Reborn in the Chinese Entertainment Industry: You're a Director, But You're a Casanova?

This woman truly deserves to be called a disgrace to the Central Academy of Drama. Never mind, Niu Yuehua waved his hand dismissively.

"Come with me, you've completely disgraced the film crew."

It's the same clothing wholesale market as last time.

Niu Yuehua, accompanied by three women, was picking through a pile of inferior clothes.

Liu Xiaoli quickly covered Liu Yifei's eyes.

Niu Yuehua finally pulled out a burgundy tight-fitting bodycon mini skirt and a pair of black stockings.

"Go change into it." Niu Yuehua tossed the clothes to Tang Yan.

A few minutes later, when Tang Yan came out of the changing room, all the vendors in the wholesale market stared in disbelief.

She shed her innocent and naive facade and donned a figure-hugging dress that accentuated her curves. Tang Yan's tall figure and long legs, coupled with her somewhat aloof and impatient expression after being scolded, made her stand out.

That aloof, cold, and sophisticated aura was instantly brought to the fore.

"Good, this is the kind of pervert who would trample on and rub the ultimate pure love god under his feet repeatedly."

The proprietress beamed with delight. "Young man, you have excellent taste! This dress suits this girl perfectly, absolutely stunning! One price, 120, and the stockings are a free gift."

Tang Yan awkwardly tugged at the hem of her skirt, looking expectantly at Niu Yuehua, waiting for him to pay the bill.

Niu Yuehua turned his face away with a straight face and said, "Why are you looking at me? Pay up."

Tang Yan was dumbfounded.

"Huh? I have to pay for it myself?"

"Nonsense! The production budget is tight, and I'm just a student."

"Besides, you can wear these clothes out in public after filming. In the industry, this is called an actor investing in a role upfront. It's the rule, you understand?"

Tang Yan was dumbfounded, her head buzzing from the shock of this twisted logic.

But intimidated by the director's tyranny, he could only reluctantly count out 120 yuan from his wallet with tears in his eyes, and then hand it to the landlady with a heavy heart.

A few steps away, Liu Xiaoli and Liu Yifei huddled together for warmth, only to feel a chill run down their backs.

This director is so heartless. Not only did he not pay her, he even made the young girl pay for her own clothes.

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Downstairs at the girls' dormitory of Beijing Film Academy, Liu Yifei shyly said goodnight to Niu Yuehua before entering the dormitory building.

Liu Xiaoli rented a room off-campus to make it easier to take care of her daughter. She happened to be going the same way as Niu Yuehua and they were walking together along the tree-lined path.

Liu Xiaoli was quite shocked today. Watching Niu Yuehua aggressively recruiting actors outside, she felt a mixture of admiration and awe as she faced this young boss who had just come of age.

"Aunt Liu," Niu Yuehua suddenly spoke, startling Liu Xiaoli.

"I've been so busy dealing with Xixi these past few days that I haven't seen the baby's father. What's wrong? Is he still abroad making big money and hasn't come back yet?"

Just that one light remark made Liu Xiaoli tremble.

Under the streetlights, Niu Yuehua noticed that the color had completely drained from Liu Xiaoli's face.

A flicker of fear and pain flashed in Liu Xiaoli's eyes.

That was when she was 18. The painful memories of losing her virginity while drunk, getting pregnant out of wedlock, and leaving for a distant place are the most unspeakable pain in her life.

Because of her age and the mysterious butterfly effect, she never met Chen Jinfei, the man who could shelter her and her son from the storms of life.

She was just a single mother with a beautiful daughter, walking on thin ice at the bottom of the entertainment industry.

"We broke up a long time ago," Liu Xiaoli said, her voice a little muffled.

Niu Yuehua glanced at her. His past life's experience, combined with the demonic seed's ability to perceive emotions, allowed him to instantly guess the woman's thoughts.

But he didn't press for the truth, nor did he comfort the older woman like a puppy would.

Her scars are her Achilles' heel; if we don't expose them now, they will become a fatal blow in the future.

"It must be quite difficult for you to raise a child all by yourself." Niu Yuehua nodded calmly.

"It's late, Auntie, please walk slowly. Qianqian has military training tomorrow. Tell her to be careful not to get a tan, otherwise she'll need more foundation on camera."

After saying that, Niu Yuehua turned around without looking back and walked towards the boys' dormitory.

Liu Xiaoli stood there, watching that carefree back.

For a fleeting moment, she had a terrifying illusion that the boy had stripped her naked and seen through her from head to toe.

Mixed dorm rooms in the male dormitory.

Because Niu Yuehua was the last to register, all the dormitories for that year's directing students were full. After consulting with him, the admissions office made a decision and put him in a dormitory room shared by third- and fourth-year students.

The room was quiet, all four beds were empty, and there was even a layer of dust on the bed boards.

The other three senior students are already out there interning with film crews. I doubt we'll see each other even once in the next year.

Niu Yuehua almost burst out laughing.

There's an advantage to arriving late; now I have a private room all to myself.

After making the bed, Niu Yuehua lay down and began to plan the filming schedule for tomorrow.

These past few days, all the freshmen have been participating in military training during the day, and they're exhausted like dogs. Anyone else would definitely wait until after military training to start working, but time waits for no one. The motto of civil engineering in my past life was:

Seize sunny days and catch cloudy days

A light drizzle is a good day

Under the moon as if it were daytime

A sunny day is equivalent to two days

Light rain means a dry season; heavy rain means a tough, persistent dry season.

During heavy rains, they drilled holes to dry the soil; when there was no rain, they worked like crazy.

Since that's the case, then you can do military training at school during the day and come with me to film movies at night.

Filming at night is good; it gives you an excuse to avoid the counselor's check-ins, and the darkness creates the perfect atmosphere. You can also tease—no, I mean, coach the actresses' acting skills.

What he wanted in this short film was that ambiguous, oppressive, and suffocating feeling, like being in a narrow alley under dim, yellowish streetlights.

The municipal streetlights along the roadside are its best free lighting engineers, perfect.

Working around the clock, exhausting all their energy during the day so that they can portray that feeling of fatigue, numbness, and struggle at night.

After settling down the messy affairs of the film crew, Niu Yuehua made a phone call to his uncle Niu Qun, who lived far away in Mengcheng.

"Yuehua, it's so late, is everything settled at school?" Grandpa Niu's friendly voice came over.

"Grandpa, I'm perfectly fine, why are you still enduring this?" Niu Yuehua's tone was unusually serious.

In his past life, this stubborn uncle insisted on becoming a deputy county head on a temporary assignment in order to help the local people escape poverty.

The old man was a simple-minded fool. In order to raise funds for building a special education school in the area, he not only paid out of his own pocket, but also, at the instigation of people with ulterior motives, converted the county's public school and waterworks into private properties, hoping to use the money to fill the hole in the charity fund.

As a result, the water plant affected the interests of too many people. Before long, the old man was viciously smeared online, accused of using charity as a guise to make money, ultimately ruining his reputation and destroying the good name he had built up throughout his life.

Now that he's been given a second chance at life, Niu Yuehua certainly can't just stand by and watch his sheltering tree be cut down.

"Sir, please take my advice. I wholeheartedly support your good deeds and acts of kindness."

"But there is one bottom line you must never cross: you absolutely must not listen to them, and you must not mess with the local schools and waterworks."