Hearing this, Gan Wenchang suddenly felt sweat drenching his back.
âReally?â
Of course it was fake. Lately, Xie Junting had been hooking up with a girl from the dance group. Whenever he saw Xu Qingyan, he almost always avoided him.
Indeed, these two traitorous cuddle partners!
Fortunately, he hadnât planned on staying in the dormitory to celebrate the New Year. Spending it with a bunch of guys⦠that would be too silly. If he were still a college student, maybe heâd consider it.
But now, he was a savvy workplace veteran, long past believing in such offhand promises from colleagues.
âOf course itâs true, tsk, Brother Gan,â Xu Qingyanâs mouth curled slightly, his brow raised in a sly manner, as he darkly said, âYou wouldnât want to disappoint Xie Junting, would you?â
That evening, he found Xie Junting and used the same method to vividly set the scene in front of him.
âBrother Gan keeps talking to me about having drinks for the New Year, sigh, heâs been looking forward to it for half a month. Now youâre suddenly pulling this stunt, and you were the initiatorâ¦â
âSigh.â
âHuh? No, Teacher Xu, I⦠Iâm a bit panicked,â Xie Junting was anxious, feeling guilty lately, always avoiding the other two, truly like a spy meeting another spy.
âWhat should I do now? Itâs better to demolish ten temples than to destroy one marriage, Teacher Xu.â
âWrong, what you have is only a date,â Xu Qingyan felt a bit numb, âThis is just the first step, right? You havenât already decided what to name your kids, have you?â
âHow did you know?â Xie.ATM.Nascent Divine Body was bewildered and asked.
âUh⦠never mind, anyway, Brother Gan is now like someone possessed, looking forward to New Yearâs Eve.â Xu Qingyan shook his head, making a gesture as if the condition was incurable.
âSave me, Teacher Xu, give me some advice,â Xie Junting was somewhat regretting his previous braggadocio, now that a sudden development had occurred and he, the ringleader, was about to bail.
âThereâs obviously a way, Iâll bear the consequences myself, but you have to do me a favor,â Xu Qingyan smiled, âYou wouldnât want to disappoint Brother Gan, would you?â
After setting the stage, Xu Qingyan leisurely returned to the temporary apartment.
Nightfall, no more fooling around, it was time to ponder the script.
The music release was postponed until after Chinese New Year, with the year-end approaching. There was no need to make a grand entrance with the music, as New Yearâs films were bustling in the sky.
Even with a music release, it would be hard to stand out; the top search spots were all occupied by movie promotions. Even on music apps, there were massive promotions for movie soundtracks and scores.
He had started considering the script a few days ago, even though he now lacked a director and a producer⦠but there had to be a script; otherwise, what to shoot?
The company was just starting up, and there werenât many options for production. After all, it had to meet several conditions: a short filming cycle, quick cost recovery, while also having limited themes.
Idol dramas were out of the question, too expensive, with every top star in the domestic entertainment industry acting like a mini bank. Besides, domestic idol dramas are hard on the eyes, and copying those from the K-drama industry just doesnât work here.
Military themes were not for everyone to shoot, at least not for Xu Qingyan at the moment. The limitations on locations and actors, high investment for low return, and dramas are everywhere.
Not to mention anything else, a drama like âThunderous Sauce Dippingâ can leave the audience starved.
As for other genres, suspense dramas do indeed ooze with style, and if well done, they can certainly earn high acclaim. But when it comes to anti-corruption and other real-world red lines, itâs easy to face sudden termination.
Especially for a fledgling small film and TV company, itâs undoubtedly a high-risk, low-return venture.
After much thought, there were actually only a few options available: urban comedies, youth films, and costume dramas. Faced with several choices, he was somewhat indecisive.
For costume dramas, he leaned more towards writing the script for the first half of âThe Splendor of the Ming,â simply discarding the second half. Or perhaps âNirvana in Fire,â which had somewhat weaker political intrigue but still stellar quality.
Both required substantial funding support, were expensive to produce, and were by no means easy to shoot.
If it were a youth film, heâd prefer to shoot âThe Sky of the Young Dogs,â even though some of its plot carries a tinge of trauma literature, it was still better than others in the same category.
If all else failed, suspense drama⦠âThe Beginning,â âThe Silent Truth,â âThe Long Season.â
No matter how he thought about it, suspense dramas appeared more appealing.
Currently, there are few quality domestic suspense dramas, and even the highest-rated ones date back to police crime films released ten years ago. The market gap is huge, clearly apparent.
The script set⦠Xu Qingyan wrote and drew in the notebook, hesitating until late into the night.
â¦
Xiangnan, West Lake Broadcast Studio.
The final rehearsal for the New Yearâs Eve party was in full swing, after nearly a month of practice. Aside from the top stars, almost everyone had gone through the process seven or eight times.
Some acts had even rehearsed a whopping ten-plus times, a terrifying thought.
It was already deep into the night, and Pei Muchan sat in the lounge with her makeup on, playing with her phone, waiting for the next rehearsal. Beside her sat her assistant, He Xiu, an employee of the studio.
He Xiu was in her early twenties and had joined the Cicada Studio after graduating from Xinghai Music Academy.
She initially became Pei Muchanâs assistant, but then realized that the boss, after showing up for half a month, had not shown his face again. Damn it, she had thought she was going to be jobless right after getting employed.
Thus, she switched from an assistant to a studio employee. Fortunately, the studioâs treatment wasnât bad. This was why she neither quit nor switched jobs, or more accurately, she did consider switching jobs.
Who would have thought the boss, who had disappeared for nearly a year, would suddenly make a comeback?
The way he made his comeback was even more absurd; others went on romance reality shows to either make money or to find sweet love. Only their boss went on to look for business partners.
After the romance reality show ended, the friends at the studio hadnât fully enjoyed the gossips about the bossâs love life.
Teacher Xu appeared out of nowhere.
Then⦠together with them at the studio, President Pei got busy.
These few months, if it wasnât releasing songs, it was discussing collaborations, cover song licensing, and continuous negotiations over various commercial copyright uses. The studio had suddenly transformed from a salted fish into an inspirational fish.
He Xiu no longer had any thoughts of quitting; there was no place with more potential for development than Cicada Studio. They should be thanking their lucky stars they werenât laid off. Where would they jump ship to?
The sewers?
She sneaked a glance at Pei Muchan next to her, and couldnât help but sigh in admiration. Even though they had been in Xiangnan for a month, it was still incredible. Their boss was performing at the New Yearâs Eve party.
This was Jutai, after all, where numerous top stars got together for rehearsals. Just the stars she could name were over a dozen who had been active on the screen recently.
In comparison, Boss Pei was actually the one with the lowest profile.@@novelbin@@
But because Pei Muchan had stable stage presence and a solid foundation in dance, after a few rehearsals, âBlue and White Porcelainâ had become one of the most attention-grabbing acts.
Even though Pei Muchan had a low profile, He Xiu hadnât encountered any trouble after nearly a month here. She had thought that Jutai was strictly managed, but it turned out to beâ¦
At that time, she accidentally overheard a female artist and her assistant talking about their own boss. She remembered clearly, the female artistâs voice held a hint of wariness.
âDonât mess with Pei Muchan. She doesnât compete or grab. Back when I debuted, the scandal of Pei Muchan terminating her contract with Starlight Entertainment was all the rage, trending on Weibo every other day.â
âStarlight Entertainment has a shady background to begin with. Itâs said they threatened Pei Muchan with some underhanded tactics, but do you know what happened in the end? Pei Muchan must have found someoneâ¦
âAnyway, a leader contacted Starlight and told them to let her go.â
âTsk tsk, better not provoke those who donât even take commercial gigs. If theyâre leaving money on the table, it means theyâre either loaded or⦠money simply doesnât matter to them at all.â
âPresident Pei,â He Xiu put away her phone, leaned in, and whispered, âThe actor that got splashed with boiling water the day before yesterday was Huang Yujie. I heard the perpetrator was a fan of xxx.â
âSplashed outside during an outing?â Pei Muchan looked up and turned to her.
âYes, right after the dress rehearsal, and it was late at night again. Who could have expectedâ¦â He Xiu organized the information she had gathered and reported one by one.
âI heard the police were notified, they came and took the person away, but Jutai suppressed the buzz on this side. Witnesses were asked to keep quiet. That actor probably canât do the rehearsals now.â
Upon hearing this, Pei Muchanâs expression didnât change much as she asked further.
âThe reason?â
âDie-hard fan, claiming Huang Yujie snatched resources from her âbrotherâ and slandered her idol,â He Xiu said while involuntarily inhaling sharply.
âAnyway, there wasnât much stir, just splashed with boiling water, and security was there right away.â
At this, Pei Muchan nodded.
âAlthough we do not involve ourselves in their affairs, staying in Xiangnan, itâs hard to say if weâll get dragged into anything. The recording is coming up, be extra careful recently. Donât eat anything from unknown sources.â
Hearing Pei Muchan mention âsomething from unknown sourcesâ made He Xiuâs skin crawl.
She also didnât have much experience as an assistant, though she often traveled on business. But this was the first time she accompanied the boss on a trip and was so deeply involved in the entertainment industryâs internal affairs.
Jutai was like an idolâs nest.
She nodded earnestly, âGot it, President Pei.â
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