Alex was shocked by his own thoughts, even though he knew that there's no shortage of low-cost film in Hollywood.



    One example is in 2009, the shocking film in the form of a pseudo-documentary that shocked the world, "Paranormal Activity ", it earned $85 million overseas while it grossed $107 million in North America with just over $15,000 dollars budget and  a total gross of $193 million.



    The film also succeeded in squeezing the pseudo-documentary film "Witch Blair" from the top of the list of return on investment, becoming the film with the highest return on investment in the history of film for more than 100 years.



    But even if it cost more than  $15,000 dollars, it's far more than the one billion dollars that Alex is now sitting in and his thrifty nature overwhelmed him. 



    "Is there anything lower?" Alex whispered, and he had a lower-cost film.



    At this moment, the vague memories in his mind suddenly became clear, and an ultra-low-cost production piece appeared in his mind.



    Now the pictures in his mind are so clear that they are just remembered.



    An ultra-low-cost production film appeared in his mind. Every film in his mind was well received by later generations. Some even got a huge box office, and many of it has seen. 



    For example, a sci-fi short film that claimed to have only cost $300 to make a panic attack! The final result is indeed better than some special effects sci-fi blockbusters that have claimed to cost tens of millions of dollars.



    Alex shook his head helplessly. He himself did not have such special effects technology. Without such technology, he would like to ask someone to complete the cost without tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of dollars.



    After sweeping through the ultra-low-cost film in my mind, Alex became more and more depressed because the lower cost was higher than the one thousand dollars he had.



    Shake his head and drop the water from his chin and drops on the lavatory.



    Looking up at Alex, looking at the frown in the mirror: "I'm still confident that I'll succeed through my hard work"

   

     Alex lowered his head and closed his eyes. Before he came here, the scene appeared in his mind. On the side is the sound of water hitting the lavatory into the floor.



    "Alex, you didn't fight for your dreams before you crossed. Since God gave you such a great opportunity, why don't you catch it? This is God's gift to you." Hhe said.



   He raised his eyes and stared at the mirror. In the middle of it, the whole person and the just-expression complete him



    "Since i came here, I've to move forward, I don't have previous resources like now. I must continue to work hard, I'll have better future with my effort and then count my money later."



    Before crossing here, Alex dreamed of being a Hollywood director, but he knew that it's almost impossible to get other companies invest on him. So he and everyone like him looked at the different ways which is to self-produce.
 


    Therefore, Alex knows that most of the productions are approved by the big companies by participating in the film festivals or by the big companies after the screening of the film festival, and then sold the films to those who can afford it. 



    The film festival is best known for the world's premier Sundance Film Festival, a program of the Sundance Institute, is an American film festival that takes place annually in Utah. With 46,732 attendees, it's the largest independent film festival in the United States.



    Nowadays, it has become an important spiritual pillar of the American and even the world's film production industry. Many of Hollywood's aspiring directors regard it as a springboard for directing mainstream commercial films.



    Hollywood studios are looking for rookies' w/potential, so the Sundance Film Festival is a human resource center that shouldn't be missed.



    "Paranormal Activity " is such a great example of film production that started from the Sundance Film Festival, and thus moved the studios to create a box office miracle.



    Before going through here, Alex hopes that after the time is ripe, he can shoot a film and then walk through the Sundance Film Festival's red carpet and first step to realize both of their dreams.



    "The big problem is to write a good script first." Alex thought that he had traveled to fifteen years back, meaning that after 15years, many things haven't happened yet, and many films haven't yet been filmed.



    Before his crossing, he was a person who was concentrating on the film industry and sports writing. He wasn't clear about things like stocks but knew the US Housing bubble bursts, but he's most very clear about the films.



    Write a big-selling movie script that hasn't yet been hoarded/ made, then sell the script to get a bucket of gold and then shoot more movies later.



    At this moment, the sound of the doorbell came, and Alex thoughts were disrupted.



"Ding, Dong!"



    "Who's coming?" Alex couldn't help but guess. "Did this crazy woman really called the police?"



    Alex couldn't help but worry, although this is a country known as a super power.



    But he's just student who has money with no connections, but the other is a rising Hollywood superstar. Whoever can mess with her can imagine the ending.



    "I'm coming!" with Scarlett's response inside the room, and then the footsteps of her wearing slippers.



    The door was just opened; the voice of a woman rang: "What the hell's going on? I'm completely confused with your text message. How can you get married? You're sure this isn't April fool's Day prank?"



    "Rosie, this is true, it's not a joke, I've had a big problem, but can you give me the clothes first." Scarlett saw her agent, Rossi Andrea came in and her hanging heart have been put down at ease.



    Now, she wants to do most is to take a shower and put on the clean clothes, but Alex is still in the bathroom, she can only give up the idea of taking a bath in the meantime.



    Rossi handed the clothes bag in her hand and saw the clothes scattered around on the floor frowning: "What the damn man? Have you escaped?"



    Before Scarlett spoke, Rossi went to the bed side: "I told you many times that marriage isn't a joke. You're now in a career upswing and you tell me the whole thing, don't miss a single detail, then I will find a way out."



    Alex listens inside the bathroom and the sound outside is suffocating.



    "Rosie, he didn't run away, he's in the bathroom, he let me dress and talk about the issue, but I've been waiting for you, he has been waiting inside."



    "Bathing?" Rossi couldn't believe it, looking at her.



    Although she didn't know much before coming here, she had already set her own understanding for Alex.



    That is, Alex is a shameless bastard who fools a woman with alcohol. Scarlett is thus cheated by this bastard's evil deed.



    Moreover, a scene in her mind is that Alex also tried to use the marriage certificate that born in the unclear process, and done with the psychological preparation for being blackmailed. 



    "I'll change my clothes, you can come out now." Scarlett wants to get her clothes dressed, then picked up the marriage certificate and handed it to Rossi, while Alex walked out of the bathroom.



    Alex looked at his middle-aged woman and shrugged. "It's time to talk about divorce issue."



To be continued...

This is not my original work, I just wanted to continue this novel so I’m translating it on my own free time. Please Enjoy.... After a freak accident, Alex Salva soul reborn in a guy with the same name, movie filmmaker and a player for Spurs.

The sunglasses system brought great benefits to Tang En.

    For example, Glenn Feyero, project evaluation 94, casting 97, these two producers are enough to kill all Hollywood gold producers!

    However, production: 0.

    Turns out to be a stupid person who doesn't even have a little bit of production ability. Such a person can mix the position of producer or production assistant in Hollywood?

    Stupid person dreaming!

    But Tang En is not the same. He can appoint Glenn Fayero as a production assistant, and only need to borrow his super high value of "project evaluation" and "casting".

    After spending an entire afternoon, Tang En finally sorted out his royal team——

    production assistants: Morgan Carey, Glenn Fello,

    director assistants of Irene Carey : David Knight, Eyre Bull Smith, Andy Thompson,

    Market Analyst: Andrew O'Hare,

    Art Analyst: Manora Dages,

    Screenwriter: Dickon Whistler, Bryce Roach, Nia Vadalas,

    Photography: Alice Silk Moore, Vincent Bolton

    Lights ...

    Town recorded 42 names on paper.

    Of course, this is by no means the entire crew of a crew. They are just Tang En's core team members. Once shooting a blockbuster, additional temporary crew members need to be recruited to expand the crew to a hundred or two hundred people.

    The 42 carefully selected candidates by Tang En will inevitably accompany him to the peak of life in their respective positions.

    Dunn called George Paxton and handed the paper over. "Contact the 42 people right away. If it's out of town, travel expenses are reimbursed. In the name of Tangen Pictures and me, I will say ... Donn Walker invites They came to Hollywood to create brilliant! "

    ...

    Tang En's candidates are those from the bottom of life who have the opportunity to come to work in the now well-known Tang En Pictures, who can come to Hollywood to find a dream, who will refuse?

    Three days later, all 42 people were in place and none were absent!

    After a brilliant speech, everyone officially became a member of Tang En Films.

    Tang En called his market analyst Andrew O'Hare, art analyst Manora Dages, and three screenwriters to his office.

    These five people will become Tang En's most core team in film in the future.

    Dickon Whistler is good at writing action, war, and historical drama; Bryce Roach is good at science fiction, mystery, and reasoning; Nia Vadalas is a woman who is good at family, ethics, comedy, and feminine orientation. works.

    The three screenwriters took the long and short stories, and the two analysts picked the wrong to create an excellent script.

    Tang En now needs to hurry up and come up with a project, complete the filming, and then release it next year, hit the stage with "Blade Warrior".

    This project cannot be invested too high, but it needs a very wide audience and an excellent box office to complete the crushing of "Blade Warrior". Tang En naturally thought of the classic comedy "The Hangover".

    "I'll make a long story short. The company now needs to make a movie as soon as possible and it will be released next year. So now we need to set up a project as soon as possible and write a script ..."

    Before Tang En's words fell, Bryce Roach interrupted him "Boss, since you're in a hurry, why write a new story? It takes at least two or three months to write a success story?"

    "Huh?" Tang En frowned, "What do you mean?"

    Bryce Roach said:. "a ready-made ah, we are registered in the writers' union,"

    Dunn react, blinked, "you mean ... you are registered at the writers Guild screenplay?"

    "Yes ah."

    three The screenwriters nodded.

    Tang En sighed, these three screenwriters have superb story writing ability, but the market vision is really bad. Can they write a good story without the help of a market analyst?

    Tang En didn't believe it, but after all it was the first time to meet, and it was not good to dispel their enthusiasm. "Well, tell me, what scripts have you written."

    Bryce Roach laughed: "I wrote one The detective script "Men in Black" ... "

" No! "Andrew O'Hair interrupted immediately." It is not the 1950s or 1960s. This traditional type of detective film has no box office market. "

    Bryce · Roach's face changed, a little angry.

    Tang En rightly said: "Andrew is my deserved market analyst and the highest authority of the company's current film market analysis. He said no, it must not!"

    Andrew O'Hair smiled and gave Tang En a grateful look, Bryce Roach grinned and said nothing more.

    Dickon Whistler, with a screenwriter ability of 99, was stuttering, "I ... I won't ... don't say much, here ... this is the script."

    Tang En took the script, and the cover page read "Scarlet Residue" Shadow ", a very sad name.

    Except for Dickon Whistler, several others gathered around to read the script.

    The script is a concise version with more than twenty pages. Tang En turned it over for half an hour and then sighed.

    It really is a good story!

    This script tells the story of an American veteran.

    He was a hero of the Gulf War. After being shot in the leg and amputated on his right leg, he was praised by Congress, returned to his home town, and received a warm welcome from the town's people.

    He is a hero, he is the pride of the town!

    However, he has only one leg and he is a slope.

    Without a job, he was willing to use a blood-stained and murderous handicapped man with a hand, and his child suffered cold eyes and bullying at school, mocking his father for being a bitch.

    He wanted to attend the wedding of the old classmate, but was turned away because the old classmate's family did not want the bloody body on him to affect the happiness of the newlyweds.

    He was a war hero defending his country, but he was subjected to all kinds of discrimination and indifference. He was disheartened, and he was miserable.

    However, even more distressing happened, he found that his beloved wife was derailed ...

    he was angry, he picked up a shotgun, killed the adulterer, wanted to destroy the body, but was discovered by his neighbor. In desperation, he killed his neighbor's family, but more people discovered his crime.

    Kill!

    He set off the killing of the entire town.

    The final result was that he looked at the child's sad eyes and chose to commit suicide ...

    "The story is very good." Art analyst Manola Dages nodded admiringly, "If you modify a few points, let the anti-war theme Deeper and more human reflection, you can go to Europe to get the highest award at the film festival. Choose a suitable actor and hope to nominate an Oscar for the best actor. "

    Tang En frowned slightly. What he needs now is not to win the prize, but to the box office. !! Unconsciously, he looked at Andrew O'Hare.

    This script has definitely not been made into a movie in the previous life. What is the specific market prospect, Tang En is not sure.

    Andrew O'Hair groaned for a while and shook his head: "This is not in line with American values. Fans don't like this theme and don't like too complicated a human turn. Even if it is a very exciting action movie, the North American box office must be poor. Overseas The box office can be expected. "

    Dickon Whistler was unwilling." I ... I can ... repair ... modify ... "

    Tang En waved his hand." There is something wrong with the subject matter of this script, and there is no need to get too involved. Nia, you What about? "

    Niya Vadalas is in her thirties and has big eyes. She is an extra actor who has been running a series of tricks in various major crews, using her spare time to create a script.

    Now she joins Tang En Films. She has a stable job and a good monthly salary. She doesn't want to suffer the pain of running a dragon.

    "My script is also here, Tang En, let's take a look."

    Dragon actors are also actors, and their ability to please leaders is very high. Nia Vadalas put the script lightly on Tang's hand, and his chest full of "unconsciousness" crossed his arm.

    Tang En glanced at her, and immediately saw a strange light shining in her glorious eyes.

    "Ahem ..."

    Tang En quickly covered up. In the office, he was not good at flirting with female subordinates in the presence of so many subordinates, took a look at the script, and his eyes narrowed.

    "My Big Fat Greek Wedding"!

    Looking at Nia Vadaras's face, Tang En vaguely feels familiar, no wonder ... she turned out to be the screenwriter and starring of "My Grand Greek Wedding"!

    A few years younger, it really has more style than in the movie ...

    "Well? Has my appearance changed her future life track?"

    Tang En couldn't help but be a little funny.

    But what's the future of being an 18-line actress? Might as well be my royal screenwriter ...

Rebirth in hollywood will use his knowledge of the future to be the king of hollywood.

`` translated chinese novel``

some words may be wrong i don't speak chinese i'm using google translator.

I have no obligation to translate everything very well, I am not being paid for it.

I can read even with this problem

Looking at the four editorial assistants leaving in a hurry, Adrian smiled as he stood in his villa's front courtyard. When he recalled their shocked faces before they left, he knew that he was halfway done with promoting himself.
He chose the scripts after deep consideration, especially the four he sent out that had different genres, which were high school comedy, romantic love, romantic thriller, and horror. Besides, three of the four scripts were profitable, but not too profitable.
When the companies sent their representatives over to negotiate with him, he revealed two more scripts with potential value—'American Pie' and 'Scream'. Both were models of films with low cost but high box office sales and had sequels. He knew that the assistants could tell the films' value since they were professionals, and also because he added an informative note at the back of the scripts.
'How will the big film companies respond next?'
Adrian shook his head and decided not to bother as he had already achieved half of his goal. As long as the four films were screened and were profitable, he would achieve the other half of his goal.
Nevertheless, he felt rather regretful and was slightly not resigned to the outcome. This was because the script sold to Warner's assistant was 'The Bodyguard', which was going to be released two years later, and would star Whitney Houston. If he was not mistaken, the box office sales for that film would be 100 million dollars in North America—100 million dollars in the early '90s!
Sadly, he was not the investor, and he only sold it for 35,000 dollars, thus he was somewhat dejected. Of course, it only took a few minutes for him to forget about it.
Adrian could not just sell low-profit scripts if he wanted to build his reputation as soon as possible, so it was necessary to include a script that would be extremely profitable. As long as the producer did some thinking, and his obscure note was understood, Warner would definitely make a lot of money.
Needless to say, Adrian was mainly unbothered because he had many scripts that would make him money. Earlier when he was totally immersed in writing scripts for three months, he purposely found time to register himself at the Writing Guild not because the guild could help him when needed, but because he could store his script outlines for two years by paying a fee to the guild.
Most screenwriters would leave their outlines under the guild's care, and film companies often searched for noteworthy scripts or stories that were similar to their newly-received scripts.
Adrian stored ten script outlines that he worked on for the past three months, and was going to store more outlines or complete scripts in the future. While that might cause "duplicate" concepts, he would be in an invincible position due to the records in the guild.
As for the "past" screenwriters who might undergo changes in their lives because of this, Adrian was not concerned at all. Back when he was still Zhang Haoxuan, he read from a science fiction novel about a theory that stirred his emotions and gave him a deep impression—herd theory!
Herd theory was not proposed by the person who studied the bandwagon effect. The writer hypothesized—a billion sheep that lived in icefields moved in an isosceles triangle formation in order to survive; The sheep in front always enjoyed the grass or water first, such that the sheep behind could only eat or drink what was left.
No sheep could survive without the herd because they did not know when they would find grass again on the cold icefield, and when there would be a snowstorm. Only by supporting and relying on each other could they survive.
The sheep at the back of the formation would always try their best to push forward so as to gain the same rights as the sheep in front—fresh greens and clean water. As such, the sheep in front would firstly maintain their position to prevent being pushed behind, then they would think of a way to move forward as much as they could.
Some sheep that were well back at the herd never got to the front position no matter how much they fought, whereas some that were newly born naturally stood behind their parents, and gained a front position from the start.
Nothing was fair in the world.
Since Adrian was reborn, he took it as he was adopted by God or another almighty being who placed him in front and gave him an unusually tough pair of horns. If that was the case, he felt like he had no reason to not continue pushing forward.
Perhaps he would establish a foundation in the future to help frustrated screenwriters, or he might secretly support the Writers Guild to strive for his rights and interests then go on strike—the big strike in 2008 left a tremendous impact, and that many before that had failed. He knew about them when he was still Zhang Haoxuan. Nonetheless, it was impossible for him to give up on gaining funds and his reputation through plagiarism.
'Shameless? Of course, I won't deny that, but I don't care.'
"I'm heading out, Mrs. Galen. You don't have to wait for me at night." Adrian headed out after a while as he had an important appointment in the afternoon.
"Aright, but I'll leave two to three sandwiches for you in the fridge. You only need to heat them up in the microwave," Mrs. Galen reminded him kindly while she tidied the living room.
"Thank you." Adrian nodded, then left to drive downtown.
Although a screenwriter's status in the modern era was not as lowly as it used to be, it was not that distinguished too, or there would not have been a big strike in 2008. The three major factors of a good film production were a good script, a good director, and a good cast. That being said, screenwriters never asked for bonuses. There was not even a single screenwriter from the Writers Guild with an annual salary of 500,000 dollars back then.
Adrian was certainly not going to stop even though he managed to enter Hollywood easily by being a screenwriter.
"I can't believe that you're earlier than me, Claw," Adrian teased Claude as he sat down, then nodded at the waiter who approached him after. "A cup of latte."
Before Claude spoke, he continued making fun of him, "Are you having fun?"
Though Adrian handed all his possessions to Claude and had been focusing on writing scripts for three months, he still spent time looking at the financial statements sent by his private accountant. When he saw the curve diagrams that went up and down, he only had one thought, which was that Claude was addicted!
"Hey, why would you say that? In any case, I increased your funds by four folds." Claude put on an innocent look.
"You could've stopped when you increased it by five folds, then start again after the fluctuations," Adrian replied. "Don't forget our agreement, you must look at the situation even if you're having fun."
Despite that, Adrian was still quite dismayed. After all, it was just a verbal agreement, and based on his last statement to Claude, he could only accept the results if Claude really lost all his money. 'Luckily, I didn't mortgage my villa,' he thought to himself.
"Don't worry, I always keep the agreement close to my heart, and I won't disappoint you since you have so much trust in me." Claude smiled.
"My accountant told me that we have at most three months left."
"To me, we have at least four or more," Claude commented confidently and in a rather arrogant tone. It was evident that he benefited highly from the three months.
"Alright, Eddy. Tell me, why did you want to see me?" He took a sip of his coffee.
"It's very simple. I need to buy a film company, then direct my first film." Adrian tapped his fingers on the table gently.
Claude was this close to spewing his coffee. He quickly put his cup down, then looked at Adrian in shock.
"Warner, Universal, Fox, and Disney have bought a script from me respectively, and are fighting for the ownership of two more scripts, so you don't have to be so surprised," Adrian explained calmly.
"I thought… I thought…" Claude subconsciously did a few hand gestures.
"You thought that I was only saying it for fun? Please, Claude, I'm very serious about this." Adrian raised his brows. "When did I ever joke while officially asking you for help."
After exhaling deeply, Claude shrugged. "I know, but… Eddy, you've changed a lot."
"Everyone changes. I told you, from the day I was shocked by electricity, I'm no longer who I used to be." Adrian then waved his hand. "Alright, let's not talk about this. I initially wanted to spend 500,000 dollars to establish a new film company, but I don't have the time and energy to do everything from scratch, so I decided to just buy one. It doesn't have to be too big, so long as it's around 3 million dollars with complete departments as well as other basic relationship networks."
Claude stirred his coffee with a teaspoon and remained silent for a long time before he sighed at last. "It's really strange, Eddy. Although my rationale tells me that it's a crazy idea, my intuition tells me that you'll likely succeed."
"When did you become so sentimental, Claw?" Adrian could not help but frown.
"Alright, alright." Claude raised his hand up. "So what do you want me to do? Open a new account to keep the money? Or help look for a film company that's going to be offered for sale?"
"It'll be best if you can help, but I need you to fork out 4 million dollars." Adrian pondered for a while, then added, "Apart from purchasing a film company, I need to buy the adaptation rights of a few novels, and invest in my first movie."
"If everything is to be done as you said, your first movie's investment will be at most a few hundred thousand dollars…" Before Claude finished his sentence, Adrian cut him off. "Alright, Claw. I know that you really care about me, but please believe in me."
"Alright." Claude nodded. "But if you only leave me with a fund of 20 million dollars, I can't guarantee that I'll make 60 million dollars in the end."
"Then adjust it to 50 million dollars, excluding your reward," Adrian replied immediately.
"It's set then." Claude downed his coffee, then stood up. "From the bottom of my heart, I look forward to your miracle."


In the ‘90s era, Adrian Cowell was just a rich young man living it up in Los Angeles who had spent years in indulgence and often caused trouble. Unable to allow his behavior to continue, his parents changed their will before their passing and he was no longer able to live as extravagantly as he did before. However, Adrian's fate took a turn one night while trying to fix his bedside lamp which led to Zhang Haoxuan, a man from the future who had time-traveled after being intoxicated, to possess his body.
Assuming his new identity as ‘Adrian’, he utilizes his absurd memory for films in his former life as Zhang Haoxuan, as well as Adrian’s wealth and connections, to replicate films that have been produced in the future — determined to dominate the Hollywood scene.
Watch Adrian as he rises to be the king of Hollywood, a figure who will be envied by many!


Fortunately, Qiao Nan was the one who posed this question today. If it was someone else, it would be so embarrassing if she could not answer it.
It was only until this moment that Shi Qing finally understood. Although she was often the top scorer in the cohort, there was nothing great about it. Regardless of how strong one was, there would always be someone better than them. This saying was never a hoax. 
At the sight of how knowledgeable Qiao Nan was, Shi Qing pursed her lips. She then made up her mind to study and learn well so that she could keep up with Qiao Nan. 
As per what her father's words, it was not unjustified at all that she had scored half a point mark less than Qiao Nan. In fact, it did not reflect the actual gap between Qiao Nan and her.
After flipping a few pages of the Oxford Dictionary, Qiao Nan felt much better. 
Just as what Shi Qing said, it was not easy to buy the authentic Oxford Dictionary because it was comprehensive and thus extraordinarily thick. The English dictionary that the Zhu family bought for Qiao Nan previously was useful but not as comprehensive.
As an individual who would like to deepen the studies of English Language, of course, Qiao Nan needed the Oxford Dictionary.
It was just that the Zhu family bought all these for her previously. Qiao Nan would feel embarrassed to express what she needed. Anyway, those given by the Zhu family were usable too. When she started to earn money in the future, she could always find a way to buy it herself then.
"Thanks for the dictionary. I profited." Qiao Nan smilingly accepted the dictionary without hesitation. "After this dictionary comes to my house, you can forget about having it back. There's a price to pay for sharing each other's weals and woes. I've suffered with you. You won't be unwilling to let me benefit from this, right?" Qiao Nan sounded bold and righteous as she took advantage of Shi Qing.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, are you a mythical beast? After it went into your pocket, I can forget about retrieving it?" Shi Qing laughed. "There's a saying that gifts blind the eyes. Qiao Nan, you took my gift. Don't regret it. From now onward, you're mine." 
"…" Obviously, Shi Qing refused to suffer any loss.
Now, the situations of Qiao Nan and Qiu Chenxi's classes were close to Qiao Nan's prediction. The number of students in Qiu Chenxi's class basically hovered at over twenty.
"Teacher Xiao Qiao, I'm quite interested in English. As such, I have a few questions that I would like to seek your advice on. I wonder if you are free at the moment." This was unlike Qiu Chenxi's class where everyone left immediately upon the end of it. At Qiao Nan's end, this type of situation gradually occurred.
Upon the end of the class, there would always be a few people who would look for Qiao Nan at the stage to ask some questions.
"Sure, you may ask." Qiao Nan was clearing up the table.
"That is… How do you usually improve your English language skills?"
"We generally classify English into two categories, oral and writing. Which aspect do you wish to improve on?" Qiao Nan put down her books and looked at the student seriously. 
"Okay…" The soldier hesitated for a while. "Actually, I wish to improve my writing. I know a little of what you taught but I don't know how to write them. It feels strange. I'm afraid I will forget them soon."
"Writing…" Such strive for progress was hard to come by. "If you wish to improve your writing, I'll give you three suggestions. First, if you can afford it, buy an English dictionary. The more comprehensive it is, the better. Memorize it every day. If you can memorize the English dictionary, your writing will definitely not be poor. There will even be great progress in your grammar. Second, buy some novels to read. The best is those with Chinese on one side and English translations on the other. Third, find some foreign films to watch. Remember, those English films with both English and Chinese subtitles. The third method will not only help in your writing but also your oral skills." 
"So complicated?" The soldier was dumbfounded. He was just trying his luck when he asked these questions.
Given Qiao Nan's age, coupled with the fact that she usually taught them English that was more practical for daily use and the common and simple English knowledge, the solider was not confident if he would really receive an answer after he posed this question. 
Unexpectedly, Qiao Nan not only replied to him but also gave him three suggestions.
Qiao Nan's teaching advice was professional but was not especially difficult to carry out.
"Thank you, Teacher Xiao Qiao. I will certainly do so. Then, Teacher Xiao Qiao, do you have any good recommendations?" The soldier asked another question.
To Qiao Nan, she felt that this question was difficult to answer. It would be making things difficult for the soldier. "As to what kind of good recommendations, that will depend on your needs and your current standard of English. As of now, it'd be better if you learn from the basics. Buy an ordinary dictionary will do. The dictionaries that are sold in our country are generally suitable for you. As for the second method, I'm not too sure what kinds of books are published nowadays. To avoid the situation of losing interest in reading, it's best that you choose short or medium-length bilingual novels to buy. Please don't buy long novels. As for the third method, you must pick the films with a genre that you like. For example, shootout or science fiction. It's best not to try the topics that you're not interested in." 
Qiao Nan could only recommend things that would only be available a few years or even a few decades later. If she stated those titles now, she would expose her secret.
"Thank you, Teacher Xiao Qiao. I know what to do now!" The soldier's eyes lit up. Qiao Nan gave a very specific answer. After having some directions, of course, the soldier would know how to improve his English if he was eager to do so.
"Don't mention it. Right, I nearly forgot. Maybe you can go and find these items." Qiao Nan tore out a piece of paper and then wrote some English teaching materials. Those were English language teaching materials used for the nine years of compulsory education. "You can read these few volumes of textbooks. The first volume teaches you the basic stuff. If you can afford it, you can also buy a tape recorder. This is because these teaching materials will normally come with a set of listening tapes. You will yield twice the results by doing half the work if you learn and listen at the same time."
"But it'll be hard to find these textbooks." The soldier did not feel ashamed about reading the textbooks studied by children, but he felt that it was too difficult to find these books. He was not someone who was schooling.
"They are very easy to find. Now is the best time to do so. Actually, at the end of every semester, many parents will think that the textbooks are not useful anymore as their children have completed their studies, particularly those whose children have graduated. These parents will sell away all the textbooks. You can look for secondhand stores. There are many books and things there. They are also very cheap. You don't need to spend much. It's just that it may be more troublesome to search for the books. You have to take some time to do so. Those books that I introduced to you are the core ones. If you really go to that place to look for them, you can also get some practice materials at the same time."
"Really?" The soldier's eyes turned even brighter. He was so emotional that the veins on his neck looked like they were exploding. 


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

Gamers who were wearing Helmets were transporting building materials to a construction site.
"Construct the scene quickly. We're running out of time."
With the help of Mana, the construction of the movie sets was fast. It was quite simple to construct a movie set for an adventure in the Underworld. For example, the Spiders' Lair could be used directly as a movie set.
The gamers were stationed at the Spiders' Lair since the first movie scene was carried out there.
"Later on, there'll be a female Orc lying here, and I'll release an Underground Spider. Your mission is to kill the Spider before it feeds on the Orc. Our camera will move from there to here."
Oscar held a script while he pointed at a distant direction.
Oscar pointed in a direction while Moroes nodded. Moroes looked awkwardly at his clothes and asked, "Do I really have to wear these clothes? If I'm adventuring, shouldn't I be wearing more armor?"
Moroes was wearing a silk robe and the long pants of a medieval noble. He had a black belt at his waist and looked pleasing in terms of his clothing.
But he was unable to fight in this clothing.
"Do you want to wear a tin can? We're shooting a movie. If you wear armor, how will anyone recognize you? Do you want your wife to look at a tin can? Please be professional. You're making things difficult for me," Oscar said grudgingly to Moroes.
Oscar had spent the whole night writing the script, so he wasn't in a good mood. There were only two days for movie production. Before the start of the Public Beta, he had to complete the movie for Moroes. The time was short, but fortunately, the Underworld terrain provided the movie sets and props. Also, no special effects were required since the gamers could use Mana.
Moroes hesitated, but he listened to Oscar's suggestion. He wore hilarious clothing and started his career as a movie star.
"Are all units ready? We're rolling the camera!" Oscar shouted to the gamers behind him.
"Wait, wait. Director, how do I operate this?"
An Orc ran over while carrying a Mana Recording Device. The name of the device was given by the gamers because it used Mana instead of electricity. Its functions were similar to a video camera, which could capture images.
"Hemp Rope Technology taught you so many times. Get Hemp Rope Technology here. He's the only one who can use it!" Oscar shouted.
The cameraman rebuked, "Don't you know how to use it?"
"Wah, I spent the whole night writing the script. How would I have the time to learn the Mana Recording Device? Arthur only gave us two days to complete the filming. You're assigned the mission, so stop complaining!" Oscar said, and all of the gamers prepared for the filming.
"Prepare for the first scene!" Oscar shouted. A female Orc lay down at the designated location.
"Ready!"
Another gamer used a rope to restrain an Underground Spider at the designated location.
"Action!"
The Mana Recording Device started rolling. The female Orc shouted frantically, "Help, help! Who's going to help me?"
"Cut!" Oscar shouted and walked towards the female Orc as he said, "No, Bro, listen to me. Your acting is too exaggerated. You're in a Spider's Cave and not at a plaza. Aren't you afraid that your shouting will attract more Spiders? No, no. You have to look more terrified and be stifled. Try again!"
Oscar waved his hand while lifting a small card as he said, "First scene, second try!"
Everyone became quiet.
The female Orc laid down. When the Mana Recording Device was focusing on her, she showed a terrified expression. Then she decided to stand up.
"Are you ready?"
On the other side, a director's assistant said to Moroes, "Later, we'll release the Underground Spider. Then you'll charge and rescue the injured Orc. This is a scene of the hero rescuing a damsel in distress. We have completed the preparations. The Underground Spider was seriously wounded and won't live long. You'll be able to kill it without much effort." 
"Will she be in danger?"
Moroes was worried about the Orc bait since the scene looked dangerous.
"Don't worry, she'll be fine. We have taken precautions."
"Okay, I understand."
Moroes nodded nervously. The assistant patted Moroes' shoulder and shouted, "Now, charge!"
Moroes inhaled deeply and grasped his Short Sword tightly as he charged out. According to the script, when he charged halfway, a Spider would be released. Then Moroes would charge at the camera and shout at the Spider before speaking his dialog to the female Orc. Moroes almost forgot about his dialog. He guessed that he had to say things like "Run!" or "Gosh!".
That was what Moroes thought.
But accidents would always occur. When Moroes charged out, the Underground Spider ran towards the female Orc and pierced her chest with its claw.
The situation became chaotic.
"What the heck! Didn't I tell you to remove the legs?"
"Gosh, we removed its legs, but it still ran very fast!"
"It's hilarious. The actress is dead!"
"Stop gawking! Protect Moroes!"
Several gamers shouted loudly. No matter what, the filming had to carry on.
…
Moroes hobbled back to his home, utterly exhausted. Whatever the case, he had completed the filming for the day.


Sherlock is a new generation Dungeon Lord whose ambition is to become the greatest Devil King and building up the greatest Dungeon in the Underworld.
He summons a group of other-worldly goblins who give themselves strange names, form cliques, engage in commerce, and even fight among themselves.
They call themselves—Gamers!

"Xiangxiang, you got a chance to promote your film even being at your own home," Tao Manni's bed sat across Yun Xiangxiang's bed.
"Surprise, surprise," Yun Xiangxiang replied.
"I like 'Hotshot Sunday.' Tune in to it every week. It's hilarious. Both of the hosts are quite talented too," Ma Linlin leaned on the banister at the edge of her bed, "When will that episode where you appeared air? I want to watch its premiere!"
"Nanzi's TV drama will only air in mid October. He probably went to the show to try to promote it. The episode will most probably air in the week of the ninth of October. They must have trailers. You shouldn't miss it if you watch every episode," said Yun Xiangxiang.
"When will you go on a variety show, Xiangxiang? We'll go to the live venue to support you," Feng Xiaolu blurted.
It seemed like Yun Xiangxiang never went on any shows after the movie award show and talk show.
"It depends on whether the films after this require it or not. I probably won't go on reality shows or the like," Yun Xiangxiang didn't really like to make her presence known through these shows.
"Why? I see a lot of reality shows being really meaningful. Variety shows are getting widely popular these last few years too," Tao Manni was puzzled.
"I would rather go film one more film if I have that much time," Yun Xiangxiang stared at the ceiling. "I can still say that I'm going to work if I film. Makes my application for a leave easier. It would be nonsense if I use the leave to go on variety shows. I'm worried that I might get expelled from the university."
There were only two reasons for a celebrity to go on variety shows if they weren't going to promote their work: fame, and money.
"Get some sleep. There's still military training tomorrow," Yun Xiangxiang yawned to stop them from continuing their questions.
Everyone saw the light of victory after getting scorched and drenched continuously for a whole day. Just a day before the military parade [1] however, they had to go through a fifteen kilometer intense training. Everybody was only hanging on by a breath when they returned to the university.
However, everyone was in high spirits on the day of their graduation from military training. They finished their own events as a team. Yun Xiangxiang even got an honorary certificate for outstanding cadet. They were only counted as official members of Qingdao University from then on.
Even though they despised their instructor during the military training, most of the sentimental ones shed tears of sorrow when they sent them off at the end of military training.
All of the instructors were soldiers in the army. It would be hard to meet them after this. The university didn't really care what they did during the first night. Everyone threw a lively night party together.
It happened to be a weekend where they had two days for themselves. However, the dean sought Yun Xiangxiang out and asked her to prepare a draft for her speech as the new students' representative tomorrow. She would represent the new intake to give a speech during the university's opening ceremony on Monday.
Yun Xiangxiang finally returned to her home which she had left for three weeks with a mission on her. The gate of the parking lane used an automatic car plate recognition system. They needed to stop the car for a while. It was at this moment that someone knocked on Yun Xiangxiang's car's side window.
"This guy had been waiting in front of the neighborhood since early morning," Song Qian said to Yun Xiangxiang.
"Unlock it," Yun Xiangxiang said to Song Qian while she rolled the window down.
"Yun Xiangxiang, I got a script and I want to invite you to star in it," He also knew that he was short on time and got straight to the point without any prior introduction.
"Do please get in the car," Yun Xiangxiang said smilingly.
Yun Xiangxiang knew this man from her past life. In fact, she owed him a favor in that life.
Hua Xiangrong was somewhat famous at that time. She went to a hotel that day just to take back something she left. However, some scandal about her messing around with the investor of the filming team strangely appeared the next day. It dealt a massive blow to her.
It was Du Changrong, whom she had never interacted with, that helped her clear her name. It was because he saw her taking something back that day. Du Changrong was notoriously direct. He also offended many people because of that. He had no conflict of interest with Yun Xiangxiang. What he said settled the matter.
Much later, someone discovered that the reporter was bribed and she was to be the scapegoat for something. Were it not for Du Changrong, her reputation would've plummeted. A lot of scripts would even skip over her directly.
She would have to lay low for at least a while. However, it might have been an inescapable pit for a newbie who was just starting out. She would have to pay some price that she didn't want to if she wanted to have a good script under these circumstances.
Du Changrong didn't seek her out for his TV drama after that. They didn't collaborate either.
Later, Du Changrong quit the TV industry and turned to film producing. He wrote the script and directed the films himself. However, his few films in the film industry were flops. Slowly, nobody wanted to invest in his films.
On top of that, he stubbornly refused to return to the TV industry. That caused him to be nearly forgotten by everyone over the last couple of years.
Du Changrong didn't expect Yun Xiangxiang to let him in the car that easily. He promptly opened the door before getting into the car, "You know me?"
"I have seen your movies and searched about your news," Yun Xiangxiang could only answer like that.
"And I thought Old Man Zhou had already given you the heads up," Du Changrong chortled after he said that. "You're now under Huan Yu Century Entertainment. It won't look nice if I use Old Man Zhou's name here. I think he won't go out of his way to tell you either."
Yun Xiangxiang smiled, but did not elaborate.
Du Changrong kept mum while he held his script in his hand. His hands stroked his script lovingly while he followed Yun Xiangxiang to her home.
Yun Xiangxiang poured a cup of tea for Du Changrong herself, "Director Du."
"You don't have to call me that. I might change careers next year," Du Changrong smiled bitterly. "I'm barely hanging on by the skin of my teeth in this industry. Used to be stubborn and thought that everyone else had no taste. Now, even I am starting to doubt myself."
"Director Du's films are deep."
It was a shame they were too esoteric for the normal audience. Modern audiences look to films as an outlet for entertainment. They needed straightforward films that could dance with their emotions without needing them to rack their brains to find out what it was trying to convey. She could only say that Du Changrong's way of expression was too roundabout.
"Seems like I didn't come all the way here for nothing if you could say that. I got a script here, though I can't get any investors. But I'm still not giving up on it. See if it can hit the right note with you," Du Changrong handed the script over to Yun Xiangxiang.
He heard about Yun Xiangxiang's personality from Zhou Wei. He knew that Huan Yu Century Entertainment didn't hold back on supporting her. Besides, Yun Xiangxiang's acting skills were good; her age matched with the female protagonist's. On top of that, Yun Xiangxiang had enough sway currently. Her reputation was also top notch.
He worked up the courage to bet on himself when he thought about how Yun Xiangxiang could shoot a film like "University Dream", and when he saw the interview show about her.
Yun Xiangxiang had the right to choose which script she wanted to take. That was one of the terms in the contract. He Wei coincidentally wasn't here. He could bypass him and go straight to her.
As long as Yun Xiangxiang liked the script, he believed that He Wei could convince Huan Yu Century Entertainment to invest, going with his personality to be soft-hearted with someone under him. Du Changrong didn't need much either. Eight million yuan was already enough to film it.
"Director Du, I will read this script seriously. However, I must tell you that you will have to wait until winter for me to film. Even if I do agree to play as this character," Yun Xiangxiang didn't read the script first.


Yun Xiangxiang was a well-regarded celebrity in her previous life. 
This life, she wants to be a proper actor. 
Have a good reputation, rather have nothing than everything and not rely on the words from her fans. The products are quality. Firmly plant her own feet to the ground and only rely on herself to take the throne, step by step. 
Yet, she accidentally got entangled with a world-class big shot.
Ever since then, the world-class big shot followed her on Weibo. He would gift her advanced technological goods for protection. Create rings that no one else can wear but her. He would glorify her family name so he can go through fire to watch over. 
Until he finally embraced her, "It's too dangerous for you. You can only be safe if you become my wife." 
Yun Xiangxiang: ...


"I think we need to reassess our understanding of their strategy…"
"Hmm… What exactly are they up to?"
When Doomsday Assault and Final Assault came across the partially undressed headless body and the pulp of meat that was not far away, they were overwhelmed by panicked confusion. Doomsday Assault asked, "If the human head earlier was to scare us, what is the purpose of all this?"
"Do you think it's possible that…" Final Assault's tone started to assume a weird change. "… after they decapitated the man, they split up temporarily? Flashes of Sword carried the man's head back to place it where we found it, and the other…"
He paused to glance at the menu. "… called Feng Bujue stayed behind and did something to this dead body?"
"Is the man insane?" Doomsday Assault questioned. "But didn't Thriller Paradise set some kind of limitation to actions that desecrate dead bodies. What could he have done?"
"How would I know?" Final Assault replied. "I'm just attempting a guess. Perhaps we've misunderstood everything. They were probably being very thorough when they searched the body."
"I hope you're right…" Doomsday Assault swallowed his saliva. These two from Zombie Blade felt great terror looming over their hearts. This cast a bigger shadow on them compared to when they saw the decapitated head.
But their expressions were as unaffected as before, and that could be explained by 'that medicine' that they mentioned…
As Flashes of Sword had said, the members of Zombie Blade were known to cheat. It was too far to call them the cancer within the industry. They merely had their own way of approaching things.
In the film industry, for example, an unknown scriptwriter could have spent more than ten years to write his script and find sponsor before finally producing a product, and the film might gross about five times his investment.
But for another scriptwriter who had some connections, he could spend several months coming up with a passable script, finding a few famous actors to be in his movie, and coming up with a topic-worthy promotion to get the people into the cinema. Similarly, he would be able to earn quite a bit from the box office.
The profit earned by these two would be the same in the end, the difference being that the former might garner some reputation while the latter would be overwhelmed by negative reviews. Ultimately, though, human beings are forgetful creatures. When the former disappeared from the public eye to focus on his writing, the later would continue to produce similarly horrible films every year, but he would end up with the same amount of income each year.
This example could be used in any other industry. In this world, to achieve a goal, there was more than one way to do it. In fact, after one removed the manacle of morality or principles, the choices opened up even more.
Zombie Blade gaming studio had provided immense contributions to the gray area of online gaming. Speaking of finding loopholes and exploitable bugs, they were even more of an expert compared to bigger names like Brahman. Of course, even though this was what Zombie Blade specialized in, they still lagged behind Regulation. After all, Regulation was the top dog in the industry, and a studio that depended on alternative methods like Zombie Blade could not be counted as the top in the industry.
However, they managed to flourish in their own way. To be frank, everyone's goal was earning money. Reputation, what was that? This world was a realistic one. As long as there was money, there would naturally be people who came to ask for one's service.
The players and workers at Zombie Blade did not even have a contract with the studio. Instead, most of them signed the cooperation through a third party, so when there was a legal altercation, it would be easier to push the blame around. At worst, the company would dissolve, and they would rise again under a different name.
If they were already doing that in the real world, one could imagine how much worse they were in-game. Zombie Blade had a team that specialized in writing cheats. In most of the games that they had been involved in, they even sold the cheats to other players.
In such 'exhaustible' games, they did not mind if their accounts were banned. Since most of such games were free to play and pay to win, the gaming company's goal was to earn as much money before the hype blew over. Therefore, they did not limit IDs from registering accounts, and one person could register many accounts. Thus, being banned was merely a formality because they could register a new account easily. One could easily understand the players' psychology; they wanted to have the most fun and win the most battles. For that, the way to do it was to throw money against other players. Instead of wasting the money on the gaming company, they might as well they spend it on cheats. It brought the same amount of fun, and the money spent would be less than purchasing those limited equipment and items. They could stop whenever they felt bored.
However, in the age of the fourth photon computer, it was hard to evade discovery when using cheats. Even with the attachment of undetectable, illegal hardware, that was hard to do. As long as the gaming company and the game itself were not too trashy, cheating would eventually be discovered.
For that, Zombie Blade came up with other methods. They turned to research some illegal assistant 'software'. These kinds of software had the same purpose as cheats, but they were more like assistants in nature. For top players, they would provide little to no effect, but for normal players, the use of such tools would provide immense advantages.
Other than that, Zombie Blade had no care about their studio's reputation, which was dropping by the day, and often committed horrible acts against their competitors. Of course, they would not go after big names like Regulation and Brahman; they still knew their limits. However, against studios that were on the same scale as them, they would not hold back. Spreading untrue rumors, attacking other people's servers, those were common occurrences for them, and they had destroyed a few competition this way before.
In conclusion, those people were professional, and they had carved out a path for themselves with their own unique way of surviving.
But as the idiom goes, as high as the squirrel jumps, one day, it will fall to the ground.
Zombie Blade finally found their match in a gaming company… and the game in question was Thriller Paradise.
The game's system was flawless, and they could not cheat at all on a technical level. Therefore, they organized a secret DDOS attack on Dream Inc's server to see how powerful they were.
And… they were burned. Zombie Blade not only failed to take down Dream Inc's firewall, Dream Inc retaliated. An unknown virus leaped across numerous fake IPs and puppet CPUs to infect and destroy Zombie Blade's system.
That day, on the computers in the company building, there was a round cartoon face. It was a dirty-looking man with glasses making a mischievous laugh. "Hue hue hue…"
All the data in their hard drive was wiped, and the loss was unimaginably huge. They did not only lose their limbs—their spine was snapped.
That day, the laptop on the director's table even exploded. He had only seen something like this in the movies before. An FBI-level hacker remote-controlled the enemy's laptop to overheat its hardware and cause it to explode. He did not expect that he would be the target of such an attack in his life.
Since they were the aggressor, the members of Zombie Blade could only suffer the grievance in silence, and they did not dare scheme against Dream Inc anymore…
Then, Zombie Blade's hardware development team reached a bottleneck as well. They had tried all types of illegal attachments, but they were useless on Dream Inc's gaming hub. The technical issue was undetectable. Even if they dismantled the gaming hub, they got no closer to the truth.
This situation had not happened before. With so many technicians, they had failed to even come up with some small cheats in an online game! Was that even reasonable? Was Dream Inc secretly the country's defense agency?
Therefore, the members united their passion to break down this wall. After many meetings and a lot of research, they finally came up with the solution. Since they could not do anything to the game, they would work on the player.
'PU63' was the code for the medicine. What happened during the process of researching PU01 to PU62, no one knew. In any case, PU63 became the only advantage that Zombie Blade had in Thriller Paradise.
The complicated relationship that Zombie Blade had with a certain heartless pharmaceutical company is a topic for another time.
In any case, after a player consumed this medicine, they would enter a state called 'lucid anesthesia'. This oxymoron was actually easy to understand. One could see it as a 'state of forced calmness'.
All the research data showed that players who consumed PU63 would never have their Terror Points rise over fifty percent even in the most distressing part of the scenario. The medicine would not affect their mental acuity and would even increase their resistance toward pain and their reflexes in emergencies.
To put it plainly, this was a type of steroid given to players.
The gaming hub merely tested the player's heartbeat, pulse, and blood pressure. It did not contain the power to check for medical element, so they could use this kind of drug without worry.
Currently, only the inner members of Zombie Blade were using PU63. They were not prepared to sell this drug to the public even though the advertisement and promotion were being made already. In the next two months, this thing would probably appear on the third-party market, but that was a matter for later.
Anyhow, the duo's confidence was not baseless. With the aid of the medicine, even though they would still feel fear, the level would be dampened, at least physiologically.
With this kind of advantage and the level advantage in-game, it was normal for them to assume that they would win.
"Wait… What is that?" Final Assault said as he squatted down again. His eyes focused and discovered that there was some kind of trail on the man's tank top, which was half lifted up.
Doomsday Assault also got closer to take a look.
Final Assault lifted the shirt to get a clearer look. Just above the dead body's stomach, a sentence was carved deep into the flesh.
"Why so serious?" Doomsday Assault read the sentence and then turned to ask his teammate, "What's the meaning of this?"
"This is…" Final Assault was confused as well. Suddenly, he noticed that, around the question mark of the sentence, a metallic wire was poking out from underneath the skin. He reached out his fingers to pick at the wire, attempting to pull it out…
…
BANG!
At the same time, on the other side of the lab, Feng Bujue heard the explosion. He glanced at the menu and sighed rather disappointedly. "Sigh… we only got one…"
 


This is a game beyond dimension–the pursuit of truth. 
The unknown seal, the gambit between gods and demons… 
The defiance against data, the retribution of human… 
In a virtual world connected with reality, consciousness dictates us, consciousness chooses us, and consciousness dictates our consciousness. 
Now, throw away you fear. 
Throw away your selfish interest, question, and disbelief… Free your thought. 
Welcome to Thriller Paradise. 
Feng Bujue lost his ability to fear because of an unknown psychological disorder. Through a virtual reality game designed for players to experience fright and despair, he began his search for his lost fear. Could he finally regain his ability to fear? Could he outwit the scenarios presented to him? Could he finally uncover the truth hidden inside Thriller Paradise?  


"Hello, Director Zhang. It's nice to see you again. Long time no see!"
"How are you, Director Jiang? Thank you so much for recommending me to Xu Jinglei. Our film has been short-listed by the San Sebastian International Film Festival."'
"Director Feng! Don't look at me, it's not my fault. I couldn't find a suitable role in the scripts you suggested."
"Director Chen, this is the first time we meet."
Qin Guan shook hands with them one after the other. When he took a seat, he found himself at the end of the long table, a position usually reserved for leaders.
The four directors were looking at him anxiously. What a strange situation!
Feng Xiaogang was a straightforward man, so he made his purpose clear right away.
"I have a script for you, Qin Guan. The company asked me to try directing a commercial, big-budget production. Select a role from it."
He pushed a thick binder towards Qin Guan, sliding it over the slick table. The black characters on the white cover looked attractive.
They spelled the words "The Banquet"!
Before Qin Guan could come back to his senses, the other three directors had also taken out their own scripts, afraid that they would be left behind.
"Read mine first. The character is very expressive."
The film was called "Curse Of The Golden Flower"!
"I'm different, Qin Guan. You like indie films and winning awards, right? My script is very profound!"
The film's title was "The Sun Also Rises"!
"We haven't cooperated before, Qin Guan. As a young actor, you should try all kinds of different shooting methods. It would be good for earning experience."
The film was "The Promise" by Chen Kaige!
The four binders lay before him in order, just like a student's homework. The gazes of the famous directors cheered Qin Guan up.
He had originally thought that they just wanted to get some money from him, but he had been offered four roles.
Qin Guan had a tight schedule that year. "The Knot" would be a promising candidate for the Chinese Ornamental Column Awards. If the film won an award, the SARFT would leave him alone.
Plus, he would also be working on "Crazy Stone", a new Armani advertisement, and his own brand and accounting firm.
He had no time to work with these directors, but the four men seemed determined to get a final answer. It was a taboo to offend a director from the circle.
Maybe Qin Guan could guest star in their films. This would add a fun element to the films and save the dignity of the famous directors.
When he made a decision, Qin Guan asked about "The Banquet" first.
"Huayi is producing it, right? The film must be rich in resources, but the roles are out of my league. I'll be going to Hong Kong in April for the Hong Kong Film Awards. I have been planning this since before the Spring Festival. Sorry about that."
"As for Director Jiang..."
Jiang Wen pointed to the script immediately. "I know you are a busy guy. I'll be the protagonist, so you could just select a supporting role. The schedule will be flexible. Filming will take you one week at the most."
"Okay!"
Qin Guan put the script on the left side of the table as an alternative offer.
He gasped when he heard Zhang Yimou's plan. The director had hired Chow Yun-Fat, Gong Li and Jay Zhou for the film. Qin Guan would be the eldest prince, who was a nitwit. It would be interesting to act like a lecher.
Plus, the film would be shot between other events. Qin Guan wanted to be one of the big stars, so he put "Curse Of The Golden Flower" on the left.
Zhang leaned back against his chair. He could relax now.
In 20 minutes, there was only one script left in Qin Guan's hands. Chen Kaige was confident about Qin Guan's decision. He stood out among the fifth generation of directors after all.
Unlike Zhang Yimou, who had started his career as a cameraman, he was not good with color and backgrounds. He relied on the plot and profound emotions to win awards, but he enjoyed a good reputation among the Chinese audience.
Qin Guan looked up from the script.
"I'm sorry, but I can't do it, Director Chen. Your film will begin filming in June and my character is in every scene. Plus, the crew will be travelling to Shangri-La. I will be attending an event at the time. I look forward to working with you in the future though."
People were rejected plenty of times during their lives. Some people just smiled through the experience, while others felt dejected or insulted.


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

example of script writing for short films

Again, Misunderstood

Reply 2005

Rebirth in Hollywood

brasil

King of Hollywood

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Hello Mr. King

Thriller Paradise

Rebirth: How A Loser Became A Prince Charming

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