Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, starting with the strategy of 95 flowers to counterattack

Chapter 195 Gu Yang's Rescue Plan
Zhang Jingyi finally realized what was happening.

Her ears instantly turned bright red, and her heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst out of her chest. But for some reason, she didn't push Gu Yang away. Instead, she gently patted his back and said softly:

"Director Gu, what's wrong?"

Gu Yang's trembling suddenly stopped.

He slowly released her, his eyes gradually regaining their clarity. His tear stains were still wet on his face, but he had already realized his loss of composure.

"……Feel sorry."

He apologized in a low voice, his voice still a little hoarse.

Zhang Jingyi shook her head, a slight smile playing on her lips: "It's alright, Director Gu is too kind."

Her fingertips unconsciously twisted the hem of her skirt, betraying her inner joy.

Zhou Ye and Tian Xiwei stood to the side, their expressions complicated.

"Tsk," Zhou Ye muttered under his breath, "This actually works?"

"..." Tian Xiwei didn't say anything, but silently picked up the script that had fallen on the ground.

The assistant director broke the silence at the opportune moment: "Alright! That scene is over! Everyone take a half-hour break!"

The crowd gradually dispersed, but whispers continued:

"Director Gu's crying just now gave me goosebumps..."

"Zhang Jingyi is being hugged by Director Gu, and she seems to be enjoying it."

"Did you see Tian Xiwei and Zhou Ye's expressions? They're hilarious..."

"Some plays, as they're being acted out, actually become real."

……

Gu Yang rubbed his temples and turned to walk towards the lounge.

Zhang Jingyi watched his retreating figure and gently touched her shoulder, where his warmth still lingered.

……

Since that breakdown scene, Gu Yang's condition has clearly been off.

During a break in filming, Zhou Ye found Gu Yang on the beach outside the set.

He sat alone on the rocks, gazing unfocusedly at the distant waves, holding a half-empty bottle of mineral water in his hand, but not taking a single sip.

The sea breeze tousled his clothes, flipping up his shirt collar, making him look like a forgotten sculpture.

"Xiao Yangzi?" Zhou Ye called out tentatively.

He didn't turn around, but just gave a low "hmm" in a hoarse voice.

As Zhou Ye approached, he noticed that the corners of his eyes were wet.

He is crying.

Silently, tears slid down her cheeks, dripping onto the rocks, where they were quickly dried by the sea breeze.

"What...what's wrong?" Zhou Ye panicked, his voice trembling. "Don't scare me..."

Gu Yang then snapped out of his daze, raised his hand to wipe his face, and forced a smile: "It's nothing, just... a little tired."

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Early the next morning, the crew filmed a scene where He Fei reminisces about Li Muzi.

Gu Yang stood by the sea, gazing at the deserted ocean in the distance, his eyes filled with a tenderness that bordered on heartbreak.

"Cut!" the assistant director shouted. "Director Gu, make your expression more pained. This is a flashback scene. You need to show the feeling of 'there's no going back'."

Gu Yang nodded and readjusted his mind.

"Action!"

In front of the camera, his eyes gradually became unfocused, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, as if he had seen the person he cherished most.

But the next second, his eyes instantly reddened, and his throat bobbed as if he was desperately suppressing something.

"Mu Zi..."

He unconsciously took a step forward, reaching out to touch the phantom that didn't exist at all.

The assistant director froze, not yelling "Cut".

The entire room fell silent; everyone held their breath.

Gu Yang's hand hovered in mid-air before slowly falling down.

His shoulders slumped, as if all his strength had been drained from him, and tears fell silently onto the beach.

“…Cut,” the assistant director said softly, his tone complicated.

Standing behind the monitor, Tian Xiwei bit her lip tightly, tears streaming down her face.

During lunch, Zhou Ye and Tian Xiwei sat on either side of Gu Yang, carefully observing him.

"Gu Yang," Tian Xiwei asked softly, "how have you been sleeping lately?"

Gu Yang picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and said casually, "It's alright."

"You're lying!" Zhou Ye suddenly raised his voice, "Did you stay up again last night? I saw you smoking on the balcony at three in the morning!"

Gu Yang paused with his chopsticks, looked up at her, his eyes tired but calm: "Zhou Ye, I'm fine."

"You call this nothing?!" Zhou Ye's voice trembled, and his eyes instantly reddened. "Do you know what you look like right now? Like...like He Fei! That crazy gambler!"

She regretted it as soon as the words came out of her mouth.

Gu Yang's expression froze, then he slowly put down his chopsticks and stood up: "I'm full."

He turned and left, his lonely figure heartbreaking.

Tian Xiwei grabbed Zhou Ye, who was trying to chase after them, and shook her head: "Let him stay alone for a while."

Zhou Ye's tears finally fell: "He's like this... I'm scared..."

In the evening, Zhang Jingyi returned from shopping and bumped into Gu Yang sitting alone on a folding chair in the corner of the film set, looking down at the script.

His fingertips unconsciously traced a page, which was He Fei's monologue after learning that Li Muzi was pregnant.

Zhang Jingyi hesitated for a moment, then walked over and whispered, "Director Gu?"

"Mu Zi?"

Gu Yang looked up, his eyes momentarily dazed, before regaining their clarity: "Oh, Jingyi! You're back?"

"Hmm," she nodded, then asked tentatively, "Are you... alright?"

Gu Yang was silent for a moment, then suddenly gave a bitter smile: "Tell me, did He Fei really regret it in the end?"

Zhang Jingyi's heart skipped a beat.

This wasn't a question Gu Yang would ask; it was He Fei's confusion.

She took a deep breath and answered seriously, "I don't know if He Fei regrets it, but I know that Gu Yang is a good actor."

Gu Yang was stunned, then slowly closed his eyes, his shoulders relaxing slightly: "...Thank you."

"Mu Zi!"

Zhang Jingyi: "..."

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A hotel suite

Zhou Ye, Tian Xiwei, and Zhang Jingyi sat around the coffee table in the suite's living room, their expressions increasingly solemn.

A laptop sat on the coffee table, its screen displaying several shocking news headlines:
Heath Ledger, known for his role as the Joker, died from a drug overdose after becoming too immersed in the character.

Leslie Cheung's depression worsened after filming "Inner Senses," ultimately leading to his suicide by jumping from a building.

Natalie Portman, star of "Black Swan," admits she still felt "falling" after filming wrapped.

Tian Xiwei bit her straw, her voice muffled: "...These cases give me goosebumps."

Zhou Ye rubbed his temples: "Gu Yang's condition isn't that serious yet, but if this continues, something bad will happen sooner or later."

Zhang Jingyi kept her head down, her fingertips unconsciously picking at the fabric on the edge of the sofa, without saying a word.

“Let’s analyze this first,” Zhou Ye said, taking out his phone’s memo app and starting to list out Gu Yang’s current symptoms one by one.

First, a persistently low mood.

"Secondly, they can't distinguish between fiction and reality."

"Third, sleep disorders."

Tian Xiwei quickly added, "And fourth, the way he looked at Jingyi clearly made him think of Li Muzi!"

Zhang Jingyi's ears burned, and she coughed lightly: "...This doesn't count as a symptom, does it?"

“How can it not count?” Tian Xiwei’s eyes widened. “When he hugged you and cried last time, he called out ‘Mu Zi’! This shows that his brain can’t distinguish between you and the character at all!” The room fell silent for a moment.

“How about…” Tian Xi hesitated for a moment, “we find him a psychologist?”

Zhou Ye shook his head: "It's no use. With Gu Yang's personality, he would never admit that he needs to see a doctor."

"Then... take him bungee jumping? A little thrill might sober him up?"

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Who will go jumping with him?

The three stared at each other, neither of them saying a word.

“Or…” Zhang Jingyi suggested softly, “could we secretly add some sleeping pills to his water? So he can get a good night’s sleep?”

Zhou Ye and Tian Xiwei turned to look at her at the same time, their eyes filled with shock.

Zhang Jingyi quickly waved her hand: "I...I was just kidding!"

Tian Xiwei suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "How about... we find a fortune teller? I heard there's a master in Hong Kong who's incredibly accurate, and all the celebrities there go to pray to him!"

Zhou Ye rolled his eyes: "Xiao Tian, ​​you have to believe in science!"

"Do you think Gu Yang is possessed by an evil spirit? Should we splash some more black dog blood on him?"

Zhang Jingyi tentatively raised her hand: "Or... should we arrange a 'fake funeral' for him? Let him experience the feeling of 'coming back to life'?"

Zhou Ye: "???"

"Are you planning to send him away directly?"

Tian Xiwei continued to let her imagination run wild: "Or... we could find AI face-swapping technology and replace all the photos of Li Muzi on his phone with my face?"

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Zhou Ye was stunned!

What the hell?
A real-life version of "The Vanished Woman"?

Tian Dabing is really dreaming!
I spend all my days having sweet dreams.

Zhou Ye came up with a good idea: "How about this, we find someone to pretend to kidnap me, and then have Gu Yang come to rescue me, thus reigniting his infatuation with me?"

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Tian Xiwei was furious!

How come Bald Qiang has so many clever ideas?
How abominable!

Zhang Jingyi looked at them speechlessly: "...Have you guys watched too much Inception?"

The three looked at each other, and finally realized.

Their proposals were increasingly outrageous.

The three of them fell into deep thought again, and each took out their phones to ask questions on Baidu!
Suddenly, Zhou Ye sat bolt upright: "Look! I've found a great idea!"

She held her phone up and opened a psychology forum: "Look at this!"

"The best cure for 'character stagnation' is to let actors fulfill the unfulfilled emotional needs of their characters in real life!"

Tian Xi frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Ye took a deep breath and looked at Zhang Jingyi with a complicated expression: "To put it simply... Gu Yang is currently trapped in the body of 'He Fei.' What is his biggest inner conflict?"

"Li Muzi was pregnant. Her death caused him immense pain, and it was the forgiveness he could not obtain."

Zhang Jingyi's heart suddenly raced: "So...?"

"So you want to get Jingyi pregnant???" Tian Xiwei's almond-shaped eyes widened in shock!
Zhou Ye rolled his eyes at her speechlessly, and then continued.

"Therefore, 'Li Muzi' needs to tell him personally—'I forgive you.'"

The room was so quiet you could hear the air conditioner humming.

Tian Xiwei suddenly realized: "You mean, let Zhang Jingyi..."

“Yes,” Zhou Ye nodded, “Let Zhang Jingyi, under the identity of ‘Li Muzi,’ help Gu Yang get out of this shadow.”

Zhang Jingyi's face flushed red: "How...how do I do this?"

Zhou Ye bit his lip, seemingly finding it difficult to speak: "Theoretically... it would be best to make him completely separate you from 'Li Muzi,' for example... by pretending to be his lover in real life."

"Bang!" Zhang Jingyi's water glass was knocked over, and water stains spread across the coffee table.

"This...this is outrageous!" she stammered, her fingers twisting together. "How could I...wouldn't that be taking advantage of someone in distress?"

Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest.

Tian Xiwei carefully observed Zhang Jingyi's reaction, then suddenly narrowed her eyes: "Jingyi, you wouldn't... have liked Gu Yang all along, would you?"

"I didn't!" Zhang Jingyi's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, then she realized her lapse in composure and weakly added, "...at least not that kind of liking."

Zhou Ye and Tian Xiwei exchanged a reassuring look.

“Okay,” Tian Xiwei softened her tone, “we don’t need you to actually date him, just… give him some emotional hints so that he subconsciously distinguishes ‘Li Muzi’ from you.”

Zhou Ye nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, yes! For example, talk to him more about real-life things, remind him 'You are Gu Yang, not He Fei'..."

"Yes, he's wary of us now and won't listen to us. Only you can get close to him!"

Zhang Jingyi lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly: "...What if it doesn't work?"

“Then we’ll have to resort to the ultimate solution,” Zhou Ye said, having nothing to lose. “You just put on Li Muzi’s costume, stand in front of him and say, ‘He Fei, I forgive you. Now transform into Gu Yang!’”

Tian Xiwei sighed, "Your plan is so rough..."

The three argued for a while longer and finally reached a consensus:
1. Zhang Jingyi was responsible for close "treatment," spending more time chatting and taking walks with Gu Yang, and helping him distinguish between the drama and reality.

2. If the situation worsens, the "forgiveness plan" will be implemented—Zhang Jingyi, in the guise of Li Muzi, will formally grant He Fei a release.

Even though this may worsen the condition!
“Um…” Zhang Jingyi raised her hand, blushing, “If… I mean if, we really had to pretend to be dating him… how long would the time limit be?”

Zhou Ye and Tian Xiwei both revealed meaningful smiles.

"We'll see," Zhou Ye blinked, "Maybe they'll actually take it all in."

"I didn't mean that!" Zhang Jingyi grabbed a cushion and threw it at Zhou Ye, but Zhou Ye nimbly dodged it.

Tian Xi watched them playfully bickering with a smile, then suddenly whispered, "Jingyi, you won't let us down, will you?"

Zhang Jingyi paused in her movements.

Zhou Ye also quieted down and looked at her seriously, which was rare for her: "Gu Yang needs you, he really does."

We believe in you too!

Zhang Jingyi lowered her head, and after a long while, nodded almost imperceptibly.

Despite her efforts to control the upward curve of her lips.

……

The next morning

Sunlight streamed into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Gu Yang slowly opened his eyes, his mind clear.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, a relaxed smile unconsciously curving his lips.

"finally……"

He let out a long sigh, threw off the covers, got up, stepped barefoot onto the soft carpet, walked to the window, and "whoosh" pulled back the curtains.

The cityscape of Sanya is laid out before you, and the streets are already bustling in the morning light, with a constant flow of cars and pedestrians hurrying by.

Everything is vibrant and real.

He finally broke free from the shell of "He Fei".

In fact, Gu Yang himself knew very well that his condition was not as serious as Zhou Ye and the others thought.

As an experienced actor, he certainly knows how to distinguish between acting and reality.

His state a few days ago was less about being "too immersed in the role" and more about him deliberately letting himself immerse himself in it in order to polish the most perfect performance.

But clearly... his acting was so good that he fooled everyone.

Thinking of this, Gu Yang chuckled softly at himself in the mirror.

He quickly took a cold shower, changed into a linen shirt, and grabbed his room key while his hair was still dripping wet before leaving the room.

The breakfast area in the hotel lobby was filled with the aroma of coffee, and he spotted the table by the window immediately.

Zhou Ye was poking at a fried egg with a fork, while Tian Xiwei was spreading strawberry jam all over her bread and eating happily!
Zhang Jingyi lowered her head and ate her oatmeal porridge, her ponytail swaying with the movement.

Gu Yang had just raised his hand to greet them when he saw Tian Xiwei suddenly kick Zhang Jingyi's foot, and Zhou Ye also put down his knife and fork and propped up his chin.

Zhang Jingyi bit her lip and stood up, her fingers gripping the napkin turning white. After taking a deep breath, she suddenly looked up and exclaimed, "Husband!"

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(End of this chapter)