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404 couldn't figure out what Li Hong was planning to shoot, no matter how hard he tried.
A historical drama? No, no, no, Li Hong couldn't afford the production costs. The costumes and props were not something to be taken lightly.
A sci-fi film? Cough, cough, that was impossible on a shoestring budget.
After thinking it over, 404 finally settled on a target.
"Are you planning to make an action movie? Or a romance?" 404 was shocked.
Li Hong had already lost interest in this annoying crab and thought, did he look like someone who made those kinds of films?
Besides, even if he did make such a film, it would be for his own collection. Why would he release it?
"Alright, I have everything ready; I just need a director and a crew!" Li Hong snapped his fingers and said thoughtfully.
"If I remember correctly, your Sweet Potato Film Company doesn't have anyone yet, right? Where are you going to find a director and crew?"
Li Hong smiled slightly and explained, "As for the crew, the Soul Clan can handle that. But I can't just settle for any director; I need to recruit one. Wait, I'll go find a director right now."
He opened his phone and went to his frequently visited Forum Deaf Space, posting a message.
【Seeking a director with good pay; everything is ready except for the director.】
"Host has recently established a Film Company and needs a hardworking director with advanced skills to join. The requirements are simple: be able to handle a camera and be familiar with the latest releases. As for payment, we’ll go with profit sharing; no matter how much the film sells for, I'll give you ten percent."
Late at night was prime time for these Loser Actives. So, Li Hong's post quickly received a flood of replies.
"Another crazy one! Take him away! Next!"
"Wait, is this for real? There are big shots like this on Deaf Space?"
"To respond to the previous post, there have been quite a few Losers going crazy in Deaf Space lately."
"Not necessarily. From Liang Chen's perspective, this person must be fishing. (If you catch the number, remember to send it to me.)"
...
After scrolling for a while without finding a single valuable reply, Li Hong felt somewhat discouraged.
After casually uploading his ID photo for Sweet Potato Films, Li Hong gave up on the idea of looking for a director in Deaf Space.
These people might manage to shoot an action film, especially a romantic one, but anything else would probably be impossible.
Let's see what happens...
At this moment, the night was thick in the capital city.
Lu Mao stood at a traffic light in front of a hotel, hesitating.
As cars came and went, Lu Mao kept picking up his phone, seemingly waiting for someone's call.
"Just wait another ten minutes."
Glancing at his silent phone, Lu Mao felt a bit disappointed.
Why hadn’t Xue Er called him yet?
Could it be true what Thunder Child said? Had she really done that?
"No, Snow wouldn't be that kind of person," Lu Mao thought, shaking his head.
So many rich heirs pursued her back then, yet she ultimately chose him, didn't she?
Snow was not a vain girl, she was not!
Lu Mao kept telling himself this, yet his gaze couldn't help but wander to the opposite side.
The Golden Horse Hotel, one of the top hotels in the capital, was frequented by celebrities and dignitaries. Even the cheapest room inside cost over a thousand yuan. A place like this had no connection to someone like Lu Mao, a poor student from a humble background.
But today, for the first time, he had a genuine connection with this hotel.
It was only through someone he loved dearly.
Remembering what his roommate Thunder Child had said earlier made Lu Mao feel a sting in his eyes. Thankfully, he didn't shed any tears.
“Hey Hat, when I passed by the Golden Horse Hotel, I think I saw Lu Xue. She... she seemed to be…”
“What are you thinking? Let me tell you, Thunder Child, we are good friends, and you shouldn't believe in rumors! Snow is a good girl, always has been! She would never do something like that!” Lu Mao shouted with a twisted expression.
Thunder Child, who had been splattered with saliva from the outburst, wiped his face and replied coldly, “Enough, Hat. You spend all your time in the dorm watching movies, but do you really know what Lu Xue is doing? She's providing assistance! Do you understand what that means? I might not trust others, but how could my brother's girlfriend possibly do this? But do you know who I ran into when I went to the Golden Horse to call for a girl?”
“Stop it, please! Everyone has a past they wish to forget. I’ve accepted it; no matter what she did, as long as she still loves me, I will forgive her.”
Thinking of Thunder Child's stunned expression made Lu Mao laugh, really laugh.
Did Lu Mao truly not know? How could that be? How could he not know what had happened to his girlfriend?
Yet he chose not to dwell on it. He knew that only by forgiving Snow's past could they have a future together.
Lu Mao clearly remembered that one week ago was the last time he saw Snow. She had saved enough for her upcoming tuition fees and promised never to go again.
Lu Mao believed her then, but now she had gone back. He could tolerate her indulgence but could not accept her deceit.
He glanced at the entrance of the hotel across the street, still waiting for that familiar figure to appear.
Lu Mao found himself at a loss for how to pass the time, so he logged into his account on Deaf Space, curious about the latest happenings in the industry.
Indeed, Lu Mao was also an Online Writer. However, he had long since abandoned this hobby, having been accepted into the Beijing Film Academy, a university famously dubbed the Star Factory.
He was determined to become a renowned director; there was no way he would waste his time on the trivial pursuits of an Online Writer.
Writing was a dead end!
That was Lu Mao's perspective.
Although he had stopped writing, his habit of browsing Deaf Space remained unchanged. Rain or shine, sick or failing classes, he made it a point to post two comments on Deaf Space.
As soon as he opened Deaf Space, Lu Mao spotted a recruitment post from Li Hong.
"This idiot, an IQ test post?" Lu Mao scoffed, thinking that anyone could easily make it in the Entertainment Industry.
The success of Wolf Warrior had naturally attracted countless investors' attention. Consequently, Film Companies sprang up like mushrooms after rain.
Unfortunately, most were just there to join the fun. Few truly aspired to make a name for themselves in this industry.
Li Hong's post was clearly just a joke and held no real significance.
After briefly scanning it, Lu Mao intended to move on to the next post. However, his finger slipped, and he accidentally clicked on refresh.
"Damn it, this lousy fruit machine," Lu Mao muttered under his breath as he prepared to click out again.
But after refreshing, an additional photo appeared.
Curious, Lu Mao clicked on it and was surprised to find it was a professional qualification certificate from a Film Company.
"Looks like they aren't joking around. But this name..." Lu Mao couldn't help but mock the name Sweet Potato Films for being such a loser.
Unexpectedly, Li Hong's post turned out to be true, rather than just a so-called bait post. Moreover, looking at the registration date, it had been registered for several years by Film Company.
Lu Mao instantly became interested and replied in the post.
"I thought Host was joking, but it turns out to be real. However, Host is being a bit too earnest; directors usually receive a fixed salary. Very few directors would accept this profit-sharing condition because it goes against industry norms. Of course, if it's some big-name director or if the director has confidence in their work, then profit-sharing might not be out of the question."
After replying, Lu Mao casually put away his phone. He had already spotted the figure that had made him lose his appetite, walking out of Golden Horse Hotel.
As soon as the phone was tucked into his pocket, Lu Mao's Deaf Space nickname appeared.
Forgive the whole world!
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