??Chapter 234: 233. Refuse to Tank_1
Chapter 234: 233. Refuse to Tank_1
Hearing Lu Ban’s words, Feng Yu smiled and placed a piece of cured at into Lu Ban’s bowl.
“I just walked in like this.”
She didn’t explain, but in fact, that also served as an explanation.
At least Feng Yu didn’t climb through a window to get inside.
Lu Ban was relieved.
“Let’s not talk about that for now, how is it, does it taste good?”
Feng Yu looked at Lu Ban with so anticipation.
Lu Ban put the piece of cured at Feng Yu had given him into his mouth; the smoked at had a unique flavor that, when paired with green garlic, was indeed delicious.
The crab was made of a creamy variety, stir-fried and then combined with a type of lon Lu Ban couldn’t na; the soup was also very fresh and sweet.
The loofah stir-fried with egg was refreshing and cut through the greasiness, while the sweet and sour spare ribs were deliciously tangy and sweet – all skills of a caliber good enough to run a profitable restaurant.
“Delicious.”
Good food can heal the soul, and the sa was true for Lu Ban.
“That’s good to hear.”
Feng Yu also began to eat her dinner.
“You should take good care of yourself normally. Eat and sleep on a regular schedule, and don’t just casually open anything strange you co across.”
She nagged like a mother hen once again.
“Mhm.”
Lu Ban could only nod in agreent.
“About that video…”
“I’ve already deleted the corresponding items for you. Those were not supposed to exist. Perhaps you’ve been targeted by sothing.”
Feng Yu spoke up once more.
Lu Ban suddenly rembered the chilling, suffocating sensation like that of cold lake water he felt upon returning from the Abandoned Capital, and those erald eyes without pupils.
Could it be that since that ti, sothing had followed him back with his return from the Abandoned Capital?
Did it create that special video, looking to kill Lu Ban?
He felt a sense of having survived a catastrophe.
“Don’t worry, normally, such things don’t have a big impact on people. As long as you don’t encounter them again in a short period of ti, there shouldn’t be any issues. If worse cos to worst, I’m here.”
Feng Yu spoke, as if to reassure Lu Ban.
“Hurry up and eat, the food is getting cold.”
She urged him again.
After the al was finished, Lu Ban cleaned up, and Feng Yu showed no intention to stay longer. She left after so idle chat.
Lu Ban walked Feng Yu out of the neighborhood and watched her get into a taxi before returning ho. Sitting in front of the computer, he opened the folder to take a glance at the video.
The video had indeed disappeared.
The remaining footage could easily be used to make an entire movie without any issues.
Therefore, Lu Ban turned his attention to the [Career Developnt Task].
The folders on the computer screen intertwined and reassembled, forming a series of cold, indifferent words from the System.
[Career Developnt Task]
[Add bricks and mortar to your world. Show its unique charm to others, making them imrse themselves and beco captivated, and in turn, receive applause and cheers.]
[Task Requirent: Release a movie in the cinema universe that earns over one hundred million in revenue]
[Release a movie in the cinema universe: 0/1]
[Earnings Received: 0/100,000,000]
[“Can you translate for , what does ‘critically acclaid and comrcially successful’ an?”]
This task wasn’t particularly difficult for Lu Ban.
After all, “Cry” had already approached a box office of two billion, becoming the box office champion and a benchmark for dostic horror thriller films.
A share of the box office revenue amounting to seven or eight hundred million was definitely assured for Lu Ban, but since he didn’t have ways to evade taxes, he had to pay a substantial amount of tax and thus ended up with slightly less in hand.
But nevertheless, he had crossed the hundred million mark.
From this perspective, Lu Ban had transford from a struggling film worker who couldn’t pay his rent and had his scripts continuously rejected, forced to do odd jobs, into a billionaire in less than a year.
But Lu Ban wasn’t happy at all.
This wasn’t the life he wanted.
Shifting his focus to the task at hand, all Lu Ban needed to do was make a similar film, and relying on his current fa, reaching this box office goal within half a year was almost within arm’s reach.
However, Lu Ban was thinking further ahead.
If he made a shoddy film, he wouldn’t be able to overco this hurdle: he had a great respect for cinema and didn’t want to see his work presented so poorly.
Secondly, if this film was hastily made and received bad reviews, it would affect not just him but the entire “Silence” project, thereby impacting the reputation and box office of subsequent films as well.
Lu Ban was doing all this not for the money or fa, but for world peace.
So, by spreading his films far and wide, allowing more people to see them, Lu Ban was making his small contribution to world peace.
Still, in order for this film to have its own unique features, it might require quite a bit of groundwork.
From Lu Ban’s perspective, having extensive knowledge about “Abandoned Capital,” he could associate many things with the works of Ancient Capital and understand the relationship between Stone and Ancient Capital. But for first-ti moviegoers, Stone was a completely new character, and the works of Ancient Capital were not directly shown.
So creators, when making a sequel or a new work related to their previous ones, often run into a problem where characters from the previous works appear abruptly in the sequel, confusing audiences who are introduced to the franchise through the sequel.
He felt that elents like Easter eggs needed to be kept in check, or else audiences might just think the director was indulging in a personal fancy.
With that in mind, Lu Ban had an idea.
The Spring Festival passed quickly, and Lu Ban’s holidays were dull yet normal, with mornings spent studying, afternoons working, and evenings entertaining himself – quite fulfilling.
During the Lantern Festival, Lu Ban ate a bowl of sesa-filled sweet dumplings by himself, as a way to celebrate the festival.
Once the Lantern Festival was over and the holidays ended, people’s lives returned to the hustle of work.
In the week after Lantern Festival, at the end of February, the air was still very cold. Sotis in the morning, frost could be seen on the grass and trees. Jiangcheng had no central heating, relying solely on air conditioners for warmth, and the room was very dry, so Lu Ban had to buy a humidifier to make the air a bit moister.
His work progress was thodical since he had ample ti to refine every detail.
His phone rang. Lu Ban checked the caller ID; it was Song Yunyan’s secretary, Li Zijian.
“Brother Li, what’s up?”
Lu Ban answered the call.
“Rember I introduced a few of President Song’s friends to you last ti, right?”
Li Zijian got straight to the point.
“What’s up, Brother Li, haven’t I ntioned before that I have a weak stomach and don’t do well with soft als?”
Lu Ban was equally forthright.
“No, no, no, you’ve got it wrong. Here’s the thing: One of President Song’s friends has a kid who studied acting at Yannan Drama Institute for the past couple of years and is now sothing of an eighteenth-tier celebrity. So, he’s planning to act in a horror thriller soon – you know, your specialty. The young guy isn’t too confident about his performance in this genre and would like your advice. Would it be convenient for you?”
Li Zijian explained patiently.
“They want
to teach acting?”
Lu Ban was montarily unsure whether this was a complint, but considering the request, he felt it would be stingy of him, as a senior in the industry, to not offer guidance. After a mont’s thought, he replied,
“Sure, go ahead and give him my contact details.”
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