Huayu Entertainment Starts with Xiang Yu, the Hegemon of Western Chu

When Jiang Yang returned to the Shanghai Theatre Academy, he ran into an acquaintance as soon as he entered the school gate.

Wang Yanlin waved from afar.

"Yang'er, I went to your dorm yesterday but you weren't there. Where did you come from?"

"I went for an audition."

Jiang Yang always kept his promises and would never mention Qin Lan's name.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yanlin became very interested.

He was in the class of 08, one year ahead of Jiang Yang, and will be a senior soon.

"Audition? What kind of audition? What kind of role?"

"The Legend of Chu and Han" is a historical drama.

"I've heard of this play; it's a major production!"

Wang Yanlin was incredibly envious. To date, he has only acted in one third-rate idol drama, "My Brilliant Life," which was not only terrible but also involved a minor role.

"What role did you audition for? Did you get the part?"

"I got the role, but it's not a big one; I played Xiang Yu's younger brother."

"That's not bad either, that's how we all get through it."

Despite being Jiang Yang's senior, Wang Yanlin never acted arrogantly in front of him because he knew that the latter's uncle was Yan Yikuan.

There are connections in the industry!

Sure enough, while I was still worrying about my future, he was already taking on acting roles in his junior year of college, and he immediately landed a role in "The Legend of Chu and Han".

The two met while playing ball and became quite familiar with each other, so Wang Yanlin didn't treat him like a stranger.

"Next time there's an opportunity like this, could you take me with you?"

"I promise, I definitely won't try out for the same role as you, okay?"

"We're not even in the same league!"

That's true. Wang Yanlin isn't a conventionally handsome man; his appearance is both sinister and comedic, meaning he can play villains as well as comedies.

But it's not easy to get a lead role.

Jiang Yang wasn't really trying to keep it all to himself this time; he just couldn't openly admit that he had slept with her.

"Okay, I'll call you next time."

He readily agreed, which pleased Wang Yanlin.

For aspiring actors like myself who lack connections, it's not a question of whether directors will even notice them; often, I have no idea which production teams are casting.

The film and television industry is a small circle; you need connections to guide you.

"By the way, what did you want to see me about?"

"Let's play ball, anytime is fine, wanna go?"

Wang Yanlin is a senior and has no classes, so he has plenty of free time.

Of course, he also has his own plans after graduation, and he plans to go to the Shanghai Dramatic Arts Center.

Acting in plays may not be profitable, but at least there's a company that pays a salary. Otherwise, small-time actors like him would go hungry if they couldn't get any roles.

"Walk."

For the past two years, Jiang Yang hasn't taken on any acting roles, and he's often seen on the basketball court.

As soon as he entered the venue today, almost everyone greeted him; he had a very wide circle of acquaintances.

Everyone who has played basketball here knows him.

Rukawa Kaede from Shanghai Theatre Academy!

Not everyone will agree with this nickname, but there's no use arguing about it; if you can't beat them, you can't beat them.

Jiang Yang and Wang Yanlin went together, and they weren't worried about not finding anyone to join. They just shouted a few times and joined one of the groups.

He's a good fighter, that's common knowledge.

But something seemed off about today's game. Not long after, Wang Yanlin started waving his hands and shouting.

"Holy crap, how come you're hitting me with that much force?"

"It wasn't like this before. My hand went numb from catching the ball."

"Violent Basketball, huh? Turned into Sakuragi Hanamichi?"

When he shouted that, the others echoed him. They weren't that familiar with Jiang Yang and assumed that he was always like this.

Jiang Yang raised his hand in greeting.

"Mine, mine, I'll be careful."

It wasn't that he had any pent-up anger, but rather that he wasn't quite used to his current power.

[You had an in-depth conversation with celebrity Qin Lan and have been awarded a chance to win a prize. Would you like to participate now?]

[Congratulations on obtaining the skill "Feathered Might"!]

【Feathered Warriors: Epic-level heroic spirits protect the body, possessing incredible magical power】

To be honest, Jiang Yang had already been very restrained and didn't dare to engage in any physical confrontation with them, lest he knock them over and cause them to fall over. However, he was still discovered.

Is it that intense?

Jiang Yang dared not play anymore, claiming that he was not in good form today, and quickly left the game.

He said goodbye to Wang Yanlin and left alone.

Just how powerful is [Feather's Divine Might]?

Jiang Yang wasn't sure about this problem, so after thinking for a moment, he headed towards the nearest arcade in a shopping mall.

He had been here before and knew there was a punching power testing machine here.

It's the kind of device where you hit it and it displays a value, though you don't know what the unit is, maybe it's kilograms?

Jiang Yang was very cautious and did not try it in public.

He waited a long time for this.

The arcade was quite lively. It wasn't until it was almost closing time that players started to leave in twos and threes, finally giving him a chance to go unattended.

Jiang Yang took a deep breath.

Gathering strength, stepping forward, and throwing a punch—all in one smooth motion.

"Bang!"

The machine emitted an unexpectedly loud roar, startling Jiang Yang, who stared in disbelief as the display screen began to flash wildly.

It's not the kind where the numbers jump from small to large; instead, it lights up intermittently.

I feel like...

twitch?

As expected, it flickered for a few moments, barely clinging to life, before finally going out completely.

Jiang Yang looked at his fist and fell into doubt.

Did I do that?

What is the maximum capacity this thing can withstand?

Could it have been bad to begin with?

I didn't check it just now, so I have reason to believe I've been set up!

Jiang Yang was actually somewhat prepared. Before taking action, he specifically looked at the records on the machine and wondered if he could break them.

But the result was unexpected.

It seems the issue isn't whether the record was broken; the machine itself is broken...

Is this scientifically sound?

Jiang Yang was stunned for a moment, looked around nervously, and then fled the scene of the crime.

That evening, during a routine inspection, arcade staff discovered the malfunction in the punching power test machine and reported it to the manager.

"If it's broken, just fix it. Why are you telling me this? I don't know how to fix it."

"Not the manager, come here."

The staff looked astonished, as if they had witnessed something unbelievable.

"Look here, it's all crooked."

"This doesn't seem to be a malfunction. Judging from the damage, it appears to have been... violently vandalized?"

"But I can't tell what it was made of."

"Besides, everything was fine when we checked this morning, and there were people around all day. How could no one have noticed such a commotion?"

The manager was furious.

"Who did this? Get me the security footage right now!"

"This is a blind spot; it's not covered by surveillance cameras."

"Well, they even knew to target blind spots in the surveillance cameras. A professional criminal gang! This is a conspiracy against our arcade; it's practically a terrorist attack!"

The manager's mind worked faster than his employees'; he instantly spotted several competitors in the vicinity and erupted in a tirade of angry curses.

"Has the cutthroat competition really gotten this bad?"

"Damn it, these competitors are really lawless. They just killed the money tree in the office with water just two days ago."

"What a vicious business war!"