Chapter 1 001. Late arrival of the system
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Standing outside the studio, Lu Jian, who had just been rejected for the sixth time, was stunned.
The words on the classic script circulated in his other world suddenly changed, and the string of words was distorted with beautiful typefaces.
The typewriter runs automatically without wind, ticking out a series of neat words: only work and no play, smart Jack also becomes stupid. Huh?
Lu Jian pulled his attention away from the script he "wrote", and he looked over this paragraph of text.
People around the studio walk around do their business, and there was an endless stream of actors in all kinds of costumes, but the text on the script still did not disappear.
it not an illusion.
After traveling to this world for three months, Lu Jian finally got the golden finger.
No matter before or after crossing, Lu Jian considers himself an ordinary person.
He has no girlfriend, doesn't smoke, drinks only lightly, earnestly completes his studies,lives his life step by step, maintains his inner peace,not obsessed with winning or losing, not entangled in worries, and does not set up enemies that keep him awake at night.
Lu Jian felt that there was nothing unusual about him.
The only hobby is probably watching movies.
The protagonists in the movie are not ordinary, even ordinary people have their own [story].
As an ordinary person, Lu Jian envied them very much.
This is a world that is not the same as before. Some literary and artistic works have disappeared, and some have changed their appearance. In Lu Jian's words, "the standard literary world".
It's a pity that he doesn't have a golden finger.
Relying on his college knowledge and residual memory of drama, film and television in his previous life, he wrote several classic scripts that became popular in the world in the past.
It's purely because Lu Jian likes movies.
It would be a pity if those classic movies could not be seen in this world.
However, his copying behavior hit a wall early.
First of all, the script was written by him from memory, not exactly the same.
Secondly, what is popular in another world is not necessarily popular in this world.
In the end, he was just an ordinary graduate.
Even those masterpieces of Internet writers have to be used by screenwriters to split and adapt a set of film and television circles. It is difficult for a newcomer like Lu Juan to even get started.
Tried several times, finally, Lu Jian chose the classic thriller and supernatural script, hoping to attract the director.
Failed.
Just try some other options?
My appearance is not bad, find a rich woman to have fun, and then let the other party invest in making a film by myself?
It seems that it is not impossible.
Just when such thoughts emerged, Lu jian awakened the system.
Good guy.
Lu Jian called him a good guy.
He randomly found a place without sunlight to sit down, spread the script in front of him, pretended to read the text, and focused his attention on those old-fashioned and inflexible words again.
These words are cold, and they are clearly in correct fonts, but there is a chill in them.
Just like those novels, when Lu Jian moved his mind, the text changed accordingly.
There is no system panel, but a line of text.
[Start Setting]
"Is there any guide for beginners in this system?"
Lu Jian thought to himself, and gently touched the line of text with his index finger.
Like a fog, the text changed shape.
[Choose Occupation]
After these four words, a large string of densely packed words suddenly exploded from the script in Lu Lian's hand.
He leaned back subconsciously, only the cold wall gave him a real feeling.
Lu Jian carefully checked the words, they were all the names of occupations.
There are not only ordinary [actors] [programmers] [reporters], but also less common [private investigators] [librarians] [archaeologists], and even [folklorists] [fraudsters] [morticians] ] Such a bizarre occupation.
Where his gaze swept, these occupational names changed, and some synonymous or near-synonymous occupational names appeared next to them, running against other occupational words next to them, as if they had their own will, persuading landing to choose.
Is this about choosing your own career?
There is no explanation, Lu Jian can only follow his own understanding.
After deliberating for a moment, he chose the profession of [director], because it includes such professions as screenwriter, writer, and creator. From the perspective of copywriting, this must be the best.
The tentacle of the mind had just confirmed this occupation, and Lu Jian saw that the dazzling text disappeared, replaced by something similar to the attribute panel on the script.
[Name: Lu Jian]
[Occupation: Director]
[Bachelor's degree]
[Appearance: 90]
[Will: 80]
[Education: 70]
[Lucky: 20]
[Sanity: 80]
Below a bunch of usual personal data, there is an attribute panel that is found in many novels.
It's just. Why is this attribute panel a bit strange?
Shouldn't it be a skill attribute of music, art and literature?
There is a problem with this system.
Lu Jian continued to scroll down, but did not find the necessary things for the copy system. At the bottom of all attributes, there was only a confirmation mark.
Yes, there is no exit or restart, only confirmation.
He rubbed the sign lightly.
[Set successfully]
[The Chosen One, Welcome to the Land of Silence]
[Start the novice guide task.]
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[Loading completed]
[As a creator, drawing inspiration is an important part. Before starting your creation, please get in touch with the wider world first]
[Please complete the novice guidance task to get novice rewards]
Accompanied by the staggered appearance of lead and black characters, the script in Lu Jian's hand, three doors drawn by oil paintings suddenly appeared side by side.
"!"
These doors seem to be made of bronze, thick, rusty, cold, and exude an ancient atmosphere. The doors are half-opened and closed, as if they can be pushed with just a push of the hand.
This is obviously only on paper!
Between the cracks in the door, Lu Jian could see the colorful mist, the deep and obscure darkness, and the chaos that distorts everything.
At this moment, Lu Jian felt that the hustle and bustle of the film and television city was leaving him, and the surroundings became silent like a dream, only the three doors attracted his full attention.
He observed intently, and three paragraphs of text appeared above the door.
[Fellow traveler]
[When you go home at night, do you feel lonely? Don't be afraid, I will accompany you. ]
This is the writing on the leftmost flashing door. The color of this door is dark, and thick black shadows seep from the cracks in the door. The ink color is like a tide, beating the door bit by bit.
Looking at the door in the middle, this door gives people a twisted and weird feeling. Just staring at it, you can feel that the intricate decoration on the door is wriggling.
[Friends under the bed]
[After living together for so many years, say hello to your good neighbor, I mean the one under the bed. ]
The above is such a text.
As for the last door, it was wrapped in gray mist, but rainbow-like brilliance flowed from the half-open door, and it became the most normal door among them.
[The Alley of No Turning Back]
[It is said that in the noisy neighborhood, there is an alley that cannot be turned back. Go through it bravely! ]
"?"
A question mark appeared on Lu Bu's head.
Your system is not quite right, is it?
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(end of this chapter)