Huayu: You were supposed to be a top star, but you've become capital?

Time quickly moved to the next day, September 18th, a special day.

Lin Shen sat on a single sofa in the hotel suite, flipping through a magazine, with a cup of coffee beside him.

Yang Chaoyue, holding a tablet, sat cross-legged on the carpet opposite him, his brows furrowed and his lips moving rapidly as if chanting some kind of spell.

Occasionally, when the screen freezes, I hurriedly look down and swipe the screen.

"The entertainment industry is not above the law... As public figures, speaking out is based on a sense of social responsibility, not targeting any individual... I will continue to give back through my work in the future..."

Her reading was halting and dry.

Lin Shen glanced at her but didn't say anything.

Feeling the gaze, Yang Chaoyue read even more enthusiastically, raising his voice slightly, trying to infuse the standard answers carefully prepared by Boss Jia into the air, hoping they could drift into the ears of the person opposite him.

"We believe that the bottom line of law and morality cannot be challenged, and we firmly believe in mainstream values..." she was reading a long sentence.

"Stop." Lin Shen put down the magazine, took a sip of coffee, and said, "Are you chanting sutras here?"

Yang Chaoyue's face fell, he put the tablet on his lap, and said worriedly:

"Brother Shen! President Jia said this is *Southern Metropolis Daily*, not your average tabloid! They...they're asking really tricky questions! Just let me read it all, even if you only remember the gist!"

"Southern Metropolis Daily..." Lin Shen repeated with amusement. This feature was titled "The Social Responsibility of Young Actors," which sounded positive, but Lao Jia's concerns about how the other party would approach the topic were not unfounded.

However, seeing Xiao Yang's tense demeanor, he suddenly had a mischievous thought.

"Xiao Yang, seeing how hard you study, it's a real shame you're not in school. How about I enroll you in a class?"

"Huh?" Yang Chaoyue was stunned, blinked, and blurted out, "Is there a salary?"

Lin Shen raised an eyebrow, deliberately putting on a stern face: "I take you to school, and you still want a salary from me?"

"Oh..." Yang Chaoyue quickly did the math in his mind. He didn't have time to run with Brother Shen when he was in school, and without running, he wouldn't get the bonus or subsidy. It was a huge loss.

She shook her head vigorously, "Then I won't go. I'm fine with self-study now."

"That's a pity." Lin Shen glanced at the time again and casually asked, "By the way, now that the interview is over, do you have any other plans for today?"

Yang Chaoyue quickly scrolled through the schedule on the tablet:

"At 7 p.m., a local upscale jewelry brand has invited you to a small tea party, but Mr. Jia said you can decline if you're tired."

She looked up, a little curious, "What's wrong, Brother Shen?"

Lin Shen smiled and said, "It's alright. After the interview, I'll take you out for a walk."

"Go shopping..." Xiao Yang's eyes lit up. Just as he was about to ask where they were going, the doorbell rang crisply.

It's time for the interview.

"Open the door." Lin Shen dropped his casual expression and raised his chin.

"Hey!" Yang Chaoyue quickly got up and ran over to open the door.

Two people were standing outside the door. The one in front was a female reporter in her forties, with short hair, wearing a neat shirt and trousers, and exquisite makeup. She was holding a voice recorder and a notebook.

A younger male photographer followed behind her, carrying equipment.

"Hello, Ms. Lin, excuse me. I'm Shen Ruobing, a reporter from Southern Metropolis Daily." The female reporter extended her hand proactively, with a standard smile.

"Hello, Ms. Shen, please come in." Lin Shen stood up and went over to shake hands with her briefly.

Yang Chaoyue swiftly led the group to the pre-arranged interview area, where Shen Ruobing and Lin Shen sat down as the main guests and the photographer began adjusting the camera positions and lighting.

Xiao Yang quietly retreated out of the camera's view, took out his notebook, and prepared to take notes, still feeling very uneasy.

After exchanging pleasantries and a brief introduction, Shen Ruobing pressed the recorder button and got down to business.

"Teacher Lin, your Weibo post regarding the scandal involving disgraced celebrities has generated a huge response. We have seen a lot of praise, with people praising your clear stance and sense of responsibility."

However, some voices believe that the entertainment industry is a complex place, and your direct statement might be a bit too sharp, even worrying that it could affect your career within the industry.

Shen Ruobing got straight to the point.

Yang Chaoyue immediately perked up his ears and looked nervously at Lin Shen.

Lin Shen simply smiled upon hearing this and answered directly:

"Sharp? I think it was just stating the truth. As for the impact..."

"If upholding the most basic bottom line of a citizen or an individual can hinder development, then the development itself may need to be questioned. My development is not based on a blurred line between right and wrong."

Shen Ruobing's eyes flickered slightly, and she quickly jotted down a few notes in her notebook before continuing to ask:

"Your remarks focused on the sacrifices of anti-drug police officers, which was very moving. However, some commentators believe that elevating an entertainment event to a heavy social issue is a form of topic shifting."

Or, to put it another way, as a public figure with enormous influence, are you using such serious issues to cultivate a certain personal image?

The questions became more pointed, with an implicit intention to label them as opportunistic and showy. Yang Chaoyue couldn't help but purse his lips in the corner. This female reporter is so mean!

Lin Shen's smile faded, and he sat up straighter.

"Reporter Shen, the sacrifice is a fact, not an issue that anyone has shifted. They have always been there, just sometimes overshadowed by the excitement of entertainment news."

I'm speaking out not to establish any particular image, but precisely because I see people trying to use entertainment and excitement to cover up or downplay this fact.

This isn't exploitation; it's a reminder, a reminder that light shines because someone blocks out the darkness.

Lin Shen paused, then looked at Shen Ruobing:

"As for my personal image, I've never thought about building anything based on it. An actor's job is to act, and I let my roles and works speak for themselves. But before that, I have to be a person who understands right and wrong."

Shen Ruobing pressed further: "Understanding right and wrong is very important. But in the entertainment industry, right and wrong often have far-reaching and complex implications."

By drawing such clear lines, have you considered that this might cause you to miss out on potential collaborations or be ostracized by certain circles? After all, reality is often more complex than ideals.

Upon hearing this, Lin Shen not only wasn't nervous, but instead laughed: "Losing some opportunities? That's great."

Shen Ruobing was clearly taken aback.

"This will help me filter out partners whose values ​​don't align with mine," Lin Shen continued unhurriedly.

"It saved me time and effort; I don't need to squeeze into every circle. Losing some circles isn't a big deal. As for the complexities of reality, it's precisely because of those complexities that simple, direct truths deserve to be spoken, don't they?"

The interview lasted for another twenty minutes, and Shen Ruobing's questions gradually expanded to Lin Shen's views on traffic and responsibility, the role model role of young idols, and his future work plans.

Lin Shen's answers always revolved around the core: the bottom line cannot be blurred, the work is fundamental, and as for the rest, whether they come or not is up to him; he doesn't cater to them.

His attitude was not one of indignation, but rather a calm composure based on his own strength and clear planning.