My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 512: Truly Deserved Reputation

Chapter 512: Chapter 512: Truly Deserved Reputation

The spotlight fell on Han Fei, and all eyes turned to him.

At twenty-six, the Best Supporting Actor emerged as a dark horse from amongst countless actors, earning the recognition of fourteen judges with just two works.

Unlike previous years where the difference was just a vote or two, securing all fourteen votes was a scene not witnessed by the actors and directors present in a long time.

In the selection that consisted only of young actors, Han Fei lost to Bai Cha, but in the competition involving all supporting actors of the year, Han Fei came out on top.

This in fact already explained a lot, no matter how many reasons Bai Cha had, the gap in acting was too glaring – if you’re not up to par, you’re just not up to par.

The film festival awards were highly esteemed precisely because of their fairness; the unanimous choice of the fourteen judges this time could also be seen as a stand against the capitalists.

Those who truly understand acting are well aware there’s an award that says, if you don’t give it to him, it doesn’t mean he’s not good enough, but that your award is not good enough.

The fourteen judges unanimously choosing Han Fei was an act of upholding fairness, of restoring the authority of the film festival awards, and of defending the judges’ rights, lest they be sidelined by some with ulterior motives.

In recent years, the capitalists’ influence on the film industry had been growing, and the fourteen industry heavyweights might have also taken this into consideration. They had no private discussions among themselves, yet their choice was remarkably consistent.

If the capitalists chose Bai Cha based on commercial value, then they chose Han Fei from an artistic standpoint.

"Hurry up and go on stage to receive your award," Director Zhang gently pushed Han Fei: "Initially upset over losing a sesame seed, and now look, they’ve directly handed you a watermelon."

Standing up, the dapper Han Fei donned a smile.

From the moment Bai Cha won an award until now, his emotions seemed to have experienced little fluctuation.

Under the spotlight, Han Fei walked toward the center of the film festival stage.

"Next, we invite tonight’s award presenter – the national comedic actor, Yinghuo!"

The screen shifted, and the not-so-old Yinghuo, whose hair was already half white, walked onto the stage, seeing in Han Fei a reflection of his own spirited younger self.

But compared to himself, Han Fei was even more composed and mature.

"Teacher Yinghuo, could you say a few words? You are a national-level comedic actor, why did you choose Han Fei, a mystery suspense actor, for Best Supporting Actor?" the female host was somewhat excited to see Yinghuo.

"In your eyes, he’s an outstanding actor in thriller and suspense, but I think he is the best comedic actor I have ever seen," Yinghuo took the trophy from the etiquette girl: "Comedic actors can not only bring smiles but also hope to people. When you see him, you’ll forget the weariness of life, be inspired by his power, and gain the confidence to walk out of the darkness. Isn’t that enough?"

Han Fei stepped onto the stage, and Yinghuo handed him the trophy: "Truly well-deserved."

The national comedic actor Yinghuo gave the trophy to Han Fei, which seemed like a certain legacy being passed down. Yinghuo, who had been away from the public eye for six years, appeared to have come to the film festival just for this moment.

Picking up the trophy, a montage of splendid clips about him from "Mystery Novelist" began to play on the huge screen behind Han Fei.

As he stood at the center of the stage, it was precisely when Spider walked out of Butcher’s house.

The spotlight shone on Han Fei, as a ray of sunlight illuminated Spider’s cheek.

They looked together into the distance, their gazes seeming to overlap.

Standing in the darkness looking up at the light, everything seemed within reach, yet at the same time, so distant.

After delivering his speech, Han Fei walked off the stage amid applause.

With a smile on his face, as calm as ever, Han Fei had an incredibly strong presence that no one knew what he had been through, maintaining his composure in front of hundreds of people.

Sitting below, Bai Cha clenched his teeth, tightly gripping the trophy in his hand, eyes fixed on Han Fei, but throughout the entire award process, Han Fei had not glanced in his direction even once.

Back at his seat, the cast and crew of "Mystery Novelist" were cheering, and many renowned predecessors in the film and television circle greeted Han Fei warmly.

In the live broadcast at that moment, the words "truly deserved" were flooding the screen, not just for Han Fei, but even Zhuang Ren, who had cursed the judges, began to rapidly gain followers.

Although the old man was jokingly called the king of bad movies, one could see from his table-slamming actions and sharp, precise comments that he was an artist with standards and backbone.

"To win a major award on your first offline movie role, and especially since you had no company backing you, Han Fei, I feel I underestimated your potential before," Director Zhang sincerely congratulated Han Fei, knowing that the more popular his actor, the more prestige he himself would have.

"I never thought it possible," Han Fei said, looking at the trophy in his hand. In dreams, he had only ever reached the Outstanding Young Actor Award; he hadn’t even dared to dream of something as substantial as this.

Since starring in "Twin Flowers," the smear campaign and denigration against Han Fei had never ceased. Wuwu Entertainment thought they could easily destroy Han Fei, but along the way, Wuwu Entertainment had suffered a major upheaval while Han Fei stood on the stage of the film festival receiving an award.

"I really want to share this joy with everyone."

For some reason, Han Fei thought of the neighbors from Deep World.

Wanting to share happy news with the closest people is perhaps simply a human habit.

The film festival continued, and Han Fei received many messages of congratulations on his phone, which he quietly replied to.

Li Xue: "Don’t mind that award, if you need help just let me know, Bai Cha has capitalists behind him, but you have the police behind you."

Li Xue: "Isn’t it thrilling! Congratulations! Yinghuo was so right! Truly a national comedy actor!"

After reading Li Xue’s messages, Han Fei looked down to start replying, sending her the information he had gathered on several unsolved plastic surgery murder cases: "I do need some help right now, could I meet the families of the victims of these two cases?"

"???"

Li Xue, having received the files, must have been stunned for a while before sending a message to Han Fei: "Aren’t you at the award ceremony? I just saw you in the live broadcast."

"Yes, but didn’t you say to tell you if I needed help?"

"I was just trying to comfort you." Li Xue reviewed the information: "These are old cases, I need to ask for permission from my superiors."

"Thanks," Han Fei replied and then continued to study the plastic surgery cases. He had already discovered traces of the Faceless Woman in some of them. Among the photos from the crime scenes was one, which, due to the angle of the shot or some other reason, faintly reflected a woman without a face on the floor tiles.