Chen Jian, 25 years old, delivers food in Hangzhou.
I worked as a group performer in front of the Beijing Film Studio for two years, failed my art exam, and was in debt. Riding an electric bike for 200 kilometers across the West Lake District every day costs five yuan per trip. The closest moment to acting in my life was when I played a passerby who was bitten to death by zombies in a movie that was not released online. It was a three-second shot and one line - "Don't come here."
Until one day, he delivered a portion of braised chicken and rice to the film and television base.
The sound of the system seeped out from the cracks in his bones. Four words: The experience begins.
Others' golden finger is to sign in and draw, but his golden finger is to live again. Broke your finger while delivering food? Manual Labor Fragments +1. Do you still have to bow and say sorry after being scolded by a customer? Emotional memory fragment +1. Spent two years squatting in front of the Beijing Film Studio and watching all the human emotions? Interpersonal observation fragment +1.
He found that every kilometer he ran and every embarrassment he experienced became "fragments of acting skills" that others could not buy with money.
From a stuntman to a god, from a newcomer who was bullied by the whole team to a dark horse who made the movie king take the initiative to shake hands, from a salary of 800,000 yuan to a market value of 20 billion - what Chen Jian took was not a shortcut, but every step of his life.
But the system comes at a cost. Three of the six people who got the system before him died. The living one is waiting for him at the top of the entertainment industry.
"I'm not a genius." Chen Jian said, "I just lived the life you lived once, again."
