CHAPTER 149: CHAPTER 131: IPARTMENT, XU QINGQIU HUMILIATED?

Chu Tian quickly understood their concerns. Just as he was about to say it didn’t matter and to let them go ahead, it suddenly occurred to him that he had a ready-made work at hand.

"Hold on a second, let me think."

He called out to the other party and instantly summoned the system in his mind to check.

iPartment 1. That’s what I won in a lucky draw before.

He opened it and had to admit the system was truly impressive. He had initially thought it was just a script.

But to his surprise, it wasn’t just the script. It included everything from set designs and storyboard drafts to content so detailed it was exasperating.

He was speechless just from reading the beginning. With material this good, even a dog could film a version almost identical to the original from my previous life.

How detailed was it? For the first scene of the first act, the set design specified which items to include and how many characters would appear. The composition of each shot was meticulously drawn out. Not only that, but annotations below described various camera movements like pans, tilts, and zooms, along with the duration of each shot, editing techniques, and so on. This was essentially like having a master guide you step-by-step through the filmmaking process. Calling it a crash course for newcomers wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

With such a powerful tool at hand, what more needs to be said? Just use it! It’s perfect for testing the waters: small investment, low difficulty, broad audience.

"System, extract ’iPartment 1’."

DING. System prompt: [The content of this work differs from the current world. Spending a suitable amount of Reputation Points can optimize it to integrate elements from this world. Do you want to optimize?]

Huh? Encountering this prompt for the first time, Chu Tian was momentarily stunned but then quickly understood why.

Firstly, the place names are different. Secondly, this show contains many iconic gags, like a joke about an 18th-generation mobile phone, which people in this world wouldn’t get. He had forgotten about these things, but the system was quite intelligent to proactively offer to optimize them for him. The only downside was that it would cost Reputation Points. He finally understood why the work wasn’t modified when it was given to him before—it’s just another way for the system to make money, isn’t it?

"How many Reputation Points are needed for this optimization?"

DING. Detection complete: [’iPartment 1’ optimization requires 376,000 Reputation Points. Do you wish to optimize?]

It was an exact figure, 376,000. Just over three hundred thousand, not too much. He glanced at his Reputation Points; he currently had about sixteen million. These were saved for emergencies, and now they were coming in handy. He still had more than enough.

"Optimize."

[Optimization complete.]

Chu Tian looked at the optimized materials in his hand: one electronic version and one printed version.

It had to be said, after this optimization, the service quality had skyrocketed. Originally, it only provided an electronic version, and now it was all printed out? Paying really makes a difference. What a shrewd profiteer.

"Hello? President Chu? Are you still there?"

Hou Yichuan’s voice on the phone brought him back to reality. He quickly replied, "I’m here. I actually have a script on hand—a short TV series, a sitcom type with a low investment. You can use it to get some practice."

Huh? What a coincidence!

Hou Yichuan didn’t react immediately, but he could sense from his boss’s tone that he was quite satisfied with this script. He is? If that’s the case, then the project I had planned is likely a no-go. But this is also good; I was also reluctant to use a project I’d paid for as practice, in case I messed it up and ruined the whole IP. Having something ready-made from the boss is best.

"Alright, Boss. I’ll come over and pick it up personally."

"Never mind, don’t come over. There’s a coffee shop on the north side of Qingyun Road. Wait for me there."

Chu Tian made another trip himself to deliver the script to Hou Yichuan. This resulted in Hou Yichuan detaining him to discuss a myriad of company matters.

He had to listen patiently, offering his opinions on some issues, and finally managed to get through it all.

Seeing that Hou Yichuan had nothing else to discuss, Chu Tian quickly got up to leave. As he was leaving, he suddenly remembered something and reminded Hou Yichuan to cast only new talent from universities for this series. He also told him to remember to sign all the actors afterward, as he might need them later.

Whether I’ll actually need them, I’m not sure. Nor am I certain about who can be found. But there’s no harm in signing them in advance. If the response is good, there are several more installments to go, and using my own people will certainly save money. Even if the response isn’t great, they’re just new actors; how much could that cost?

He completely washed his hands of the company’s matters, delegating everything. He also no longer needed to follow Xu Qingqiu around. His time afterward was spent either sleeping in the recording studio or casually playing instruments and singing; he was living a very enjoyable life.

But things weren’t so pleasant for Xu Qingqiu.

After a few days of rest, she led her new team of assistants and started on new work. For the past few days, she had been communicating with the production team about the theme song. Initially, they were enthusiastic, but later, something seemed to go wrong, and they kept delaying and brushing her off.

Although she didn’t understand why, she paid it no mind and carried on with her other work as usual.

「Today, she was scheduled for an interview program.」

It was mainly to discuss her recent changes and current situation. The program was originally meant to be an exclusive interview with her. However, right before filming began, the production team suddenly announced they were adding another guest—and that guest was Qin Xiao.

Xu Qingqiu frowned as she listened. I want to refuse.

"Diva Xu, this was a last-minute decision on our part, and he happens to be available. We’ve heard that you two get along quite well. You wouldn’t object, would you?"

She looked up at the program’s main host, whose face held an ambiguous, almost mocking smile, and then at the cameras that were already rolling nearby. A sense of wariness instantly gripped her.