Ch190 - Was that what he was supposed to do? (2/2)
The system listed out all the companies in the industry for him, finally pointing out an agency that it hoped he would carefully consider.
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Xue Ling originally intended to look for a leader in the industry like Huaxia Entertainment, but the system recommended another entertainment company to him instead. He had no impression of the company’s name, but when the system showed Xue Ling the company’s artists’ resumes and some of the company’s resources, Xue Ling found himself slightly shaken.
This company was called Tianxuan Entertainment. Compared with big companies like Huaxia Entertainment, Tianxuan Entertainment seemed to be rather ordinary, but the artists that came out from this company were totally different from others, and they were all well known, powerful people in the industry.
At present, the core of the company should be Su Liunian, who was known as the Movie Emperor. The company’s owner was listed as Su Xuanqing, and Xue Ling knew that this company would not be lacking in resources. But the question was… “They already have Su Liunian, and he is still on the rise. He won’t be gone for another ten years. How could there be a place there for me?” He couldn’t quite understand.
The system said, “But if you choose Huaxia, you will have more competition. Huaxia has many top line stars and superstars, but in terms of acting, Tianxuan only has Su Liunian. It has been a long time since Su Xuanqing involved himself with filming, and other than giving them to Su Liunian, the rest of the resources will come to you. And Su Liunian is not simply an actor. He’s taken on fewer and fewer films each year. Most of the ones he accepts are award-winning works, and it’s obvious that he spends more of his time writing…”
Tianxuan’s Su Liunian was of a similar age to Xue Ling, and he was only a little older than Xue Ling. But the other party had already won the Film Emperor trophy from the Oscars Film Festival during college. He had also been locked in as a god in the World Literature Network during the same year. When his achievements were compared to Xue Ling’s, Xue Ling felt like he had no idea what he had been doing during the first half of his life.
The system provided Xue Ling with another fact while he was still torn between Tianxuan and Huaxia, “Most of Huaxia’s best resources are now focused on the Film Empress Zi En, while roles for male characters are split evenly. No matter how good your ability is, you will still have to start from the bottom in Huaxia. Rapid growth there is nothing but a dream.”
In the end, Xue Ling chose Tianxuan, but the problem was that the agencies did not start recruiting simply because he wanted to go there. Tianxuan’s requirements were very high. Although they recruited people every year, only a few of them were able to enter every time. They only accepted those with an absolute, unquestionable level of ability; those whose level was similar to Su Liunian who could enter and get a prize right away. Xue Ling also knew that Su Xuanqing did not intend to expand and grow stronger, but based on his current choices, this company was most in line with where he wanted to be now and where he wanted to go in the future.
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What he wanted was absolute freedom, and Tianxuan could provide him with exactly that.
“I sent in your resume in yesterday.” After obtaining its host’s agreement, the system gingerly exposed the things that it had already done in advance. Xue Ling sneered, and inexplicably felt that this was typical of the way the system normally did things.
“Let’s go and cancel the original contract first.” Xue Ling didn’t do anything to the system, and prepared to first go out and deal with the matters at hand, restoring his own freedom. After opening the wardrobe, he stared at the clothes within for a good while as he criticized his former self’s tastes. He moved to pull some of the edgier articles of clothing out of the wardrobe, then simplest pieces that matched him. The overall effect was simple and comfortable, but nobody could say that he had bad taste.
Even though nobody cared what he wore.
After selecting a pair of sunglasses that would cover most of his face, Xue Ling went out and drove his hovercraft to the company.
The procedure for terminating the contract was simple. The other party seemed to believe that Xue Ling no longer wanted to continue on in the entertainment circle. In any case, since the contract had expired, it wasn’t a breach of contract, and the company wouldn’t miss a little internet star like him, so they simply let him go.
When Xue Ling came back out, he went to the supermarket that was on the way and purchased a lot of snacks and groceries for himself before bringing everything home.
He made himself a meal based on some vague memories that he had. Xue Ling did not want to nit-pick with himself over whether or not he had been able to cook before, and whether or not it tasted the same. Since there had already been so many changes, some of these things no longer mattered.
After lunch, Xue Ling opened up yesterday’s script, entered the recording studio in the virtual network, and prepared to start recording the emotional script he had been given. He basically understood the gist of the plot after yesterday, and listened to a bit of the novel, so he could basically grasp some of the emotions involved. He opened up the script and prepared to give it a try.
Fortunately, his sense of drama from yesterday was still there when he made the recording. Xue Ling went through the entire thing once, and then began to properly record it. Because he only had the descriptions from the text, and had no images or visual aids to rely on, everything in the recording depended on Xue Ling’s own imagination. It used to take many tries for Xue Ling to even barely create a sense of the world in his mind, but he now seemed to effortlessly be able to get into character. He managed to complete everything perfectly on the first try, his tone perfect for each line as he even managed to recreate the protagonist’s actions in his mind’s eye.
Since it was going so smoothly, he didn’t stop with the recording. Xue Ling kept his sense of drama the whole way through, and finished recording all of his lines on the script in a single afternoon. He felt that it was really unexpected, but by the time he recovered his wits, he had already gone through the recording several times and fixed some slightly problematic areas.
This was awkward. After all, they hadn’t confirmed that they wanted him…
Xue Ling thought for a moment and then cut out a portion of the recording to send to Spring Rolly.
Spring Rolly was always online. He sent Xue Ling a big virtual kiss as soon as he received the recording, and then went off to listen to the snippet.
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So Xue Ling went to pick up a glass of water while waiting, and came back to a torrent of messages from Spring Rolly.
[ Spring Rolly: !!!! Little Fox!!! You’ve changed!!! ]
[ Spring Rolly: You are an old fox now!!! A fox demon!! A foxy seductress!!! ]
[ Spring Rolly: You’re no longer the Little Fox that I know!! ]
[ Spring Rolly: But I’m so happy! Little Fox, you’re the best!!! I’ll pull you into the group!!! The director and everyone else on the team wants to give you a warm welcome ceremony!!!! ]
[ Spring Rolly: Ooooohhhhh, I have to download one of your posters and lick it!!! ]
[ Snow Fox: … ]
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Well, it seemed that there were no problems. He hadn’t recorded it all for nothing. Judging from how he had felt today during the recording, perhaps his sense of drama had also improved along with his audio recording skills?
Perhaps it was really like how the system said, and he now had the strength to attack the entertainment world, emerge as the film emperor, and then marry someone tall, rich, and handsome?
Hold on… Why was he marrying someone tall, rich, and handsome? Was that what he was supposed to do? How come he always felt like there was something wrong with this picture?