Chapter 113: I'm Just Providing an Idea...

"Let's do it this way!" Zhao An, along with the post-production and cameraman, gritted their teeth. The situation and facts were clear—they had no choice but to charge ahead.

With Lin SuYang's guidance, Zhao An and his team wasted no time. They quickly started filming inside the hotel. They had no script, no plan, and no design. The three relied solely on their aesthetic sense and three years of experience. They filmed anything that looked good, anything that could attract attention, anything new.

Luckily, Lin SuYang was very familiar with the new hotel's environment. He knew which spots could serve as promotional highlights, guiding the three through the entire hotel quickly. From start to finish, it took less than two hours to complete the filming, saving them a lot of effort.

After filming the last scene with the white peacock, the cameraman put the lens cap on, and the atmosphere grew heavy. Zhao An spoke with difficulty, "Senior, I can't arrange for someone to help with the hotel's PPT right now."

Lin SuYang nodded heavily, "I understand."

Zhao An looked at Xiao Liu, Xing FeiLong, and An BingFeng, who were working hard in the equipment room. He opened his mouth to say something but ultimately just gritted his teeth and left.

As he watched the three drive away in a taxi, Lin SuYang felt a pang of worry in his eyes. The future of the propaganda department was in their hands...

As if it were fate, a torrential downpour started as the three left, adding a sense of tragic heroism to their departure.

...

The rain continued to pour, creating a tense atmosphere.

At Nanjing City Tourism Vocational School, in the Student Union office building's propaganda department meeting room, everyone was gathered, watching the latest footage on a large screen, brainstorming how to incorporate these new clips into the previous video.

"Minister, let's go all out..." broke the silence, the scriptwriter spoke up.

Zhao An asked, "How do we do that?"

The scriptwriter bit his lip, "I've been reading a lot of fantasy novels recently..."

"Speak plainly," Zhao An interrupted.

The scriptwriter continued, "I don't know much about video editing... But since our previous video was flawless, why not use overlapping scenes to blend the new footage with the old video?"

Zhao An frowned, motioning for him to elaborate.

The scriptwriter boldly explained, "Technically, I don't know how to do it. But I noticed that many senior students appear in both videos. Given our former minister's hint about intertwining the two sets of hotel scenes, we could use a fantasy editing style, like in movies, where scenes overlap using seniors as a link."

"To put it simply, we use our seniors as the main characters. We make significant edits to scenes featuring them, ensuring both new and old hotel settings are present. By overlaying one scene onto another and removing certain elements, we create a sense of temporal and spatial overlap."

The scriptwriter was enthusiastic, "Then we choose some impactful background music. With the right atmosphere, it'll work perfectly!"

Zhao An pondered over the idea as he watched the video.

After a while, Zhao An asked, "Anything else to add?"

"No," the scriptwriter admitted, then added cautiously, "Minister, I'm just a writer. I'm not familiar with the technicalities of video production. My suggestions might not be fully developed. I'm just providing an idea..."

Zhao An didn't respond immediately. Although the scriptwriter wasn't skilled in video production, his idea was indeed a solid direction. However, turning this idea into reality required professional input.

"Is it feasible?" Zhao An asked the post-production team member sitting in the back.

The post-production member replied confidently, "It's feasible."

"Great! Let's do it!" Zhao An clapped his hands and assigned tasks, ready to start immediately.

Standing up, Zhao An addressed the room full of students, "Time is short for the propaganda department... This project has faced significant changes, and the schedule is tight. Everyone will need to overcome challenges this week."

"If we're doing this, we must do it well. We can't disappoint the school, nor can we let our former minister and senior students down!"

As everyone rushed to their workstations, Zhao An stopped the scriptwriter, "What's your major?"

The scriptwriter paused, "Philosophy. Why?"

"We have a philosophy major?" Zhao An was surprised. He always wondered why such a talented scriptwriter wasn't in the Student Union writing materials but was instead a small scriptwriter in the propaganda department. It turned out he was a philosophy major!

"Why can't our school have a philosophy major?" The scriptwriter was puzzled. "Philosophy is the general worldview and methodology. Without philosophical guidance, how can society progress? I may not know how to make videos, but I can think of ideas..."

"Once I come up with an idea, you can implement it. It's perfect!"

Zhao An was speechless.

...

That night, both the current and former propaganda ministers led their respective teams, working late in different locations.

By Wednesday, Zhao An nervously sent the completed video to Lin SuYang.

Lin SuYang had been stressed and sleep-deprived for days. He immediately watched the video carefully. The result? He was even more worried...

Although the video used many blending techniques to overlap the new and old hotel scenes, the main focus was still on the initial hotel footage. To outsiders, the editing was brilliant. But whether Chen JianHai would be satisfied was another matter.

However, Lin SuYang was pleased with the new hotel's PPT. It was well-made and should be enough to appease Chen JianHai. He probably wouldn't notice the difference!

"Now it all depends on whether the boss agrees!" Lin SuYang gritted his teeth, taking the two videos like he was heading to the gallows, and walked slowly towards Chen JianHai's office.