Reborn as a comedic artist

Which of those blockbuster products from the past didn't grow out of the soil?

Only by keeping our feet on the ground can we look up at the stars.

"This is good...!"

Wang Shuo slapped his thigh. The sound of that slap must have hurt, but he rubbed his hands together excitedly, his eyes shining.

"I've been wanting to go back to my hometown for ages to film this! Our Shandong province is known for its hospitality; their scallion pancakes are absolutely authentic! I guarantee you'll have a fantastic time...!"

With a degree and fame, money is a given.

He's now returning home in glory. If he can bring a film crew back with him, wouldn't his relatives back home be green with envy?

That's what you call prestige!

"Zhao Yufeng, Lin Yiyi, and Qiangzi, you guys...!"

Cheng Ming pointed to the group of "fighters" and "good-looking guys".

"Your current task is to do your job well, and occasionally delve deeper into the performance. We'll be shooting videos more frequently later, and we'll need your skills a lot..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yufeng suddenly stood up.

That imposing figure cast a shadow under the light, especially that proud bust, which couldn't be hidden even with a sun-protective shirt.

"Don't worry...!"

She swept her fierce gaze across the boys in the room, cracking her knuckles as she clenched her fists.

"Anyone who dares to slack off, I'll be the first to beat them up! No matter who they are!"

This scene, so full of banditry, made the eyelids of the people nearby twitch.

This isn't a female college student; she's clearly the wife of the Black Wind Village chief.

Li Qiang shrank his neck, chuckled, and tried to ease the terrifying atmosphere.

"Ming-ge, besides studying acting, what exactly do we do? We can't just focus on building muscle, can we...?"

He pointed to his own and his brothers' biceps, which were about to burst out of their sleeves.

"you...?"

Cheng Ming looked them up and down. This group of tough guys were all good at running errands or doing odd jobs.

"Apart from the guest actors, you're in charge of all the company's security."

"When we become a big star, how can we go out without a few bodyguards? You guys are all villains... oh no, all tough guys!"

These burly guys from the gym, just standing there, are more effective than any security door...

"Alright! We're good at this...!"

Li Qiang and the others couldn't stop smiling.

As long as they can follow Brother Ming, they'd be happy to be bodyguards or even doormen, let alone bodyguards.

……

Finally, delay declaring yourself king.

Cheng Ming suddenly stood up, left the messy dining table, and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window, the night view of Chengdu unfolds like a painting.

The bustling traffic converges into a flowing river of light, with neon lights flashing, vividly depicting the city's prosperity.

With his back to the crowd and his hands in his pockets, his upright figure at that moment revealed a sense of vicissitude and gravitas beyond his years.

"What we're doing now might seem like small-scale tinkering to outsiders, just a bunch of college students recklessly messing around...!"

Cheng Ming's voice was deep and clear, and though he didn't turn around, it penetrated into everyone's ears.

"But once we have enough capital and enough leverage, we'll do more than just make a few short videos to amuse people."

He turned around abruptly, his gaze intense, sweeping over everyone present.

"Short dramas, interactive games, web series, films, and even theatrical releases—we will undoubtedly have a place in this vast entertainment landscape of the future…!"

At this moment, Cheng Ming was no longer the abstract college student who liked to create mischief.

"To reiterate, what we aim to achieve is not merely fleeting internet fame, but true artistry, the making of the rules. Let's work together to grow stronger and create even greater glories!"

boom!

These words were like a thunderclap, exploding loudly in the not-so-spacious private room.

Everyone was stunned by the grand vision that Cheng Ming had described.

They originally thought that working with Cheng Ming would at most mean shooting videos, making some money, and if they were lucky, becoming a familiar face and eventually becoming a minor internet celebrity to sell products. That was the limit of what they could imagine.

After all, most of them are still just students.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Ming has such a big heart, such sharp eyes, and such a wild approach.

Short dramas? Web series? Or even films and television dramas?

This is no simple startup; it's like wielding a knife and carving a bloody path through the bottomless murky waters of the entertainment industry!

Wang Shuo sat in the chair, watching Cheng Ming's back, his eyes suddenly becoming hot.

Memories are like a floodgate opened, gushing out uncontrollably.

He remembered all the boasts he had made when he first entered university.

Back then, they said they wanted to change the world and make their voices heard.

and after?

Later, all I wanted was to avoid failing any courses, to get a diploma, and to find a decent job in the future.

Reality is like a dull knife, gradually smoothing out the sharp edges; life is like a mountain, slowly bending the spine.

They all learned to compromise, to laugh at themselves, and to be like a salted fish...

But now, Cheng Ming has stepped forward.

He is truly leading them to change the world.

He is turning all those boasts he made back then into tangible realities.

"Gulp."

Wang Shuo picked up a full glass of baijiu in front of him, took a big gulp, and then stood up unsteadily.

The chair scraped across the floor with a sharp "screech," breaking the silence in the private room.

His chubby face was flushed, and his fat trembled slightly with excitement, whether from the alcohol or from the surge of emotion, it was hard to tell.

His eyes were red, veins bulged on his neck, and spittle flew everywhere.

"Old Cheng! I'm not saying anything more. I'm handing over my 180 pounds of flesh to you today...! You tell me where to go, and I'll go! Even if there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, I'll dare to brave them with just one word...!"

These words, though crudely spoken and utterly devoid of literary merit, convey a moving sincerity and unwavering resolve.

This is a trust that is completely unconditional.

Even if Cheng Ming said he would go and pluck the moon down right now, this fat guy would probably go find a ladder immediately.

"Let's do it!"

Count me in!

"Damn it, I'll risk it!"

Awakened by Wang Shuo's shout, everyone got up.

Whether it was the aloof and rational Gu Xiao, the bold and unruly Zhao Yufeng, or the gentle and delicate Lin Yiyi, they were all completely infected by this fervent emotion.

Youth is the greatest asset.

Since someone dares to take the lead and charge forward, what reason do they have to back down?

More than a dozen wine glasses collided violently in mid-air.

"when--!"

The crisp sound of glass colliding echoed in the private room, lingering for a long time, like the sounding of a battle horn.

The wine splashed, spilling onto my hands, the table, and even my face, but the cool touch couldn't extinguish the fire in my heart.

The lights illuminated young and energetic faces, showcasing the most unrestrained and exuberant aspects of youth.

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