Didn't you say that we would lose money after filming?

Chapter 1: There Was a Soul That Tried to Stab Me to Death

(This book has a slow pace, and the author's writing style is detailed and not a running account. Please don't read if you mind.)
Han Xia Xinhai, 8pm.

On a midsummer night, insects chirp and birds sing. This may be a beautiful scene as depicted in a painting. No wonder, in this bustling metropolis, there are still insects chirping and birds singing.

All you can hear is the light rail passing overhead from time to time and the sound of music playing in the mall.

In front of the restaurant, Xia Yuan leaned against the guardrail, enjoying the breeze and sobering up from the alcohol. His slightly hazy thoughts gradually returned to his mind. He shook his head, which was feeling heavy and aching due to the alcohol, and his experiences during this period of time began to resurface in his mind.

It's just bullshit.

Xia Yuan is a senior student in the directing department of Xinhai Drama Academy.

His grades are probably the best in the department. Almost no one can beat him in terms of grades. In the eyes of school leaders and professors, Xia Yuan is also an outstanding student who ranks among the top in the new drama. It is estimated that he will easily get the title of "outstanding graduate" after graduation.

Logically speaking, Xia Yuan doesn't need to worry about his future at all as he can achieve such an achievement in a not-so-bad school and a not-so-bad major. He just needs to have a smooth journey.

But only Xia Yuan knew that this road would not be smooth, and his intestines would inevitably be thrown out.

He used to be young and frivolous, and he once had a dream of becoming a superstar. He dreamed of becoming a leading director at home and abroad, and then saving the entertainment industry from collapse!
But he really has this talent.

He once thought that he could achieve success with his talent, and his achievements would be more than enough.

So, he applied for the directing department without caring about the consequences and was admitted to the Xinhai Drama Academy.

It was fine at the beginning, he learned quickly and the teacher praised him highly.

But the longer he stayed in school, the clearer he saw certain things.

Xia Yuan, you made the wrong choice after all.

Is it his talent that is wrong? Absolutely not.

The mistake was that his family was not well-off.

Although his family was not a very poor family, it was just an average well-off family.

But compared with his classmates, he was no different from a poor man, except that he had two bells in his crotch that jingled when he walked.

Although we are reluctant to admit it, the film and television industry is indeed an industry that relies on capital. If you don't have capital, you can't play the game at all.

Xia Yuan couldn't even afford to buy the equipment, but his classmates had one set in front of him, one behind his back, one on the third ring road, and another on the island. If he flipped down, he would find that the names of the islands were all other people's.

He chose the most expensive major, directing.

Now that graduation is approaching, other students have already found a way out.

That was not through connections. I found the dean, wrote a letter of introduction, signed with the company, and was able to get on the right track right after graduation.

Otherwise, they spent a lot of money to buy a bunch of good scripts and invited well-known and top screenwriters in the industry. They would get together with them and let them choose from all kinds of scripts that would make Xia Yuan drool.

And what about Xia Yuan?

What does he have?
In the entertainment industry, does talent work? No matter how reluctant you are to admit it, you have to admit that this is a world of fame and fortune, a world of fame and fortune that is both bone-melting and soul-destroying.

Are you a great director? Are you a good director? What's the point of being a director? To get by, you need background and power. Can you buy a good script? Who is willing to be your touchstone? To vouch for you and prove your so-called worthless talent?
Therefore, Xia Yuan is currently suffering from anxiety syndrome on the eve of graduation.

If nothing unexpected happens, his path will be much more difficult than anyone else's.

But isn’t that the problem? Accident, eh, it’s here.

I remember it was the weekend a week ago. On that day, Xia Yuan was still worried and entangled in the script. He also hoped that after graduation he could directly set up a bureau and then shoot his own work.

No matter how far the road is, and even if there are no investors now, you still have to have a dream, right?
So, in distress that day, he drank some wine and went out for a walk.

It didn't matter that the walk took place, because that day the traffic light at an intersection not far from him was broken.

He was on the zebra crossing at that time, still thinking about the problem.

Suddenly there was a roar and the sound of a horn being honked.

Xia Yuan was awakened immediately. He looked up and his pupils shrank. His mouth opened and he said, "Ah?"

A dump truck with mud on its face was speeding towards him. Xia Yuan could even see the driver's terrified expression.

How come he is about to hit upon his luck while walking along this road?
If you get hit hard by this thing, you'll be covered in bruises, right?
At that time, Xia Yuan almost thought that his life was over. At that moment, a revolving screen started running in his mind. In the end, he saw his parents holding his funeral in tears. He cried like a tearful person, and then he looked at the insurance company's claims adjuster with heartbreak as he took away his accidental death claim form.

But the driver finally showed mercy and used all his strength to turn the steering wheel, causing the car to crash into the green belt and flip over.

Xia Yuan's life was successfully saved.

But just when Xia Yuan thought that his life was saved and that the incident had nothing to do with him, and that he even received compensation, he could yo-yo again.

after!!
A voice suddenly appeared in his mind: "Fuck! How come there is another soul in here!! I have come through so much hardship! And I still need to rely on the golden finger to become famous, become a super rich man, a plagiarist! And marry a fair, rich and beautiful woman!! System!! Where is the system?? Is there a system?? Kill this Bi Yangde for me!! He comes with bad intentions!! He comes with bad intentions!!"

"Who's coming? You're the one who's coming!" Xia Yuan fought back without even thinking.

The voice was hysterical and Xia Yuan could hear it clearly.

First of all, the voice was very real, and it was not any voice he was familiar with before. It was more like a completely strange soul that inexplicably broke into his body.

And then, from then on, he kept nagging and saying things like, "Let Xia Yuan get out of here, this is his body."

Otherwise, he would be stabbed to death with a knife, and there would be incomprehensible words about becoming famous and reaching the top of the world.

Suddenly, Xia Yuan's mind was filled with a happy atmosphere.

This confused Xia Yuan, and he even thought he was mentally ill and suffering from schizophrenia.

Could it be that the good fortune created mental problems for me?
But he went through a series of examinations at the hospital, including a psychological examination, and there was absolutely no problem at all.

In the words of the doctor, he is so strong that he can kill a bull - all this is thanks to the four years of college when he carried all kinds of heavy machines around every day.

Until this moment, although he didn't seem very smart, he understood that something dirty might have entered his body.

The key is that I still want to kill him!

So Xia Yuan went straight to an old Taoist priest and spent two hundred yuan to have a ritual performed for him.

From then on, the soul that wanted to stab him to death, which came from nowhere and basically appeared at the same time as his fortune, died because of 200 yuan.

The story ends here, so it is probably just a fantasy story, not enough to confuse Xia Yuan until now.

The key point is that after that unknown soul was liberated, he felt that there were a lot more things in his mind.

Some memories that never existed before were sealed in a concrete treasure house.

It can even appear before Xia Yuan's eyes when he calls.

There were things in there that Xia Yuan had never seen before.

Various movies, TV series, music, novels, etc.
All the notable literary and artistic works are included there!
But the problem is, Xia Yuan is a professional student, so this wave can be said to be completely in line with his major.

But he had never seen any of those literary works in his mind in reality; they were all extremely unfamiliar works.

And there are many that amaze him!! If they can be filmed, they will definitely be a big hit!

This gave Xia Yuan reason to doubt.

This thing might have been brought here by the mysterious soul who wanted to kill him. If what it said was true, it should have come from a parallel world similar to Xia Yuan's current world.

Then after he was liberated by himself, this thing naturally belonged to him.

But if there is nothing in his own world, can he just move it here? Shoot it himself? Make it himself?

"It seems to be feasible?" After Xia Yuan got the idea, he was stunned for a moment.

I can only say that life's encounters are sometimes so strange and coincidental. Am I not struggling with the script right now?

Although there is no investment yet, there is nothing yet.

But is there any need to worry about this? As long as you have a good script, a complete plan, and know what to do next, attracting investment will be much easier.

Although I don't know what the guy meant by plagiarism, it is obvious that the other party can't expose it and will never have the chance to expose it in this lifetime.

"Then let me give you a try." Xia Yuan smiled.

But just then.

Snapped--

Someone patted Xia Yuan on the shoulder.

"Brother Yuanzi, you can't do it anymore? How much did you drink and you're already out here to get some fresh air? Go back and continue drinking. Everyone is talking about you. We're about to graduate, so spend more time with everyone."

Xia Yuan turned around and saw a man who was about his age, about 185cm tall, with a well-proportioned body. He was wearing a shirt with two buttons casually undone, which made his collarbone and a little bit of muscle outline look pleasing to the eye.

I have to say that those who can study in film and television schools, first of all, have pretty good looks.

(I never lie, I'm a complete newbie, so give me a vote! Collect it quickly! I hope you don't be ungrateful and don't force me to kneel down and beg you!)
(End of this chapter)