Chapter 80

The actress, being asked such a question for the first time, didn't know how to respond and could only look at Sister Long with a pleading gaze.

"Jinnian graduated from the New Shanghai Film and Television Academy, excelling in both character and studies, and has learned dance, but she has never been in a fight," Sister Long spoke on Jinnian's behalf.

"That won't do. Some dramas portray frontline policewomen as mere decorations, which is far from the reality," Han Fei said, remembering the scene of his first encounter with Li Xue. The seemingly laid-back former detective was penalized because she had broken a suspect's rib with a kick during an arrest, sending the suspect to the emergency room before the police station.

"I've met frontline female detectives in real life. They are efficient and decisive, not only possessing combat skills on par with men but also being patient and meticulous, with their own insights into cases," Han Fei thought of Li Xue as he looked at Jinnian, trying to merge the images of the two in his mind. "If the role of a policewoman is played well, it can definitely win a large number of fans, but the key is to bring something unique to the role."

Han Fei gestured for Jinnian not to be too stiff and demonstrated a few basic moves. "These are basic police combat techniques. When facing a criminal, don't attack randomly; treat every move as if it's your last."

"You know combat techniques?" Sister Long was increasingly surprised by Han Fei. She didn't know what a comedian had gone through to undergo such a transformation.

"Just for self-defense," Han Fei didn't try to teach Jinnian acting techniques. It would be impolite to directly instruct someone without knowing their background.

Jinnian, who had never learned how to fight, was initially speechless about Han Fei's instructions. Her attitude changed only after Han Fei easily took down a stunt actor with simple moves.

"We don't have much time, so you need to practice diligently after the shoot," Han Fei did everything to make the drama better, without any personal motives.

About half an hour later, the balding screenwriter entered the room, initially full of complaints, but he became more subdued upon seeing Sister Long.

The group gathered to discuss the script, and by noon, they had a rough draft.

"The name 'Flower of Evil' is profound, but it doesn't seem quite right for our drama."

"Our original theme was to express hope for love amidst evil, so we planned to include a love story between the main characters."

"Now, the romantic subplot is almost dispensable, and the most exciting part of the drama is the life-and-death struggle between the two brothers."

The balding screenwriter was a bit worried. "Being close to reality is good, but being too close can also make people feel constrained."

"How about changing the name to 'Twin Flowers'? I once heard about this flower, where two blooms grow on one stem, competing to flourish. One flower continuously draws nutrients and essence from the other, symbolizing the deepest love expressed through the deepest harm, until one of them dies," Han Fei said after a brief thought. "Meng Changxi and Meng Chang'an, though not blood brothers, grew up in the same family. They are like two flowers on the same branch, with one constantly robbing the other of its life."

Han Fei's suggestion was well-received, and the group had a simple lunch, intending to continue refining the script. However, Han Fei suddenly received a call.

"Sorry, the police need me for something related to the dismemberment case."

"Go ahead, don't worry about us." Han Fei's reason was so compelling that no one in the room tried to stop him.

Answering the call, Han Fei stepped out of the small room. "Li Xue, have you made any progress on the case?"

"Through extensive investigation and the evidence provided by Meng Changxi, we can now charge Meng Chang'an and Meng Changshou."

"That's good."

"Don't hang up yet. I have another matter to discuss. The higher-ups are planning to commend you and award you a reward. Send me your social media account, and remember to share the official police commendation announcement. There will likely be journalists interviewing you as well."

"Is it that grand?"

"There's no choice. This case has caused a huge stir. Even if we don't do it, many journalists and social media influencers will dig you up for traffic and attention."

"My social media account name is Han Fei. Just search for it." Han Fei set his phone to background mode and opened his long-unused social media platform.

His account had no profile picture, zero followers, zero following, and zero posts, with only the "actor" certification listed.

Clicking on the "actor" certification would show a comprehensive rating, where the AI would judge an actor's fame, works, box office, etc., and rank the top 10,000. Han Fei hadn't made it to the list yet.

His phone vibrated slightly, and Han Fei looked down to see his followers had increased from zero to one.

"Snow in September has followed you!"

"Are you really an actor, Han Fei? I've never seen an actor with zero followers before," Li Xue's voice came from the phone.

"That's a bit one-sided. I have many followers; you're just the first to follow me." Han Fei wanted to say that he had many loyal fans in the underworld who wouldn't let him go even after death.

"I've already sent your account to the leadership. Feel free to contact me if you need anything. Also, post more often to gain followers faster." Li Xue hung up after that.

Looking at the lone follower on his social media, Han Fei felt a bit helpless. Just as he was about to put away his phone, the social media platform started buzzing with notifications.

"New Shanghai Cybersecurity Bureau has followed you!"

"New Shanghai Old City District Happiness Street Police Station has followed you!"

"Community Police Officer Zhang Xiaotian has followed you and given you a like!"

"New Shanghai Old City District Public Security Bureau Economic Crime Unit has followed you and left a comment: Brave and righteous, well done!"

Seeing the sudden influx of followers, Han Fei was happy, but his follower list was entirely different from those of other celebrities.

"Never mind, it's good to have followers." Han Fei set his phone to silent and continued working on the script.

Around 4 PM, the area outside the filming location suddenly became lively, as if another conflict had erupted.

"What's going on?" Han Fei stood by the window, only to see the victim's family and a group of journalists gathered outside the apartment building.

"Han Fei! Check your phone! The New Shanghai police have released a commendation for your bravery!" The production coordinator rushed in, hugging Han Fei's shoulder. "Brother! You're famous now!"