The Fleeting Years of Chinese Entertainment

The world is awakened by the sunlight, and every corner is filled with vibrant life and warmth.

As time passed, "Seven Swords," a film highly anticipated by countless martial arts fans in China, was finally released, but...

"What kind of crap is this? Are you sure it was directed by Tsui Hark himself?"

"Heroes rise and fall with the times, once you enter the world of martial arts, time flies by. Where has Tsui Hark gone, the mastermind behind the film 'Once You Enter the Martial Arts World, It's Like Falling into a Deep Sea'?"

"Alas... Wuxia is dead! Tsui Hark has grown old after all; he's lost the spirit of his youth..."

Such negative comments, like dark clouds swept up by a gale, piled up heavily on Xu Ke's heart, almost suffocating him.

"Does this mean that martial arts films have no future?"

Even Xu Ke himself is now slowly... involuntarily having this thought.

However, the disappointment that Tsui Hark's "Seven Swords" brought to the audience was quickly overshadowed by the news that Lin Mo's "Endgame" was about to be released.

With the success of "Your Name" as a precedent, audiences in the industry have high expectations for Lin Mo's new film.

"Hehe... This is an invitation my older brother sent me?"

Lin Mo, arriving at his studio, looked at the invitation to the premiere of "The Myth" handed to him by Xiao Min and said with some surprise:

"Yes, that's right! It's on the 20th of September," Xiaomin replied with a smile.

Xiaomin was very happy about her boss's good reputation.

After all, if her boss becomes successful, his company will also prosper, and once his company prospers, her status will rise along with the company...

"The venue is still the Great Hall of the People? Wow, that's quite the grand gesture, brother!" Lin Mo chuckled, looking at the invitation.

"By the way, Xiaomin, the overseas box office revenue sharing for 'Your Name' is handled by China Film Group. The payment should be made soon, so remember to let the finance department know."

"Okay, boss."

……

Xie Xiaojing has been contacting Lin Mo recently, hoping to get his apprentice to join his directing team and work together on the competition for the position of chief director of the Olympic opening ceremony.

After all, Xie Xiaojing himself knew his own limitations. He could handle making movies with ease, but when it came to something as big as running for the Olympic opening ceremony, he was aware that his chances of failure were almost 100%.

However, he didn't want to give up directly, after all, it was the chief director of the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, a position that many people dream of.

So... he had the idea of ​​bringing his good son... well, I should say his good apprentice Lin Mo into the group.

After all, Lin Mo is far more powerful than his master now, but what he didn't expect was...

"Master, let me be frank with you, I don't want to compete for the position of chief director of the Olympic opening ceremony. After all, this is a huge matter, and I am in poor health. If I do something wrong... I will lose face in front of the whole world."

Faced with her beloved apprentice Lin Mo's "going back on his word," Xie Xiaojing was so angry that she grabbed a stick and chased Lin Mo for two miles.

"I told you not to go back on your word... You stop right there!"

"I told you you were weak... You're as strong as a bull, where's the weakness?"

"Afraid of losing face in front of the whole world? I'll show you how! You'll lose face right now!!"

……

Facing his master's "pursuit," Lin Mo ran while shouting somewhat aggrievedly:

"Where did I go back on my word? Master, can you please be reasonable? I never intended to participate in the competition in the first place...wasn't it you who forced me to go?"

Xie Xiaojing got even angrier after hearing this…

"You little brat, now you dare to criticize your master? I'll beat you to death, you unfilial disciple! You're just trying to shirk your responsibilities when it comes to bringing glory to the country..."

……

The news that Xie Xiaojing was going to "clean house" spread throughout the entire campus on the very day she beat Lin Mo.

Even some reporters who were waiting outside the Beijing Film Academy heard some rumors.

"Lin Mo was expelled from the sect by his own master, Xie Xiaojing?"

"What could possibly have caused Xie Xiaojing, who has always favored his own disciple, to violently attack his beloved student?"

"Beijing Film Academy mentor and student, turned against each other?"

……

Back in his studio, Lin Mo looked at the latest news about him online and felt so embarrassed he could dig a hole in the floor with his toes.

"Master...your lifelong reputation is going to be ruined by you!!!"

Even Liu Yifei called to tease Lin Mo.

"Hehe... Xiao Mo, I heard you got beaten up by Director Xie Xiaojing? What happened? What did you do to that old man?"

"What else could it be? I just said I didn't want to compete for the position of chief director of the Olympic opening ceremony, and he immediately started chasing me with a stick! It was terrifying! I've never seen the old man get so angry before!" Lin Mo explained to Liu Yifei on the phone.

"What? You're withdrawing from the competition to be the chief director of the Olympic opening ceremony?"

Liu Yifei's voice was filled with disbelief; she truly couldn't understand why Lin Mo had given up the job competition.

After all, being the chief director of the Olympic opening ceremony... what a huge honor! Whether you get selected or not, you should at least give it a try, right?

"Yes, I've withdrawn." Lin Mo said calmly.

After all, family members know their own affairs, and Lin Mo was well aware of his own importance.

He didn't expect to replace Zhang Yimou's position based on his memory of watching the Olympic opening ceremony in his previous life. Lin Mo wasn't that naive.

"But...why? Xiao Mo, this is the biggest celebration since the turn of the millennium, isn't it? How can you bear to refuse outright? Why don't you...talk to the higher-ups again?"

Although Liu Yifei wasn't the type to interfere in other people's family affairs, Lin Mo was a different story. She still wanted to try to change Lin Mo's mind, regardless of whether she succeeded or not.

"Hehe...Alright, Sisi, stop trying to persuade me. If I say I'm not participating, then I'm not participating. This isn't a game where you can just start a new one, is it?"

Although Lin Mo was happy with Liu Yifei's persuasion, as it proved that the girl truly cared about him, he didn't intend to go back on his word.

There was a moment of silence on Liu Yifei's end...

"Alright... Xiao Mo, since you've made up your mind, I won't try to persuade you anymore." Liu Yifei chose to stop there.

"By the way, what are you doing right now?"

"Heh... what else can we do? Just keep an eye on the promotional activities for 'Endgame,' since it's about to be released..."