The perfect future of rebirth

Whether in the entertainment industry or in society, status and fame are never given peacefully and kindly by relying on the kindness of others, but are earned and won by one's own fighting over and over again.

As an actor, three points depend on talent, six points depend on hard work, and one point depends on luck and the support of noble people.

Some of the so-called Xiaohua Xiaosheng in the later generations have touching acting skills. Every time they are slammed, the fans will often say: Do you know how hard our family works so hard?She had a 49-degree accident and was still studying the script, her legs had powder fractures and she was still dancing hard... Anyway, all in all, there are a lot of various reasons.

Not to mention whether these things have anything to do with acting skills, but the question is, if they have already worked hard to become like this, and their acting skills are still so bad, shouldn't they reflect on themselves?

Of course, this is just the words of Zhao Fusheng's family, and he can even be sure that if he speaks out, he will definitely be called jealous.

There is no way, the world of brain-dead fans cannot be understood by normal people.

"Hmph, not a single good thing." Fan Baobao snorted, his face full of contempt.

Having experienced what happened to Ms. Chen, she naturally understands that there are many despised dark sides in this circle.

But as Zhao Fusheng said to her afterwards, the troubles of life are like the palm of our own hands. Once we cover our eyes, we will lose the scenery and light of the whole world.

Although some places are dark, more places are bright. What I can do is to avoid those dark places and walk in the sun.

"By the way, Zhou Yun seems to be finishing filming. Shall we go and see her?" Miss Fan, who couldn't stay idle, quickly made another suggestion.

Zhao Fusheng looked at his girlfriend helplessly, and felt for the first time that this girl is simply a child with ADHD, and there is no time to be honest.

"You go, I still have things to do here." Zhao Fusheng said to Fan Baobao.

Zhou Yun was filming at Beijing Film Studio, so he knew about it, after all, it was Jiang Wu who helped find the crew.

Zhou Yun originally wanted to come back to live, but because Fan Baobao was not around, it was inconvenient for her and Zhao Fusheng to live alone, so she decided to live in the crew.

Now that Fan Baobao has returned in victory, it is estimated that Zhou Yun will also return tonight.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng was about to speak when he heard Fan Baobao say happily: "Alright then, I'll go play with her."

After speaking, the girl got up and went back to wash and tidy up.

Zhao Fusheng blinked his eyes, raised his hand, but finally put it down helplessly.

Calculating the time, the day when he returned to Ninghai was getting closer and closer, and he was actually a little reluctant to leave, but there was no way, the plan that had been determined was impossible to change.

More importantly, Zhao Fusheng has never been the kind of person who is always on the go. In his opinion, he and Fan Baobao both have things to do, and if they are lingering together all day long, the relationship will deteriorate sooner or later. .

The reason is very simple. Everyone is an independent individual. Marriage or love is a process of complementing each other. It does not mean that two people will lose themselves when they have a girlfriend or boyfriend.

If you lose yourself because of a person, once the person leaves, what is left?

Besides, Zhao Fusheng did have something to do, because Comrade Jiang Wen had just finished filming and editing "The Devil Is Coming" and returned to Beijing.

Zhao Fusheng intends to meet Jiang Wen, no matter what, he can't watch Jiang Wen go down the old road of history because of impulsiveness.

The movie "The Devil Is Coming" is very good. Whether it is the acting skills of the actors or Jiang Wen's filming, it can be said that it is a rare and good movie nowadays. Zhao Fusheng has no doubts about this.

But the problem is that what is shown in the movie does not match the values ​​of the main theme today, which is more troublesome.

In other words, it's embarrassing if what you shoot is good, but you can't broadcast it.

In the original history, the people in charge of the review of the radio and television directly sentenced the film to "death penalty", and Jiang Wen, a stubborn guy, even sent the film to the Cannes Film Festival privately without going through anyone .

It would be fine if the movie didn't cause much reaction, but it still won an award.

For those officials, this was tantamount to a slap in the face. Naturally, Jiang Wen was banned from being a director for five years.If it weren't for the powerful relationship behind him, maybe even his career as an actor would have been blocked.

And now, history repeats itself, and it has come to that fork in the road.

Jiang Wen returned to Beijing with his edited new film. Zhao Fusheng's first thought after getting the news was to stop this guy no matter what. Live ginger smell.You can't do something so impulsive.

With this in mind, Zhao Fusheng first sent Fan Baobao to Beijing Film Studio, and then dialed Jiang Wen's cell phone.

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Chapter 5 and Eight Dream Chasers (186/281)

When Zhao Fusheng saw Jiang Wen, he was drinking.He drank heavily, completely recklessly.

Jiang Wen, the great director and star who used to be in high spirits, looks like a decadent literary middle-aged man, who can't even utter a complete sentence, but mechanically grabs the wine bottle and stuffs it into his mouth.

You know, when Zhao Fusheng called just now, the person who answered the phone was not Jiang Wen, but Uncle Ge, the bald actor.

But now, where Zhao Fusheng was standing was Chen Dao's villa.

"what happened?"

Frowning, Zhao Fusheng asked Uncle Ge.

"I've been drinking for three days, and we're here with you." Uncle Ge's face flushed a little, it was obvious that he was hangover, and he said to Zhao Fusheng: "Chen Dao has something to do these few days, throw away the key I just left, and the rest of the people were either drunk or scolded and ran away, in short, I am the only one left now."

While talking, he stood up and shook a few times: "I'm going to sleep first, you stay with him."

Then, this guy left without loyalty, leaving Zhao Fusheng standing there with a dazed expression.

"No, leave this to me?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Uncle Ge's back disappearing at the top of the stairs with an absurd face, then looked at the drunk Jiang Wen, speechless: "Old Jiang, what's going on with you?"

He knew that Jiang Wen was back, but he never imagined that in just a few days, he was so decadent.

Or to be more precise, the current Jiang Wen can no longer be described as decadent, this guy is almost useless.

Even if this face is shown on the street, one or two out of ten people may recognize it. This is the top star who was once popular all over the country.

"Well, Fusheng, you are here." Hearing Zhao Fusheng's voice, Jiang Wen's body that was leaning on the sofa moved, and he lifted his head with great effort. Seeing that it was Zhao Fusheng, he grinned, revealing a smile And an ugly smile.

"Well, when I called, Uncle Ge said you were drinking here, what's going on?" Zhao Fusheng asked with a puzzled expression.

He was really curious, what could have knocked Jiang Wen into what he is now, could it be that this guy is divorced?

But if you think about it carefully, even if you divorce, it shouldn't be like this.When this guy called me two days ago, he still looked very complacent, and said that he planned to have a good chat with the person in charge of the review of Radio and Television. It took less than a week to become this The appearance is really puzzling.

"Hehe, it's okay, come, drink with me..." Jiang Wen raised the beer in front of him again, and saluted Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes, and said in his heart that you have become so virtuous by drinking, but you still can't forget to drink, you are just a genius.

Waving his hands, he said angrily, "What kind of wine did you drink, have you finished editing and submitting the movie for review?"

"Movie?"

Jiang Wen's voice faltered, and then he laughed like a night owl: "Hahahaha...Movies, what movies are there now? No more, no more!"

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