r18novel Chapter 106 still has a tiny bit of value.
Chapter 106 still has a tiny bit of value.
When he said "Huayi Brothers," he deliberately lowered his voice, as if he were talking about some state secret.
"They said they have an S-level project about e-sports, and the male lead is a handsome and roguish genius. They said my temperament is perfect for the role, and they want me to audition next month."
Upon hearing this, Shen Li took another big bite of chicken leg, her gaze inadvertently sweeping over the "Huayi's pre-selected male lead".
Aura? A natural performance? Looking at it from left to right, up to down, all I could see was a captivating aura of someone who had spent three days and three nights in an internet cafe without washing their hair.
S-level esports project? This looks more like a low-budget online movie made by some unknown studio.
The third fat man slammed the half-eaten bone onto the table with a loud "crack," splattering oil everywhere.
"That's nothing compared to what you're talking about! My cousin works as a production assistant on the set of 'Sword Soul and Heart of the Qin'! He told me yesterday that their crew is short of an extra to play a young swordsman who gets slapped away by the male lead. He'll have close-ups and lines! The director has been looking for someone for days, but hasn't found a suitable one yet."
Shen Li's ears perked up instantly.
"Sword Soul and Heart of the Qin"? That fantasy drama? The one where Wu Yue previously issued a notice for stunt doubles? The investment and production of this drama are considered above average for a film and television studio.
"What lines are they?" the bespectacled straight man asked professionally.
The fat man took a bite of the chicken leg and mumbled, "Just three words... 'Great palm technique!'" Then he coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.
"..." Shen Li was convinced.
A three-word line was slapped away with a single blow. Isn't this just a high-level extra? But coming from this fat guy's mouth, it felt like he was going to Cannes to compete for the Best Supporting Actor award.
"Then go ahead! Three words are still a phrase!" the man with long bangs and the man with a buzz cut said in unison.
The fat man sighed, his chubby face jiggling, his expression one of indignant grief at the thought of "the heavens being jealous of talent."
"My cousin said the director wanted someone handsome, and also someone with that chivalrous spirit of 'unyielding spirit even when defeated.' I said, 'Isn't that perfect for me?' My cousin said..."
He looked constipated. "My cousin said that someone with your kind of temperament is suitable for playing a table that gets smashed after being slapped away."
Shen Li almost spat out the chicken leg she was eating.
Good heavens, what the hell is this table?! Is this cousin even related to me?
However, despite her laughter, Shen Li's inner notebook began to flip through pages rapidly.
"Sword Soul, Qin Heart," a special production, includes close-ups and dialogue. The daily wage should start at least at 500, right? Although he's not in a rush to go to the film studio right now, it's always good to do some preliminary research.
And, this fat guy's cousin is a production assistant for "Sword Soul and Qin Heart"? That's a bit of information.
Although the production assistants don't hold high positions, they are well-informed. They know exactly which groups are short-staffed, which directors are good-natured, and which assistant directors are difficult.
Shen Li slowly gnawed on her second chicken leg, digesting the food while also processing the information she had just heard.
Although these guys are 99% bragging, they still have a tiny bit of value among the rare finds.
First, the film and television city is indeed short-staffed recently, and various production teams are recruiting. Second, the production team for "Sword Soul and Heart of the Qin" seems to have high requirements for the actors' appearance and temperament.
Third... um, the braised chicken legs in the cafeteria today are fucking delicious.
After devouring two chicken legs and a large plate of rice in a whirlwind, Shen Li felt her HP and MP recover significantly.
The fear and aches and pains from being dominated by frog jumps this morning seemed to be suppressed by this hearty protein meal.
He leaned back in his chair, let out a satisfied burp, and glanced at the "future movie stars" who were still talking animatedly, a sly smile playing on his lips.
Anyone can show off, right? But I prefer to make a fortune quietly!
You guys keep bragging, keep dreaming about your S-class projects and Cannes Best Actor awards. As for me, I'll go figure out that "three-word line" opportunity first, then I'll talk.
Shen Li got up, carrying her tray, and slowly walked towards the dish return area. As she passed the table of "future movie stars," she "accidentally" overheard the last sentence.
"Sigh, the producer of my S-level project even said he wanted to sign me as his agent, but I didn't agree..."
Shen Li kept walking, but her smile deepened.
This Beijing Film Academy is a damn amazing zoo, full of all sorts of bizarre characters... oh, rare and exotic animals... It's great, lively. The muddier the water, the more fun it is, isn't it!
There were no classes the next morning.
Shen Li lay sprawled on the bed. She hadn't felt anything yesterday, but after taking a nap, the muscles in her thighs began to protest against yesterday's frog-jumping hell.
Now he finds it difficult to even turn over in bed, feeling as if he is a paralyzed person.
Jingyang poked his head out from the upper bunk, his face still covered with that bamboo charcoal face mask that "supposedly dissolves when rinsed with water," making him look as black as a lump of coal.
"Particle, why didn't you go for your morning exercise today? Didn't Senior Sister Fang Ying urge you?"
"They urged me..." Shen Li said weakly, "I took a day off. If I keep training, I'm afraid my legs will be completely ruined. Sister Fang Ying agreed, saying that muscles need a recovery period, and forcing myself to train would be counterproductive."
"Wow, that female demon is actually quite scientific," Jing Yang exclaimed in amazement.
Dai Xiao floated down from the upper bunk:
"Delayed onset muscle soreness peaks 24 to 72 hours after exercise. Shen Li did high-intensity frog jump training yesterday, and today is exactly the peak period of soreness. Taking a day off to rest is reasonable."
Yang Yi poked his head out of the bathroom: "Shen Li, what are you planning to do today? Lie in bed all day?"
"How could I? Lying down like this is uncomfortable too," Shen Li struggled to sit up. "Once I feel a bit better, I'll check if there are any easy orders on 'Flash Delivery'."
He took out his phone and opened the "Flash Delivery Campus" app. A new order popped up.
"Library archives, fourth floor. Help with file organization. 50 yuan per hour. Note: Must be meticulous, patient, and have neat handwriting. Preferably able to work a full three hours."
Organizing files? 50 yuan an hour? Three hours would be 150 yuan!
This job... is definitely easier than carrying water up six floors, less risky than taking attendance for someone, and as for frog jumps... well, let's not talk about frog jumps!
Shen Li was quick-witted and immediately grabbed it.
After lying in bed for a while longer, he struggled to get out of bed, slipped on his slippers, and headed to the library.
Her thighs were still quite sore, and she walked like a penguin. But Shen Li was secretly delighted... 150 yuan! That's enough to eat chicken legs for several days!
The archives are located on the fourth floor of the library.
Shen Li knocked on the door and went in.
Inside was a fairly large room, with rows of metal cabinets piled high with various file boxes.
A female teacher in her fifties wearing glasses is organizing the documents on her desk.
Seeing Shen Li, she looked up: "Campus express delivery? You've come at the right time. Sit there and organize these files in numerical order, putting them into the corresponding file boxes. I've written the numbering rules on this piece of paper; just follow them."
Shen Li took the note, sat down at the designated table, and began working.