Huayu Entertainment: Starting with Exorcising Evil from a Film Queen

Over the next few days, the filming process went incredibly smoothly.

Not only did they finish filming the scenes scheduled for the day, they even caught up on the progress that had been delayed by various strange occurrences.

The entire crew was no longer gloomy, and everyone's face was relaxed.

Even the boxed lunches that weren't originally very tasty tasted much better.

Director Dong, who used to have a bad temper and would often yell at people with a loudspeaker, has been grinning from ear to ear these past few days.

He paid special attention to Zhang Ze, in particular.

"Xiao Zhang, something's wrong with your emotions here."

During a break in filming, Director Dong pulled him aside and personally explained the scene to him. "Uncle Fu is an old butler who watched the male lead grow up. He feels sorry for him and worried about him, but more than that, he is restrained. Your reaction just now was too expressive."

"Xiao Zhang, as the housekeeper, you need to be patient."

Director Dong held the script and gestured, saying, "You can't show your emotions outwardly, but you have to have something in your heart."

"Your support gesture was good, but it could be a bit more steady. You need to portray the feeling of someone who has been serving others for years and it has become muscle memory."

Zhang Ze listened attentively, nodding to himself.

Although Zhang Ze felt that Director Dong's theory was far less practical than simply adding points.

But the other party is, after all, a professionally trained and experienced director.

The many subtle tips were invaluable experiences for an actor like him who came from a self-taught background; they were invaluable and truly gave him a sense of clarity and enlightenment.

This feeling is very novel.

He found himself starting to truly enjoy the process of figuring out the character.

That afternoon, after Li Xiaoran finished filming her scenes, she sat in front of the makeup mirror to remove her makeup.

Her makeup artist worked quickly and efficiently, and soon got everything ready before leaving.

She was all alone in the empty dressing room. She looked at herself in the mirror and then secretly observed Zhang Ze, who was removing his makeup and chatting with the crew not far away.

Should we go over and ask him for help?

This idea lingered in my mind for several days, but I gave up on it each time for various reasons.

She really didn't know how to bring it up.

Just as she was struggling with her decision, a figure beat her to it.

Chen Kun walked straight to Zhang Ze and sat down next to him.

Li Xiaoran had just mustered up her courage and was about to get up and go over when she froze halfway there.

She sat back down in frustration, forced to watch helplessly as the seat she had her eye on was taken by someone else.

They beat us to it.

Chen Kun wore the long gown from the drama today. Without makeup, he looked younger and thinner than on camera, but there was always an unresolved melancholy between his brows.

After he sat down, he didn't speak immediately, but remained silent for a few seconds, as if he was organizing his thoughts.

The makeup artists and assistants around him subconsciously softened their movements, and the atmosphere in the entire dressing room became somewhat subtle because of his arrival.

"Teacher Zhang Ze."

In the end, it was Chen Kun who spoke first.

His address was very polite, carrying a deliberate respect.

Zhang Ze was having his face wiped by the makeup artist with his eyes closed when he heard this. He opened one eye and said, "Teacher Chen Kun, you're too kind. Just call me Zhang Ze."

"Everyone says you are a master, so... I would like to ask you a question, is it convenient?" Chen Kun adopted a very humble attitude.

At this moment, everyone in the dressing room who had been listening intently focused their attention on it.

A rising star takes the initiative to ask a guest actor for advice?

This is so novel!

Zhang Ze's heart skipped a beat.

Building good relationships with popular celebrities is definitely a good thing for him.

This circle, to put it bluntly, is also a network of connections. Having more friends means having more options, and no one can predict whether they will need the other person's help in the future.

Moreover, Chen Kun didn't have any major scandals exposed later on, making him one of the more honest people in the industry.

He had no reason to refuse.

"It's convenient, you tell me."

Zhang Ze gestured for the makeup artist to stop for a moment, then turned around to face Chen Kun.

Chen Kun fell silent again, seemingly making a difficult decision.

He glanced around, feeling uncomfortable with the subtle attention he was receiving.

"Could we...find a quieter place to talk?"

"OK."

Zhang Ze followed Chen Kun out of the noisy dressing room and into an empty lounge.

After closing the door and cutting off all outside exploration, Chen Kun finally relaxed. He poured Zhang Ze a glass of water and gave a wry smile.

"I'm sorry you had to see this."

"My personality has never been very good since I was a child because of some things that happened in my family."

He carefully chose his words, speaking slowly, "I'm not very good at dealing with people. Sometimes when I say something, I feel awkward myself, and it's easy to offend people."

"After a while, he stopped talking."

"The situation has become more serious recently."

"I suffer from insomnia night after night, and even when I do fall asleep, I keep having dreams. During the day, I can't concentrate at all while filming. The more I try to act well, the more mistakes I make, and I feel extremely anxious."

Zhang Ze listened quietly, while secretly using his Qi Observation Technique.

Chen Kun's fortune was indeed somewhat disordered, but the root cause was not external, but within himself.

"Your mind is restless and your emotions are stagnant, which is causing your Qi to be disordered. That's why you're irritable and can't sleep at night."

Zhang Ze used a set of esoteric terms to give his diagnosis.

"Then what should I do?" Chen Kun pressed, his attitude becoming increasingly earnest.

"Here's what I'll do: I'll draw you a calming talisman tomorrow. You can carry it with you close to your body; it will help you calm your mind and alleviate your insomnia."

Zhang Ze changed the subject.

"But this is only a temporary solution, not a cure."

"Talismans are ultimately external forces."

"To truly address the root cause, you have to rely on yourself."

"To truly resolve this issue, the root cause is to calm your mind."

"I suggest you take a long vacation after you finish filming this movie, instead of always staying on set."

"Just by yourself, or with someone you trust, go out for a walk, whether it's traveling or staying in a beautiful place for half a month or a month."

"Go see the mountains, see the sea, and see the beautiful landscape of our motherland."

"When you feel that the anger in your heart has completely dissipated, then you can come back to work."

After listening, Chen Kun remained silent for a long time.

Zhang Ze's words resonated deeply with him.

He longed to stop, but the company behind him, the contracts he had signed, and countless eyes watching him wouldn't allow him to.

After a long while, he finally let out a long breath, "Thank you, Teacher Zhang, I understand."

"After I finished filming this movie, I applied for leave from the company."

Chen Kun left with gratitude, and Zhang Ze watched his departing figure, calculating how many reputation points he could gain this time.

As he got up to leave, just as he stepped out of the dressing room, a figure blocked his way.

Zhang Ze was startled and instinctively tried to grab him.

He could touch a piece of warm, soft fabric with a faint fragrance, which made him pause.

It's Li Xiaoran.

She had been waiting there for who knows how long, and now she was gripping Zhang Ze's arm as if she had made a great decision.

Zhang Ze looked completely puzzled.

"What's up?"

Li Xiaoran had just overheard the conversation between Chen Kun and Zhang Ze in the dressing room.

She had been somewhat skeptical of Zhang Ze, but after hearing what he said to Chen Kun, her doubts completely vanished.

This person is truly capable.

So she couldn't hold back any longer.

She also wanted to be like Chen Kun, to find a secluded place and properly ask herself about her own affairs.

But she was too embarrassed to speak in front of so many people.

Seeing that there was no one around at the moment, she steeled her heart and didn't care about anything else.

Li Xiaoran grabbed Zhang Ze's arm and pulled him forcefully, dragging him directly into the empty dressing room next door.

"Elbow, come inside with me!"

Her movements were decisive and swift, carrying an irresistible force.

Zhang Ze was stunned by her sudden action.

As he smelled the sweet fragrance and felt the soft touch on his arm, an absurd thought flashed through his mind.

Am I... about to experience the legendary unspoken rules of the entertainment industry?

But isn't the gender reversed?