Actor: Thank you.

after a while.

Yang Mi's cheeks were flushed, and she was breathing softly and weakly. Her eyes, which were briefly unfocused, stared straight at the ceiling.

It wasn't until the high-pitched, clear chirping of the caged thrush beside her brought her soul back to reality from the lingering warmth.

"You bastard!" she called out, turning her head to the side.

"oops."

"What did you call me?" Zhang Yuanxue asked, playing with walnuts, mimicking Qian Ge's manner.

"Huh?" Yang Mi sat up, looking completely bewildered.

Zhang Yuan revealed an expression of utter loneliness.
Yang Mi: ...

"Are you alright?" She rolled her eyes in annoyance.

But then I thought, that statement isn't entirely wrong.

"Oh right, I haven't asked you yet, you gave me a bird... what kind of bird was it again?"

"The thrush has a beautiful song."

In ancient times, besides using the oriole as a metaphor for a woman's beautiful voice, the painted eyebrows were also a common description.

The oriole's voice is softer and sweeter.

The thrush has a higher tone and is more delicate, but it appears slightly rougher compared to the oriole.

In short, they are all birds known for their distinctive timbre.

The thrush has one advantage over the oriole: it can imitate the sounds of other animals and is more intelligent than the oriole.

After Zhang Yuan finished explaining, Yang Mi smiled and winked.

"You gave me this bird to say that I'm smart and have a beautiful voice, right?"

Zhang Yuan wanted to explain.

As for intelligence, she is not low; she is considered smart in the entertainment industry.

As for the voice... how about calling out "husband" and letting me hear it?

But before he could even open his mouth, the girl excitedly sat up.

"They really know how to give gifts."

"How did you know I've been practicing singing lately?" Yang Mi stood up and put her hands on her hips.

"The drama I'm currently filming is recording a theme song. Yu Zheng wrote the lyrics for me and also found someone to compose the music."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuan suddenly had a very bad feeling.

"I've been practicing for a while."

"I'll sing it for you."

"No..." Before Zhang Yuan could stop them, the other party had already spoken.

"I hold you in my hands and burn incense with devotion."

“Cut off a piece of candlelight and light the scriptures.”

……

She sang with increasing enthusiasm, her expression one of pure bliss.

Especially during the climax of the chorus, just like Fei Yu-ching, he raised his arm, looked up at a 45° angle, and his face was full of emotion.

"I will dedicate my entire life to serving you."

"I only hope you will stop your wandering gaze."

"Please grant me the power to give and receive unlimited love."

"It allows me to sit peacefully under the Bodhi tree, quietly meditating..."

This time, it was Zhang Yuan's turn to lose focus.

"Hey, hey... *thud*!"

It wasn't until Yang Mi finished singing, called her name several times, and snapped her fingers next to her ear, that Zhang Yuan came back to her senses.

Could this be the long-lost, top-tier martial art "Azure Sea Tide Melody," originating from Huang Yaoshi of Peach Blossom Island, capable of disturbing the mind...?

Clap clap clap clap, he snapped out of his daze and quickly raised his hand to clap.

It's encouragement, what else can I do but curse?

"That's wonderful, it sounds so beautiful."

"Then I'll sing it again."

“There’s no need for that…” Zhang Yuan quickly stopped him, “I’m afraid you’ll get tired.”

"Is it really good?" Yang Mi blinked her big eyes, her face full of anticipation.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Yuan couldn't bear to discourage her.

That would be considered lacking in romantic understanding.

"Of course, I haven't trained professionally, so I don't know."

"But I really like it. Not only is the song good, but most importantly, you sang with great feeling. I can feel the emotion in it."

"It's good that you know." Yang Mi pointed at him, but felt a little lonely.

She only hoped that you would stop your wandering gaze... She thought of the lyrics, of the other person and of herself.

Can you look at me alone?
Zhang Yuan was pondering this.

Yang Mi has always been a very opinionated girl.

Why did she sing this theme song?
Actually, she also wanted to follow the standard path these days: to become a singer after excelling in acting!

This song is the famous "The Power of Love".

Although Zhang Yuan felt like he needed oxygen after listening to it... he could glean a lot of music-related information from various people, and he could tell there were a lot of problems just by listening.

It can't reach the high notes, it can't reach the low notes, and it gets stuck in the middle.

Yang Mi's voice is very distinctive. Her sinus area is different from that of ordinary people, so her voice has a heavy nasal tone, which becomes more and more obvious as she gets older.

That's how I talk, and that's how I sing.

The music itself is fine; the composer is named Tan Xuan.

The music for dramas like "My Sunshine", "Swords of Legends", "Eternal Love", and "Princess Agents" was all composed and set to music by someone else.

The problem is with her.

Cheng Hao, Xixi, and Yang Mi have all released albums, so why don't these three sing publicly anymore, or even talk about music?

Do you think Yang Mi didn't know that "The Power of Love" had become her "dark history"?

However, her occasional abstract gestures actually make this abstract song seem less abstract.

It's precisely because these actresses lack musical talent yet still release albums, and years later, after learning about their true abilities from real-world and online feedback, that they are all unwilling to mention it.

I bet people would hide in the bathroom and facepalm just thinking about it.

Times have changed. Now they're only in their early twenties, a time for fun and excitement. They think releasing albums and singing is fashionable, not only boosting their fame but also making money.

To be honest, although these three girls aren't professionals, none of them lose money when they release an album, after all, their fame speaks for itself.

Especially Yang Mi, you can say she doesn't sing well, but she really makes money!

The song "The Power of Love" alone brought her tens of millions in revenue from various angles.

It has been performed countless times at galas in various places.

Later, as he matured, he refused to sing even when offered money.

Zhang Yuan glanced at her upper body.

His pectoral muscles are well-developed, but his thoracic cavity is underdeveloped.

Therefore, the breathing is unstable.

She is well-endowed, but has a small frame.

There aren't many petite girls who can unleash tremendous energy; Angela Chang and G.E.M. are exceptions.

A good voice is purely a matter of talent.

The vocal cord function of Xiao Shenyang and his wife is so good that even professionals would drool with envy.

However, their daughter did not inherit these traits and is clearly not as good as her parents.

She wouldn't give up even if they told her not to sing.

People are stubborn and won't give up until they've hit rock bottom, especially when they're young.

They stopped falling, stopped feeling pain, and stopped realizing they were wrong or unsuitable.

At least I can make money… Zhang Yuan comforted himself and said gently.

"If you want to sing later, release an album."

"I know some professionals who can help you find a partner."

"Really!" She hopped and skipped, landing squarely on his lap. "You think I'm good enough to release an album?"

Zhang Yuan: …

It can make money, it can make money.

He gently stroked the other person's long hair, without answering, and changed the subject. "The thrush I brought you was stolen from Brother Qian."

"The best of the new birds that the horse farm has bred themselves."

"I brought it here, no... I'm just complimenting you, your voice is beautiful."

Yang Mi heard his repeated words and knew that he wasn't entirely telling the truth, but she was still quite pleased to be coaxed.

That's the advantage of young women—they're willing to be deceived.

As women get older, especially those over 35 or 40, they become too lazy to pretend to be ignorant when they know the truth.

"It's mainly for your learning."

"study?"

"Hmm." Zhang Yuan picked up his bag, took out a folder, and pulled out a script outline.

When I last met with Pang Hong, we talked about casting.

She already had a role in "Painted Skin 2". She was a fairy follower named Que'er.

This is one of the better roles she played in her acting career.

He then allowed him to return to his place, asked Pang Hong for the script, and had him audition.

Pang Hong didn't object, not because Yang Mi was popular, but mainly because of Pang Hong's and Zhang Yimou's influence.

It doesn't really matter; Pang Hong will be happy once "Palace" airs.

Wow, a movie!

“Yes, I starred in it.” Zhang Yuan pointed to the birdcage: “This character is a bird that has become a spirit, so you need to observe the animals’ expressions more.”

"Do your audition well."

"This is a legitimate film crew, the pay is good, and you won't be detained."

"Why bring up something you shouldn't have?" She frowned in annoyance, then smiled broadly: "If I get the role, does that mean I can act with you and spend several months together?"

"Yes."

Zhang Yuan could clearly sense that, compared to acting in movies, she seemed more interested in spending time with herself.

"Besides this play, there are others."

Zhang Yuanyu took another script out of the file bag.

At the post-Lunar New Year gathering, he specifically sought out Hong Kong business owners to chat and inquire whether there were any projects they could work on together.

Both small and large costs are negotiable.

After a long and arduous process, I finally managed to get the owner of Mei Ya to suggest a particular piece of work.

A low-budget horror film, Far Cry, which shares the same name as the famous game but has absolutely no connection to the content!
Other films are fine to talk about, but for this one, Zhang Yuan can say with certainty that it's a terrible movie.

A standard low-budget B-movie from Europe and America.

In the North American market, these kinds of films are rarely shown in theaters; they are basically only sold on DVD.

Regardless of the story, filming techniques, or acting skills, it's all subpar.

While both are horror films, the director of "Mysterious Island," Chung Kai-cheung, is probably two and a half times less skilled than James Wan.

It's a bad movie, not very good, but there's nothing we can do about it.

Even if it's a bad movie, we have to get it for Yang Mi.

Without this drama, there would be no "Yang Mi"!
Why did this low-budget horror film succeed?
It was all thanks to Yang Mi.

It was only after "Palace" aired that she became a huge star, and her popularity suddenly skyrocketed, attracting a large number of viewers to the cinema.

As the saying goes, "If you can't bear to part with your wife, you can't catch a hooligan."

The biggest selling point of this movie is its focus on sex appeal.

Yang Mi was very clear about what he was doing and understood what others wanted to see.

She herself also wants to find some works to transform her image, changing her acting style from the girlish style of the past to a more mature one.

Although "Far Cry" was terrible, it was still one of her representative works and, to some extent, further boosted her fame.

Many male viewers fell in love with her because of this drama.

Regardless of whether the reasons for liking someone are pure or not, just say whether you like them or not.

Another important reason is that this movie made a fortune!
Because of Yang Mi's popularity, this terrible movie miraculously grossed over 100 million yuan at the box office.

What about the cost?
The filming cost was less than 500 million.

It would be foolish not to make this money!
For the money, I'll just watch a little bit of cleavage; after all, I can't touch it through the screen.

According to the original timeline, after Yang Mi terminated her contract with Rongxingda, she had a very strained relationship with Li Shaohong, to the point that she couldn't make it in the imperial circle and had to go to the Hong Kong circle.

It was only after coming to Mei Ah that I was able to participate in the film as an artist under their management.

Since she's not in Mei Ya now, I have to personally help her get her back.

It's fair to say that if Yang Mi weren't the lead actress in this film, no matter how much she slept or how big her breasts were, she wouldn't have achieved such box office success.

There are plenty of women with large breasts; in the capital market, a stunning figure is not a scarce resource.

It's Yang Mi's face, her past image, and her figure that make people have all sorts of fantasies.

They are indispensable and complement each other.

Before "Palace" became a huge hit, her salary was not high.

If it had been any later, after the TV series became a hit, the production cost of this film would have been much higher than 500 million.

"What and what?"

"This play is so different from 'Painted Skin'."

"Why are you kicking me from the sky and then from the ground?" Yang Mi said, scratching her head.

“You’re not picky about roles; you’ll take anything as long as you get paid.”

"That's true." She nodded casually, not caring at all about what he said.

"You should get everything ready; I think it suits you."

"And they all get paid, so they don't work for free."

"So, are you going to act in this low-budget film?"

Zhang Yuan: …

You want to harm me?

Yang Mi has always had a tendency to be the "Queen of Bad Movies," but she doesn't follow the path of a performing artist, so it doesn't really matter.

"I won't act; the production team can't afford my salary." That was the only answer he could give.

"Ugh..." Yang Mi lay on the bed, gently swinging her legs.

She looked at him with eyes that held a mixture of admiration and envy.

"You're really amazing, you can get such a high salary."

"When will I be able to be like you?"

Zhang Yuan looked at her like this.

Yes, and very soon.

……

He returned to the capital the next day.

After resting for a few days, I first went with Cheng Hao to attend the project launch conference for the TV series "Qian Xuesen".

It was quite a grand affair.

It has a completely different atmosphere from typical movies; it's much more serious and rigorous.

He didn't dare to joke around as casually as usual when answering reporters' questions.

The wording was quite cautious.

"I feel that it would be an honor for me to play a role like Mr. Qian in this lifetime."

"It's also a milestone in my acting career."

"My skills are limited, but I hope to show even a fraction of Qian Xuesen's brilliance."

Cheng Hao, standing to the side, felt a little uncomfortable seeing him like this.

Is this still the same man who's always smiling and joking around with me?
However, it would be great if it could stay that way.

She admired this side of Zhang Yuan.

After the press conference, Zhang Yuan was called aside for a private chat.

When Cheng Hao noticed that he had returned, his expression had become more serious.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, it's none of your business." Zhang Yuan put his hands in his pockets; the other person was urging him.

The first thing he did after getting home was to have his assistant book him a flight to North America.

Not long after, people came to the house.

First up is Sun Li, the "Empress" who just finished filming.
Then, the traitor broke into his house... (End of Chapter)