How did I become famous?

Once filming is finished, the director would typically oversee post-production editing, special effects, and the film's score.

But Fang Bie wasn't a normal director; he was an outsider.

Moreover, his goal was for the movie to flop.

So he didn't get involved in post-production editing, but instead handed it all over to Liu Mang and a few of his brothers who worked on wedding and corporate promotional videos.

For a time, Fang Bie's life was plunged into the daily routine of eating salted fish.

Every day, besides playing games and wasting his time, he spends his time at the company like a fledgling bird waiting for Miss Su to come home and cook for him.

Well, this is one of the few sources of enjoyment he has these days.

After all, once the movie flops and Su Murin goes home in despair to inherit his family's vast fortune, he'll have to leave behind the delicious food made by the young lady and go back to being a landlord who works hard collecting rent every day.

However, he now has three new sources of enjoyment: playing video games, watching anime, and browsing Weibo.

The first two are because this is a parallel world, so there are many great games and anime that are different from the original world waiting for him to enjoy.

As for the last one...

Scrolling through Weibo isn't about watching arguments or boxers fight each other.

Instead, they browse various pretty girls.

As we all know, when anime and games become popular, many fans of Yu Xian post their cosplay photos on Weibo.

Although everyone is a high-level warrior, it doesn't matter what the difference is.

Anyway, I'm just looking at photos, not meeting you in person.

Among them are many cosplay photos with relatively high levels of exposure, and appreciating these photos is a unique pleasure.

Just as he was looking at Yu Xian, a young lady with an amazing figure, Su Mulin pushed open the door and entered.

Fang quickly switched to a Word document.

"What's the matter?" Fang Bie asked casually.

"It's time for dinner." Su Mulin crossed her arms and leaned against the door frame. "By the way, aren't you going to take care of the film crew anymore?"

"If you doubt someone, don't use them; if you use someone, don't doubt them. This is a principle that a successful manager should understand." Fang Bie continued to deceive the young lady.

"..." Su Mulin felt exhausted. This guy always treated her like a child.

So she changed the subject: "What are your plans after the movie is released? To make another movie? Or to pursue a career in literature or music?"

"I'm just an ordinary person, so I chose to go home and live a peaceful life."

I already own a street, a building, and two million in cash. Collecting rent is hard enough for me. You still want me to make it in the entertainment industry?

Miss Su's face immediately turned cold: "Speak like a human being."

"Heh, today your brother Fang is going to give you a lecture on life principles." Fang Bie pulled her down to sit. "What kind of person should I be in your mind?"

"Self-centered, shameless, lazy, squandering talent, lacking ambition, infuriating." Su Mulin became angrier and angrier as she spoke, her voice growing colder and colder until she finally let out a cold snort and stopped talking.

She hates people who are talented and capable but have no ambition whatsoever.

"It seems like I'm the one who got flamed, how come you got angry when you flamed someone else?" Fang Bie laughed helplessly, after all, this young lady was still a minor high school student.

Ignoring the young lady's murderous glare, Fang Bie lit a cigarette and took a leisurely puff: "Actually, I'm not as good as you say. I have no talent or ability at all. I'm not handsome and my family's financial situation is average. I didn't study much, socialize, or participate in activities when I was in college, and I didn't find a particularly good job after graduation."

He paused, then continued, "Sometimes I've thought about waking up one day and my dad telling me that he was just testing me for the past twenty years, and that my family actually has a fortune waiting for me to inherit. But instead of the fortune, I received the news that my parents died in a car accident."

Su Mulin didn't speak; she just listened quietly.

"Actually, I've never blamed my parents. They're both factory workers, and it wasn't easy for them to raise me. I envy those of you who were born with a starting line that I can't even see the finish line, but that's only natural, and I'm not jealous of you."

He was telling his own story from that original world.

"My parents were getting old back then, and the factory persuaded them to take early retirement, which only paid them 900 yuan a month. For my sake, one of them found a job as a security guard at a heating company, and the other found a job as a dormitory supervisor at a university. They worked 12 days on, 24 days off, earning 1,600 yuan a month. Sometimes they would chat in the living room, talking about how their bosses, who were only in their thirties or even twenties, would point their fingers at them and scold them, and how they, in their fifties, had to go out to work the night shift at five or six in the morning and not get home until after eight the next morning. Do you know how I felt?"

Su Mulin didn't speak, but her gaze softened considerably.

Fang Bie continued, "I hate myself, I hate myself for not studying harder back then. I envy those peers who have good jobs on their own. I watched them study hard, get into good universities, find good jobs after graduation, buy cars and houses, and earn tens of thousands a month."

My dad never leaves the house after get off work. He never goes to gatherings with his comrades and colleagues. Do you know why? Because while everyone else is showing off their kids, my dad can only listen. Other people buy their dads premium cigarettes, but I buy him ten-yuan cigarettes, and I can only afford a carton a month at most.

Su Mulin couldn't help but say, "But you're actually very outstanding."

Fang smiled. He knew his own abilities. Making movies? Writing songs?

He doesn't know anything!

Apart from a very few songs, he could only remember about half of the rest.

A movie? Ha!

Does he understand movies?

Even of the five songs they submitted, one was plagiarized, and the melody was arranged by Su Mulin. The remaining four had rubbish lyrics, and the melody was also composed by Su Mulin.

His actual abilities are just like this movie, "Captain China," which was destined to flop.

Isn't the current ending pretty good?

Su Murin can go back and inherit her billions of assets, while Fang Bie, at a young age, already owns a street of storefronts and the property rights to a building.

It's just a pity... this isn't the original world, and in this parallel world, my parents are no longer here.

He looked up: "When you were a child, did you ever want to eat meat or some snacks but couldn't afford them, or want some toys but couldn't have them? I did."

Su Mulin pursed her lips: "I've been there too."

"???"

Fang Bie raised an eyebrow slightly: "You don't need to lie to comfort me."

"It really happened." Su Mulin could tell he didn't believe her, so she argued, "When I was a child, the high-speed rail had just been introduced. After riding it once, I asked my dad to buy me a high-speed train, but he only bought me a scrapped old train car."

"..."

Fang Bie suddenly felt a loss of interest.

He really wanted to say "MMP".

Seeing his expression, Su Mulin explained, "I'm telling the truth."

"I know it's true." Fang Bie waved his hand impatiently.

Because it's true, he's even more inclined to say "MMP" (a vulgar expression).

Su Mulin felt wronged: "Actually, I'm the one who envies you. No, I'm jealous of you."

Fang laughed: "I've heard that beautiful girls' farts are quiet and don't stink. Come on, you fart one and I'll hear how loud it is."

Look at this girl, she's speaking human language!

"I'm telling the truth!" Su Mulin frowned. "They all say I'm talented. I'm a fashion designer for an international brand at such a young age, my compositions have been included in textbooks, and I've always been the top student in my grade. But I really have no talent."

"Clap clap clap—" Fang Bie clapped his hands. "Not bad, that's pretty loud. Let's play another one."

Su Mulin's eyes widened in anger: "I'm serious!"

Fang nodded: "I'm serious too."

Su Mulin pouted and began to explain...