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Ever since Lin Yan gave the entire stunt team a "real-world lesson" on set with a 20-pound black gold ancient sword, the production speed of "The Lost Tomb" has increased tenfold.

Li Tiezhu worked through the night to modify his maneuvers, eliminating all the fancy wire work and focusing on a ruthless bandit style where every strike was deadly.

Wang Yan, who plays Fatty Wang, is in his element. His natural performance, coupled with Lin Yan's occasional guidance, perfectly captures the character's ruthless greed and loyalty, as if it were straight out of the book.

half a month later.

The first third of the scenes for "The Lost Tomb" before it officially wrapped up filming.

That very evening, Lin Yan directly notified the platform to activate the "shoot and broadcast simultaneously" mode.

7:50 PM, Banshan Villa, Xinghai City.

Lin Yan sprawled out on the sofa, holding half a chilled watermelon in his hand, scooping out the middle piece with a spoon.

Shen Qingqiu, wearing silk pajamas, leaned against him, holding a tablet and refreshing the backend data of Tencent Video.

Meanwhile, another war, fought without gunfire, has already begun online.

Sun, the CEO of Xingmang Capital, who was previously kicked out of the audition room by Lin Yan, joined forces with several film and television companies in the industry that had been rejected by "The Lost Tomb" to hire a large number of online trolls and stir up trouble all over the world.

"A singer turning to directing? Lin Yan must be desperate to make a quick buck!"

"Rumor has it that the crew is filming haphazardly in the middle of nowhere, without even a proper green screen. Prepare for some cheap special effects!"

"Xu Feng's fans are officially boycotting Lin Yan! He disrespects my idol! We will never watch this terrible drama!"

These comments were everywhere.

Many passersby, while believing in Lin Yan's songwriting abilities, were genuinely worried about her filming a suspenseful adventure drama.

At 8:00 AM sharp, the first episode of "The Lost Tomb" was released online.

Across the country, countless netizens, with the mindset of "let's see just how bad it is" or "let's support Lao Lin," clicked the play button.

There's no lengthy digression; the story opens directly with a dark, ancient underground tomb.

The camerawork is cold and restrained, and the unique earthy smell and chill of the real filming locations almost overflow from the screen.

When the camera cuts to Fatty Wang wielding an entrenching tool, speaking fluent Beijing dialect as he fights a blood-soaked corpse, and Zhang Qiling appears like a ghost, drawing his black gold ancient sword and severing a throat with a single blow…

The viewers in front of the screen felt a chill run down their spines.

No slow motion! No fake floating sensation from wire work!

The sound of the blade cutting through the air, and the actor's extremely realistic reaction force as he was pushed back, were simply hardcore to the extreme!

"Holy crap!! You call this a web series? The quality is so good I'd believe it was a Hollywood blockbuster!"

"Wang Pangzi is amazing! He's like he stepped right out of the book! He's so perfect!"

"That guy's eyes! Holy crap, I'm just a random passerby, and I'm totally swooning! Who designed these action scenes? Give the action choreographer a huge bonus!"

The first episode had only been playing for ten minutes when the bullet comment system on Tencent Video started to lag.

At 8:15, the number of views exceeded ten million!

At 8:30, the number of views was approaching 30 million! Six of the top ten trending topics on Weibo were discussions about "The Lost Tomb".

At 9 p.m. that night, as the end credits song for the second episode began, featuring only somber drumbeats and the sound of an ancient xun (a type of ancient Chinese wind instrument) composed by Lin Yan, the Tencent Video server unexpectedly went blank.

Countless netizens who were preparing to watch the next episode's preview were driven to complete madness by the spinning loading icon in the center of their screens.

On Sina Weibo.

Tencent Video's official account issued an urgent announcement: "We are very sorry! Due to an excessive surge in traffic from 'The Lost Tomb,' exceeding four times the capacity of the No. 3 main server, engineers are currently working to resolve the issue! Service is expected to resume in half an hour!"

The entire internet was in an uproar.

The last time the server crashed was when Lin Yan proposed at the Bird's Nest.

This time, he used a web series to completely overwhelm the largest video platform in the country.

Meanwhile, in the president's office of Star Capital.

Mr. Sun stared intently at the crashed webpage on his computer, his fingers, which were holding a cigar, trembling uncontrollably. He didn't even notice the hot ash falling onto his trouser leg.

"Mr. Sun... should we continue to buy that Bohe press release?" The public relations manager wiped away cold sweat, standing at the door, barely daring to breathe.

"Black? Get out of here!" Boss Sun slammed his hand on the table, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

"They crashed Tencent's servers in ten minutes! It's an officially certified viral hit! To criticize it now is like taking our money to give them free publicity!"

He recalled that just half a month ago, Lin Yan had personally offered to give him a portion of the investment in the drama, on the condition that Xu Feng, who only knew how to apply eyeliner, wouldn't be forced into the cast.

That's a super IP that's backed by the national team! It's now a viral sensation online, and the subsequent revenue from copyrights, merchandise, and GG (Google Play) is definitely heading towards billions!

Because of a momentary lapse of judgment, I kicked a mountain of gold out the door!

"Where's Xu Feng?!" President Sun's eyes were bloodshot, like a beast ready to devour someone. "Send that good-for-nothing back to his hometown and reflect on his actions! He can't even act as a fat guy weighing a few hundred pounds. What's the point of the company spending tens of millions to promote him?!"

Mr. Sun felt like he was about to vomit blood, and the pain was so intense that he almost wanted to jump off the building.

Meanwhile, in the villa halfway up the mountain...

Shen Qingqiu stared at the newly restored platform backend, watching the membership conversion rate curve soaring, her beautiful eyes unconsciously widening slightly.

"Honey, at this rate, the revenue from just the first three episodes' VIP viewing alone will exceed 200 million."

"yes."

Lin Yan didn't even lift his eyelids. He opened his mouth and precisely caught a piece of watermelon that Shen Qingqiu fed him, mumbling indistinctly.

"Money doesn't matter."

He shifted into a more comfortable position and lay down: "Honey, let's go sea fishing tomorrow. I've got my eye on a new fishing rod."

Shen Qingqiu looked at the man's smug expression and shook her head helplessly. While others were fighting tooth and nail for fame in the entertainment industry, he casually threw out a bombshell that caused a sensation online, but then all he thought about was fishing for fish.

If those colleagues who are struggling to get good scripts and have been working themselves to the bone saw this, they'd probably have a heart attack on the spot.