Chapter 0627: Like Stan Lee

"I can be the female lead, but Fusheng, you have to act too!"

Yu Feihong's words left Zhao Fusheng and Jiang Wen stunned, and even Ye Jing, who was lifting a glass of water, trembled, nearly dropping the cup from his hand.

"Me? Act in a movie?" Zhao Fusheng looked at Yu Feihong speechlessly, as if confirming whether she had lost her mind to come up with such an idea.

Jiang Wen didn't say anything, but wore a thoughtful expression.

Zhao Fusheng looked at Yu Feihong, and seeing that she seemed unwilling to change her mind, quickly shook his head: "Sis, what a joke, I'm not like that guy Stan Lee, no way."

Stan Lee was a famous American writer, best known for the Marvel series of heroes—Spider-Man, Iron Man, Captain America were all his iconic characters. And his favorite thing was to make cameo appearances in film and TV adaptations of his works, playing trivial minor roles.

But the problem was, that was in America, and Zhao Fusheng wasn't Stan Lee; he didn't have that fondness for being in the spotlight.

Unfortunately, Yu Feihong was very firm: "I don't care about that. If you don't make a cameo, I won't take this film. You have to know, if I, big sister, take a comedy, I bet a lot of people will be shocked, okay?"

Though reluctant to admit it, Zhao Fusheng had to say that Yu Feihong was telling the truth.

After all, an actor's image is often fixed in the eyes of the audience. For instance, actors like Chen Dao or Teacher Tang Guofu—if you made them play villains, the audience would surely curse.

Actors who have long played positive roles rarely take on villains because they know that once they do, they will face greater pressure and more attention.

Not everyone is like Sun Honglei, who became a nationwide sensation by playing a gangster.

That kind of thing is purely a matter of chance, something you can't seek. Over the years, who has replicated the miracle of Sun Yanwang?

The answer, naturally, is no one.

So Yu Feihong's concerns were actually valid. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the request came from Zhao Fusheng and Jiang Wen, she could have simply ignored it.

Frowning deeply, Zhao Fusheng also realized this issue. He was also considering whether having Yu Feihong act was a good thing or a bad thing.

Given his relationship with Yu Feihong, they could speak openly. So Zhao Fusheng looked up at Yu Feihong, blinked, and said: "Sis, what role do you think I'd be suitable for?"

Cough, cough...

Jiang Wen almost choked with laughter. He had thought the guy would struggle a bit, but he gave in just like that?

Yu Feihong laughed heartily: "Anyway, it's just a cameo. I'll pick one for you later. It has to be funny, or I won't let you off."

"Alright, alright, you're the boss, you're the boss." Zhao Fusheng put his palms together in a pleading gesture.

They chatted and laughed for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Fusheng got up to leave. Ye Jing happened to need to go near the Central Academy of Drama for some business, so he offered to give Zhao Fusheng a ride, saving Yu Feihong and Jiang Wen the trouble of driving him.

Watching Zhao Fusheng and Ye Jing leave, Jiang Wen glanced at Yu Feihong and suddenly said: "Actually, taking this film is very beneficial for you."

Yu Feihong was startled, then smiled: "You think so too?"

Jiang Wen nodded: "'Hand in Hand' was both a success and a failure for you. The success was that it made your image deeply rooted in people's hearts; the failure was that it typecast you. I know you've taken on many roles recently, hoping to break through your image and find a new path. But the problem is, I think you might have failed..."

He was a good actor and a good director. In fact, compared to Yu Feihong, Jiang Wen had more authority on the subject of acting.

So, there were things Zhao Fusheng couldn't see, but Jiang Wen could see clearly. He could naturally tell that although this film hadn't started shooting and the script was still in its initial stages, it represented a breakthrough change for Yu Feihong.

After hearing Jiang Wen's words, Yu Feihong tossed her head, like a stubborn and proud white swan: "I understand what you mean. But I'm not just an actress; I have things I need to do."

Clearly, the focus of her work had now largely shifted to the foundation. As for acting, Yu Feihong now regarded it as a hobby to fulfill her dreams.

Jiang Wen suddenly laughed. He hadn't expected such a change in Yu Feihong. If before she was a woman of depth, full of respect and love for the acting profession, now she had truly become a good person with a sense of responsibility and compassion.

Yes, for the current Yu Feihong, Jiang Wen found it hard to define her. Summing her up with the two words 'good person' was enough.

Jiang Wen knew well that in this circle, there were never any good people. The higher you stand, the harder you fall.

Take himself as an example. Although the media praised him highly, most of it was just going with the flow. When he really had problems, these people would completely forget how they once praised him. Kicking someone when they're down was the least of it; some even wished him dead with no place to be buried.

For instance, now, because he had been blacklisted for five years and couldn't work as a director, Jiang Wen felt that some people's attitudes toward him had already started to change.

The entertainment industry is a place where human relationships are cold. Some people aren't short-sighted; they just always judge people by their status.

Jiang Wen was happy for Yu Feihong's transformation. As for her little request, he didn't think it was a big deal. Besides, Old Jiang himself thought it would be interesting to have Zhao Fusheng make a cameo as some villain role.

If Zhao Fusheng knew what Jiang Wen was thinking, he would have stopped praising Jiang Wen to Ye Jing, turned the car around, and gone back to fight that bastard Jiang Wen.

But unfortunately, Zhao Fusheng didn't know, so he was still smiling as he praised Jiang Wen, saying he was one of the few directors in the domestic industry with his own pursuits.

Ye Jing naturally agreed. Jiang Wen's talent was beyond doubt. What he lacked now was only the tempering of time.

In other words, given enough time and opportunity, he would definitely become a top director who would astonish everyone.

"Fusheng, do you really have no intention of developing in the entertainment industry?"

When Ye Jing dropped Zhao Fusheng off at his doorstep, he suddenly asked as Zhao Fusheng was getting out of the car.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and shook his head: "To be honest, if it weren't for my girlfriend studying at the Central Academy of Drama, I might not have even met Old Jiang and the others."

Hearing this, Ye Jing suddenly understood, then revealed a faint smile...