I'm really good at this.

Luo Yun's cheeks flushed red, and she was a little annoyed.

But he didn't dare to get angry, he just smiled bitterly and said, "Director Zhang, I'm really not good enough..."

How could a grown man, standing at 1.75 meters tall, wear women's clothing and play the lead role?

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Zhang Hong rubbed his chin, glanced back at Sun Zheng leaning against the headboard on the hospital bed, and said, "Uncle Sun, what do you think?"

"Leaving the script aside, just look at the Empress of the Human World in your revised script..." The bald, handsome old man's gaze as he looked Luo Yun up and down became extremely lewd. "It's somewhat interesting."

He's been in the entertainment industry for a long time.

Of course he can tell whether an actor's performance is good or bad.

Despite Luo Yun's claims of passion, his acting skills are really just average.

In this world, success is not guaranteed simply by working hard.

You need to choose the path that suits you.

But Luo Yun is not short of money, and he also loves and is passionate about the acting industry.

And having just graduated, she hasn't yet been corrupted by this big dye vat.

Sun Zheng, who likes to mentor younger generations, naturally wouldn't mind giving him a hand.

Zhang Hong is a keyboard warrior, and he naturally has a liking for this kind of person.

People who are willing to work hard even if they lack talent are naturally more admirable than those who are talented but don't work hard.

Because most people can't work hard even if they don't have talent.

Therefore, we need to define a role that suits him.

Zhang Hong snapped his fingers: "Come on, Xiao Luo, take a few steps and see."

Luo Yun opened her mouth, but still dared not defy Zhang Hong, so she took two steps.

He walked out with great vigor and momentum.

Sun Zheng frowned: "This won't do, Xiao Zhang. This doesn't show any feminine charm at all. What should we do?"

"Uncle Sun, your expectations are a bit too high." Zhang Hong crossed his legs and looked at Luo Yun with the same disdain a patron would have for an ugly courtesan. "If he could really pull off that effect, would Luo Yun still be visiting you in the hospital? He's famous now, you know."

Luo Yun: "..."

He was almost in tears.

Hey, you two big shots! I'm still standing right here!

Seeing his aggrieved expression, Sun Zheng's eyes lit up: "Hmm? That expression is good! You must keep it! It's a pity that this pitiful little expression isn't used for playing female roles!"

Upon hearing his words, Luo Jun's aggrieved expression immediately crumbled.

He's a real man! Why does he have to play a woman?

Seeing that he seemed a bit emotional, Zhang Hong smiled slightly and acted as a confidant: "Xiao Luo, don't listen to Director Sun's nonsense. What men and women? It's all for art."

He walked over and put his arm around Luo Jun's shoulder, then began his hypnotic manipulation: "You know Peking Opera, right?"

"Yes, Director Zhang," Luo Yun nodded.

Everyone knows that.

Even if you haven't seen it, you've heard of it.

"So you know Mr. Mei too, right?" Zhang Hong asked again.

He was obviously referring to Mr. Mei Lanfang, not Mei Changsu.

Luo Yun looked puzzled: "Mr. Mei?"

Zhang Hong slapped his forehead, realizing what was happening.

There is no Mr. Mei in this world.

He only found out yesterday when he went home and looked it up online that this was a parallel world of China.

Just like how Beijing is called the capital, and Shanghai is called the magic city or Shanghai.

Naturally, this place is called Huaguo (China).

Historical changes are not significant, but due to the butterfly effect, perhaps a small point in history has brought about a tiny change, and many historical figures, events, and things that are popular with everyone have disappeared and been replaced by a different group of people and things.

Then, during the reign of "My Great Qing Dynasty," a major event also occurred.

That is, "our Great Qing Dynasty" was established only a few decades ago when it was "dared to call for a new world".

Then the newly established China began to bide its time and conceal its strength, as the saying goes among those in the martial arts world: "hide one's capabilities and bide one's time."

Translated into Chinese, it means "concealing forces and waiting for the right opportunity," or "enduring hardship and biding one's time."

This newly formed China does not recognize it.

And so they kept a low profile for a hundred or two hundred years.

Until a few decades ago, the island nation planned to cause trouble.

But by this time, China had already been a country that had kept a low profile for over a hundred years.

Thus, the "March War" took place.

In other words, the invaders were defeated at the border in just three months, and their fleet was wiped out on the ocean. The island nation effectively became China's loyal follower.

until today.

Due to the butterfly effect, many modern masters have become other people.

This Mr. Mei was naturally replaced.

Having figured this out, Zhang Hong calmly took out his phone, opened a search engine, and searched for "Master of Peking Opera Dan (female role) Qingyi".

Finally, the search returned a Mr. "Su Yiren".

Putting down his phone, Zhang Hong's expression turned serious as he continued his charade: "Xiao Luo, you know Mr. Su, right? The Mr. Su from Peking Opera."

"..." Luo Jun was speechless.

Are you looking at your phone for real?

But he could only reply, "I know Mr. Su Yiren."

He aspires to be an actor, so of course he knows that.

"Then you must know what cross-dressing is," Zhang Hong continued to tempt her. "Look, this is actually art. Do you really think it's shameful for Mr. Su Yiren to play a Qingyi role?"

"Of course not!"

"Isn't that all?" Zhang Hong clapped his hands. "What are you still thinking about? If you can't even overcome this little thing to become an excellent actor, what are you even acting for?"

Luo Jun opened her mouth as if to say something, but didn't know what to say.

He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

In the end, he was "convinced" by Zhang Hong: "Okay, I'll act!"

Director Zhang is right!

If you don't act in this or that, what kind of actor are you?

Some actors, in order to portray mental illness well, can go directly to a mental hospital and spend two weeks with the patients!

Some actors, in order to portray villagers well, are willing to live in impoverished villages for several months!

There are so many actors like this! And they all succeeded in the end!

Then why can't I do it?

Since you wanted to become an actor, didn't you already know you weren't afraid of hardship?

Just because of his face, he's going to be labeled a "pretty boy" or "traffic star"?

He clearly didn't want to do that! But why does everyone, including his management company, see him that way?

Now that he has this real opportunity to become an actor, he won't let it slip by!

"Okay, it's good that you're determined." Zhang Hong patted him on the shoulder. "You can go back now, but report to the film crew tomorrow."

"Okay!" Luo Jun responded loudly, then bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle. "Thank you, Director Zhang! Thank you, Director Sun! Thank you for giving me this opportunity! I will definitely act well! I won't let Director Zhang down!"

"Go ahead, go ahead."

Luo Yunlong strode away.

Sun Zheng, however, was particularly worried: "Xiao Zhang, can this young man with only a pretty face and no acting skills really play the cross-dressing role you're talking about well?"

He was skeptical.

"I know," Zhang Hong sighed.

Just like in his previous life, how many people can truly portray a psychopath well?

Teacher Feng is one.

Whether it's a domestic abuser or a sissy who says "He's building the country," Teacher Feng's performances are exceptionally good.

There were several other teachers as well.

Those were teachers who possessed both talent and hard work.

"Then why did you choose him?" Sun Zheng was puzzled.

Generally speaking, playing an effeminate character actually requires a higher level of acting skills.

Actually, the entertainment industry—no, I should say all industries...

Although it sounds harsh, talent is very important.

As the saying goes, "Dwarfs shouldn't ask to dunk."

It's cruel, but it's also very real.

Does that mean hard work isn't important?

no.

Hard work, at the very least, can help you surpass those who are "not talented".

It might even surpass those "gifted" individuals who don't put in the effort.

People are born unequal, but they can change their fate through their actions.

Zhang Hong firmly believed this.

This is also his motto in life.

He has no talent, his family is not wealthy, his parents are old and still have to go out to work, and he himself is just an ordinary office worker.

But he believes that as long as he works hard, things will definitely change!

We may not become extremely wealthy, but we can certainly achieve a comfortable standard of living!

So when he sees someone like Luo Yun, he will do his best to help.

Anyway, after filming this TV series, he'll run away and become an ordinary office worker.

Looking at Sun Zheng, Zhang Hong shared his thoughts: "Uncle Sun, it's a good thing for young people to have dreams, why should we ruin them? As for acting skills, that's easy to solve, just let Luo Yun play herself."

His shy, blushing appearance just now actually looked quite natural after he finished his makeup and put on the costume.

As for his walking style... don't forget he's playing a mortal empress.

Min-gui has no dreams; his dream is to destroy other people's dreams.

But Zhang Hong wasn't a cunning ghost; naturally, he wouldn't do such a thing.

Sun Zheng's eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "Brilliant!"

Yes!

Luo Yun is going to play a female emperor in the human world!

He's already the emperor, how could he always act so coy and hesitant?

That kind of look is enough if she occasionally shows it when she's dating the male lead in a TV series!

Normally, the more domineering he is, the better!

Although Zhang Hong seemed to have changed for some reason, sure enough, even though he wanted to leave the crew, he still cared about the director a lot.

Yes, he had already realized that Zhang Hong wanted to leave.

"Xiao Zhang," Sun Zheng looked at Zhang Hong earnestly, "you just said that young people all have dreams, so what are your dreams?"

Zhang Hong sighed: "I have no dreams."

Sun Zheng raised an eyebrow: "So you want to protect other people's dreams?"

"No." Zhang Hong looked out the window leisurely, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

But because this was a hospital ward, he didn't light it.

After a while, he turned around.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves outside the window, casting dappled shadows on him.

"I don't have any dreams, but I will try my best to find them, and maybe... I will have them someday."

A gentle breeze blew, stirring up dappled patterns and ruffling Zhang Hong's bangs, creating a fleeting, breathtaking image.

If I had to describe him, Zhang Hong's appearance is somewhat like John Lone, somewhat like Takuya Kimura, and somewhat like Tomohisa Yamashita.

He's the kind of guy who looks like a cold, aloof iceberg when he has a straight face, but when he smiles, he's incredibly warm.

Looking at Zhang Hong's gentle, smiling face peeking out from under his long bangs, Sun Zheng sighed and rubbed his shiny bald head: "You're really damn handsome! Why be a director? Just be the lead actor yourself!"

I used to just think this kid was good-looking, how come I never realized he was so handsome?

Has your temperament changed?

I never imagined that one's aura could enhance their appearance so much...

Shaking his head, Sun Zheng laughed and said, "So you were just showing off?"

"No." Zhang Hong changed his expression in an instant, his smile sly and lewd. "I was just showing off."

Sun Zheng: "..."

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