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Chapter 20: A Promo Short Film Crushing Film and TV Dramas?


Su Xiaoyu naturally wouldn’t refuse Wen Wanru’s money transfer. That had been her goal from the start.

But when the transfer arrived, she still fell silent for a moment.

Five hundred thousand!

Wen Wanru had directly transferred her a full five hundred thousand yuan!

Su Xiaoyu hadn’t worked in this kind of industry before, so she wasn’t sure if five hundred thousand was considered a lot or a little. But for her personally, this income was enough for her to live comfortably for a very long time.

Not long ago, she’d only had a few thousand yuan left.

Su Xiaoyu deeply felt the benefits the diorama box had brought her. Not only had it allowed her to begin her journey as a Cultivator, but it was even enough to earn her a fortune in the real world.

Wen: “Xiaoyu, would your friend be willing to take on another job?”

A job?

Su Xiaoyu thought for a moment, then gave her answer.

Pillow Rain: “That depends on what kind of job.”

Wen: “I want to shoot an ad, a xianxia-style ad. Do you think it’s feasible?”

Pillow Rain: “A xianxia-style ad? What is it selling?”

Su Xiaoyu was a bit puzzled. What product in reality needed to be connected to xianxia content in its advertising?

And come to think of it, what was the purpose of the xianxia short film Wen Wanru had wanted earlier?

Wen: “We’re selling facial cleanser.”

Facial cleanser?

The corner of Su Xiaoyu’s mouth twitched.

Wen: “The ad I envision is a group of people from a xianxia world using our facial cleanser. The tagline would be ‘The facial cleanser even Immortals use—are you sure you won’t buy a set?'”

Pillow Rain: “I think we can give it a try.”

By now, Su Xiaoyu wasn’t short of money. But since it was Wen Wanru’s request, she felt it couldn’t hurt to try. She also needed to make some attempts herself.

Wen: “Really? Then I’ll send over samples of our facial cleanser now. Where should I ship them?”

Pillow Rain: “Sending them to me is fine.”

Wen: “To you? I understand.”

At this moment, Wen Wanru was not at her residence.

Inside an office in a high-rise building, after finishing her chat with Su Xiaoyu, Wen Wanru raised her arms and stretched.

She was wearing a white, form-fitting blouse and a black pencil skirt, looking every bit the professional. Her full head of black hair cascaded smoothly down, giving her an air of intellectual beauty.

Usually, a woman dressed this way would have a somewhat strong, “boss lady” feel. But on Wen Wanru, it gave off the vibe of the girl next door, always carrying a sense of approachability.

“Alright, the facial cleanser ad is handed over to Xiaoyu. The promotion for the novel website should also be starting now.”

Wen Wanru muttered to herself, looking at the laptop in front of her.

She managed a wide variety of businesses, spanning different industries. She sold facial cleanser, ran a novel website, and also operated several other types of businesses.

The reason for this was inseparable from her personal interests. Whatever she liked, she often wanted to get involved in the related industry. Coupled with what one could call either talent or luck, she tended to succeed at whatever she did, and her business empire grew ever larger.

The xianxia-related short film she had wanted earlier was intended for promoting her novel website.

Her novel website was called Flying Cat Novels, considered a mid-tier site among many. Recently, Flying Cat Novels was planning to launch a xianxia novel writing contest. The question of how to promote this contest had become an issue.

Just put up a contest announcement?

That was far too ordinary.

Wen Wanru disliked doing things in an ordinary way. So she planned to make a short film to promote it, as long as it was xianxia-related—the specific content didn’t matter at all.

She had found several film production companies for this task, but the results had all left her deeply disappointed.

Even if it was just to promote a writing contest, she didn’t want to just do it carelessly.

Until the short film Su Xiaoyu sent her arrived.

Even though it just depicted some daily cultivation life, the content already included alchemy, artifact refining, formations, spirit plants, and everything else that cultivation entailed, showing the daily life of a cultivation world.

Wen Wanru was actually a bit curious. She didn’t know how Su Xiaoyu’s friend had managed to set up the scene and find actors to complete the filming in a single day. Were the sets and actors already ready? Were they originally filming something else and just took a moment to shoot her short film?

Because the turnaround time was so short, that was the only explanation Wen Wanru could think of.

Next, Wen Wanru opened her own novel website and found the promotional video already posted.

She clicked on the promo video again to watch it, very satisfied with its strong xianxia flavor.

After thinking for a moment, Wen Wanru also opened a video-sharing site.

Her writing contest promo video wouldn’t only be placed on the novel website; it would also be played on various short-video platforms. Right now, she opened the most popular short-video platform of the moment. After a simple search, she found her video.

“Not bad, it’s already gotten quite a few likes.”

Wen Wanru was quite pleased when she saw her own company’s video.

She then opened the comments to take a look.

“Whoa… This level of quality, and it’s just for a novel contest promo video? When’s the movie coming out? Just tell me, I’m definitely buying a ticket.”

“Nice, nice. A promo short film crushing all movie and TV productions in quality. I’ll remember this Flying Cat Novels site.”

“This is hilarious. I just saw a promo video for a xianxia TV drama, and compared to this, the other one is just getting ground into the dirt. What’s even funnier is that the TV drama’s official page said their xianxia production quality is absolutely top-notch, hahaha.”

“Wait, isn’t the camera angle in this video a bit weird? It kinda feels like the mountains, rivers, and all the people are filmed a bit small.”

“User above, you don’t get it, do you? This is a promo film for a novel writing contest. Shrinking everything down inside it perfectly represents the idea that the vast xianxia world is all within the palm of your hand.”

“Ah, I see now.”

Wen Wanru looked at the video and suddenly understood.

Actually, she had initially also thought the mountains, buildings, and people in the short film seemed quite small. She had wondered if it was a unique filming technique of Su Xiaoyu’s friend’s. After all, there was a technique called tilt-shift photography that could make normally proportioned things look miniature.

But now, she seemed to understand the deeper meaning… Wait, had she ever told Su Xiaoyu what the short film was for? She didn’t think she had?

Wen Wanru had just thought she understood when a new problem occurred to her.

“Forget it, I won’t think about it anymore. I’ll just use this explanation publicly.”


The Sickly Girl’s Diorama Box Holds a Cultivation World

The Sickly Girl’s Diorama Box Holds a Cultivation World

病弱少女,但箱子里有修仙界
Status: Ongoing Native Language: Chinese

When Su Xiaoyu transmigrated and found herself bound to a wheelchair, her mind was blank. She had no idea how someone like her was supposed to face this world in the future.

It wasn't until she was sorting through the original host's memories that she discovered a diorama box had inexplicably appeared in her bedroom.

Upon closer inspection, Su Xiaoyu was astonished to find that there was actually a microscopic world inside the diorama box.

The world inside featured miniature mountains and water. A group of ancient-costumed tiny people were even flying around, playing out the grievances, hatreds, and passions of the cultivation world.

When Su Xiaoyu dropped in an ordinary pebble, it caused a massive stir as the tiny cultivators scrambled to fight over it, calling it the "Kunwu Stone" capable of forging divine weapons.

When she accidentally spilled a drop of milk, it was treated as the legendary nectar of the gods, coveted by everyone.

When she tossed in a single Isatis root, it was regarded as a sacred immortal medicine, shaking the entire cultivation world.

And when she reached her hand inside and flicked her finger, a powerhouse whose name once shook the cultivation world instantly sprayed blood across the sky.

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