Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, I became a legend in the entertainment industry by avo

Chapter 131 Film and Television Resource Exchange

Several reporters, having heard the news, rushed over with cameras, shoving their lenses directly at Zhang Qilin's face: "Mr. Zhang, are you here to see the art exhibition?"

"Was it Professor Chen Xiujie who invited you?"

Problems followed one after another.

Zhang Qilin was trapped in front of several huge paintings, unable to move forward or backward.

He managed a polite smile: "Thank you everyone, I'm just here to see the exhibition, it's a private trip, I'm sorry—"

The security personnel at the scene noticed the unusual situation and immediately squeezed in.

Several tall security guards quickly stood in front of Zhang Qilin, separating him from the crowd.

"Everyone, please keep your distance and do not block the passage!"

"Excuse me, thank you for your cooperation!"

With security guards clearing the way and protecting him, Zhang Qilin was escorted to the rest room.

He asked the staff to help him tell Uncle Chen.

The staff member nodded and left.

A short while later, the door to the lounge was pushed open, and a figure walked in.

When Zhang Qilin saw the person who had arrived, he couldn't help but frown.

He closed his eyes and pretended not to see.

The person walked over and sat down next to him.

After a while, Dong Qiyu glanced at her watch before speaking, "Have you heard about the Hanfu being burned a few days ago?"

Zhang Qilin remained silent.

Seeing this, Dong Qiyu continued, "Didn't you say you're a Hanfu enthusiast? This matter is—"

Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Qilin said coldly, "Unlike you, I don't have plenty of time to waste on trivial matters. I already have enough on my plate and don't have the energy to focus on things outside of myself."

"You're a complete liar. You call yourself a Hanfu enthusiast, yet you remain indifferent to such a serious incident. You're a cold-blooded monster."

Zhang Qilin opened his eyes, his expression clearly distant: "Don't beat around the bush, just say what you want to say. I'm very busy."

"you----"

"If you don't get to the point, you'll have to leave," Zhang Qilin interrupted her.

Seeing Zhang Qilin's serious expression, Dong Qiyu swallowed the rest of her words.

She knew Zhang Qilin could really do it.

She organized her thoughts and said, "I'd like you to help me promote Hanfu."

Zhang Qilin sneered inwardly upon hearing this.

It is now 2010, and the public's understanding of Hanfu is still shallow, so promoting it is not so easy.

Moreover, I am currently swamped with other matters and simply cannot spare the time.

Zhang Qilin spoke up, "There are so many people in China, why specifically me?"

"Because it is meaningful—"

"I want to hear the truth," Zhang Qilin interrupted impatiently.

Dong Qiyu looked very displeased and glared at Zhang Qilin with displeasure.

Seeing that Zhang Qilin remained unmoved, she raised her hand to look at her watch before reluctantly saying, "I've asked many people to help with the publicity, but because of the low public awareness, every time I try to promote something, I encounter a lot of ridicule and even some conflicts—"

"Some of those who helped with the publicity couldn't withstand the pressure of public opinion and gave up, while others had their careers affected by malicious smear campaigns."

"I'm looking for you because you're handsome and can attract more young girls to join. Once there are more people and the voices are louder, the dissenting voices will naturally be suppressed."

Hearing this, Zhang Qilin was speechless. Was she treating him like a stud?

Zhang Qilin said with dissatisfaction, "So, you think I can handle this pressure and manage these troubles?"

"I know this is difficult and risky, but Hanfu culture needs someone to stand up —"

Seeing Zhang Qilin looking at her with hostility, Dong Qiyu spoke in increasingly softer voices.

Zhang Qilin took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and said, "You should know some celebrities, right? Why don't you ask them to help you promote your business? Why do you have to come to me?"

"Hmph, they're all a bunch of greedy bastards. They just take the benefits without doing any work. I don't trust them."

Just then, the door opened again, and Shen Ya came running in, panting and carrying a bag.

Zhang Qilin glanced at her but made no comment.

Shen Ya glanced at Zhang Qilin, and seeing that he wasn't angry, she carefully walked over and stood next to Dong Qiyu.

Dong Qiyu raised her hand to signal, and Shen Ya immediately understood. She opened her bag, took out a folder, and handed it over.

Dong Qiyu took the folder, waved it triumphantly, and then handed it to Zhang Qilin: "I didn't ask you for help for nothing, this is my reward."

Zhang Qilin looked at the folder handed to him with some surprise.

Dong Qiyu had tried to get something for nothing the first two times, hoping to get his help for free.

Has he finally grown up?

He looked up at Shen Ya, who was standing there.

Shen Ya noticed Zhang Qilin's gaze, smiled, and gave him a slight bow.

Zhang Qilin then looked away, took the folder, and opened it.

The cover reads "The 1911 Revolution" (film script).

Upon opening it, one finds a script outline and brief introductions of several characters: Lin Juemin, Yu Peilun, and Yuan Keding.

Zhang Qilin looked up at Dong Qiyu: "What do you mean by this?"

Dong Qiyu raised her chin, a smug glint in her eyes: "As long as you agree to help me promote Hanfu, you can choose any role you want. This movie is a big project, and each of these roles has its own highlights. It's a rare opportunity for you."

Zhang Qilin did not respond immediately, but instead closed his eyes.

He knew that the film was produced to commemorate the event.

Most of the actors in the film are talented, and being able to participate in this film is an opportunity for him.

The revival of Hanfu has a long way to go, and his current strength is weak. It is unknown whether his intervention at this time is good or bad.

Unable to make up his mind, he decided to ask about the omen.

He focused his mind and concentrated.

A surge of light filled his mind, and the Heavenly Compass appeared before him.

He silently asked himself, "Daily Fortune Teller, can I take this script?"

The script selection is of medium serendipity, exceeding the scope of the "Daily Divination" prediction.

You need to unlock the higher-level "Asking for Directions" skill.

Alternatively, you can combine the four daily divination slips to exchange for a simple divination (once a month).

He knew this would happen, but the procedure had to be followed.

Silently repeat in your mind: "Displacement"

As he spoke, light flowed across the compass.

The twelve miniature stars that had been scattered around the divination tube with dim light suddenly burst forth with different lights and began to rotate rapidly around the tube.

Zhang Qilin was shocked.

He had been using the compass for months, but the stars hadn't moved an inch, so he assumed they were just decorations.

I didn't expect them to still be working?

Moments later, the light from the twelve miniature stars completely dissipated.

A golden divination stick flew from the divination tube to his face.

A message appeared before Zhang Qilin's eyes:

[A very auspicious fortune sign]

Climbing dragon scales, attaching to phoenix wings, braving wind and rain across the nine heavens, soaring into the sky.

(Reward: Guardian of Cultural Heritage)

Upon seeing the contents of the divination slip, Zhang Qilin felt a sinking feeling rather than a joy.

Behind these seemingly auspicious divination slips often lie enormous risks and challenges.

Although his last lucky draw brought him some fame, the process was fraught with danger, and he almost became a tool for Europeans and Americans, nearly leading to his demise.

This is another extremely auspicious divination slip, and they even gave me my destiny.

He didn't think this divination slip would be any simpler than the previous one.

Zhang Qilin weighed the gains and losses in his mind.

He pondered the divination slip repeatedly. After a moment, he thought of a possibility: there must be someone behind Dong Qiyu in this matter. He deduced from this possibility.

Soon, he understood something.

Just like the immortals in those cultivation novels, who seem high and mighty, but if they want to get involved in certain matters, they need mortals to first make a show of force.

Having figured this out, he knew what to do.

Next, he needs to get as many benefits as possible from Dong Qiyu.

Ideally, it should be over 500 million, so he won't have to bother Uncle Chen anymore.

It wasn't that he was greedy, but rather that Dong Qiyu had no good intentions when she approached him.

On the surface, they said they wanted my help to promote Hanfu and attract women to join in.

Her real purpose was to lure him into joining, and to drag his father, and even his sect, into the mess.

He would never have agreed if the divination slip hadn't shown a very auspicious sign.

Zhang Qilin opened his eyes and looked at Dong Qiyu: "The movie '1911 Revolution' is a great project, but what you want me to do is extremely difficult. A movie role alone is probably not enough to impress me."

Dong Qiyu stared wide-eyed at Zhang Qilin in disbelief: "You're too greedy! One movie role isn't enough? So many people would kill for this opportunity."

Zhang Qilin said calmly, "You want to promote Hanfu, which is no small matter, but a huge and complex project. It cannot be overshadowed by a movie role; it involves—"

At this point, Zhang Qilin shut up and said nothing more.

Dong Qiyu was listening when she saw Zhang Qilin stop talking at the crucial point, so she anxiously urged, "What does it involve? Just tell me!"

Zhang Qilin looked at her with a half-smile and slowly raised one hand.

Looking at Zhang Qilin's fair fingers, Dong Qiyu really wanted to bite them off.

What a scoundrel.

Dong Qiyu angrily raised her hand, and Shen Ya immediately took out another folder from her bag and handed it to her.

Dong Qiyu then handed it to Zhang Qilin.

Just as Zhang Qilin was about to take it, Dong Qiyu raised her hand and said, "If you take this, you need to explain things clearly and help me spread the word."

Zhang Qilin didn't answer, just raised his hand with an expression that said, "Take it or leave it."

Just as Dong Qiyu was about to lash out, Shen Ya, who was standing to the side, suddenly coughed twice.

This finally calmed Dong Qiyu down, and she handed the folder to Zhang Qilin.

Zhang Qilin took it and opened it.

The cover reads "The Flowers of War" movie script.

Upon opening it, I found a script outline and brief introductions of several characters.

Zhang Qilin mentally calculated that with two films, he was still some distance from five million.

He glanced at Shen Ya, trying to guess whether there was anything else in the bag she was carrying.

Dong Qiyu stared intently at Zhang Qilin's expression. When she saw Zhang Qilin's gaze linger on Shen Ya's bag, she immediately understood what he was up to.

She said irritably, "Zhang Qilin, don't push your luck. These two roles aren't easy to get. If you don't give me a satisfactory answer, you won't get any of these resources."