Capital Aesthetics: God-Maker Without Heart

Lin Feng, a film and television data analyst who believes in "quantifiable hits", traveled to a parallel world dominated by literary godfathers and became bankrupt director Lin He. The original owner bankrupted the company and was so angry that he was left with nothing but 12 million in debt, an emptied office, and a notebook filled with "intuitive data." My girlfriend ran away with a top guy, and the industry giant blocked me. Everyone said: This business relies on talent and favors, and your set of data is useless. Lin Feng pushed up his glasses, opened his laptop, and started the data analysis model. What he saw was not art, but a supply and demand curve full of loopholes, a quantitative gap in emotional resonance, and a fatal blue ocean in the genre market. When everyone laughed at him for using "waste movies" to make short plays, "Night Light", which cost 3,000 yuan, cured millions of lonely people and earned half a million yuan. When the godfather of the industry used theaters and connections to block him, a data report "Short plays are killing theaters" detonated the entire network, forcing the old forces to bow their heads. When capital wanted to use contracts to control him, he built a "data port" backhand - using algorithms to dissect popular products, using systems to mass-produce high-quality products, and using "lighthouse index" to redefine the standards of good content. Later, the first virtual idol he promoted said in the live broadcast: "My soul is composed of one hundred thousand lines of code and the deepest emotional algorithm of mankind." Traditional directors called him a "heartless god-maker" but secretly used his system to evaluate scripts. Capital giants hate him for breaking the rules, but they have no choice but to invest in his blueprint for "content industrialization". And he just calmly adjusted the data panel: "Art belongs to you, but the power to define art, and every penny it generates, belongs to me."