Chapter 439: Gift, Your Sister is Nine the God (2)

Translator: _Min

“My old friend knows people from the LI family. With their permission, he turned the story of the LI family’s eldest son into a drama, aiming to increase its exposure. Of course, it couldn’t be too obvious, so they changed the genders of a few characters.”

“Seeking the Lost” garnered high attention online, being based on the true events that occurred to the LI family.

Yuan Heping introduced her to the role of the lost daughter, now grown up, which only had three minutes of screen time.

“Teacher Yuan, I really like this film. Thank you for recommending me,” Si Fuqing said, her expression becoming earnest. “When I find a script that’s suitable for you, I’ll make sure to return the favor.”

Yuan Heping didn’t take her promise too seriously but was still pleased enough to boast to Shen Xiuwen, “Look at that, my girl hasn’t even made her mark yet, and she’s already thinking of me.”

Si Fuqing was just starting out in the entertainment industry and had not yet ventured into the film sector.

It would be a decade before she could introduce him to any resources. Shen Xiuwen didn’t spare his feelings, “Thick-skinned, aren’t you?”

Yuan Heping turned his microphone back on, “Ah… it’s a pity there aren’t any good films available now.”

He felt somewhat melancholic.

He started as a stunt double and spent five years as an extra before landing a role that showed his face.

Over the years, he had worked in many TV shows and movies, winning a few domestic awards, but his career had hit a plateau and he had been unable to break through.

[The fact that Teacher Yuan comes from a martial arts background is actually highly regarded internationally. Martial arts stars are very popular abroad, it’s just that Glenn is hard to break into. If Teacher Yuan were to star in a major Glenn production, he’d definitely become an international superstar.]

[And rightfully so. Teacher Yuan’s skills are real, unlike some actors today—no names mentioned—who need doubles just to write. They’re essentially just selling their faces.

Nowadays, martial arts scenes are so fake, a few twirls of a fan and you’re suddenly a martial arts sect leader. When will these stars get serious? I used to love watching fight scenes.]

[I’ll never forget when a foreign journalist interviewed Teacher Yuan with a look of reverence and excitedly said, ‘Everyone in Great Xia knows kung fu!’]

At ten o’clock, the day’s live broadcast ended.

Xu Jianian’s agent finally came over.

After ensuring no one was around the tent, he spoke, “What do you think? Are you going to continue with your plan? Using her as a shield?”

Xu Jianian was ambitious and capable of climbing higher, having maintained his position among the top celebrities for two years.

His agent often listened to his decisions.

“Mhmm,” Xu Jianian exhaled slowly. ‘With RM backing her, her popularity is increasing. I was worried her career might suffer impact, but now I feel no guilt. ”

“That’s true, she has signed with RM for at least a year,” the agent regretted, “It’s really something, saving someone and landing such a high-level endorsement. If we had known…”

He paused, realizing even with foreknowledge, he wouldn’t have risked Xu Jianian’s safety to save someone.

“I wonder if she’s the global spokesperson we heard about on the phone, since both new brand ambassadors were recommended by her, although she claimed it was because of their looks,” Xu Jianian pondered. “if so…”

“Impossible,” the agent firmly denied. “Clothing and bag are much higher categories than beauty, not even on the same level. If she really was the global spokesperson, why bother with separate promotions?”

Xu Jianian nodded, somewhat relieved.

“As long as you’re clear on that,” the agent lifted the curtain. “There are still over two weeks of filming left. Seize the opportunity, and I’ll stir up some CP hype for you.”

“Alright,” Xu Jianian stood up and left with his agent.

Si Fuqing was sitting in front of the cabin, making a phone call.

“Teacher, do you know any action sci-fi film directors?” she asked. “Introduce me to one.”

“You’re going for that genre?” Gu Wenzhu was surprised. “I do know a couple, but their standards are high. The actors really get into it, ending up with bruises and swollen faces. You can’t afford to get injured, your hands are crucial. You absolutely cannot do these kinds of films.” God’s Right Hand.

Any harm to it would drive the fashion industry insane.

“It’s not for me.” Si Fuqing blinked. “It’s for an elder who has been very kind to me.

She hadn’t told Gu Wenzhu about “Crossing the Demon Realm,” which had many martial arts scenes,