Global Best Actor: Starting with Picking Up Attributes in America

Chapter 471 "Influenza"

at the same time.

The hashtag #DirectorChenLookAtMyHometown# trended on social media.

Netizens across the country are enthusiastically promoting their hometowns online: "Director Chen, look at Zhangye in Gansu! The Danxia landforms are amazing! It's just so poor! Please give us your approval!"

"Director Chen, take a look at Yichun, Heilongjiang! The snow-covered forests of the Lesser Khingan Mountains! It's perfect for filming ice and snow fantasy movies! All the young people have left; we desperately need a film studio!"

"Director Chen, take a look at Shangri-La in Yunnan! Snow-capped mountains, grasslands, and lakes! No need for sets to film a fantasy movie! The only problem is the inconvenient transportation. Please take me there!"

"Director Chen, look at Ganzi in Sichuan! Ding Zhen's hometown! The scenery is breathtaking! It's just so poor!"

"Director Chen, take a look at Kanas! It's a fairyland! Everything you film here looks amazing! I urge you to build a film city with a Western Region theme!"

Suddenly, "Director Chen, take a look—" became the latest phrase.

Some netizens even created a table listing all the scenic yet impoverished places across the country, noting what types of movies they were suitable for, and tagged Chen Xun in the post.

Chris Hemsworth also joined in the fun, posting on Weibo: "I recommend Guizhou! The sour fish soup is delicious! The hot pot is just too spicy! Director Chen has already chosen this place, so there's no need to rush!"

The comments section erupted in laughter: "Hemsworth, you're after the sour fish soup, aren't you?!"

"Does your butt not hurt anymore?"

"Do you still remember the fear of being dominated by Chongqing's mildly spicy food?"

Vin Diesel also posted on Instagram, along with a photo of the green mountains he took in Guizhou: "This is the most beautiful place in the world. I've decided to build a family-themed resort here, and everyone is welcome to come and play."

That evening, Chen Xun scrolled through the comments from netizens and said to Christine with a smile, "Everyone is so enthusiastic. I originally planned to build ten movie theaters, but now it seems I'll have to build twenty."

Christine handed him a glass of hot milk: "Take your time, no rush, one step at a time, we'll get it built eventually."

Jennifer leaned closer and pointed at the phone screen: "Look at this post from a netizen, Kanas in Xinjiang is so beautiful! How about we go check it out sometime? I want to film a romance movie there."

Dakota nodded, "I want to go too! I want to take pictures wearing XJ's traditional clothing!"

Chen Xun smiled and said, "Once the film city in Guizhou starts construction, we'll go to XJ for an inspection."

2019 October.

The temperature in Beijing dropped to minus eight degrees Celsius.

Chen Xun stood by the office window, watching a video sent from Guizhou on his phone.

In the video, the first pile of the Oriental Sci-Fi Film City has been driven in, and dozens of local villagers wearing safety helmets are helping to move steel bars on the construction site.

Secretary Li, holding up his phone, grinned from ear to ear: "Director Chen, look! The young people in the village have all come back to work after hearing about the movie theater project. More than thirty came back yesterday alone!"

"Very good!"

Chen Xun said with a smile, "Tell everyone that wages will be paid on time, wear more clothes as it gets cold, and be careful."

"Don't worry, Director Chen! We remember everything!"

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Chen Xun's face slowly faded.

He rubbed his temples, feeling a void in his heart, as if he had forgotten something particularly important.

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This feeling has been going on for almost a week now.

I think about it while eating, during meetings, and even while sleeping, but I just can't remember what it is.

It's like there's a hole in your brain that you can't fill no matter what you do.

"It's time for the meeting."

Rob pushed open the door, carrying a stack of documents: "The second batch of projects for the Emerging Directors Fund is about to be reviewed."

Chen Xun nodded and followed Robert into the conference room.

After taking a couple of steps, he suddenly stopped. "Robert, don't you feel like something's about to happen?"

Rob paused for a moment, then touched Chen Xun's forehead: "No fever, what could be wrong? The movie theater is perfectly fine, and the movies are selling well, what could be wrong?"

"Maybe I'm overthinking it."

Chen Xun shook his head and didn't say anything more.

That evening, Chen Xun returned to the courtyard house.

As soon as I opened the door, I smelled a burnt odor.

Jennifer, wearing an apron and carrying a spatula, ran out of the kitchen, her face covered in flour: "Chen Xun, you're back! I was trying to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes! It looks a little burnt!"

Christine was squatting by the door picking vegetables when she looked up and rolled her eyes at her: "What do you mean 'a little burnt'? You almost burned through the pot. If I hadn't turned off the stove in time, we would have had to order takeout tonight."

Dakota and Ellie were sitting on the sofa in the living room, making dumplings. Ellie's dumplings were plump and round, while Dakota's looked like little gold ingots.

These individuals joined China Dragon Pictures, seemingly finding their place in life.

I don't act anymore!

Every day, he just follows Chen Xun around China.

"Brother Chen Xun is back!"

Ellie held up the dumplings in her hand: "Look at the dumplings I made! They're much better than last time, aren't they?"

Chen Xun walked over with a smile and picked up a dumpling: "At least it won't turn into a soup."

The four of them sat around the table eating, and Jennifer complained as she ate that Chinese was too difficult to learn.

After dinner, everyone sat in the living room watching TV.

Chen Xun leaned back on the sofa, still absent-minded. Christine noticed something was wrong and handed him a glass of warm milk: "You've been so distracted these past few days, are you too tired?"

Chen Xun shook his head: "I feel like I've forgotten something important, and I'm really panicking."

Don't overthink it.

Jennifer patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go to the temple fair tomorrow? The temple fair is so lively, and there are candied hawthorns, sugar paintings, and dough figurines. It's so much fun."

"Okay." Chen Xun forced a smile.

At two o'clock in the morning, Chen Xun suddenly woke up.

The unease in my heart grew stronger and stronger, and I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

He tiptoed to his feet, went to the living room, and turned on the TV.

The TV was showing a late-night movie on the movie channel, featuring the South Korean film "Flu".

On the screen, infected people lay on the ground, the entire city was locked down, people wearing masks frantically bought supplies, and hospitals were overflowing with patients.

The cup in Chen Xun's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter," spilling milk all over the floor.

He finally remembered.

epidemic.

The pandemic broke out at the end of 2019 and swept the globe.

After he transmigrated, he was so busy making movies, building companies, and developing film studios that he completely forgot about something so important!

Chen Xun's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

He recalled that in the early stages of the pandemic in his previous life, masks, protective suits, and disinfectants were all sold out, and many people could not buy masks and had to make their own using cotton cloth.

Due to a shortage of supplies in the hospital, medical staff had to use garbage bags as protective clothing.

Preparations must be made immediately.

He took out his phone and dialed Rob's number. The phone rang for a long time before being answered, and Rob's voice was heavy with sleep: "Huh? What's wrong?"

"Immediately notify all senior executives for an emergency meeting."

Chen Xun's voice trembled slightly.

Rob suddenly became fully awake!

"What's the rush? Can't we talk about it tomorrow?"

"This concerns everyone's lives. Notify them immediately; anyone late will be fired!"

He hung up the phone, grabbed his coat, and headed outside.

Hearing the noise, Christine came out of the room: "What happened?"

"I remember I forgot something."

As Chen Xun put on his shoes, he said, "I have to go to the company for a meeting. You all stay home and don't go out. Tomorrow morning, go to the supermarket and buy enough food and water for three months, as well as disinfectant and hand sanitizer. Buy as much as you can."

"What's wrong?" Christine frowned.

"There's no time to explain."

Chen Xun opened the door: "I'll tell you when I get back that you must buy as many masks as possible."