Building a Film Studio from Scratch

The craft genius Lin Yansheng suddenly awakened one day, and two new pieces of information appeared in his mind.

First, he was living in a novel. He was the real young master of the wealthy He family, a cannon-fodder foil to the fake young master: gloomy, withdrawn, and disabled, he would eventually be abandoned by everyone and leap from a tall building to his death.

Lin Yansheng, whose legs were disabled, froze.

Wasn't this plot a little ridiculous?

He couldn't even manage to leap...

Second, he'd been bound to a System.

The Architect System claimed it could turn miniature buildings into full-size ones. If the Host's buildings gained enough popularity energy, they could grant the Host certain wishes, such as:

healing his disabled legs.

Lin Yansheng, who could craft all kinds of miniature landscapes by hand and whose works could fetch hundreds of thousands, lit up. "Wow!"

He patted his legs and nodded firmly to the System.

So one day, Lin Yansheng, the real young master recently brought back by the He family, vanished from public view in Jing City. Not long afterward, a film and television production base called Gongzhen suddenly appeared on the outskirts of a third-tier city.

At first, it only had horror-film sets.

An eerie mountain village, a haunted villa, a murder scene... The sets were so realistic they were terrifying. Even the bloodied handprints that appeared and vanished on the walls and the mysterious murmurs in the air were perfectly recreated.

After filming wrapped, horror movie crews fled as if their lives depended on it, sporting huge dark circles under their eyes.

Then the number of sets began to grow.

The tomb-raiding set was ancient and imposing, with mechanisms everywhere and artifacts so lifelike they'd been stolen three times in a month.

The immortal fantasy set was beautiful and ethereal. Exotic flowers and plants shimmered with a hazy glow, while pavilions and towers were wreathed in light clouds, filling the view with an otherworldly aura.

The interstellar set was grand and magnificent. The ships gleamed with metallic luster, and even the mecha and weapons could be operated, so no post-production effects were needed.

Film crews everywhere were ecstatic:

Sets so realistic you couldn't tell them from the real thing, and adjustable whenever the production needed!

Fantasy props and all kinds of practical effects that actually worked!

I'll book it like crazy!!!

Gongzhen Film City quickly gained fame. Its grounds grew larger and larger, and new sets kept appearing.

Steampunk, ancient imperial courts, Western fantasy forests, post-apocalyptic zombies...

The industry agreed that no matter how ambitious a set might be, all you had to do was find Lin Yansheng at Gongzhen Film City, and he'd bring it to life perfectly.

If films and television dramas are dreams for their audiences, then Lin Yansheng is the great architect who builds the framework for those beautiful dreams.

In a media interview, a reporter asked director Huo Huaichuan how he'd managed to win over Lin Yansheng, the owner of Gongzhen Film City, and convince him to create brand-new custom sets for every one of his movies.

Huo Huaichuan smiled. "By being sincere?"

The reporters laughed, assuming the humorous but unforthcoming genius director was dodging the question again.

That was, until someone captured this scene:

In a corner of the film city, Lin Yansheng, whose legs had only recently recovered, sat on the steps, his face pale.

Huo Huaichuan, who was usually always smiling, knelt on one knee with his eyes lowered, resting Lin Yansheng's calf on his own knee and gently massaging it.

Only after Lin Yansheng's complexion improved did Huo Huaichuan stand, lean down, and pinch his earlobe.

Lin Yansheng didn't pull away.

He pressed his lips together, eyes sparkling, and turned his head to nestle his cheek into Huo Huaichuan's palm. Then, completely unabashed, he held out both arms.

Huo Huaichuan chuckled and helplessly rubbed Lin Yansheng's face. He let Lin Yansheng wrap his arms around his neck, then carried him away, disappearing from the camera's view.

Everyone: ?

Everyone: ...So that's what he meant by being sincere.

Pure, straightforward, craft-genius shou × roguish, gentle older director gong

Theme: Create beauty with your own hands.