85: The interview is over. Your hobby is quite unique.

Director Sun Yunyi asked, "Teacher Chen, can we start?"

"Yes, the setting and scenario I've designed are: an addict has emptied his home due to drug use and has come to his elderly father today to beg for money to buy drugs." Chen Fang looked at the actor he would be performing with. "Thank you for acting with me."

Old Jiang, the actor, agreed, "Improvise, right? No problem."

"Yes, thank you for your trouble."

Chen Fang sat down on the chair, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and recalled the memories he had gained from the immersive experience pill. OK, from now on, he was the addict.

"Start."

As Director Sun Yunyi spoke, the performance officially began.

Chen Fang's body suddenly trembled, he moved shakily, then fell from the chair with a thud, slumping to the ground, his legs shaking uncontrollably.

His face was pale, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by pain.

The interviewers stared at him, all a little stunned.

Is it that realistic? He's even breaking out in a cold sweat?

Old Jiang walked over.

Chen Fang saw him and, as if grabbing a life raft, quickly got up, propped himself on his trembling legs, hunched his body, took two steps, and grabbed his sleeve, "Dad, give me 2000 yuan, I can't take it anymore, you don't want to see me die, do you?"

Old Jiang met his gaze and saw bloodshot eyes, with a hint of viciousness and threat in his pleading look.

Old Jiang felt a little creeped out.

What the hell? How is he acting so real?

"No, no, there's no money left. You've emptied out all the money in the house. Where would I have any money?"

"Stop faking it!"

Old Jiang's body trembled as Chen Fang gripped his arm tightly.

Chen Fang, in front of him, lowered his head slightly and took a deep breath, seemingly trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

Chen Fang looked at him again, his lips and nostrils trembling.

Old Jiang blinked. What's going on? Is it this real?

Suddenly, Old Jiang felt the pressure on his arm intensify. Chen Fang seemed to be unable to support his legs, pulling on his sleeve as he slumped to the ground, his knuckles white, veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes red, the viciousness in his eyes even stronger, "Give me the money! Don't... don't force me."

Old Jiang was a bit bewildered; he usually performed with young actors, none of whom were this intense.

All the interviewers were also a little stunned.

In some people's minds, a thought even flashed: This guy couldn't have actually used drugs, could he? Is he having a real craving while acting?

...

Chen Fang's gaze became completely vicious. He flung Old Jiang's hand away, then stumbled towards a row of tables by the door, frantically searching, his movements abrupt and violent.

His eyes revealed a frantic obsession, "Where's the money? You're really a..."

Chen Fang rummaged twice, then came back and grabbed Old Jiang by the collar, his bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at him, his voice hoarse, screaming hysterically: "Where's the money! Money!"

Old Jiang got goosebumps and couldn't help but step back, turning his head to look at the leaders.

Director Sun Yunyi's mouth was slightly agape, and he also felt a little creeped out.

This is too real? Is Chen Fang's acting that good? He really had to wonder if Chen Fang was having a drug craving while acting.

Director Sun Yunyi glanced at Deputy General Manager Yang, and after receiving an affirmative look, he said, "Good, that's enough."

"My apologies, Teacher Jiang, I was rude just now." Chen Fang immediately released Old Jiang's collar.

Old Jiang instantly breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Chen Fang trying to straighten his collar for him, he involuntarily took two steps back to avoid him, forcing out a smile with lingering fear, "I, I, I'll do it myself, Teacher Chen, please go ahead."

Chen Fang gave him an apologetic look, then turned towards the interviewers, his expression composed, showing no sign of being out of control.

Chen Fang's gaze fell on the interviewers' seats, and he clearly felt that several interviewers' expressions changed from serious to relaxed, as if saying, "False alarm."

"Teacher Chen," Wu Zhengxuan said with a smile, but his eyes were clearly a little serious, "May I ask, have you researched the image of a drug addict?"

"Yes, I've watched movies of that kind, and just now in the props room, I also looked up how they act during an episode."

Chen Fang's assistant behind him nodded to the leaders.

Seeing the interviewers exchange glances, Chen Fang proactively said, "Is my acting too vivid, making you all suspicious? I can undergo a check-up."

"No, Teacher Chen, don't take offense," Deputy General Manager Yang said with a smile, "You just proactively expressed your desire to pursue an acting career, which shows you've indeed done some homework. These two portrayals also show us that you are truly very talented. So, I'll ask directly, what other roles are you good at?"

Chen Fang's heart swelled with joy.

This question needed to be answered carefully; the types of roles he excelled at would likely be the roles the company would assign him in the future.

Of course, they had to be roles that could both generate negative emotional value and easily win awards.

Chen Fang thought as he spoke:

"Ghosts, assassins, treacherous officials—in short, ruthless villains."

All the interviewers: "..."

As expected of someone who could propose being a corpse driving.

Director Sun Yunyi smiled wryly, "Teacher Chen... do you often watch movies in this genre?"

"Yes, but I am a good person."

Director Sun Yunyi nodded, "Teacher Chen has quite unique hobbies."

Wu Zhengxuan interjected, "Yes, while this is uncommon among young actors, it's actually a good niche. Teacher Chen just showed duality in his portrayal of the gang boss."

Director Sun Yunyi looked at Wu Zhengxuan, then at Deputy General Manager Yang, and seeing Deputy General Manager Yang nod slightly, he said:

"Alright, thank you, Teacher Chen. That concludes the main content of our interview. Do you have anything you'd like to add?"

Chen Fang pondered for a moment.

They were about to finalize the contract, and any resources he needed had to be brought up now.

"If I have the opportunity, I'd like to shoot some short films and achieve something in the field of directing."

Deputy General Manager Yang nodded, opening his file.

The file stated that he had shot three or four short films during his time at school and had even won some awards.

Then it was certainly worth a try.

Because the industry isn't as professional now. When the industry grew, many amateurs joined.

Especially in some small production teams, an outsider comes in, handles the camera relatively steadily, works on two projects, and becomes a cinematographer.

It's fine for Chen Fang to have this hobby and try his hand at small production teams. Anyway, many works are just made for fans, and fans pay for them.

Deputy General Manager Yang smiled shallowly, "If there's an opportunity in the future, Teacher Chen can try it. Today's time is limited, so let's stop here for now."

"Okay." Chen Fang agreed. It seemed that making films would have to be a gradual process.

Director Sun Yunyi smiled, "Teacher Chen, please go to the lounge to rest for about ten minutes. We'll have a brief discussion."

"Okay, thank you." Chen Fang got up and left the conference room.

Chen Fang closed the door, yawned, walked into the props room, and sat in front of the mirror, waiting for the stylist to remove his makeup and styling.