Global Film Emperor

Chapter 160 Hello, Lu Ze

"Extracting the script for 'The Boss'. 1% 50% 100%, starting automatic matching of the first stage of the course. Please assemble it manually."

Lu Ze discovered that the original system interface had been restored, and the first-stage system interface reappeared on the platform. At the top of the interface was a huge 0% number. He gently clicked on one of the elderly courses, and the course was fully displayed. All the events Lu Ze had done in the elderly courses were categorized and presented to Lu Ze.

Lu Ze understood what this splicing meant, and it also resolved some of the misunderstandings he had about the first phase of the course.

The first phase of courses may seem like a lot, but it's definitely not enough, because the courses you learn in the system can't fully match the character settings in the script. After all, in the courses you are Lu Ze, but when you're filming, you're not Lu Ze.

So at that time, Lu Ze needed to write a biography and an autobiography, using his mind to imagine what the character had done and what he had experienced that led to his current personality.

Sometimes, a lack of understanding of the character can lead to conflicts and contradictions between the performance and the original script, requiring a significant amount of time to overcome and resolve.

But things are different now. He has studied more than a thousand courses, which means he has studied more than a thousand people. These more than a thousand people cannot cover all walks of life in society; they only account for a very small part. Therefore, Lu Ze does not understand the significance of studying more than a thousand courses and sub-items in the first stage.

Why not have a few hundred people learning from it? Or tens of thousands?

But the system's proposed combination now answers Lu Ze's question: he can combine all the events that happened to these thousand-plus people into the character.

For example, if the character in the script is more complex, such as a wealthy businessman in his sixties or seventies who was once an ordinary farmer, made his first fortune by reselling antiques, went to jail, and then made a fortune in the real estate industry, then the character is established.

What Lu Ze had to do was to find the experiences corresponding to this wealthy businessman from more than a thousand courses, and then piece them together—a course for the elderly, a course for farmers, a course for antique dealers, a course for criminals, and a course for real estate businessmen—to ultimately portray this complex character as perfectly as possible.

Lu Ze then realized that these more than a thousand courses could not possibly cover all aspects of society, but they were all the most classic figures in society. By piecing them together, they could cover all walks of life in society.

So how should the character Jia Helong be pieced together? First of all, it should definitely be the course on the underworld boss. Lu Ze selected to add it, and the 0% at the top of the interface suddenly jumped to 27%.

Now Lu Ze understood the last question. This percentage represents the degree of matching, which was probably testing Lu Ze's understanding of the character and his ability to analyze the character's thoughts.

So, when Jia Helong sold drugs, Lu Ze added examples similar to Jia Helong from the drug lord course, and the matching rate rose to 51% again.

Jia Helong's public identity is the owner of an import trading company, so Lu Ze added the role of a businessman. However, since Lu Ze in the course is not in export trade, his score only rose to 63 this time.

Jia Helong was the son of a fisherman from a young age, so Lu Ze added a category for seafarers, achieving a match rate of 75%.

Jia Helong had six wives, nine sons, and seven daughters, but he was unable to effectively resolve the private conflicts between his wives and their children. He could only rely on his own intimidation to frighten them.

He even broke one of his sons' legs and killed two of his daughters who were addicted to drugs. He also had an extremely strong desire for control. According to Lu Ze's analysis, he was already a psychopath. So Lu Ze chose to add the emotionally detached killer and the aristocratic courses with an extremely strong desire for control over one's wife from the list of aristocratic courses. The match rate reached 91%.

"Having reached the passing grade, shall we proceed with the course?"

Lu Ze thought for a long time but couldn't think of anything else he could add, so he finally gave up and clicked to enter the tutorial.

"Character and scene modeling is in progress. The estimated loading time is 0.01 hours and 0.02 minutes. Please wait patiently. We are exiting the system space. Please rest, host. Good night."

"It still needs to load?"

Lu Ze had never encountered this situation before. Previously, the system would only take a dozen seconds to load when entering a course, but now it takes more than nine hours, which shows just how big this template is.

Now that he had figured out the system, Lu Ze wasn't in a hurry. He closed his eyes, felt his body float, and exited the system space.

"call"

He opened his eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 11:45 p.m., which meant he hadn't actually slept for very long.

The humidity from the south was picking up, and his hands and feet were already freezing. Lu Ze got up, drank some hot water, turned the air conditioner to 24 degrees Celsius, peed, and then crawled into bed, lying down comfortably.

Without the forced sleep provided by the system space, falling asleep as soon as he lay down wasn't an easy task. Lu Ze picked up the script for "The Boss" and carefully studied it to see if there was anything else he could add to the system space, but ultimately came up empty-handed. At midnight, sleepiness returned. Putting the script aside, Lu Ze closed his eyes and fell asleep, but his sleep was restless.

He seemed to dream of a young soldier in military uniform being beaten to death by dozens of people and then buried in a huge cave.

I dreamt again of a young man being beaten to death on the road by a group of people, his body tied with stones, stuffed into a sack, and dumped in a lake.

Then a man with slicked-back hair and wearing a suit was surrounded by a group of people, strangled to death in an operating room, and then pushed into the morgue.

A man with a broken leg and his hands twisting incessantly was strangled to death on a tree. The group then poured gasoline on the tree and set it on fire. A group of people surrounded the giant "torch," laughing and talking, their actions indescribably eerie and exaggerated.

A very strong and capable fighter was also surrounded and attacked, but he beat the group of people to a pulp, taking down one kid with a single punch. However, in the end, a machete cleaved his head open from behind, and then someone skinned him, put his skin on himself, and proudly danced a bizarre dance.

Lu Ze walked through the cave, passed by the lake, went through the morgue, paused for a while under the tree that had been burned to charcoal, saw a big man skewered like human flesh, and then walked into this oppressive, gloomy, cold city covered in gray.

There were many people on the street, all staring at Lu Ze. They couldn't see his expression or make any moves. Lu Ze continued walking forward, but then he noticed that they were following behind him.

"Why are you following me? Stop following me! If you keep following me, I'll call the police!"

Lu Ze was terrified, he didn't know why he was so afraid, but he was just afraid. He angrily rebuked the group of people, like a hedgehog encountering an enemy, instinctively wanting to protect himself.

They were talking, but Lu Ze couldn't hear them; he could only see their lips constantly opening and closing.

A woman tried to run to Lu Ze's side, but it was as if she was blocked by something invisible. Lu Ze felt like it was glass, because when she was blocked, she was hit with a thud.

Strangely enough, she was the only woman following Lu Ze. She kept waving at Lu Ze, signaling him to leave, but a man picked her up and carried her back into the crowd.

More and more people gathered, standing right in front of Lu Ze, numbering over a thousand. One person took a stool and obsequiously placed it behind a man carrying a machete, urging him to sit down, as if he were the leader of the group.

"Don't follow me! I'm calling the police! What are you doing?"

Lu Ze continued to roar, but they still seemed unable to hear him.
Among these thousand-plus people, some seemed to look down on Lu Ze. Even though he couldn't see their faces clearly, Lu Ze could sense that contempt through their eyes.

Some people remained indifferent and silent, simply watching coldly, while others were very excited, making exaggerated movements, like a shaman performing a ritual, such as the guy wearing human skin.

Lu Ze didn't know why he didn't run away, nor did he have any intention of running away. He just confronted the more than 1,000 people and started cursing them.

Then he saw the sun, emerging from behind the buildings in the city. It wasn't golden, nor was it warm; it was gray, and Lu Ze couldn't feel even a trace of its warmth.

"Click-clack-clack-clack-clack."

The air seemed to crack open, it really cracked open, making a loud sound like shattering glass. The excited people on the other side became even more excited, jumping and screaming.

Until a loud crash, the "glass" sandwiched between Lu Ze and them shattered completely, and then he saw color; the whole city was no longer gray, it was colorful.

He also saw over a thousand versions of himself, possibly of very different ages, but all of them had the same face as Lu Ze.

The man sitting in the chair, holding a machete, laughed loudly. This time, Lu Ze could hear him. The laughter wasn't unpleasant. Then, he waved to Lu Ze and greeted him.

"Hello, Lu Ze."

"."

(End of this chapter)