"Ha! Lin Nianhe is back on her feet again!"
Lin Nianhe burst through the dorm door, incredibly smug, hands on her hips and laughing uproariously to the sky.
She had been overly cautious and had forgotten that she had once posed in a photo with Uncle Kapasa.
Child of Fate was her good friend, so her luck couldn’t be that bad!
"Sister, can you stop being so on and off?" Zhou Ligang picked up his backpack and casually remarked to Lin Nianhe, "Even the quick-change artists in Sichuan Province aren’t as fast as you."
Zhao Haii stifled a laugh and placed the last book into her shoulder bag: "Let her brag, after all, the person who’s almost late isn’t soone else."
"Eh?"
"Are we going to be late?"
Lin Nianhe glanced at the ti.
Good, there were still ten minutes before they had to leave, and she was still in her pajamas.
Lin Nianhe quickly changed her clothes and hurriedly hopped onto the back of the bicycle, nursing her slightly sore ankle.
Zhao Haii pedaled fiercely for a while, and finally caught up with the main group going to class.
"Why are you guys so late?" Wang Shui and Wen Lan also rode their bicycles and asked after being caught up.
Lin Nianhe intentionally skipped so details: "This morning, I received a call from Aunt Wen, letting know about the first week’s box office summary for ’Forest.’"
"Oh."
Wang Shui and Wen Lan still didn’t take this five cents a ticket movie seriously.
Wen Lan casually asked, "How much? Enough for to treat you guys to a al with two pigs?"
Wang Shui also turned her head towards Lin Nianhe, slightly curious.
Indifference is indifference, and curiosity is curiosity.
These are two different things.
Lin Nianhe replied lightly: "Not much, just a seven-digit number."
"Oh."
"Hmm?"
By the ti the two of them realized what she had said, Lin Nianhe had already urged Zhao Haii to ride away.
"Squeak—"
"Squeak—"
Two sharp brakes, Wang Shui and Wen Lan both stopped by the roadside.
They stared in astonishnt at Lin Nianhe’s back, then slowly turned to look at each other.
"i, izi," Wen Lan licked her lips, "seven digits, how much money is that?"
Wang Shui’s blink rate increased slightly, and her breathing also quickened: "A... million?"
"That, that..."
Wen Lan covered her chest, using her eyes to ask Wang Shui how much they could get.
Wang Shui recalled the details of the contract Lin Nianhe had signed with them, and swallowed hard: "Fifty thousand... and that’s just from the first week."
Wen Lan: "...!"
Sister Lan was stunned.
She felt that thirty thousand was enough for a lifeti of peace.
Now suddenly, fifty thousand.
Does this an she has to live to one hundred and fifty?
That’s a bit tough.
Wang Shui was also stunned.
She always thought that dealing on the black market and saving up bicycles to sell was already profitable, but she never expected a thirty-two-minute movie to bring in such enormous revenue.
The teacher never ntioned this in class.
Sister Shui, who studies economics, felt her worldview shaken.
...
In fact, even Lin Nianhe didn’t expect "Forest" to achieve such high box office returns.
Later, she analyzed the reasons for its success—
Firstly, there were too few entertainnt activities available, and new movies were rare, making "Forest" virtually without competition. Naturally, new movies were more popular compared to old ones;
Secondly, the thes of Educated youth and romance resonated deeply with many people, especially suitable for the main demographic of moviegoers—young people in relationships;
Thirdly, the overwhelming soft marketing was very eye-catching. The one who dares to eat the crab first always reaps the biggest benefits.
These compounded reasons led to the unparalleled box office success of "Forest".
Lin Nianhe felt she could further fan the flas.
Consequently, a movie review for "Forest" was soon published in the newspapers starting with, "What is the charm of this movie that nearly three million people have watched..."
If the previous articles were subtly advertising, this one directly hit the audience’s psyche with massive numbers.
Like future production companies releasing "one billion box office", "two billion box office"... although the box office does not truly reflect the movie’s quality, such direct and massive numbers always offer so reassurance—it probably isn’t terrible, and if it is, at least I’m not the only one duped.
As for whether the audience laughs or curses after watching, that doesn’t really matter. After all, movie tickets cannot be refunded.
The first ti Lin Nianhe received her share of the box office profits coincidentally was on the opening day of the Spring Trade Fair.
By then, "Forest" had nearly eight million in box office sales, but she could only distribute 5.6 million.
This was because Aunt Wen, thinking about Lin Nianhe’s upcoming trip to Xiangjiang and worrying about her finances, had explained the situation to the leadership and settled the accounts ahead of ti.
Lin Nianhe collected their share of 1.4 million.
"How’s Yufei doing?" asked Aunt Wen.
"He is reportedly studying very hard," Lin Nianhe replied with a smile. "I heard that his enthusiasm for studies has surged unprecedentedly since the Film Academy started its admissions."
"Hahaha, that’s good to hear." Aunt Wen gently reminded her, "He is the director of ’Forest’, and being credited with a film, he shouldn’t face much problem applying for the director’s departnt, as long as his scores are sufficient."
"Thank you for your good words, I’ll definitely pass them on to him."
Lin Nianhe quickly grasped Aunt Wen’s hints, exchanged a few more pleasantries, and then asked the film studio staff to help load the money onto the tutoring school’s special tricycle for buying groceries.
Watching the tricycle still hanging with vegetable leaves, all the artists at the film studio were stunned.
Was she planning to carry money in this thing?
Was it safe?
Yes.
Very safe.
No thief would ever guess that a tricycle still carrying the sll of potato mud and the spicy scent of spring onions was actually full of money.
Lin Nianhe carefully rode the tricycle back to No. 88 Courtyard.
After the second batch of admissions last month and the new campus ca into use, teachers and students had moved there since the classrooms were more centralized and the overall environnt was better.
Thus, No. 88 Courtyard was vacated, and only a few of them, including Niuwa who liked reading in the courtyard because of the peach trees, would co here.
This property nearest to Peking University had beco their secret hideout, and Wen Lan was already planning to cultivate the backyard to grow so vegetables.
Today, Wang Shui and Wen Lan both knew Lin Nianhe was going to fetch the money and had arrived early to wait.
As they saw Lin Nianhe’s figure riding the tricycle appearing in the alley, they imdiately rushed over.
"Be careful!"
"Take it slow!"
Lin Nianhe, touched by her sisters’ concerned looks, reassured them, "Don’t worry, the tricycle is much steadier than a bike, I won’t fall."
"You’re already used to falling, who’s worried about you."
"Just don’t let the money scatter everywhere, what if so bills blow away."
Lin Nianhe’s sisters quickly ran over and protected the box of money on the tricycle.
Lin Nianhe: "..."
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