sovbooks Chapter 11 If you're a brother, come and chop me up!
Chapter 11 If you're a brother, come and chop me up!
In the evening, Lin Hao and Huang Xiaoming went down the mountain together and ate at a small restaurant at the foot of the mountain.
The restaurant is small, with about ten tables. The owner is a local, and the Zhejiang cuisine he makes is quite authentic.
The two ordered a few dishes and a bottle of beer.
Huang Xiaoming puts on a "top-tier actor" air on set, but he immediately sheds it in private.
After having two drinks, he completely let loose, speaking at several decibels louder.
"Dude! You're amazing! I studied at the Beijing Film Academy for four years and worked on several film sets, and I've never seen anyone like you. Which school did you graduate from? You didn't graduate from the Beijing Film Academy, did you? If so, I'm your senior!"
Lin Hao picked up a piece of braised pork with preserved mustard greens with his chopsticks and shook his head.
"Brother Xiaoming, I haven't taken the art exam yet."
Huang Xiaoming's chopsticks stopped in mid-air.
"What?"
"I'm only seventeen, and I haven't even graduated from high school yet."
Huang Xiaoming put down his chopsticks, leaned back in his chair, and stared at him with the look of someone looking at an alien.
"Are you kidding me?"
"no."
"Seventeen years old? Hasn't had any formal acting training? Is this all the acting is capable of?"
"Talent, you know?" Lin Hao said modestly.
Of course, this "talent" refers to the experience of ten years in the previous life plus the system's support.
But this is something you can't explain to people.
Huang Xiaoming remained silent for a while, then picked up his wine glass and downed it in one gulp.
"ox."
It's just one word, but it carries a lot of weight.
As a professionally trained actor from the Beijing Film Academy, Huang Xiaoming knows all too well the meaning of the word "talent".
In this industry, more than 90% of people rely on hard work and experience, but those who truly reach the top are often the ones who are naturally gifted.
This seventeen-year-old boy in front of me is clearly the kind of player I'm looking for.
After finishing his meal, Huang Xiaoming suddenly perked up.
"Hey bro! Come on! I'll take you to do something exciting!"
Lin Hao was picking his teeth when he heard this and his hand trembled.
"Huh? Something exciting?"
"Yeah! It's incredibly exciting! You've definitely never played this before!"
Looking at Huang Xiaoming's excited, shining eyes, Lin Hao's mind began to wander.
Wait... why is this different from the Huang Xiaoming I remember from my past life?
Want to try something exciting right after meeting someone?
Does this person have some kind of special hobby?
"Let's go, let's go!" Huang Xiaoming grabbed him and ran outside.
Twenty minutes later.
cybercafe.
At the foot of Yandang Mountain, there was a small internet cafe. The space was small, and the smell of smoke was so strong it could kill you. A dozen large CRT monitors were lined up in a row, and the letters on the keyboards were almost worn off.
Huang Xiaoming skillfully found two adjacent machines and sat down, his movements fluid and graceful, clearly a regular customer.
"Hey bro! Have you ever played Legend of Mir?"
Lin Hao stared at the familiar login screen, momentarily lost in thought.
"legend".
Launched in 2001, this online game was once a national phenomenon.
In those days, eight out of ten computers in internet cafes were used to play Legend of Mir.
Although Lin Hao wasn't a hardcore gamer in his previous life, he did play with his roommates for a while.
Later, the game became a mess due to various private servers and endorsements, with things like "If you're a brother, come and fight me" and "I'm Zha Zha Hui"...
Goodness, those quirky guys are practically a collective memory for a generation.
"Listen to me, bro, this game is super exciting!" Huang Xiaoming had already entered the game, controlling a warrior character covered in golden light, as excited as a child. "Look at my gear! I spent ages getting this Judgment Sword!"
Lin Hao looked at the pixelated character on the screen, then at Huang Xiaoming next to him who was so excited he was waving his arms and legs.
Well, this future "guru" is still a "net addict teenager" right now.
However, Lin Hao wasn't really interested in games.
In my past life, I was so tormented by the company that I didn't even have the energy for entertainment, let alone playing games.
He politely declined Huang Xiaoming's invitation to "take him through dungeons" and opened his browser to browse online news.
The internet in 04 was practically primitive compared to what it would be ten or twenty years later.
The website design is so crude it looks like a primary school student's homework, there are so many pop-up ads that they fill the entire screen, and the internet speed is so slow it makes you question your existence.
But Lin Hao still watched with great interest.
The internet in this era is full of opportunities.
Unfortunately, he wasn't a tech person in his previous life, and his understanding of the internet industry was limited to "knowing the result but not the process."
Search engines, e-commerce platforms, social networks... He knows these things will be very valuable in the future, but asking him to build one from scratch is no better than asking him to act in a hundred shows as Zhen Zhibing.
The only one I can really figure out is QQ.
But then again, even if he understands the internet, he doesn't have the money to do it.
His current net worth is probably enough to rent an internet cafe for an entire night.
You should just stick to acting and making money.
Turning his acting skills into cash is the most reliable path for him in his life.
With that in mind, Lin Hao opened the QQ login page.
Once logged in, I found a dozen or so people scattered around my friend list, each with a unique and flamboyant username.
What is "ゞo駃樂眼涙ぷ", what is "禰de呗ぷ", what is "ㄣ冰蓝ゾ蝴蝶".
Lin Hao's lips twitched several times as he looked at these usernames.
The non-mainstream culture of that era is truly hard to describe.
Just as I was feeling sentimental, the window suddenly shook.
A friend named "ぷ葬誮ヤ泪" sent me a message.
Upon seeing the name, Lin Hao was first taken aback, then almost burst out laughing.
Tears for the Burial of Flowers.
Yang Mi.
The future superstar Yang Mi's current QQ nickname is "ぷ葬誮ヤ泪".
If this information were to spread twenty years from now, it would probably trend on social media for three days.
ぷ葬誮ヤ泪: You dead rat! Why haven't you been online these past few days! You haven't replied to my messages!
ぷ葬誮ヤ泪: How was the filming? With your acting skills, the director must have scolded you!
ぷ葬誮ヤ泪: I heard from people in the crew that Liu Yifei came into your room alone last night to look for you. Is that true?
After reading these three messages, Lin Hao's expression changed from amused to wary.
What's the situation with the last one?
Did this woman plant a spy on the film crew?
Moreover, if you look closely at the wording, "Liu Yifei came into your room alone at night," it sounds plausible no matter how you look at it.
But the truth is, Liu Xiaoli came to warn him, okay?
Lin Hao thought about it and decided to tell the truth.
He replied: Nonsense! That's clearly Liu Xiaoli!
After sending it, he realized he had said the wrong thing.
But it was too late to turn it back.
The 04 version of QQ did not have a recall function.
Sure enough, there was a silence on the other end for about five seconds, and then messages came in like a machine gun.
Tears of burial:! ! ! !
ぷ葬誮ヤ泪: I was just saying it offhand! And you actually have something to say?!
ぷ葬誮ヤ泪: Liu Xiaoli!!! That's someone else's mother!!!
ぷ葬誮ヤ泪：林浩你油兽！！
ぷ葬誮ヤ泪: Are you upset that I didn't tell your mom?!
Lin Hao was completely dumbfounded as he stared at the messages popping up on the screen.
I've been scammed.
The woman said "Liu Yifei enters your room," and he subconsciously corrected her, saying "It's Liu Xiaoli."
This correction is tantamount to acknowledging the fact that "someone did come to his room at night."
Moreover, she changed her partner from a seventeen-year-old daughter to a forty-year-old mother.
This isn't just making things worse; it's turning themselves into carbon.
While frantically explaining that "Liu Xiaoli came to give instructions about filming," Lin Hao secretly cursed Yang Mi for being too cunning.
This girl's talent for entrapment is practically an innate gift.
Huang Xiaoming, who was focused on playing Legend of Mir, was completely unaware of the chaos that was happening on Lin Hao's side.
"Bro! Come quick, help me! This boss has tons of health!"
"Coming, coming..."
Lin Hao responded without turning his head, his fingers still flying across the keyboard as he typed out the explanation.
At that moment, he deeply understood a principle.
Entering the entertainment industry isn't scary; what's scary is having a childhood sweetheart who is a future superstar.