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Early the next morning.

When the latest national cinema schedule was released, everyone in China's film industry fell silent.

After a deathly silence, the work groups of various cinema managers were instantly flooded with countless question marks.

[Am I seeing things? Has Milkyway Image gone mad?!]

[60%?! Wang Zhongjun cut his own blockbuster Lunar New Year film to make way for an animated movie?]

【Wait, wasn't it 30% yesterday? What happened last night?!】

No one can answer that.

All they knew was that it started today.

Walk into any movie theater in China, and at least six out of ten screening rooms will be showing the same animated film, Spirited Away, at the same time.

This level of screen allocation can no longer be described as domineering.

This is like ruling the world!

It was Galaxy Pictures, the leading cinema chain, that made this announcement to the entire industry in a manner that bordered on self-destruction.

A new god was born.

At this moment, the viewing needs of all the audience members were completely satisfied.

At eight o'clock in the morning, before the cinema even opened, a long queue had already formed at the entrance, stretching from the ticket hall all the way outside the mall.

The online ticketing app crashed its server the moment tickets were released.

The technician, sweating profusely, yelled at his supervisor as he watched the massive influx of traffic into the system.

"This is unsustainable! We can't handle it! The request traffic is ten times the usual amount!"

Not a single ticket can be bought!

[The app is down! Anyone here in person? Is it still possible to get in line now?]

Forget about it, I arrived at seven o'clock, there are at least two hundred people ahead of me!

The internet is filled with lamentations.

And this is just the beginning.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

The real-time box office data was updated for the first time that day.

A blood-red number appeared on the box office chart for "Spirited Away".

1.1 million.

In just one hour, the box office exceeded 100 million!

Everyone staring at the data felt their hearts clench tightly.

This number has surpassed the total daily box office revenue of most movies.

For Spirited Away, this was just a warm-up.

Noon.

The data has been refreshed again.

2.3 million.

The entire industry has become completely numb.

Countless data analysts stared blankly at the screen; their prized box office prediction models became a joke in the face of Spirited Away.

"This is not scientific. This is completely contrary to market principles."

"A pattern? Su Bai himself is the pattern!"

The prime time session begins at 6 PM.

The data was like a rocket, jumping wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

3.5 million.

3.8 million.

4.1 million.

The owners of major film companies are keeping a close eye on that ever-increasing number.

The expression on his face went from shock to blankness, and finally to a deep fear.

What they fear is not the number itself.

Rather, it's the disruptive power behind that number that they completely cannot comprehend.

Meanwhile, another Hollywood superhero blockbuster, Thor: Wrath of the Gods, which was released at the same time and cost $200 million, barely broke 80 million in box office revenue on its first day.

This blockbuster, which Milkyway Image had high hopes for and was touted by countless media outlets as a box office jackpot before its release, was a huge production.

Faced with Spirited Away's absolute dominance, she was like an abandoned child, mercilessly crushed into the dust.

Hollywood production companies held an emergency transoceanic meeting with only one topic on the agenda.

What kind of monster is that Chinese animation?

10 PM.

The box office figures for that day were finally finalized.

A number that is enough to be recorded in the history of Chinese cinema has appeared before everyone.

5.5 million.

The box office for the day was 550 million!

This number was like a nuclear bomb detonating on a calm lake, causing the entire Dragon Kingdom to boil over.

The news media went completely mad.

If the previous 100% occupancy rate only shocked them, now they can only worship it.

The news headlines quickly evolved from the initial "[A Miracle in Chinese Animation]" to "[The Gods Descend, the Dragon Takes Flight]", and finally to "[Su Bai: A Man Who Is Rewriting the Definition of Film]".

Su Shen, the human money printing machine, the dream weaver of the East...

Countless legendary titles were bestowed upon Su Bai without reservation.

He is no longer just a simple animation director.

On this day, he became a cultural icon, a legend of an era.

......

Healing Animation Company.

The air was filled with ecstasy.

The young artists, arm in arm, laughed and cried, gesturing wildly.

This victory, which had been suppressed for so long, deserved to be celebrated in the most unrestrained way.

However, in this sea of ​​revelry, there was one person who seemed out of place.

Su Bai sat alone in the corner of the office.

He did not participate in the celebration.

A laptop sat in front of him, its screen casting a soft glow on his calm face.

The computer screen was split in two.

On the left is the glaring box office figure of 5.5 million, and the series of numbers in his bank account that most people could never imagine in their lifetime.

He glanced at it briefly and then lost interest.

His gaze was completely drawn to the screen on the right.

That's the largest social media platform in China.

On the trending topics list, the popularity of the hashtag #Searching for the White Dragon# has even slightly surpassed that of the box office itself.

Countless viewers left comments below, expressing their lingering sense of regret and disappointment.

What happened to Haku in the end? Was he really able to meet Chihiro again?

[Old Su, please give me a straight answer! I haven't slept well all night, my heart is pounding!]

This ending is more painful than a tragedy; it offers hope, yet leaves no question of whether that hope can be realized.

Su Bai's fingers tapped lightly on the table.

He looked at the comments, then at the system panel in his mind that only he could see.

The depression rating is skyrocketing.

That lingering and profound melancholy stemming from regret.

That's what he's truly interested in.

Watching the rapidly fluctuating depression level.

A familiar, slightly mischievous smile slowly crept onto Su Bai's lips.

Money and fame are merely byproducts of creation.

And these tears, filled with regret and resentment, are the most delicious gift you can give yourself.