I'm not mentally ill, I'm a master of a thousand faces!

Chapter 477, Good Boy

Right now

The project was approved for a suspense drama.

In the industry, it was like a bolt from the blue: when it comes to suspense dramas, can you compete with Japan in terms of suspense scripts? Can you compete with the excellent suspense IPs they've accumulated over 20 years of novel publishing?

If it's because of the resources promised by Wang Chen, then this is making a promise that's too big.

You need to be in the top three of the domestic suspense film rankings.

It's ridiculous. These days, there are countless suspense dramas imported every year, from Japan and the UK. These countries and regions have made achievements in suspense dramas. The top three are like castles in the air. They are indeed there, but they are also things that are unattainable.

This award.

It's just a way to fool naive young people into doing the work for foreign suspense scripts; only a naive young person would fall for that.

Only the hotheaded and defiant will become cannon fodder in this trap.

Li Yun seems to have become such a hothead as well.

They seem to be foolishly charging this way.

"This Li Yun doesn't seem like a simpleton at all. He's definitely not pedantic or stupid."

At this moment, Wang Jinghua was paying attention to the news about Li Yun on the internet, and her thoughts about Li Yun were now even more complicated.

Now, I've even developed a sense of admiration for him.

From the new Three Kingdoms to Bodyguards and Assassins, his abilities as an actor and director are just a hair's breadth away from the ceiling that ordinary people can reach. He's already at the limit for ordinary actors, just one Best Actor/Best Television Actor award away from winning. But how old is he? In less than 10 years since his debut, he has accomplished what others take decades to achieve.

Suddenly, it dawned on me.

Her thoughts were still on that afternoon years ago, when she only felt he was a promising young man. At the time, she felt anger and resentment at his rejection, but now, seeing Li Yun's growth to where he is today is truly astonishing.

A young man that even the big names in the industry can't ignore.

A prodigy.

A younger generation, a generation that cannot even look up to.

His talent, his impulsiveness.

At this moment, Wang Jinghua pondered...

"Does he not understand what it means to take a steady and methodical approach? Has he always been so aggressive?"

Is it radical?

Tang Min looked at Li Yun's route and had a feeling of déjà vu.

There's a feeling that, within my own understanding, I can somehow glimpse his thoughts.

"I think I've figured out Li Yun's filmmaking logic. His filmmaking logic is basically to choose the weak parts to film. Have you noticed that Li Yun always chooses the weak parts of the domestic film industry?"

Tang Min also figured this out; she had finally understood.

Whether it's science fiction or suspense, these are indeed weak points for China.

He has never been involved with any circles within China.

At least for now, these are areas where there is still room for growth.

Tang Min suddenly realized a problem.

Li Yun seems to want to do the same thing that I wanted to do back then. I also saw this untapped piece of cake back then, which is why the Shanghai circle was born, and why such a circle was created where young men and women can quickly rise in status.

This is the benefit of seizing blue ocean markets.

What Li Yun wants to do.

It's crazy.

It was something so insane that even his father, Li Mo, couldn't explain it back then.

"His goal is to create a new circle."

"Since the circle doesn't accept him, he doesn't want to join any circle."

"He's more domineering than I thought back then."

Li Mo was filled with mixed emotions after learning the news.

This is a case of the student surpassing the teacher.

Now he has to admit one thing: his child has surpassed him.

He has completely surpassed himself.

Whether it's ambition or not.

It's still about potential.

Or rather, ability.

Back then, all I thought about was seeking a way out within a fixed system, rising within the rules set by others, and conforming to the rules of others.

Because he was born into this system, his thinking has been fixed within this system, and he can no longer break free from it.

So why am I considered weak?

He suddenly understood this principle.

I understand why I am weak, why I am stuck on this path, and why I am destined to be weak, subject to the rules of others and the established system.

Me back then.

Have you never thought about the mysteries of the cosmos or the mutual scheming within the suspenseful and mysterious universe?

You've thought about it, haven't you?

As a director, you must also feel tired of what you are good at, and always want to try something different. Perhaps you just treat what you are good at as a job and a habit.

This job and habit become a source of numbness.

Perhaps I am just one step away from truly becoming the best in the world.

They're worlds apart.

dream.

Such cheap stuff.

I had something this cheap back in the day.

However, I later became confused by ambition. The ambition to reach the top gradually overshadowed my dreams. The difference between dreams and ambition is probably that ambition always leads you to pursue profit.

You only think about how to maximize profits, and this kind of mentality is precisely what you should avoid most when pursuing the top.

In the pursuit of the peak, perhaps the purest pursuit is the most essential.

The more likely it is to work, the more likely it is to succeed.

At this moment, Li Mo simply made a phone call.

"Unexpected! You actually called me, and I actually answered your call."

Lu Zhengguang unexpectedly received a call from Li Modu.

The two didn't have much interaction.

However, both of them had connections within the system during their work, so the August 1st faction and the Air Force faction were not so irreconcilable. At least their ideological differences did not affect their common origins.

There are still some things where we need to share our insights.

The exchange of resources is quite normal within the system.

The relationship between Li Modu and Lu Zhengguang is cold and indifferent, due to some personal reasons. But if we disregard the personal reasons, Li Modu is also a very talented filmmaker.

It's a pity that such a beautiful woman became a thief.

After a moment of silence, Li Mo finally spoke calmly.

"If his dream needs my support, please let me know, but please don't tell him he's my resource."

Lu Zhengguang paused for a moment before speaking.

"it is good."

"Thanks."

Li Yun was also preparing for a suspense drama at home, and the next one was The Hidden Corner.

This is a field that everyone considers obscure and unpopular.

It is obscure and unpopular, at least in the country.

Is it unpopular?

No, this isn't a particularly niche field. Whether it's science fiction or suspense, these are definitely not niche genres on a global scale.

But it is indeed a relatively niche field in the country.

His aloofness lies in the fact that everyone is used to staying in their comfort zone and is not very willing to explore new areas.

This is just a habit.

Because for the domestic suspense and science fiction circles, there are already behemoths looming over them.

Domestic circles have chosen to stay comfortably in their own little corner of the world.

"To occupy this pass and then prevent others from climbing up is incredibly selfish. Yet, when facing the pass themselves, they cowardly retreat. This contradiction perfectly embodies the characteristics of a vested interest group."

At this moment, Li Yun asked the director next to him.

It offered a sharp critique of several major circles within China.

Or rather, the directors in these major circles, what they represent, what they dare not break through, what they yearn for but dare not touch.

I come.

I'll do it, I'll film it, I'll take over this place, I'll be number one in the world.

"The reason why Wang Chen can so recklessly throw out grand promises in the suspense genre is because he knows that no one can meet his requirements."

"So you think you're capable?"

Why can't I?

"Do you know what suspense needs most?" the director's persona asked from the sidelines. "Relationships between people."

"I'm all ears."

"You don't even know this? How dare you talk about an original suspense script?" The director looked at Li Yun with a disappointed expression. "You don't even understand this? You're just embarrassing me when you write suspense scripts."

Li Yun is also playing with his own personality.

Relationships between people.

That is, the motivation behind the suspense.

Whether his truth and connections can resonate with the audience is the key element of a suspense drama.

Li Yun understood this principle.

The Hidden Corner

In a corner deep in the night.

at this time.

Li Yun felt a change in his body.

A feeling of loneliness, desolation, and darkness, along with memories of the past, flowed through Li Yun's mind like a black and white silent film reel.

Silent films of memory.

A black and white film.

It keeps spinning in my mind.

Li Yun saw herself become a child.

Childhood memories.

It appears in the sensations of the body.

A well-behaved child.

One.

I.

Looking back on her childhood, Li Yun felt that she should be considered a well-behaved child. Having lost both parents and grown up in an orphanage, such a child would easily perish on the road to adulthood if she wasn't a well-behaved child.

So I've always been a good kid.

This silent film.

Yes, that's right, this black and white memory.

It is the memory from this body. When the body's memory comes vividly to mind, that feeling from the body reappears.

It appeared before my eyes once again.

Li Yun already knows himself very well.

I already know my own flesh and blood body very well, but now I realize that my understanding of myself seems to be lacking.

There are still some areas that can be explored in depth.

To understanding.

Li Yun found it ridiculous that he seemed to have never truly understood the past of his own body.

After all, he had taken over his body, using a possession relationship.

so.

The significance of his memories may be that they serve as nourishment for him.

Li Yun felt as if he had transformed into a teenager, living in an orphanage and facing children who were taller, bigger, and stronger than himself.

It's something I can do myself.

The only thing they could do was probably to cover their face with their hands and use their hands to block the vulnerable parts of their body.

This has become a habit.

Why did I drop out of school?

In a daze, Li Yun realized something: because she had no parents to protect her, she had become the target of bullying.

It's a very simple and straightforward principle: because I am so weak, the strong bully the weak, and the law of the jungle prevails. This principle already exists when human infants develop consciousness.

In school, a child who has poor grades, is taciturn, and has no parents to support him will inevitably become a punching bag for everyone.

Something anyone can kick around and vent their anger on.

Among them, the bad kids were even more eager to use such children as punching bags and as a way to show off their masculinity. The strong teenagers wantonly teased Li Yun.

If it's Li Yun.

What will they do?

"I'm 15 years old and afraid of school bullying."

In his past life, Li Yun knew how to solve problems with his fists. Having never experienced anything like this before, Li Yun would use his biceps to reason with others.

In his previous life, Li Yun was seen as a bad kid by others.

A bad kid I don't like but won't bother with.

But in this life, when faced with such bullying, and when I am weak enough, I have to deal with all this teasing and bullying.

The boy gave a fawning smile.

Bend your waist to a 45-degree angle, be a errand boy at the convenience store, be a errand boy at the convenience store, deliver love letters for male and female classmates, be a place for others to store their emotional garbage, then be that garbage can.

humble.

He was bending over.

Although Li Yun, who experienced this memory, was furious about the past memories of this body, he thought, "It wasn't my fault, so why should I apologize? He was the one who started it, but just because he's a good student, I have to bend down."

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.

It wasn't Zhang Yong who wrote this love letter, but rather that clueless me.

"I'm sorry" became the phrase Li Yun said most often in his life, because it was this that allowed him to survive in this world.

Because of my weakness.

That's the only possible outcome.

Through this humble method, I became the well-behaved child in the eyes of others.

A good child in the dust.

A well-behaved child who has been forgotten.

But one day, Zhang Yong dropped out of school because he was fighting and refused to change his ways. He was given a major demerit and then expelled.

The whole thing started because of Zhang Yong. He beat up a good student in the class because that student then falsely accused him of stealing money.

But the hundred yuan was indeed found in his schoolbag, and the evidence was irrefutable. In addition, he was a good-for-nothing hoodlum, so no one believed that he was a bad kid.

"People tend to believe the 'good child' narrative, don't they?"

At this moment, Li Yun looked at his past self, clutching a hundred-yuan bill in his hand.

This is a humble, obedient child.

In this gray world.

And this world.

They were all dyed black.

(End of this chapter)