just for this Hope Primary School, I have to revise it for them," Zhao Fusheng said with a smile.

Fan Baobao nodded: "Right, you go ahead and write. I'm going to take a shower."

That was the one bad thing about summer—the weather was too hot, and showering at school was inconvenient. Sometimes, looking at the stifled expressions of her dormmates, Fan Baobao felt incredibly grateful that she had a place to stay outside.

Zhao Fusheng withdrew his gaze. Although he really wanted to take a shower with Fan Baobao, unfortunately, work was work; he was very clear on that point.

...

...

Time flew by, and soon it was June 1st.

Zhao Fusheng had already sent the revised script to Yu Feihong. Word was that the production side was very satisfied and had directly transferred the money to the foundation's account.

"Kid, I won't be giving you the fee," Yu Feihong said with a laugh.

Zhao Fusheng looked completely indifferent: "Don't give it then. Keep an eye on the Sichuan side. We've built so many schools—we mustn't have any quality issues. After all, these are Hope Primary Schools donated by celebrities. If something goes wrong, we'll be the ones disgraced."

To be honest, Zhao Fusheng was actually fairly at ease with the government officials of this time. Bureaucratic thinking might exist, but most leaders in impoverished areas, even if just for political achievements, would devote themselves wholeheartedly to education.

What he feared were the people at lower levels, who might manipulate things for their own gain.

Simply put, if it cost a hundred thousand to build a school, once the money reached the account, the government might take sixty thousand for other purposes, leaving only forty thousand. The quality of the school built with that amount was easy to imagine.

Zhao Fusheng had seen too many incidents like this in later news reports.

It wasn't that these people didn't understand the importance of education, but they felt the local government's finances were truly strained. Now that they finally had a bit of money, rather than waste it on building schools, it was better to use it for other things, like infrastructure or back pay for overdue wages.

As for the schools, they could just throw something together casually.

Ordinarily, he might have let it slide, but knowing what would happen seven years later, Zhao Fusheng couldn't allow these people to mess around. He could only urge Yu Feihong to keep a close watch.

Fortunately, Yu Feihong understood Zhao Fusheng's character and knew he had a no-nonsense personality. She nodded in agreement, saying she planned to take a break from acting for the next year and inspect all the Hope Schools that had already been built.

Zhao Fusheng was extremely grateful for this and felt increasingly fortunate that choosing to collaborate with Yu Feihong had indeed been the right decision.

After seeing off Yu Feihong, who was flying to Sichuan, Zhao Fusheng barely had time to rest before receiving a call from Chen Tianqiao.

"Legend is set to launch its open beta on August 1st," Chen Tianqiao said firmly over the phone, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback. "That soon?"

Indeed, he thought it was too early. After all, Chen Tianqiao had only acquired that Korean game company a few months ago. Wasn't it too aggressive to release Legend in China so soon?

"I have no choice. The company can't hold out much longer. If I don't produce results quickly, I'm afraid delays will lead to changes..." Chen Tianqiao didn't hide anything from Zhao Fusheng, directly stating his thoughts and the difficulties he faced.

After hearing him out, Zhao Fusheng finally understood why Chen Tianqiao was in such a hurry.

In his previous life, Shengda had only obtained the agency rights for Legend, so it took a lot of time from data migration to internal testing and then to the open beta.

Now, having directly bought out that game company, Boss Chen appeared wealthy, but in reality, he was already stretched thin.

To put it bluntly, if he couldn't achieve results within a certain period, he wouldn't be able to justify himself to China Net, which had invested three million US dollars.

To avoid being pushed out, Chen Tianqiao was now like an arrow on the bowstring—he had to shoot.