Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

That video, titled "Huaqiang Buys Melons," was like a bomb thrown into a cesspool.

Blasted.

The sky was filled with smelly fragments.

Within a few days, the number of clicks exceeded ten million.

The entire internet seems to be under a spell.

As soon as I turn on my computer, that catchy rhythm automatically plays in my head.

"Sarilang! Sarilang!"

An illegal internet cafe in Beijing.

In front of rows of smoky computer stations, the sounds that filled the air were no longer the gunfire of CS, nor the hacking and slashing of Legend.

All that could be seen on the screen was Liu Huaqiang's fierce and menacing face twitching wildly.

Is this melon guaranteed to be ripe?

"Is it cooked? Is it cooked? Is it cooked?"

The non-mainstream teenager sitting in the corner took off his headphones, turned around and shouted something to the guy next to him who was eating instant noodles.

"Dude, is your noodle guaranteed cooked through?"

The guy slurped up a mouthful of noodles and rolled his eyes.

"Shall I split it open for you?"

This viral spread even spilled over from the small circle of the Internet, climbing up the network cable and onto the television set.

Hunan TV, "Entertainment Without Limits".

The host, Li Xiang, is broadcasting to the camera.

"Recently, a spoof video titled 'Huaqiang Buys Melons' has gone viral online. Its unique editing style and catchy music have sparked a nationwide trend of imitations..."

The screen cuts to a video clip.

Although it was blurred, the bizarre frequency of the watermelon knife was still clearly visible.

The viewers in front of the television were stunned.

So this is how you can watch TV dramas?

So bad guys can do this?

……

Yu Le, wearing sunglasses, stood in front of the fruit stand at the entrance of the residential compound.

He pointed to the Qilin melon on the ground.

He hasn't even spoken yet.

The stall owner jumped up.

The long knife he used for slicing watermelons twirled in the air.

"Guaranteed ripe!"

The old man roared.

"Absolutely guaranteed to be cooked! If it's not cooked, I'll swallow it myself! Don't ask! Please, don't ask!"

The old man pointed to a piece of cardboard standing next to him.

Several large characters were written on it with a brush:

[Guaranteed ripe melons! Don't complain if you don't buy! I'll get mad at anyone who asks!]

Yu Le: "..."

He silently swallowed the question, "Is this melon sweet?" and bought one, feeling both amused and exasperated.

The fire burned even brighter than he had imagined.

……

Salty Fish Entertainment Headquarters, Top Floor Conference Room.

The projector beam shines onto the whiteboard.

The image above is a huge bar chart.

Wang Luochuan stood in front of the whiteboard, full of confidence and high spirits.

"Boss, colleagues."

"As of 10:00 AM today."

"The number of registered users on Xianyu Video has officially surpassed 15 million!"

There was thunderous applause.

The executives in the conference room all looked radiant.

The applause gradually subsided.

Wang Luochuan pressed the page turner.

The chart has been transformed into a line graph.

The previously rapid growth curve began to flatten out after reaching the 15 million mark.

It has even shown a tendency to trade sideways.

The atmosphere in the meeting room became a little chilly.

"but."

Wang Luochuan stopped smiling and pushed up his glasses.

"We've also discovered a problem."

"The number of new users per day has declined significantly in the last two days."

"Although the popularity of various parody videos is still going strong, it seems... we've hit a ceiling."

All eyes turned to Yu Le, who was sitting in the first seat.

Yu Le was twirling a pen in his hand.

He remained calm.

It seems this outcome was expected.

"That's normal."

Yu Le threw the pen on the table.

How many broadband users does our country have in total?

How many users can actually watch videos smoothly?

"Fifteen million, that basically includes all the netizens who currently have the means to watch videos."

He stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Looking down at the bustling traffic below.

"The rest either still use dial-up internet or don't have the habit of watching videos on their computers."

"This is not a problem with our product."

"It's because the conditions don't allow it."

Wang Luochuan was somewhat worried.

"So... boss, what do we do next?"

Yu Le turned around and leaned against the glass window.

The sunlight shone behind him, giving him a golden edge.

What market share do we hold right now?

"Ninety percent."

Wang Luochuan answered.

"The remaining 10% is divided among Tudou, LeTV, and other miscellaneous small websites."

That's enough.

Yu Le spread his hands.

"We already have an absolute monopoly in this field."

"So... what do we do next?"

Wang Luochuan was a little confused.

The feeling of drawing his sword and looking around in bewilderment made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"What are you doing?"

Yu Le sat back down in her chair.

"Guard the country."

"Strive for the ultimate user experience. Deepen the moat of copyright protection."

"So that those who come after us can only watch our backs as we eat our dust."

........

It was already December.

News from Hong Kong Island indicates that "Rob-B-Hood" has officially wrapped filming after completing the final core fight scene between Jackie Chan and Koo Tin-lok, and has entered the intense post-production phase, aiming for the Lunar New Year release.

The news that a new film produced by Xianyu Entertainment and starring Jackie Chan is scheduled for release during the Spring Festival has once again caused a media frenzy, with many exclaiming that the wolf has arrived in the film and television industry.

Shu Chang's scenes in "The Lotus Lantern" were also filmed smoothly because Yu Le allowed director Yu Mingsheng to prioritize them.

At this moment, Liu Qianqian, Shu Chang, Xue Zhiqian, along with Andy Lau and their backup dancers, have begun to secretly assemble and rehearse in advance for the upcoming Spring Festival Gala program.

Xue Zhiqian was clutching two red silk ribbons in his hands, and his hips were swinging wildly at an extremely twisted frequency.

"Congratulations on your fortune! Congratulations on your amazing success!"

He sang while spinning around in place.

The red ribbon swung in the air, creating a gust of wind, and struck Liu Qianqian's shoulder.

Liu Qianqian pulled Shu Chang back to hide, and the two of them laughed so hard they squatted on the ground and couldn't get up.

Liu Dehua, wearing a festive red sweater, stood next to Xue Zhiqian.

This superstar, who has dominated the entertainment industry for decades, is now solemnly imitating Xue Zhiqian's movements.

Step out with your left foot, then follow with your right.

He raised his hands and drew a strange, awkward circle above his head.

These are truly precious images of early humans taming their limbs.

"Brother Hua, no! You need to thrust your hips out!"

Xue Zhiqian arrogantly instructed the Heavenly King.

Liu Dehua nodded and tried thrusting his hips forward again.

Yu Le sat on a folding stool and unscrewed the lid of the thermos.

He watched the chaotic scene of the demons dancing wildly.

"stop."

Yu Le called out.

The music in the rehearsal room suddenly stopped.

Xue Zhiqian maintained his one-legged stance and turned to look at him.

"Boss, wasn't my positioning amazing? It's definitely going to bring the New Year's Eve atmosphere to its peak!"

"I don't know about the top, but I estimate it will send the director to the emergency room."

Yu Le took a sip of goji berry water.

"This is CCTV's Studio One rehearsal room. It's not the Tieling Grand Stage."

"Brother Hua, don't follow his example. What you're doing is called the Heavenly King celebrating the New Year, what he's doing is called the village old man having a fit."

Liu Dehua rubbed his hands together somewhat embarrassedly.

"Mr. Yu, Xiao Xue is quite energetic. Adding some of this kind of interaction would be good. After all, it's the Spring Festival Gala, it's all about having fun."

"Did you hear that, boss!" Xue Zhiqian instantly perked up, draping the red silk around his neck. "Even the Heavenly King acknowledges my artistic talent!"