83: You are a policeman, I am a gangster, so let's accept our fate.

Wu Zhengxuan raised his hand and scratched his eyebrow, "Do you know why he chose this role?"

Deputy General Manager Yang looked at Director Sun Yunyi and Tang Chen.

Tang Chen said, "He's been through a lot lately, and young people tend to easily immerse themselves in drama roles, imagining themselves turning dark. Plus, he wants to try a new path, so he's even more eager to try a villain image, imagining himself fighting against the mundane, right?"

The others nodded, agreeing with his view.

The Artist Director looked around and said, "Leaders, colleagues. We've already evaluated his most outstanding singing. So, let's first discuss his performance and preliminary welfare benefits? Then we can discuss other matters, is that okay?"

Deputy General Manager Yang nodded, "Yes."

...

On the other side, Chen Fang walked towards the props room while thinking.

As for the gang boss, he had two choices.

One was to use a pirated version of the character immersive experience pill to quickly experience what it felt like to be a gang boss.

The second was to rely on his acting skills to recreate film clips related to a gang boss from his memory.

Movies and TV shows are also art. Art comes from life, but it is not entirely realistic. Just like painting, it is not a direct copy of reality, but a re-creation.

A successful image that has been tested by the market should be more effective than a realistic gang boss, right?

And it could save the pills.

It was decided.

There were many film and television images.

But to find one whose lines he could remember, there was only one option—Ni Yongxiao.

In his previous life, he loved "Infernal Affairs" very much, and he had watched the movie several times. Short video platforms often recommended clips to him, and he knew the famous scenes like the back of his hand. It was perfect for the interview.

However, Ni Yongxiao's family background was too complicated.

The performance time was very short, and the content that could be displayed was limited. He needed to find a specific scene. It had to involve less of the family background and more of his identity as a gang boss.

Chen Fang thought as he walked into the prop room.

He was wearing a casual suit for the interview, which made him look relatively sunny, not quite fitting the temperament of a gang boss.

Chen Fang took a dark gray suit from the hanger, changed out of his own jacket, and came out of the changing room. He sat in front of the mirror and said to the styling assistant, "Please help me create a mature, steady, and sharp short hairstyle. The key is to make me look mature."

"Okay."

...

Half an hour later.

Chen Fang left the prop room and just reached the meeting room door when he met Tang Chen.

Tang Chen was holding a cup of coffee and was about to push the door open. Seeing Chen Fang, he paused and waved to him.

"Teacher Tang, is there something?" Chen Fang walked over.

"After all, I was the one who called you over, so I... I'll give you a reminder. You don't need to be nervous, just relax and act naturally. This part shouldn't be a big problem."

"Understood, thank you, Teacher Tang."

"Let's go." Tang Chen led the way in.

Chen Fang followed closely, greeted the interviewers, and quickly adjusted the setup.

A staff member helping with the scene brought him a low table and placed it diagonally behind the chair. Chen Fang put the prop gun on the low table.

Since the performance hadn't started yet, Chen Fang maintained his usual expression. Coupled with an elegant and capable suit, he looked very much like a CEO from an idol drama. However, his makeup and styling showed a slight hint of hardship.

Director Director Sun Yunyi scrutinized his styling.

Combining his previous loyal dog persona with the gang boss persona he was about to play, a concept popped into his mind—a Yandere gang boss from an idol drama.

This persona, though it sounded embarrassing, was profitable! Not bad, this young man has great ideas.

Wu Zhengxuan, on the other hand, felt a bit helpless.

Times had changed. The gang bosses they used to play emphasized realism. Some actors even came from gang backgrounds.

Now... well, it's market demand, understandable.

Chen Fang and the two co-actors finished the simple setup in about ten seconds. "Leaders and teachers, I'm ready."

Director Sun Yunyi looked at Wu Zhengxuan, who was the expert in this segment.

Wu Zhengxuan said, "Then you all go to your positions first."

"Okay." Chen Fang sat on the chair, one co-actor walked in front of him and knelt, head down. Another stood beside him. The assistant stood next to the kneeling person.

Chen Fang sat with his legs spread, upper body slightly bent, in a relaxed and casual posture. He lowered his head and put on his glasses. He closed his eyes, entered the role, and from now on, he was not Chen Fang, but the gang boss.

Wu Zhengxuan: "Start."

...

The boss looked up at the traitor kneeling on the ground.

His body was relaxed, his expression calm and composed, his gaze sharp, his lips slightly pursed. "Four years ago," he paused, looked up at the person standing beside him, observing everyone's expressions, just a glance, then looked back at the traitor on the ground, "How much money did you take from him?"

Wu Zhengxuan slowly sat up straight.

From the moment Chen Fang looked up, he noticed that this kid's aura had completely changed!

Hmm? He wasn't imitating an idol drama; he was going for a realistic style?

Wu Zhengxuan became interested and crossed his hands, observing Chen Fang.

The others also quickly realized that things seemed to be more than they appeared, and they all became serious.

...

The traitor nervously said, "Sir, please give me a chance."

The boss leaned back, glanced at the traitor with an indifferent gaze, picked up the pistol from the nearby table, stood up, handed the pistol to the subordinate standing beside him, and turned his back.

The subordinate fired a shot, and the traitor fell to the ground.

The boss turned around, gripped the subordinate's wrist, took back the pistol, then slowly turned his back again, looking straight ahead, "Four years ago, I gave them a chance, but they didn't take it."

His gaze met Tang Chen's, he tilted his head slightly, a hint of pain flashed in his cold eyes, but his tone remained calm, "If I give you a chance today... do you want it?"

Tang Chen blinked. Chen Fang's gaze made him feel as if Chen Fang was looking through him, at a partner who had betrayed him.

Tang Chen couldn't help but get goosebumps. How could he act so convincingly? Did he have personal experience? Did a colleague at Jiahao mess with him?

At the same time.

The subordinate turned his head, following the boss's gaze.

Just then, the boss slowly raised the pistol, pressed it against the subordinate's waist, raised an eyebrow slightly, his eyes full of helplessness, and even a hint of innocence, "You've been in my house for seven years, and you're a police officer."

He stared intently at the subordinate, shaking his head slightly, "I'm a gangster."

The boss took a deep breath, "So, let fate decide."

With a bang, the subordinate let out a muffled groan, his body slightly bent.

The boss tilted his head, staring at him, "Don't blame me, because your superior..." A flash of hatred crossed his eyes, his jawline tensed, "killed my father."

With that, he straightened up and looked straight ahead, firing several more shots.

The subordinate fell down, he glanced at him disdainfully, pulled a wiretap from his embrace, a sneer on his lips, looked at it, and threw it to the ground.