Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

The next morning, Lin Jianshen took the subway to the industrial park of Zhuifeng Media.

The park was much larger than he had imagined.

The office area only occupies a small part; the rest consists of various shooting scenes—antique streets, Republican-era Western-style buildings, modern apartments, and so on.

Zhuifeng Media has a wide range of businesses, covering everything from movies to long-form dramas to short dramas, so they built their own small film and television city.

Several extras in theatrical costumes hurried past him, while a middle-aged man in a dragon robe squatted by the roadside eating a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe).

He had already submitted his application online the day he received his graduation certificate.

Includes basic information, photos, and a short self-introduction video.

And her own photo album, which is professionally called a Mocha.

He's not very good at taking selfies; in fact, Mocha isn't very good at it.

But the face model was very good, and it passed the initial screening smoothly.

The second round of interviews will be held in the lobby on the first floor.

It's not that Chasing Wind Media is stingy; they just don't have a dedicated interview space.

Rather, the interviewer deliberately conducted a stress test in this open setting.

Lin Jianshen was afraid of being late because he couldn't find the place, so he arrived an hour early.

When I arrived at the interview area, there were still forty minutes before the interview was scheduled to begin.

There were a few other people waiting for their interviews ahead of me.

Including Lin Jianshen, there are a total of three men and three women.

The young man at the front, carrying a bag in one hand and holding a phone in the other, was making a call: "Yes, I placed two hundred bets, shorting gold..."

"You can rest assured about my abilities."

Another man scoffed, "You show-off, don't you even listen to what you're saying?"

The three ladies also frowned, finding the man rather noisy.

Lin Jianshen observed the boastful "show-off guy" for a moment.

He was probably around 25 or 26 years old, and about 1.7 meters tall.

He wore a black shirt with the top two buttons undone, and spoke with expressive gestures and exaggerated facial expressions.

Lin Jianshen thinks that the show-off might have a bit of histrionic personality disorder.

The show-off bragged for another seven or eight minutes before finally hanging up.

He took out several small white bottles from his bag and walked enthusiastically towards the crowd, handing one bottle to each person.

The man didn't answer, but two of the three girls did.

Lin Jianshen took it and examined the label carefully.

Quick-acting heart-saving pills.

Lin Jianshen shook the bottle, the pills rattling inside: "Pretend... Ah, my friend, what do you mean?"

"Why are you giving me this?"

The show-off patted him on the shoulder and explained, "Dude, you don't understand. Short film actors always carry this with them."

"These were given to me on my last film set. I didn't finish them, so I'm giving them to you."

A girl asked, "Why is the production crew sending this out?"

The show-off guy looked weary: "You guys don't understand. Once you get into the industry and have a little bit of screen time, your daily schedule is absolutely terrifying."

"We usually finish work around 1 or 2 AM and get up at 5 or 6 AM. If you don't eat this, you might die suddenly."

Lin Jianshen asked in surprise, "You only sleep three or four hours at night?"

"Really?"

The show-off guy said, "I'm telling the truth this time, I'm not bragging."

Lin Jianshen rolled his eyes. So you knew you were just showing off before.

One of the girls nodded: "It's definitely true."

"Our assistant director had been working non-stop for several days. At the wrap party, he had a drink and suffered cardiac arrest. He spent three days in the ICU before being saved."

"I heard that Chasing Wind Media and a few other leading companies are doing slightly better, so I came here to take a look."

Lin Jianshen clicked his tongue, thinking, "What kind of magical realism is this?"

The man mocking the show-off muttered, "No wonder they say online that oxen are strong but slow; horses are fast but inefficient."

"It has the characteristics of both a donkey and a mule, but it is stubborn. There is only one kind of animal that has all three characteristics."

The show-off chuckled: "That's exactly what they're talking about, us beasts of burden."

"I kindly offered you heart medicine, but you wouldn't accept it."

Hearing how terrifying this industry was, the two girls hesitated.

One of them just left.

The other hesitated for a few seconds, muttering "Since we're already here," and stayed.

The pretentious guy asked Lin Jianshen, "Dude, newbie?"

Lin Jianshen nodded.

The show-off guy said, "Then you're doomed. At Zhuifeng Media, the pass rate for complete newcomers is extremely low."

"Their standards are very high; you might not even get a chance to be an extra."

Lin Jianshen said, "Let's give it a try, what if it works?"

The show-off shook his head, just about to say something, when the phone suddenly rang.

He answered the phone, presumably to discuss how to short gold with two million.

A few more people arrived one after another. In recent years, short dramas have become very popular, and the requirements are not as high as those for long dramas.

Zhuifeng Media has a good reputation in all aspects, and quite a few people come for interviews.

The interviewer arrived on time at 10 a.m.

After the previous few people finished their interviews, it was finally his turn.

A middle-aged man wearing glasses called out, "Lin Jianshen?"

"I am here."

"come over."

A long table was set up in the open space of the hall, and five people were sitting behind the table: three men and two women.

A typical high-pressure interview lineup.

In some places, you submit your resume, but when you get there, they insist that you fill out another one.

This place was relatively normal, and the pen that Lin Jianshen had in his pocket didn't come in handy.

The middle-aged woman opened the documents in front of her and read out his basic information.

"Lin Jianshen, born on June 26th, Cancer. 24 years old. Height 185cm, weight 88kg."

"Hmm... I look a little fatter on camera than in real life, so my shoulders are a bit broad, but my body proportions are still pretty good."

"Entering the industry at this time is a little late."

Lin Jianshen said, "I learn things very quickly and I can endure hardship."

"Give me a chance."

The man in the middle spoke up: "Stand up and turn around."

Lin Jianshen stood up and slowly turned around.

The middle-aged man leaned back in his chair, his gaze sweeping over him back and forth.

"His appearance is indeed quite good."

"It's just that my skin is a bit rough."

"Let's do an impromptu performance."

He thought for a moment and gave the topic: "Perform a moment when you are happy."

This question wasn't difficult, and it wasn't that he deliberately made it easy for him.

People without industry experience will definitely start as extras, as the requirements are not high to begin with.

Many companies skip this step when hiring extras; they just call them background figures and have the casting director bring a few people.

Some production teams even hire on the spot; anyone can do it.

Chasing Wind Media is different.

They started early, became leaders, and have the resources and capabilities to create a positive cycle.

A stable cast of actors, a high-quality script, and professional cinematography and direction all play a decisive role in the quality of the production.

That's why this screening process exists.

The challenge lies in the stress interview itself.

Five examiners stared at you expressionlessly.

There was also a bunch of competitors watching intently from the corridor.

People came and went around, and some bored people squatted down nearby, pointing and whispering, ready to see a joke.

Performing under such circumstances, those with poor mental fortitude simply cannot find their rhythm.

People with social anxiety can dig out a three-bedroom apartment on the floor with their toes right there.

However, Lin Jianshen felt that he was acting with Xia Tingwan every day, so acting was not difficult for him.

Performing a happy act is a piece of cake for him.

He imagined Xia Tingwan singing on his back as the New Year approached, and a smile appeared on his face.

He also thought of the drawn-out, soft, and cute ending sound when she called him "Brother Ashen".

Then his whole face broke into a smile.

The man nodded: "Not bad."

Lin Jianshen said with great confidence, "My acting skills have always been excellent."

The show-off scoffed; this kid was even better at showing off than him.

Finally, there is a talent show, which is an optional segment.

With no props around, Lin Jianshen performed a set of Bajiquan.

Because the old man incorporated some combat techniques from the battlefield into this style of boxing, it's not particularly entertaining to watch.

But he had a lot of momentum and explosive power; his punches were powerful and impressive.

The middle-aged woman who was reading the documents was very accommodating and led the applause.

She felt that this young man had great potential, so she dragged Lin Jianshen's resume into the system.

Next, the human resources department will conduct a background check on him. Chasing Wind Media will not hire someone with a dirty background.

She was just about to say, "Next."

A pop-up window suddenly appeared on my computer.