Recalling the past.
Hu Yibao's mind gradually became clear.
I was probably targeted half a year ago.
I really didn't expect that middle-aged couple.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I held a banquet to recruit a son-in-law for myself.
Careless!
The conversation between mother and daughter continues.
Yang Mier: "Mom, I don't want to fall in love now."
"how?"
Wang Ping: "Do you dislike the boy's appearance?"
Hu Yibao touched his face and looked in the mirror again: "..."
Wang Ping's voice suddenly became louder: "I'm telling you!"
"Hu Yibao's face is considered quite handsome among ordinary people."
"How many of the men in your entertainment industry look real? They use makeup and plastic surgery to dress themselves up like effeminate women. They don't have any of the masculinity of a normal man."
"Yang Mi'er, I'm going to make it clear to you here. If you want to be a boyfriend with those bitchy girls, don't even think about entering this house."
"Mom! I don't dislike her."
"I also know what the entertainment industry is like..."
Hearing this, as a realist, Hu Yibao shook his head.
It is destined to be impossible.
"System, how can I stop hearing the noise upstairs?" Hu Yibao asked immediately.
Eavesdropping on other people's conversations is not my hobby.
【Will the original hearing be temporarily restored? 】
A line of small golden characters appeared in front of Hu Yibao.
"yes!"
As soon as the words fell.
Upstairs became quiet again.
Checked the time.
Four o'clock in the afternoon.
As usual, it would be time to continue writing and earning my hard-earned wages.
But now it's different.
I have my own system.
From then on, coding became my hobby.
Dreams are poetry and distant places.
Hu Yibao turned on the computer directly, announced that the book was discontinued, and then threw himself on the bed.
"Hahaha, no need to type."
“It’s fucking awesome!”
Hu Yibao closed his eyes and fell asleep quickly.
"Congratulations to the host, you won the first prize in the Super Lotto, a prize of 10 million."
In a daze.
The system's voice suddenly rang in my mind.
Hu Yibao opened his eyes immediately, and the room was pitch black.
I fumbled and pressed the switch on the bedside table, and the white light instantly illuminated the room.
I quickly took out my lottery ticket, opened Baidu on my phone, and checked today’s Super Lotto results.
One number is correct.
"Because the host won the first prize for the first time, an additional reward is triggered."
"Reward: Movie Script."
Along with the sound of the system, Hu Yibao saw a blue folder appear next to his pillow.
After putting away the lottery ticket, Hu Yibao patted his head to sober himself up a little, and picked up the folder.
White text on a blue background.
"A movie script?"
"Why is the system rewarding this?"
Hu Yibao was confused and opened the folder, which contained hundreds of blank A4 papers.
At the same time, a few lines of words slowly emerged next to the folder.
[Movie Script: This is a special item. Once the corresponding conditions are met, a script will be randomly generated.
Current conditions: The host's assets reach 50 million, and he or she has acquired the skills of director and actor.
"Are you going to make a movie yourself?"
Hu Yibao frowned.
Today's film market is too bleak.
The film market in China and even the entire East has always been dominated by Western films.
There are many new generation directors and actors.
It is also praised by all parties in China.
But there are not many people who can take the leading role.
Hu Yibao himself is not optimistic about film investment.
This thing is really a bottomless pit.
Among domestic film capitals, only a handful can make a profit, and almost none can make a lot of money.
Hu Yibao remembers his college roommate Lu Xun, who liked to shoot short videos and aspired to make movies after graduation.
He used to be a rich second generation.
I recently saw on WeChat Moments that his family has gone bankrupt.
…
…
…
The next day.
Early in the morning.
Hu Yibao took the lottery ticket to the lottery shop downstairs, which had just opened.
"Boss, I won the Super Lotto!"
"How much money did you win?" the boss asked without raising his head as he turned on his computer.
“First prize!”
"What? First prize? Really? I've run a lottery shop for over a decade, and I've never seen anyone win third prize in the Super Lotto."
"This is a lottery ticket, boss, take a look."
"Wow! It really is the first prize." After the computer was turned on, a prompt of the first prize in the site appeared in the background. The boss checked the lottery ticket and said in surprise.
"Wait a minute, young man. I'll call the lottery center."
"OK!"
Hu Yibao looked at the bald owner of the lottery shop, took his lottery ticket, and made a call on the landline.
"Hello! Is this the Super Lotto Lottery Center? I'm from the Beautiful Life Community Lottery Station. Someone here won the first prize."
“…”
"It's my cousin!"
Something is wrong!
Hu Yibao looked up at his boss who was concentrating on the phone.
"I've verified it, it really is the first prize."
“…”
"Okay, okay, okay, I got it. I'll go buy the banner later."
“…”
"What, reporters are coming too?"
“…”
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