Actor: Thank you.

Tap tap tap... A crisp sound of leather shoes rang out from outside the small courtyard.

Cheng Hao brought some fruit to the door.

It's rare to have time, so we should get together.

But as soon as she entered, Zhao Dandan came up to her and put her index finger to her lips.

"Shhh."

"What's wrong? Why are you being so cautious?" The older sister asked in a low voice.

"Brother Zhang Yuan has been reading books these past few days."

"Let's all keep quiet and not disturb him."

Zhao Dandan glanced in the direction of the study to make sure no one came out before whispering in her ear again.

"She has a terrible temper. The other day, even the auntie got scolded for chopping vegetables."

"He said it disturbed his reading."

"We don't cook at home anymore, we've been eating takeout for the past two days."

"How can you do that?" Cheng Hao was the kind of old-fashioned person who thought restaurants and takeout were unclean.

However, he wasn't picky. He ate boxed meals on set, but tried to eat at home whenever he had time during breaks.

"I'll go take a look." The kind older sister took off her high heels and put on a pair of slippers with thick soles: "What kind of book could make you so engrossed in reading?"

I changed to small, quick steps and tried to make my way to the study door as quietly as possible.

The expected loud recitation of reading aloud did not occur; instead, what struck her eardrums were streaks of...

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Cheng Hao covered her face.

He then pushed the door open and knocked on the door.

Dengdengdeng.

"Ah!" Zhang Yuan suddenly raised his head.

When he raised his head, the pages of the book stuck to his face were pulled up with him, along with the entire "Introduction to Interstellar Navigation".

Others get flushed when they drink, but he gets flushed when he reads.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Yuan rubbed his eyes, then sat up straight. "Look at you, I'm not trying to be mean, but you've disturbed my reading and studying."

Cheng Hao: ...

"Study, study."

"You seem to be enjoying your studies," the older sister said, tilting her head as she looked at him.

To be honest, studying is good, and I have to study.

After just a few days of studying, Zhang Yuan's complexion became rosy, his skin fair, and he was in good physical and mental health.

Even the dark circles under my eyes from staying up late before have been cured.

Good books are good for you!
No wonder Sisi has such good skin, it turns out it's from sleeping... no, from reading.

Cheng Hao went to the desk.

"Get out of the way?"

"what?"

"Take your book out to air it in the yard; you've made it damp from reading it so much."

Cheng Hao picked up the book with her fingertips, turned it over, and glanced at the title.

What kind of trouble are you causing?

"What kind of talk is that? What do you mean by 'acting up'? Don't you understand what studying is?" Zhang Yuan said, his face full of displeasure.

"But to be honest, I have my doubts about this book."

"I've been looking at it for days, and I'm always stuck on the third page."

Zhang Yuan was a little scared.

He didn't know whether he was under the influence of Izanami or the Gold Experience Requiem.

It seems as if they are forever trapped in an endless cycle of reincarnation.

Could this be the legendary Infinite Terror?
He felt that he was Dormammu, and that the book "Introduction to Interstellar Travel" was Doctor Strange, who came to negotiate with him every day.

This "Heavenly Rank Kung Fu" seems to have protective measures in place; those who are not disciples of this sect will be possessed if they see it.

It's so big that it would explode if you looked at it too long, and melt if you got too close.

"You," Cheng Hao pointed at his forehead, "it's fine if you mess around with things yourself, but don't mess with your family."

"Dandan walks like a thief now; in a few more days, she'll have mastered the art of light-footedness."

"That's not a good thing... Ouch." His joke earned him a flick on the forehead.

"We need to have a clear self-awareness."

“If artists don’t read science and engineering books, why would we need to act?” Cheng Hao said helplessly.

At least they have self-awareness and won't be like some celebrities who dare to claim any award for themselves.

You, an actor, dare to win architecture awards? No wonder you're being ridiculed by the entire internet!
"I had no choice," Zhang Yuan said, helping her sit down.

He gave a brief account of the story behind the play "Qian Xuesen".

"You don't have much money, so your pay must be very low?" Cheng Hao asked after listening.

"Definitely, Lao Han already told me."

Lao Han said that the production cost of this film may exceed 5000 million, but the total cost of all actors' salaries and staff wages will not exceed 500 million.

The tens of millions invested must be used effectively.

That's true. When the time comes, the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the Chinese Academy of Engineering, the China Aerospace Science and Technology Corporation, and the General Armaments Department will jointly supervise the production. You, the male lead, will be getting a multi-million dollar salary.

Is that even reasonable?
Is it reasonable for someone to be paid this much to play a character like Qian Xuesen, who abandoned wealth and fame to return to China, eat cornbread and pickled vegetables, and do scientific research?

According to General Fan, they've completely lost all sense of shame.

"I didn't expect you to be so sentimental," Cheng Hao nodded affirmatively.

Because in the past he only cared about making money, and even his moral and artistic bottom lines were very flexible in order to make money.

But here they become quite particular, which is rather endearing.

"The fate of the nation and the fate of the individual are inseparable."

"Qian Xuesen was an important individual whose fate was intertwined with that of the nation and his own."

"If my fans and viewers can gain a better understanding and appreciation of Qian Xuesen and researchers because of my portrayal of this character."

"If there is another small group of people who, through this understanding, develop an interest in scientific research, whether for themselves or by involving their children in the learning process."

"If I can contribute a few professional talents to the country, then I can consider my work done."

"If my personal influence can be used effectively, it's okay to earn less money."

"After all, in this world, there are many people who admire us, but few who admire scientists, which is not good."

"How can you belittle your own industry like that?" Cheng Hao complained when he heard him say that.

"This is not a belittling. Comparing our profession to scientists is an overstatement."

Zhang Yuan rested his chin on his hand, revealing a worried expression.

How many students and children today aspire to become scientists, doctors, or engineers?

Every time a child opens their mouth, they want to be a star, to be Little Swallow, or to be Little Dragon Girl.

I've never heard of many people wanting to be like Qian Xuesen.

It won't work in the future; everyone wants to become an internet celebrity.

This is bad for the social atmosphere.

However, things are even worse in North America, where bullying "nerds" and "bookworms" is a favorite pastime of dark-skinned athletes and cheerleaders.

"You've become so concerned about the country and its people." The kind older sister threw the book back at him.

"Even if you're acting, you can't just doze off."

"Yes, we need to think of a way."

Zhang Yuan rubbed his head and began to analyze.

The direction was right, but the method was wrong.

Since the beginning of his career, he has been exploiting a group of artists, who are essentially "semi-illiterate" in the eyes of scientists.

How to break Izanami?

Accept your original fate and sincerely repent.

You must first recognize your own ignorance before you can make progress.

Zhang Yuan nodded. Weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival; arrogance is.

This is quite similar to the situation right after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and I have to be realistic. Other things are easy to talk about, but if you can't understand science, you just can't understand it; no amount of studying the words will help.

First, get back to normal life, and start cooking.

After finishing his meal, while Cheng Hao was taking a shower, he quickly made a phone call to Yang Mi.

"Hey, where are you?"

"Yu Zheng is in Hengdian, and he wants to talk to me about a project."

"Miss me?"

I can't say no, after all, who doesn't love big meat buns?

"Of course, but I have important business to attend to."

"I remember you were the least intelligent person in your family, right?"

"Why are you swearing?" Yang Mi immediately lost his temper.

"No, I misspoke. You're the least educated person in your family. You got it wrong, didn't you?"

"That's more like it." The girl from the capital city had a good personality and wasn't ashamed about it.

You guys have high levels of education, but I earn even more!
My uncle is a professor in the mathematics department at Tsinghua University, and I also have two cousins ​​who are students at Tsinghua.

Tsinghua University is one of the pinnacle institutions of science in China.

Although Professor Qian graduated from Jiaotong University, Jiaotong University is located in Shanghai, and I cannot go to a university far away from it.

"Here's what you do: ask your relatives to help me get in touch with a few top students from Tsinghua University's math and physics departments. I want to learn from them."

"Be my personal trainer."

"Are you crazy?" Yang Mi replied instantly.

Zhang Yuan: …

"Seriously, I have work to do."

"You are the person with the most educational resources around me; your family has a bunch of Tsinghua University graduates."

"You're the only one I can contact."

"That's more like it." Yang Mi was clearly retaliating, and she felt much better when she heard his gentle tone.

"But do you even have the brains for it?"

"Let Tsinghua University people teach us, don't let them get angry."

“I’m not like you,” Zhang Yuan retorted. “All the nutrients go to your chest.”

"If you're so capable, then stop rubbing!"

I argued with her for a while before hanging up the phone.

Saying she has the lowest intelligence in the family is a bit unfair to her.

She is smart, but not smart in her studies.

Moreover, his parents weren't academically inclined either; it just goes to show how much the environment influenced them.

The phone, which Zhang Yuan had just put down, rang again. He glanced at the caller ID.

"Hey, how are you doing lately?"

The person who called him was Li Xin, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

"It's fine," the girl replied politely.

But there was a hint of expectation in his words.

"Okay, what did you need me for?"

"Thank you for recommending me and giving me the opportunity to participate in the film," the girl said earnestly.

"Oh, that's what it is."

It's still the movie "Flying Swords of Dragon Gate".

After kicking out Fan Xiaoxuan, an artist with some issues, he gave Lao Han a recommended candidate.

It's Li Xin.

We've already turned people into foot fetishists, so we should offer some compensation.

Moreover, she is Li Xiaowan's person, and recently she has been asking for favors, so she has to help out a lot and look after each other.

Even though she wasn't one of his own artists, Yu Dong wouldn't have made any sarcastic remarks about nominating her.

Actually, Su Huirong's role as a pregnant palace maid wasn't that important; she was probably the fourth or fifth female lead.

As a major investor, he appointed such a minor character who could be completely controlled.

For Lee Shin, a girl who hasn't been in the industry for long, being able to participate in such an important project is a rare opportunity and she is quite moved.

Even though we've broken up, he's still taking such good care of me. Could it be...? The girl thought to herself.

"Just focus on your acting. Are the other girls in the company envious?" Zhang Yuan asked casually.

“Of course, they kept insisting that I treat them.” Li Xin immediately laughed.

Kan Qingzi, Song Yi, and the others were incredibly envious!
Kan Qingzi, who was quite bluffing, even told her to pass on a message to Zhang Yuan that she was willing to serve him in bed, as long as he could act in a big-budget film.

Li Xin, of course, didn't tell him this, causing him to miss out on a golden opportunity...

"Sure, the pay is alright."

"Not bad, thank you."

"Don't be shy, remember to treat your friends well," Zhang Yuan instructed.

He didn't say the last part of the sentence: "And while you're at it, tell them more about my good points..."

I asked Chen Kun to act, and that's how he got the role.

I asked Li Xin to act, and that's how she got the role.

Yang Mi is now working with me too; these are all "role models" for Rongxingda artists.

Actions speak louder than words. Let them see for themselves and think carefully about who they should follow in the future.

"I'll pay you back that money as soon as possible." Li Xin was still thinking about the cash she had borrowed from her before: "However, the money I earn is actually from you, so..."

"Don't overthink the money you earn; if it's not given to you, it will be given to someone else."

"Please give my regards to Teacher Li Xiaowan for me."

"Yes, definitely. Mr. Li asked me to thank you and also to let you know."

"She tried to lobby the Film Association, but there was resistance."

"I can only say I'll do my best, but the result is uncertain."

Li Xiaowan was also annoyed. After visiting around, she didn't expect Hua Yi to go to such lengths and use so many personal connections.

But on the other hand, which young artist on the market needs such a powerful group like Huayi to suppress, or even completely suppress?

It could only be him.

Now Li Xiaowan is afraid that things won't go as planned and that the two artists' jobs will be ruined.

Actually, Zhang Yuan wouldn't do that; things given away shouldn't be taken back so easily.

"I understand. Tell Teacher Li that she'll do her best and doesn't need to worry about me too much."

After chatting for a while, Zhang Yuan didn't mention asking the girl out to dinner, nor did he talk much about her life.

This caused Li Xin to feel a little disappointed.

Zhang Yuan put down his phone, realizing that one Li Xiaowan wasn't enough!

"Let's think of another way. This isn't about an award; it's about a struggle."

"Come on, help me blow-dry my hair." At this moment, Cheng Hao had already walked out of the bathroom with her long hair wrapped in a towel.

“Okay, but you can also help me blow-dry my hair later.” Zhang Yuan got up and walked over.

"Since you're planning to play a great scientist, be serious."

“Great scientists are human too. Qian Xuesen had several children.” Zhang Yuan said as he tossed his phone aside.

But before the phone could leave his hand, it vibrated again.

"I keep getting phone calls, it's distracting me from reading and studying." He said, picking up his phone, and Cheng Hao rolled her eyes at him.

Don't tarnish the word "learning".

"What is it? Speak quickly, I'm busy."

This time, it wasn't a pretty young girl calling; it was a middle-aged woman.

That is, Du Hua, the boss of Yuehua Entertainment, into which he had only recently invested.

"Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you." The other person's attitude was somewhat timid, and their tone was very reserved.

"I've run into some trouble and might need your help..." (End of Chapter)