Huayu: From "Good Fortune Across the Sky" to becoming a top star

"Brother Jiang Xun!"

Before the roar of the motorcycle had even faded from the dirt road, Hu Bo was already shouting at the top of his lungs.

He gripped the brakes, pulled the car uphill, and jogged a few steps toward Jiang Xun. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, and handed one to him.

Jiang Xun raised his hand to block it: "I've quit, it's not a good influence."

Hu Bo paused for a moment, then winked and gave Jiang Xun a knowing smile, patting him on the shoulder: "You really understand the internet."

The two of them started filming together.

Hu Bo clearly had a plan in mind. When the camera was pointed at Jiang Xun, his positioning and composition were much more careful than before.

Jiang Xun let him direct, and the finished product was indeed outstanding, but 15 seconds was still too short. Apart from technically skilled bloggers, it would be difficult for others to shoot something interesting.

After filming, Hu Bo rested on the grass, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said with exceptional sincerity, "Brother Jiang Xun, you still need to be aware that online hype comes and goes quickly. This opportunity is rare, and you'll miss it if you don't seize it."

Jiang Xun nodded.

Hu Bo, thinking Jiang Xun hadn't grasped the gravity of the situation, lowered his head, unlocked his phone, and handed it to Jiang Xun: "Look, in just one night! You're not just famous on Douyin, your name is everywhere on Weibo and Hupu!"

On the screen, a video that was reposted by a popular influencer is trending at the top of the hot search list.

#Jiang Xun, a Khampa man#

The hashtag #JiangXunSweetWildBoy# is trending with a red "hot" tag, and related views have soared to 300 million.

Hu Bo became increasingly excited as he spoke: "Even my account gained over 100,000 followers overnight! Seriously, you should at least create a Douyin account first and secure your followers!"

Jiang Xun's Adam's apple bobbed, a hint of helplessness in his voice.

You think I didn't post anything? Actually, I've already posted several singing videos, but the number of likes hasn't even reached fifty.

It's because they didn't show their faces!

This world is so obsessed with looks...

Fortunately, it was only his face that became famous.

He looked up at Hu Bo and said calmly, "Brother Hu Bo, actually I thought about it last night and I'm planning to start a company and produce TV series."

Of course not now, but at the right time to do the right thing.

Jiang Xun wasn't quite ready to wait until the film and television industry was in a downturn before going on a variety show and saying, "There are snake demons in this area~".

"Cough cough..." Hu Bo suddenly coughed.

Filming a TV series? He just thought this kid hadn't grasped the situation, and now he's going to film a TV series? Does he even know how much it costs to film a TV series?

"Aren't you taking too big a step?" he advised in a low, gentle voice.

"It's a bit rushed." Jiang Xun rubbed his chin. "We'd better start with short films. You don't want to keep making short videos, do you? Your camera work is actually quite inspired."

Hu Bo was speechless again.

The way this young man spoke always had a shrewd, old-timer vibe to it; he didn't look like someone who had just turned eighteen.

"Even when shooting a short film, equipment, location, actors... everything costs money, right?" he couldn't help but remind him.

"I'll take care of that. I'll give you my ID card later, and you can go to the provincial capital and register for me..."

As they were talking, the sound of wheels rolling over suddenly came from the dirt road in the distance. A white SUV slowly drove up and came to a steady stop next to Hu Bo's motorcycle.

"Looking for you?" Hu Bo raised his chin. In this small town, a car might not come for a month at a time.

"I don't know." Jiang Xun stood up.

The car door opened, and two middle-aged men got out.

The man in the lead, wearing thin-rimmed glasses and a navy blue executive jacket, walked straight toward the two with a gentle smile in his eyes.

"Is this Comrade Xiao Jiang?" he asked, his voice gentle.

Hu Bo subconsciously looked at Jiang Xun.

This title...

Jiang Xun straightened up, put his hands together, and said softly in Tibetan, "Tashi Delek, I am Jiang Xun."

The middle-aged man's smile widened, and he extended his hand, saying, "I'm the person in charge of Xinlong Cultural Tourism, Comrade Xiao Jiang, hello there."

"Hello, leader." Jiang Xun greeted him respectfully and shook his hand.

The middle-aged man casually sat down on the grass and gestured for the two men to sit as well.

His gaze swept across the grassy slope before him, and he sighed softly, "Comrade Jiang, you should know you're famous now, right?"

"I understand, thank you for your concern, leader." Jiang Xun nodded.

The middle-aged man then looked at Hu Bo beside him: "And who is this?"

"Brother Hu Bo, he's a photographer. He shot my previous videos," Jiang Xun introduced briefly.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the middle-aged man got straight to the point: "Xiao Jiang, what do you think of the scenery in Xinlong?"

Jiang Xun looked up.

In the distance, Lake Cuoka is as still as a piece of jade, reflecting the majestic Kawalori snow mountain, and the temple on the mountaintop shines with golden light in the snow.

The grassy slope beneath my feet is covered with green grass, and wildflowers dot the landscape, swaying in the wind.

"It's beautiful," he said sincerely.

"Yes, such beautiful scenery, yet it hasn't been promoted." The middle-aged man sighed, his tone full of helplessness. "Last year, Xinlong's GDP was less than one billion."

Jiang Xun looked up at him: "What does the leader mean?"

The middle-aged man sat up straight, his gaze fixed on Jiang Xun's face, and said solemnly, "Your sudden rise to fame is a trump card bestowed upon us by heaven. If managed properly, it can at least let netizens across the country know that there is a place called Xinlong with picturesque scenery."

Jiang Xun nodded slightly, without immediately expressing his opinion.

"So we'd like to discuss a collaboration with you, and we hope you won't sign with any external MCN companies for the time being." The middle-aged man paused, then added, "I know this isn't fair to you; you also need to earn a living. This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime chance for both you and Xinlong."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Xun interrupted him.

The boy turned to look at the distant snow-capped mountains, the gentle breeze of the grassland ruffling his hair.

"I'm happy to promote my hometown. I also want more people to see this land, so I won't sign with an outside company."

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up. Looking at Jiang Xun again, he felt that the young man seemed to exude a calm and steady aura.

I thought it would take a lot of persuasion, but I didn't expect him to be so insightful.

"Would you like to join our Xinlong Tourism Investment Group? It's like getting a guaranteed government job right away," the middle-aged man suggested.

Hu Bo subconsciously looked at Jiang Xun, his eyes also filled with curiosity.

"Thank you for your kindness, leader." Jiang Xun bowed slightly. "Firstly, my educational background is not high, and becoming a civil servant through exceptional means will inevitably draw criticism from netizens; secondly, I have a free spirit and am really not suited to being constrained by a state-owned enterprise."

This statement was reasonable and well-founded. Not to mention middle-aged people, even Hu Bo, who had spent a few days with Jiang Xun, couldn't help but be taken aback.

Is this kind of speech and thinking something an 18-year-old boy who has never left the mountains could say?

Although the middle-aged man was surprised, he no longer treated him like a child. Instead, he asked seriously, "If you don't join the tourism investment group, would you be willing to be a tourism ambassador for Xinlong?" He pushed up his glasses, his tone carrying a hint of worry, "Without a professional team to help you manage it, this wave of popularity will be hard to sustain."

"Boss, actually I just registered a film and television production company today." Jiang Xun raised his hand and pointed to Cuoka Lake in the distance. "I've always felt that film and television works are the best medium for publicity."

Hu Bo frowned. Had this kid already figured things out to this extent?

The middle-aged man nodded, his tone showing more approval: "That's true in theory, but in practice, it's quite difficult. We need to have a meeting to discuss it."