Actually, some of what Ruan Shuang said did make sense. Fang Zhao knew this clearly.
Fang Zhao's disadvantage was that he was not an actor and had never acted formally before. In terms of acting, he did not have any works that he could bring out, let alone experience. He simply had none!
But he still had to try. Even if he was rejected, at least he had tried.
Why was he so fixated on this?
Why did he overestimate his abilities and fight for a role in a TV series when it had nothing to do with his profession?
Different actors playing the same role would give people different impressions.
For people of the New Era, Yanzhou's leader, Fang Zhao, had the lowest presence among leaders of the same rank. This was also related to Fang Zhao not being able to last until the end. There were videos and images left behind, but many of them were not released to the public. Unlike those generals who had lived until the founding of the New Era, they had been able to leave behind video records.
What kind of person was the historical Fang Zhao like?
Not to mention people from other continents, even Yanzhou natives did not know. All they knew were those thin words and pitifully few pictures in history books.
As for unofficial history, they were just gossip and could not be taken seriously.
Fang Zhao had once bought an unofficial history book on the sales charts out of curiosity. He had been so angry that he had laughed.
At that time, Zuo Yu had noticed that his boss did not look too good and had even explained, "Don't take this too seriously. It's just some nonsense."
In the past, some authors had written too much about a few great generals, angering the descendants of the great generals and getting banned. As for the book that Fang Zhao had read, it had been made up to a lesser extent and had not been targeted by the descendants of the great generals of the various continents.
"Founding Era" was an adaptation of historical facts and tried to be as realistic as possible. However, the script would surely be altered for artistic effect, so it would not be exactly the same as real history.
Even so, Fang Zhao still hoped to let people 500 years in the future see a more realistic "Fang Zhao" that was closer to the truth of history.
He hoped to let everyone see the Fang Zhao version of Fang Zhao in the first officially approved large-scale TV series of the Period of Destruction!
As for acting, Fang Zhao still had some confidence in himself. To be honest, during the Period of Destruction, in such a chaotic and complicated environment, there were conflicts between people, and leaders of their level were all drama queens.
It was necessary to pretend to be weak, to pretend to be happy, angry, sad, or joyful. In fact, many times, in order to achieve one's goal, one had to pretend to know how to hide. And as his status grew higher and higher, it was even more impossible for him to reveal his true emotions at all times. If he was the slightest bit careless, he and his comrades would lose their lives.
But how to act in front of the camera, how to act well, he still had to learn. After all, he was not a professional.
Fang Zhao had already read up on some information on the performing arts field and had a theoretical understanding. He had also signed up for virtual classes online and taken virtual classes. These were all preparatory work.
Fang Zhao also didn't think that he could really beat those established movie stars in an instant. He just had an advantage in terms of "understanding of the characters" compared to others. He understood his advantages, but his disadvantages were obvious as well.
As for what Ruan Shuang had said, his main goal was to make Fang Zhao back off. One less competitor meant one more hope. Fang Zhao understood, but he did not say anything. He was just too astonished to see someone who looked exactly like him. He could not help but be curious. There were many people who looked alike in this world, but this was the first time Fang Zhao had encountered such a situation.
At this moment, a group of youths came out of a restaurant not far away. They reeked of alcohol and laughed as they passed by Fang Zhao and Ruan Shuang. Listening to their conversation, they were going to an entertainment venue. It was a very common type of people.
Fang Zhao's gaze swept across them, pausing briefly on one of the youths before naturally shifting his gaze away. He said to Ruan Shuang, "Sorry, I have something to attend to."
Ruan Shuang stopped talking. Hearing Fang Zhao say this, he smiled and said, "All right, you go ahead."
Seeing Fang Zhao's departing figure, Ruan Shuang thought that his words had worked. This young man finally could not hold back his pride and wanted to escape.
"Indeed, he is still too young."
Ruan Shuang shook his head and sighed. What he had said just now was indeed reasonable, but his main goal was to make Fang Zhao give up on this idea. To be so easily persuaded and change his mind, he was indeed still a youngster.
And on the other side, Fang Zhao, who did not know Ruan Shuang was lamenting, was following behind that noisy group of youths. His main focus was on one person. He could smell the stench of blood on that young man. Furthermore, although that person seemed to be chatting happily with those around him, they might not really be together. There was something wrong with this person.
Given Fang Zhao's accumulated experience from his previous life, he might not be able to completely see through a person, but with his eyesight and intuition, as long as he sensed that something was wrong, then there was definitely a problem!
He followed at a moderate distance and did not let anyone detect him. Further ahead was the area on the cruise that was constructed like a street. It was even noisier, and both sides were lined with shops selling all sorts of things. There were also entertainment venues. At this time, it was bustling. It was similar to some of the bustling streets on land.
Fang Zhao watched as that young man separated from that group. That group headed for the casino, while that young man headed for a restaurant on the other side of the street.
After some thought, Fang Zhao dialed the ship's police number.
That's right, to ensure the safety of the people on board, this cruise ship had armed guards. This was also one of the basic equipment for large cruise ships in Teasandsea.
Very quickly, the call went through.
"Hello, this is Teasandsea Cruise Ship No. 9's police office."
"There's someone here. You better check it out," Fang Zhao said.
In the cruise ship's police office, a young police officer was looking at the screen. As the call went through, the caller's information and location were displayed.
The screen was split into two. The left side displayed Fang Zhao's identity information, while the right side displayed the surveillance footage. In the middle of the screen was Fang Zhao.
When he saw Fang Zhao's identity information and the particularly eye-catching "reserve duty major" column, the police operator's eyebrows twitched. His originally casual expression was replaced with seriousness as he sat up straight.
The police officer beside him saw the situation and also quietly came over to look at the screen.
They often received calls from children of wealthy families who had nothing better to do and often encountered pranks. Therefore, when they had heard Fang Zhao's calm and unhurried tone, and there had been no abnormalities in the location and the surrounding area, they had mistakenly thought that Fang Zhao was calling the police for fun. But now that he had seen the "reserve duty major" tag, he could no longer treat it as a joke.
Fang Zhao's current status and popularity on the internet did not warrant special treatment from the cruise ship's police officers. The police officers here had seen many celebrities and celebrities on a regular basis. The police officers knew Fang Zhao and knew that he had been trending on the internet for a while, but they did not know any more detailed information.
But now that they had seen the "reserve duty major" tag, they were more serious. This had more influence on them, and they were more willing to trust the judgment of this reserve duty officer. As for what Fang Zhao had said, they would rather believe it, just in case.
"We have already determined your position. Please describe the target's location and physical characteristics," the police officer said.
As he spoke, Fang Zhao walked into the large, diversified restaurant. The bustling atmosphere and the aroma of food assaulted him. The restaurant was crowded and a little noisy.
Scanning the area, Fang Zhao continued, "About 20 meters in front of me, young man, slightly thin, 173 centimeters tall, short brown hair, dark gray jacket, just got a glass of wine from the bar counter."
There was no need for a more detailed description. Fang Zhao knew that with current surveillance technology, since the people in the police office could easily find him, it was easy to lock onto the target.
Sure enough, before Fang Zhao had even finished speaking, the other party had already locked onto the target and even let Fang Zhao confirm it.
On the screen in the police office, the target's identity and information were displayed as the target was locked onto.
From the looks of it, there was nothing unusual about the other party's identity, but that didn't mean it was true. It was possible to fake it.
"Keep an eye on him. Pull up the surveillance footage of him." The people in the police office began to move.
After the call, Fang Zhao went in search of something to eat. He would leave the rest to the police.
Casually making a report to the police would hide his merits and reputation. Arresting the criminal would be left to the police. Although he was a reserve duty major and legally equipped with a gun, he had no right to interfere in this sort of place.
In less than two minutes, Fang Zhao could no longer see any trace of the suspicious person in the restaurant. He had probably left the restaurant. But the rest could be left to the ship's police. Fang Zhao did not need to worry about it.
Withdrawing his gaze, Fang Zhao sat by the window, enjoying his dinner while thinking about what to do next.
The place by the window was a little cool, but it was quieter and not as hot. It was suitable for thinking.
At the same time, in the police office that had received the call, an investigation was underway.
The captain of the police station looked at the surveillance footage and scanned the results of the investigation with a sharp gaze.
"It doesn't seem like much of a suspect, but in the five minutes he disappeared half an hour ago, where did he go? Continue investigating! Based on my experience, this person might really be suspicious. "
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