Chen Fang met Xie Yunxuan's startled gaze and Zhao Jin's slightly flustered eyes, nodding slightly, "That's right. To put it simply, it's—transporting corpses."
Pan Pengpeng's face turned red.
Zhao Jin's face turned pale.
Xie Yunxuan's face darkened.
【+166, +333, +748…】.
This string of numbers, however, lacked the names of two or three staff members, including the director. But there were still as many as ten people; harvest them quickly!
Chen Fang continued to harvest, "Many horror movies have this element. CCTV's 'Approaching Science' reported that Corpse Drivers sometimes only leave the head and limbs of the body, abandoning the torso, and then…"
Another string of numbers popped up in his mind.
If he wasn't worried about being seen as a pervert, Chen Fang would have laughed.
This operation directly boosted his negative emotion points by over 5000. He couldn't even imagine how fast he could harvest negative emotion points after the broadcast began!
"Stop!" Xie Yunxuan's face was grim. "Brother Chen, isn't this inappropriate?"
Chen Fang flipped through the document, pointing to the program introduction, "Hunan Corpse Driver is part of the shamanic culture, and the Corpse Driver technique originated in the Qing Dynasty, which meets our requirements."
(Reference materials are always censored when posted in comments, so I'll put them in the main text.)
(Baidu Baike: Legend has it that thousands of years ago, Chiyou led his troops to fight against enemy tribes… (This is mythical content). In the mid-Qing Dynasty, the Corpse Driver technique appeared, which involved transporting the bodies of Hunan immigrants who died in Sichuan back to their hometowns. In the initial transportation process, the bodies traveled by water and did not need to be 'driven.' However, in the Three Gorges section, the water flow was turbulent, with numerous whirlpools and hidden reefs, often causing boats to sink. Ancient people were also superstitious and absolutely unwilling to carry dead bodies on dangerous rivers, 【so the profession of 'Corpse Driver' emerged】.)
(Here, they are learning a technique, a technique on par with Sugar painting and fire cupping. So it counts as a technical and professional origin, or rather, a real-world origin, not a mythical legend. If anyone has materials proving that the Baidu Baike information is incorrect, and that this profession existed in previous dynasties like Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, etc., please feel free to supplement, and I will revise it.)
"That's also very scary…" Xie Yunxuan's tone paused, his eyes flickered slightly, and he said righteously, "Very scary for the audience! Although I'm not afraid, I need to protect my fans!"
【Xie Yunxuan negative emotion points +301】
Chen Fang looked him over.
Is this guy an experience monster? He could gain experience just by speaking?
Oh, he let slip that he was scared and felt embarrassed, right?
Chen Fang smiled, "Hunan Corpse Driver is for sending people who died in other lands back home; its essence is returning to one's roots. It's not to scare the audience, but to evoke their longing for their hometown and loved ones. During the May Day holiday, many people can't get tickets or are working overtime; this theme will resonate, right?"
Xie Yunxuan was speechless for a moment.
He was supposed to be the academic, what if this part was cut out?
His mind raced quickly, and he soon came to a conclusion—isn't humble learning part of an academic's daily life? This is also an opportunity to showcase his persona!
Xie Yunxuan forced a smile, "So that's how it is, I learned something. I've been busy with work recently and haven't had time to look up too much information, thanks to Brother Chen."
As he spoke, he tried his best to appear unfazed, calmly pulling out his phone to search for "Hunan Corpse Driver."
The conference room fell silent, and the other two also picked up their phones to search.
Half a minute later, Pan Pengpeng put down his phone and was the first to state, "I support this!"
The production team wouldn't make them carry real corpses, so it didn't matter. Besides, a corpse wouldn't sit up and ask, "Young man, how old are you, what do you do for work, and when are you getting married?"
The director nodded, barely able to suppress the corners of his mouth.
Four celebrities going into the mountains to learn Corpse Driver, the contrast would definitely be appealing!
At that time, besides the Corpse Driver itself, they could also arrange dramatic activities like midnight courage tests in the mountains, interacting with small animals, and celebrities experiencing rural life.
Young idols like Chen Fang and Xie Yunxuan might act up and stir up topics.
He could almost see the ratings soaring, and the funding for the second season winking at him!
The director smiled faintly, "I think it's good too."
Zhao Jin also nodded. She wasn't afraid of hardship and didn't believe in ghosts. If the director agreed, it wouldn't exceed her physical limits. Coming to the variety show this time was to increase exposure, and this was undoubtedly a good choice.
Only Xie Yunxuan was still stroking his chin in thought.
This… the exposure is high, but how can I show my charm?
Oh, that's right! Show off my muscles!
Xie Yunxuan's gaze swept over the other three.
Pan Pengpeng was a chubby guy, Zhao Jin was a girl, and Chen Fang was just a frail little puppy. In contrast, he could market his physique!
Xie Yunxuan's mouth curved upwards: "I agree!"
The director made the final decision: "Then it's settled. The production team will contact the local area as soon as possible. If there are no issues, we will start filming in 10 days. If there are issues, we will re-select the project within three days."
After the director gave a few more instructions, he created a group chat for the four of them and concluded the project selection.
Chen Fang walked out of the conference room and took the elevator downstairs.
Stepping out of the elevator, Chen Fang looked at the colorful posters on the wall of the first-floor lobby and slowly moved forward. These were all movie, anime, novel, TV series, and variety show posters, either announcing their release or celebrating good news. They displayed cultural products that existed in his memory but felt somewhat unfamiliar.
【On the first anniversary of the release of 'thirty years,' the first-prize winning work of the Wenxing Cup Literary Creation Competition, a hardcover edition will be launched, limited release on July 5th!】
【'Far Song' box office breaks 3 billion!】
…
Chen Fang scanned them one by one.
Each one told of the differences between this world and his previous life.
Chen Fang didn't underestimate this world just because he had a golden finger. This world also had many capable predecessors.
Like the Wenxing Cup, it's a literary competition organized by an old publishing company, which has been held for thirty years or forty years and has a very wide influence. His hometown has a cabinet full of winning novels.
'Far Song' reportedly reached 3 billion at the box office through promotion. Its literary value is hard to say, but its commercial value is good.
Chen Fang slowly walked forward, and a minute later, he stopped in front of a huge blue poster three meters from the elevator.
This poster promoted '"The Voice of Nature",' the hottest music variety show in the country, with photos of five mentors printed on it. The most conspicuous in the center was the young diva Yue Qingzhu, who at only 24 years old was considered the most promising singer to become a future diva.
Her position was the original owner's dream.
Chen Fang stood still and watched for two seconds, then a group of people walked over. The leader carried a large rolled-up poster under his arm, followed by four people carrying ladders, who then stood in front of the poster.
It looked like they were going to replace the poster.
Chen Fang collected his thoughts and turned to walk through the first-floor lobby to the parking lot.
But after only a few steps, he noticed that the chiseled faces around him revealed three parts disdain, three parts ridicule, three parts coldness, and one part aggression, as if they wanted to skin him alive.
He was fed up. Most people in this building were perfectly blended in, yet they stood on the moral high ground to belittle him.
If he really had a rich older sister who kept and abused him, that would be one thing. But his simple, plain life was being rumored to be quite the opposite.
Is this the trouble of being handsome? Well, this is the trouble of being a poor handsome guy.
Chen Fang went into the restroom, turned his reversible jacket inside out, and put on a hat and mask before walking into the parking lot.
He opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, closed his eyes, and opened the system.
After the previous harvesting and the 'concern' from netizens far away, the negative emotion points in the system had reached 10219.
Chen Fang directly used the "One-Shot Kill Card" for a draw.
【Congratulations, Host, on receiving a five-choice Night Sky themed music gift package. It contains sheet music, lyrics, arrangement information, etc. Please choose one from the following five works.】
【1. 'The Nights'】
【2. 'Above the Moon'】
【3. 'moonlight'】
【4. 'the brightest star in the night sky'】
【5. 'Nocturne'】
He had no female teammates, so he first excluded 'Above the Moon.'
From the current situation, 'The Nights' and 'the brightest star in the night sky' were both suitable. But for English songs, most listeners need to see the lyrics. In terms of solving his immediate problem, the latter was far more direct.
'moonlight' and 'Nocturne' were also enough to shock everyone. But 'moonlight' was difficult, and he might not be able to sing it now.
Overall, 'the brightest star in the night sky' was undoubtedly the optimal choice for the current situation. It was very suitable for clarifying and singing out the bitterness in his heart.
Chen Fang asked in his mind, "System, can I still draw the songs I abandon now later?"
【Yes.】
"Then choose 'the brightest star in the night sky.'"
After he finished speaking, a large gift package appeared in his backpack.
Chen Fang yawned and started the car.
The gift package content was very complete. After the recording was finished or a demo was made, he would go to the China Copyright Protection Center website to register the copyright for this song.
Half an hour later, the car drove into the community gate.
Tall, staggered green trees lined both sides of the spacious tree-lined avenue, and the setting sun filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled light and shadow.
Exquisite stone sculptures were placed around the fountain plaza ahead. Further on, to the left was a shimmering lake, where two black swans were leisurely swimming.
Chen Fang held the steering wheel with his right hand and stroked his chin with his left.
Many wealthy people lived in this community, but they rarely interacted. The environment was good and privacy was high; he really didn't want to move.
Thinking of this, Chen Fang's mind conjured up the image of the rent-collecting uncle. He was probably a strict entrepreneur, with severe hair loss.
Like a dandelion. When the wind blows, his head goes bald.
Asking him for an extension seemed unrealistic. It was better to clear his name first and save his wallet.
Chen Fang parked his car in the garage, went upstairs, and returned to his study.