My Healing Games

Chapter 396 I almost forgot I'm a comedian
Han Fei is a very righteous person. Huang Ying saved his life, so he wanted to repay Huang Ying with his own abilities and help Huang Ying make a name for himself.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Your friends don't seem to like me, especially that school security guard, he's such a jerk, he's got all sorts of..."

"The old man likes you very much and often asks me about you." Han Fei interrupted Huang Ying, "You may not be used to it at first, but gradually, you will find a kind of spiritual healing in your interactions with them, believe me."

Huang Ying used to be a mature and steady person on the surface, but in reality, he was melancholic and introverted. He always had his own mental illness.

Han Fei saw all of this and felt that "Perfect Life" could fundamentally heal Brother Huang, just as it had healed him in the past.

The process is not important; what matters is the result.

After finalizing all the details, Han Fei left the Smart New City with Zhuang Ren, and on the way, he gave Zhuang Ren some more instructions.

After the death of the chairman of Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals, everything about him was sealed away by the behemoth that is Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals. If Yong Sheng Pharmaceuticals knew that Zhuang Ren had some of the chairman's memories hidden in his mind, they would definitely try every means to control Zhuang Ren.

Zhuang Ren understood the seriousness of the matter, and he didn't want to be used as a guinea pig for research.

After dropping Zhuang Ren off at home, Han Fei's phone suddenly vibrated. He assumed it was the police calling and answered the call without thinking much of it.

"Teacher Han? How is your recovery going lately?" The caller was Director Zhang's assistant.

Listening to the voice coming from the other end of the phone, Han Fei suddenly realized that his real job was as an actor. He was already used to the job of the Midnight Butcher, fighting in the deep world every day.

"You're recovering very well, is there anything wrong?"

“The police have removed the cordon around the meat processing plant, and it seems the wanted criminal has been caught. Do you think we should come back to the set to film? Because of that incident, everyone's performance on set hasn't been great, and Director Zhang is quite irritable, constantly nagging you.” The male assistant lowered his voice: “Now, besides filming, Director Zhang spends his time online refuting rumors, and sometimes he even uses alternate accounts to argue with people, but he gets even angrier afterward.”

"A denial?" Han Fei hasn't been online for a long time. He's completely different from other actors. While they post several videos and text messages every day, he doesn't "work" at all. Fans have to check the official website of the Shanghai police to find out about his recent situation.

"I don't know what's going on, but there are so many rumors about you. They say you were kicked out of the 'Suspense Novelist' production team, that you acted like a big shot as soon as you became famous, and that you had conflicts with other actors, etc." The male assistant was speechless: "I suspect that someone is behind this. My personal suggestion is that you should join a company as soon as possible. With a backer, these things on the internet will naturally be taken care of for you."

"It's alright. I'm upright and have nothing to fear. If those who spread rumors keep chasing after me, they'll be the ones who regret it in the end." Han Fei was a very good-tempered person, so he wasn't angry at all after hearing those rumors. He didn't know how ugly human nature could be, but he knew that as long as he could bring back the souls of a hundred people and occupy their souls, he could obtain the title of Night Wanderer.

"You're quite magnanimous. It's rare to find a young actor like you who has both good acting skills and good character. I sincerely hope you become famous. If there were more people like you in the Chinese entertainment industry, the overall environment would improve."

"Although I'm an actor, I don't work in the entertainment industry." Han Fei smiled. "I'll go back to the film set this afternoon, and all the rumors should be dispelled."

Han Fei had signed a contract with someone; the money he spent on the game pod was part of the advance payment from that person. If he breached the contract, he wouldn't be able to pay the penalty immediately.

After grabbing a quick bite, Han Fei headed straight to the set of "The Suspense Novelist." He paid close attention to his surroundings the whole way, and the feeling of being watched had completely disappeared; the butterfly seemed to have truly died.

Around 1 p.m., when Han Fei appeared at the entrance of the film crew, many staff members gathered around.

He's incredibly down-to-earth, and what's most amazing is his exceptional memory. He can remember the names of everyone in the entire crew and greet each staff member by name, showing everyone the utmost respect.

There used to be no actor like Han Fei. Forget remembering the names of all the crew members, it would be quite an achievement if he could even be a little polite when speaking.

It was precisely because of the contrast with his peers that everyone in the crew thought Han Fei was a very good person. They were also genuinely upset to see Han Fei being slandered and defamed online.

"Han Fei!" Director Zhang called out Han Fei's name from afar, squeezing into the crowd: "Welcome back!"

The other actors present also came over. They were completely convinced of Han Fei's acting skills. In the days since Han Fei left, they felt that there was less pressure when they rehearsed their scenes. After thinking about it, they realized that it was the pressure that Han Fei had brought them.

It doesn't mean much that an actor can get along well with the director and other actors, but the fact that all the staff like Han Fei really shows what kind of person Han Fei is.

This scene outside the film crew's location was captured by many entertainment reporters waiting outside, effectively debunking some of the rumors circulating online.

"I'm sorry, my personal reasons have slowed down the filming process. Let's start filming now." Compared to fighting for his life in the deep world, filming is now a pleasure for Han Fei. He can immerse himself in other people's worlds, play another role, and temporarily empty his soul.

"These past few days I've been thinking about the character Spider repeatedly at home, and now I have a new understanding and knowledge of him." Han Fei saw a completely normal Spider in the Deep World and figured out its abilities and personality. It can be said that he is now the person who understands Spider the most in the world.

"Even when you were resting at home, you were constantly thinking about the character?" Director Zhang's appreciation for Han Fei grew even stronger.

During his break, Han Fei memorized all the lines he needed to know. When filming started in the afternoon, he didn't even take the script with him and went straight into the meat processing plant's residential compound.

When he stepped onto the filming location, he became a completely different person.

The experience in the Deep World had a profound impact on Han Fei. When he played the Spider, his inherent charisma naturally emerged.

It was an invisible power of dominance. He was clearly a supporting character, but no one could overshadow his brilliance. All the characters seemed to revolve around him.

In just a few days, Han Fei has indeed undergone a great change. His understanding of fear has been elevated to a level of humanity. He did what Director Zhang asked him to do, and he also did things that Director Zhang had not even thought of.

Han Fei's performance was flawless, and the actors who acted opposite him also rediscovered their former charm.

After a scene, the actors were sweating profusely and needed to touch up their makeup.

"You seem to have matured a lot in just a few days." Bai Xian, who had been nominated for Best Actor, kept drinking water, as acting with Han Fei seemed to have depleted his fluids: "It feels like you've overcome a hurdle in your life, and you seem to be carrying an upward-rising wind around you."

"What wind am I carrying?" Han Fei simply smiled and began to catch up on the schedule.

He had been "resting" at home for several days, while other actors had already filmed many scenes, and he needed to catch up on the schedule.

At first, Director Zhang thought it would take Han Fei a long time to complete the work, but later he realized that he had underestimated Han Fei.

When he doesn't need to act with anyone, Han Fei can go through an entire scene without any retakes, and all shots are done in one take, as if he were possessed by a spider.

"It turns out we've been the ones holding him back all along..."

The other eight actors in "The Suspense Novelist" are all talented actors carefully selected by Director Zhang. It's absurd that they could feel like they are a burden, especially since Han Fei is only in his twenties.

"He might have a chance to become the youngest Best Actor winner, a very rare occurrence for a horror/thriller film."

Horror and thriller films are a relatively niche genre, so it's already quite an achievement to get a Best Actor nomination for this type of film.

Han Fei had no idea how his colleagues viewed him. He adhered to his consistent fine tradition of finishing the filming schedule before dark and never working overtime.

"Remember to come to work tomorrow!" Director Zhang was quite satisfied with Han Fei, and his mood improved a lot.

After leaving the filming location, Han Fei took a car back to the old town. He was preoccupied with how to train Huang Ying. It wasn't until he entered the family compound that he saw A Cheng and the senior executives from his former company standing at the entrance of the building.

"I believe you can see our sincerity now, right?" The executive's attitude was much better this time, and he didn't speak to Han Fei while sitting in the car: "We did have some misunderstandings before. If you are still willing to return to the company, we can give you appropriate compensation."

"Compensation?" Han Fei was too lazy to even acknowledge the weasel's offer of New Year's greetings to the chicken. "You guys can just keep hiring online trolls."

Han Fei walked directly between the two of them. Acheng wanted to stop Han Fei, but after seeing Han Fei's eyes, he didn't even dare to raise his hand, as if the other party would cut off his hand at any moment.

After Han Fei entered the building, A Cheng spoke up: "I told you he would never agree. He's very arrogant."

"I value talent, and I was giving him one last chance. Since he didn't seize it, then it's really not my fault." The executive looked extremely displeased; it had been a long time since anyone had dared to treat him like that.

Back in his car, he dialed a number, and the call was finally answered when he was getting impatient: "How's the thing I asked you to do?"

"It might take... a little more time."

"Is it really that hard for you to get the victim's family to testify?! I said money is no object! As long as the victim is willing to help us and boycott his movie and him as a person, his career is over." The man's tone was sinister: "Didn't those people boycott 'Twin Flowers' before? Let them continue to boycott it, we'll take care of making this bigger!"

"It's not about the money. When we went to contact the family of the victim of the human body puzzle today, we only mentioned a few negative things about Han Fei, and they kicked us out. There was also an old man surnamed Wei who chased after us with his cane and hit us."

"They don't want to boycott? They won't even take the money that's offered for free?" The man's eyebrows furrowed. "There are so many victims' families, there must be some who need money. Go find them one by one, and be tactful in your words! If all else fails, find people to pretend to be victims' families yourselves."

After hanging up the phone, the man slammed it onto the seat next to him: "Drive! Back to the company!"

A luxury car, completely out of place in the dilapidated neighborhood, drove away from Han Fei's building. Han Fei's figure appeared at the corner of the first and second floors. He discovered that ever since the maniacal laughter in his mind was activated, he had become extremely sensitive to all kinds of malice, as if he could directly sense the evil in a person's heart.

"I'm a kind person, and that was your last chance. I hope you'll cherish it."

Watching the luxury car drive away, Han Fei repeated the words the other person had just said.

Back in his rented room, Han Fei lay on the bed, enjoying a rare moment of rest.

Reading books, listening to music, and eating snacks—if it weren't for the murder case photos plastered on the wall next to the bed, everything would look even more harmonious.

(End of this chapter)