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Chapter 41
"What did you say? Yao Bianliang actually established her own studio?"
In the office, a middle-aged man wearing a suit and looking every bit the successful businessman stood up, quite surprised.
Lu Yanchen sat across from him, fingers interlaced, and said calmly: "Indeed. It's a shame that President Sheng specially invited her to join Ansheng Entertainment. But now it seems her ambition isn't simply limited to being a celebrity."
President Sheng gave a dry laugh, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
He rubbed his hands and said: "Young Master Lu, if I had known earlier that Yao Bianliang had offended you, I would never have considered recruiting her to Ansheng Entertainment!"
W̌ е̄ bn̆ о́ ṽ el̆ Ӗňu mă
At the mention of Yao Bianliang, a flash of dissatisfaction and disgust appeared in President Sheng's eyes.
He had never seen such an ungrateful female celebrity.
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They had promised her such excellent resources, yet she showed no appreciation, turning around to establish her own studio instead.
Not only did she fail to read the situation, but she was also incredibly foolish.
Without the support of a major company, how could a small artist with no background possibly succeed by going solo in the entertainment industry?
Of course, it was fortunate she hadn't signed with Ansheng Entertainment. Otherwise, offending the Lu Group for someone like Yao Bianliang would have been utterly worthless.
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"Young Master Lu, we were able to suppress our artist's scandal thanks to your help," President Sheng revealed a smile. "I guarantee you that the 'Good Drama PK Competition' absolutely won't give Yao Bianliang's side any attention."
Lu Yanchen nodded, his eyes showing some satisfaction.
This was exactly what he was waiting for President Sheng to say.
With Yao Bianliang going solo, her funds would barely cover production costs, let alone promotional expenses.
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When the time came, other contestants would have their companies buying trending topics for promotion, and the show would help generate buzz. Only Yao Bianliang would have nothing.
Additionally, she had chosen an extremely niche theme that completely contradicted mainstream market tastes. For it to become popular was simply impossible!
W̆еb n о v̇е l Еn ūḿ а̌
"Good, then I'll leave it to you, President Sheng." Lu Yanchen nodded slightly.
President Sheng chuckled without saying more, a gleam of cunning flashing through his small eyes.
Actually, even without Lu Yanchen saying anything, he had no intention of providing any promotion or traffic for Yao Bianliang's short drama.
Having rejected Ansheng Entertainment's invitation, she should be prepared to be sidelined in the variety show.
He would make Yao Bianliang realize that refusing Ansheng Entertainment's contract would certainly be the worst decision of her life.
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In truth, Lu Yanchen and President Sheng had misjudged one point.
Yao Bianliang wasn't lacking promotional funds; on the contrary, she had no intention of investing any money in promotion at all!
Joking aside, the system task required low view counts.
If she invested in promotion and increased viewership, wouldn't that be digging her own grave?
She'd have to be insane to do that.
Actually, this task's requirements were quite favorable for Yao Bianliang. Because good reviews and viewership didn't have a particularly direct relationship.
W̃e̊b n о̃ v̄е́l Е̃ ń uḿ a
For some dramas, they might have ratings of 8 or even 9-point-something on review sites, receiving overwhelming praise, but this didn't prevent them from having dismally low viewership and pitiful view counts.
Conversely, some dramas might only have 5 or 6-point ratings on Douban, with many people complaining about clichéd plots, yet their viewership could break records, allowing production teams and investors to rake in profits.
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Ultimately, the silent majority were the ones who mattered.
"The situation seems pretty good," Yao Bianliang looked at the comments on Weibo with a satisfied expression. "Our drama's theme actually coincides with Yao Xinxin's drama."
To be fair, they weren't completely identical.
Although Yao Xinxin's short drama featured a female lead who was a doctor, the main storyline lay elsewhere. The entire drama was filled with satisfying face-slapping moments, romance, and other elements—clearly a commercial production catering to market tastes.
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In contrast, Yao Bianliang's production had no satisfying face-slapping scenes, no romance plot, and was depressing throughout—clearly unmarketable.
Although netizen comments were almost all positive, Yao Bianliang could guarantee that not many people would actually watch this drama.
"Ms. Yao... do we really not need to revise this script?"
Scriptwriter An Xincheng sat across from Yao Bianliang, nervously rubbing his hands.
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From the time he was notified that his script had passed the review, to signing the contract and receiving payment, only two short days had passed.
During these two days, An Xincheng felt as if he were dreaming.
Е̇n̄ u ṁ а .іd̃
This kind of good fortune was something he hadn't dared to imagine before, yet now it was truly happening to him.
However, though he had received payment and his living standards had improved, An Xincheng felt increasingly uneasy.
He knew his own script well—it had almost no commercial value.
Yao Bianliang had spent so much money buying his script and invested so much in production. If it flopped terribly and lost everything, wouldn't he have completely let her down?
Although the money lost wouldn't be his, An Xincheng still felt guilty.
"Revise the script?" Yao Bianliang was startled, then her lips twitched. "There's no need—isn't it great as is?"
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She paused, then reassured him: "Don't worry, this drama was never meant to chase viewership or make money. It doesn't matter if we lose money—I have plenty."
Once she received her hundred-billion reward, what was this small amount?
It was mere pocket change, not worth mentioning.
An Xincheng: "......"
Fine, if the client said so, what was there to worry about?
An Xincheng felt quite emotional.
Wе̊ bnо̆v̈е l Е n̂ umа̀
Rumors said Yao Bianliang was passionate about acting and didn't care about traffic at all, which he had been somewhat skeptical about initially.
But after actual contact, he realized the rumors weren't exaggerated—they were even understated!
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To create a good work, Yao Bianliang was willing to spend her own money on a production destined to lose money. This couldn't be described merely as "passionate."
An Xincheng had been a struggling scriptwriter for so long and had encountered all kinds of clients. Most clients' first reaction to a script was to ask if it had market potential, if it hit trending topics, or if there were similar successful cases.
He had truly never met someone like Yao Bianliang before.
Meeting Yao Bianliang's sincere gaze, An Xincheng felt a fire burning in his heart: "Good, in that case, I'll completely follow my own vision for this production?"
Ẇ е́ḃnоv̀êl Ӗ ň ū m̄ а̃
For scriptwriters, the most troublesome thing was others meddling.
Sometimes actors demanded more scenes, sometimes investors required plot changes, and occasionally directors or those with connections offered opinions. In short, everyone could interfere with the plot design.
With everyone having different ideas, laypeople directing professionals, the script often ended up a hodgepodge with inconsistencies.
Then after the drama aired, if any plot element seemed off, the scriptwriter would take all the blame.
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Under An Xincheng's anxious gaze, Yao Bianliang smiled slightly: "Of course you'll be in full charge. I trust you completely!"
How could she not give full authority to such an excellent scriptwriter who had created such a script?
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If others gave guidance and added popular elements, making the drama something audiences would enjoy, where would she turn to cry?
Having received a positive answer, An Xincheng felt touched and excited.
"Thank you, Ms. Yao," he said. "Thank you for appreciating me so much. I... I will do my utmost to create the best production!"
Paying on time, not making random revision requests, allowing him to participate throughout production, and giving him creative freedom—such a client was truly rare.
An Xincheng secretly made a determination.
Regardless of the outcome, he would not disappoint Yao Bianliang's expectations and would do his absolute best!
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Thinking carefully, with Yao Bianliang's abilities, performing these scenes wouldn't be difficult, and she wouldn't need much from him. But the other actors were a different story.
With this in mind, An Xincheng took out his phone, invited the other supporting actors, and created a small group chat.
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Meanwhile.
Long Guoqing and his companions sat in a corner of the hospital.
—The reason they sat in a corner was mainly because, to uninformed observers, this group looking around suspiciously, peering here and there, and behaving oddly would seem like thieves.
Еńu m ȧ . і̃ d̀
To avoid the tragedy of being suspected and thrown out, they had to keep a low profile.
However, at this moment, they had all stopped observing and learning, unanimously lowering their heads to look at their phones.
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After seeing the document content that the scriptwriter shared in the chat group, they fell into a prolonged state of stunned silence.
"Is... is this our script?" Skinny tall guy Xiao Hu opened his mouth, his voice trembling slightly.
What had he seen?
Important supporting roles with names and well-developed characters, not only with screen time but also with a ton of dialogue!
Ē n̄ u̇m̄ а̌.ìd
Were these really roles for extras like them?
The person who recruited them into the production had indeed mentioned they would receive the script and lines later. But they all thought even if there was a script, it would contain only a small segment of plot content.
But now, this wasn't just a small segment—these were key roles that ran throughout the entire drama and played crucial parts!
"This doesn't make sense..." one person said with a dry voice. "Could there be some mistake?"
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"Sh-should I ask the scriptwriter?" Long Guoqing's fingers trembled slightly as he carefully began typing.
Everyone stood behind Long Guoqing, heads pressed together, looking over his shoulder at his phone screen.
W̆ёb ǹov̀ е l̂ Е̇ n û m̃ а́
Due to nervousness, Long Guoqing made several typing errors, making everyone increasingly anxious.
Fortunately, a minute later, the message was successfully sent.
"Hello Scriptwriter, I want to ask, is this script correct? Are our roles really this important?"
An Xincheng also seemed surprised and replied after a while.
"Yes. You're all important supporting characters in this drama. Didn't Ms. Yao tell you?"
Long Guoqing and the others exchanged glances.
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Of course not. They didn't even know who this "Ms. Yao" was that the scriptwriter mentioned, let alone their character positioning.
From the beginning, they had assumed they would be playing extras with just a few lines!
Long Guoqing couldn't help asking: "Ms. Yao is...?"
An Xincheng's lips twitched—they didn't even know this.
"Ms. Yao is our production's lead actress, Yao Bianliang, who is also the investor," he explained. "You were recruited by her. She's filming her 'Good Drama PK Competition' finals entry. You'll be acting alongside her."
Everyone: "!!"
Ẅe b ňo̊ v ēl Е̂ n̈ ü m̆ а̂
The name Yao Bianliang sounded somewhat familiar to them, but they couldn't immediately place it.
But as for the "Good Drama PK Competition," being the hottest variety show currently, these few people naturally knew about it!
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"Such a good script..." everyone's hearts started racing.
This meant that the drama they were acting in wasn't some small production from a no-name workshop, but a genuine, proper script that would definitely have an audience.
If they could perform these roles well, did that mean they might not have to continue being extras without lines, but have the opportunity to play supporting roles?
Thinking about this possibility, Long Guoqing and the others could no longer remain calm.
Е n̊ u̇ m а .i d́
Talk about a windfall from heaven!
"Brothers, shouldn't we go to the temple to burn some incense?" Xiao Hu scratched his head and couldn't help saying.
Long Guoqing's expression was a bit dazed. Hearing this, his lips twitched, and then he saw his friend's serious face: "That makes sense, count me in."
Long Guoqing: "......"
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Could you all please stay calm?
Well, to be fair, he couldn't stay calm either.
Е̊ṅ u̇ m̂ а
During their conversation, in the small chat group, the scriptwriter's messages continued to come through.
An Xincheng: "I've created this small group. If you have any questions about your characters or understanding the plot, you can ask me here."
"Also, I've invited the director to join us. For acting-related questions, you can ask him."
Everyone's eyes lit up. Long Guoqing immediately typed back: "Great, thank you!"
They indeed had a bellyful of questions. After all, since entering the industry, they had learned to act through their own struggles and self-teaching, and there was much they didn't understand.
Now, having a master willing to guide them was the best thing possible.
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Everyone was excited and increasingly motivated. Especially Xiao Hu, whose smile stretched to his ears, unable to contain his excitement.
From his posture, he seemed ready to live in the hospital, studying the script twenty-four hours a day.
At this moment, one of them looked at his phone screen and suddenly let out a soft exclamation.
"Strange, why does this person look so familiar..."
Long Guoqing turned his head in confusion: "What's wrong?"
The person scratched his head, looked at the screen somewhat uncertainly again, then handed the phone to Long Guoqing.
Ŵе̌ ḃ n.ӧvеl̊ Е̊ nũm а
"I heard Scriptwriter An say our drama's lead actress is called Yao Bianliang, so I curiously searched for her photos online," he paused, somewhat hesitantly. "But her appearance seems quite familiar..."
Another person nearby twitched his lips, completely exasperated: "Isn't that stating the obvious? She's a big celebrity, of course she looks familiar."
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Celebrities often appeared on TV, posters, and advertisements, so perhaps they had seen her photo somewhere. Therefore, even if she looked familiar, it wasn't surprising at all.
"That's not what I mean," the person who spoke earlier became a bit anxious. "Don't you feel like we've met her somewhere?"
Met her?
Several people blinked in confusion and, together with Long Guoqing, turned their gaze to the photo on the phone screen.
W ẽ b n o̊v ӗ l Ѐ n û må
In the image, a young woman wore casual clothes with a baseball cap, sitting cross-legged on some steps, fully engrossed in eating a boxed lunch.
Beside it was a caption that read: "Yao Bianliang Spotted at Film Studio City, New Drama Rumored to Be Coming Soon."
She did look familiar, and the scene seemed somehow déjà vu.
"Wait, isn't this..." Long Guoqing was stunned.
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Wasn't this the extra girl they had met the day before yesterday when eating boxed lunches?
