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Everyone in the courtyard burst into laughter.

Chen Daoming picked up his teacup, shook his head, and joked:

"Old He has this temper; once he encounters something he truly likes, he loses all self-control."

Fang Yu, however, was not in a hurry to talk about money.

He removed his hands from the guzheng and casually picked up a towel to wipe them.

"Director He, money is no object."

Fang Yu draped the towel aside, picked up a stool, walked back to the dining table, sat down again, and leaned forward slightly.

"However, I have an idea."

He Zheng waved his hand, his heroic spirit soaring to the clouds.

"Tell me! Just give me this song, and you can name your terms!"

Fang Yu smiled.

"I've had a dream of becoming a fantasy hero since I was a child."

He Zheng was stunned.

Not only him, but Zhou Zheng, Shen Weimin, Qi Wenhai, and even Liu Yifei next to him were stunned.

"Fantasy martial arts?"

He Zheng frowned deeply and repeated the word.

In this world, martial arts is the absolute mainstream in the film and television industry, emphasizing visceral combat, sword fights, and the grudges and feuds of the martial arts world.

As for the concept of "Xianxia" (a genre of Chinese fantasy), it is still an unexplored wilderness.

"Yes, fantasy/martial arts."

Fang Yu tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table.

"The films on the market now are all martial arts films, which are about people."

"I want to do something different, something about cultivating immortality, about flying on a sword, about the great principles of heaven and earth, about gods, demons, Buddhas, and monsters."

The courtyard was quiet for a few seconds.

He Zheng touched the prickly stubble on his chin, and his eyes changed.

He is a director who is extremely sensitive to subject matter. Although he had never heard of the exact term "fantasy martial arts", the words "flying on a sword" alone made him think of a visually striking image.

A long sword pierces through the clouds.

A person stands on a sword.

The vast mountains and rivers rush past beneath our feet.

If this were actually filmed, the visual impact would be absolutely amazing.

"And..." Fang Yu paused, then dropped an even bigger bombshell, "I wrote a script myself, and I want to play the lead role."

"puff--"

Zhou Zheng, who was drinking water from a cup next to him, almost spat out his water.

Liu Yifei also turned her head sharply, staring at Fang Yu with wide eyes.

What has this man been secretly doing behind my back again?

The script has already been written?

How come she's never even heard of a single word of it?

He Zheng stared at Fang Yu without saying a word for a long time.

He considered it carefully.

Fang Yu wants to enter the film and television industry, which is perfectly normal in today's Chinese entertainment industry.

It would be strange if a top-tier national celebrity with over a dozen hit songs, massive online traffic, and countless official endorsements didn't have several film and television companies lining up to offer him roles.

As for acting skills...

He Zheng's mind conjured up the tragic music video, "Mohe Dance Hall."

In the heavy snow, Fang Yu's empty, desperate yet affectionate eyes were so captivating that even the renowned director himself couldn't help but slap his thigh in admiration.

This kid is definitely talented in acting.

With his highly recognizable face and excellent public appeal, he's more than capable of playing a leading role.

But, writing the script myself?

He Zheng frowned subconsciously.

Interlaced like mountains.

Being able to write exceptional lyrics doesn't mean you can write a passable screenplay.

A script emphasizes structure, rhythm, character arc, and dramatic tension.

If even one link is missing, the whole show could fall apart.

After considering it for a moment, He Zheng decided to make things clear.

"You playing the lead role is no problem."

"With your current popularity and foundation, entering the film and television industry and becoming a leading actor is no problem at all."

"However... as for what you said about writing a notebook yourself, well..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

But the meaning was already clearly written on their faces.

Hey bro, stop messing around.

Crossing boundaries is fine, but don't take too big a step.

Fang Yu wasn't annoyed; he just smiled at him, looking completely at ease.

At this moment, Zhou Yuanshan, who hadn't said much, suddenly spoke up.

As a seasoned film and television investor in Beijing's film and television circle, he has always had a keen sense for projects and audience trends.

"If Brother Fang wants to make movies, I'll definitely invest."

Zhou Yuanshan held his wine bowl and looked at Fang Yu with a smile.

"Others may not know, but I, Zhou Yuanshan, believe in you."

"You, Fang Yu, are a golden brand now. I'd be willing to invest in anything you act in."

"I believe you will become famous."

Zhou Yuanshan's words were extremely well said.

This both gave Fang Yu face and secured a spot in advance.

If Fang Yu really manages to pull off something amazing, he'll be the first to enter the game.

A sure-fire way to make money.

After hearing this, He Zheng glared at him irritably.

"Old Zhou, stop causing trouble here."

"With Xiao Fang's current popularity, he can film almost anything and probably won't lose money."

"But whether you make money or not is one thing, whether you ruin your reputation or not is another."

"This isn't a one-off deal."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Fang Yu again, his tone becoming much more serious.

"Xiao Fang, how about this?"

"Send me that fantasy novel of yours when you're done writing it."

"I'll find a few top screenwriters in the industry to review it for you and polish the structure."

"If the script really holds up, we could try making a web series or a movie."

He Zheng spoke these words with utmost sincerity.

He truly valued talent and didn't want to see Fang Yu stumble in an unfamiliar field.

"However..." He Zheng changed the subject, his eyes narrowing slightly, revealing a shrewd and calculating air.

"If you really want to get into the film and television industry, I have a safer way."

Fang Yu looked at him.

"What method?"

"I can add a character to this martial arts movie."

He Zheng spoke very directly.

"The role doesn't need to be too big, and it won't affect the main storyline."

"But once this character is established, he will definitely shine."

"Why don't you make a cameo appearance first, follow the camera, and get a feel for how the crew actually operates?"

He leaned back in his chair and looked at Fang Yu, asking:

"How about it? Dare to give it a try?"

All eyes in the courtyard turned to Fang Yu once again.

Liu Yifei secretly nudged Fang Yu's leg with her knee under the table.

This is He Zheng's movie!

He is the top director of martial arts films in China, and many leading actors would kill for a supporting role.

Now that they're offering me more roles and invitations, this is like a windfall, and the safest way to get into the mainstream film and television industry.

Fang Yu felt the touch on his leg.

He turned to look at Liu Yifei and gave her a reassuring look.

Then, he turned around, picked up the wine bottle and poured himself a full drink. He picked up the rough porcelain bowl on the table, met He Zheng's gaze, grinned, and revealed a set of white teeth.

"Since Director He has already put it this way..."

"If I refuse again, I'll be ungrateful."

Fang Yu drank the liquor in the bowl in one gulp.

"I'll take this cameo role."

"good!"

He Zheng slapped his thigh and burst into laughter.

Zhou Yuanshan stood beside him, smiling as he raised his glass.

"Well, Lao He really made a killing today, eating and taking things away."

"Come on, let's drink to Brother Fang's upcoming entry into the film and television industry!"

Chen Daoming also smiled and picked up his teacup.

Several large bowls and teacups clinked together in the courtyard, making a crisp sound.