The Fleeting Years of Chinese Entertainment

October weather is full of poetry. The fresh air carries a hint of coolness, and the sunlight is warm but not glaring, as if telling the story of autumn's beauty.

"Hey... classmate, getting ready to go home?"

The security guard at the school gate recognized Lin Mo, who had recently become somewhat famous, although most of the news about him was negative. However, the security guard still had a good impression of this student who had given him cigarettes when school started.

"Yeah, I'm going home now," Lin Mo replied with a smile to the security guard.

"Want one?"

Seeing the security guard pull the Changbai Mountain cigarette out of his pocket, Lin Mo smiled slightly, feeling a sense of familiarity.

"I'm quitting, really."

Before the security guard could reply, Lin Mo walked away with his little backpack on.

The National Day holiday has arrived, and it has been more than a month since Lin Mo successfully transferred to his major.

Listening to the recent discussions outside, Lin Mo belatedly realized just how much trouble he had caused.

If it weren't for Wang Jinsong and Xie Xiaojing's help, he would probably have been swept into some unknown corner by now.

The studio had just been established and had no employees; it was just an empty shell. After all, Lin Mo really didn't have the time or inclination to recruit any more staff.

The weather was nice today, but Lin Mo felt a little depressed.

After all, he was going home for the holidays, and he didn't know what awaited him there.

Will it be served by seven wolves? Or a feast of delicious dishes to calm the nerves?

As the trouble Lin Mo caused gradually escalated, most people in the industry began to condemn him for being "young and ignorant, unaware of his own limitations" and causing trouble for others. They launched a unified attack on him, as if they hadn't been involved in the praise Lin Mo received in the early stages. Everyone was so righteous and indignant!

Lin Mo didn't want to tell his parents, but his father had his teacher's phone number, so they could ask him themselves.

"Xiao Lin, remember to come home as soon as you're on holiday. I have something to talk to you about."

Recalling his father's somewhat stern tone, Lin Mo couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Fortunately, the copyrights for "Lost in Journey" in Hong Kong and Taiwan were acquired by China Film Group, along with overseas sales rights. China Film Group bundled them together and gave Lin Mo another seven million.

Lin Mo felt a bit cheated, but under the stern gazes of the two teachers, he ultimately chose to compromise. After all, discretion is the better part of valor! Consider it compensation for his reckless actions.

After all, his share of the budget for this new movie is still one-fifth, and even though the publicity and distribution have been taken care of by others, they haven't reduced his share.

Therefore, Lin Mo believes that it is still important to have a contented and happy mindset.

As Lin Mo walked to the station, boarded the bus, and arrived at his doorstep, the turmoil in his heart remained unsettled for a long time.

"You're back?"

The storm Lin Mo had anticipated did not materialize; instead, his father greeted him with a remarkably calm expression.

"Yes... I'm back."

"You've been suffering these past few days, haven't you? Hurry up and wash your hands and get ready to eat. Your mom made a whole table of your favorite dishes for you today."

Lin's father put his hand on Lin Mo's shoulder, and his tone became very gentle, almost bringing tears to Lin Mo's eyes, who was now over fifty years old.

"Yes, I love Mom's cooking the most," Lin Mo said with a genuine smile.

"What? You don't like your dad's cooking?"

Lin Mo was slightly taken aback. "Huh?"

Lin's father's sudden change of topic completely calmed Lin Mo down.

Home... is still the most comforting harbor.

.........

The promotion of "Cellphone" is getting more and more intense, but recently a small news item has emerged: Zhang Guoli's son's scandalous affairs, and it is said that he even got into a fight.

Lin Mo felt that as a man, no one could tolerate being cheated on.

Zhang Guoli ultimately chose to clean up his son's mess by holding a press conference. After all, the movie was about to be released, and he couldn't let his own family's situation affect the film's box office.

However, Feng Xiaogang's influence is still top-tier in China, so he shouldn't be affected in the end.

Having realized he had seemingly made a grave mistake, Lin Mo's previously anxious heart gradually returned to its usual calm under the warmth of his family.

"Don't worry about home, I'm here! This family won't fall apart."

Before Lin Mo left, his father gave him a cell phone, the latest model this year, which also had a camera function.

"Xiaolin, when you go back to school, study hard. Remember to give the gifts I asked you to bring to your two teachers. Remember to eat well, take care of your health, and don't pay attention to the rumors going around you."

Lin's mother packed her son's luggage with a reluctant expression.

Only after Lin Mo boarded the bus and drove away did the two elderly people reluctantly return home.

"Old Lin, have you found out how much those properties under your name are worth? Is it enough to make another movie for our son?"

"Stop worrying about that. Our son might not even fail! Why listen to all that gossip?"

After Lin's father finished speaking, the two elderly people looked at each other in silence for a long time, both of them silently caring for Lin Mo in their own ways.

Zhu Yawen took leave from work after getting a new role, and Lin Mo felt a bit uneasy at school without his good friend's nagging.

Although he has now transferred to the directing department, his best friend is still Zhu Yawen, his former roommate.

Lin Mo felt that he couldn't get along with any of his classmates from the directing department.

Having recently enjoyed a period of flowers and applause, Lin Mo is now finding it rather difficult to adjust to the quiet distance people are showing him.

They probably all think that Lin Mo is going to fail this time, and may even face a boycott from several major film and television companies in the industry.

None of them wanted to get into trouble. Even the acting students who had acted in Lin Mo's movies seemed to have agreed to stop contacting him.

Lin Mo could understand their thoughts. After all, that's how it is in this industry. When someone becomes famous, everyone around them is a good person. When someone falls from grace, everyone around them starts to avoid them.

He hasn't even received his "death notice" yet! His classmates, who used to seem to have a good relationship with him, have started to gradually distance themselves from him, which shows how cold and fickle people can be.

Lin Mo now truly understood the rules of the game in this circle.

Fortunately, he still had his close friend Xiao Zhu, which made Lin Mo feel that his efforts were not entirely in vain.

"Linzi, things have come to this. Just relax and focus on your studies! Even if you lose in the end, you have your brothers with you. I'll take care of you from now on!"