"Then why does it happen to be exchanged using weight?" Shang Yechu was already used to 103's sarcastic remarks and just treated the other party as a robot making sarcastic remarks.
“What you exchange it for depends on the situation of the person you're binding. The anchor point for the exchange is set to ‘the thing the person you're binding has the least to lack.’” 103’s tone was as objective and serious as a science documentary. “If I’m bound to an old man, I might become the ‘White Hair Exchange System’; if I’m bound to someone who likes to pursue others but always fails, I’ll become the ‘Simp Value Exchange System’; if I’m bound to a billionaire, I’ll become the ‘Money Exchange System’.”
"I see." Shang Yechu chuckled. "It seems I really have nothing but my weight."
“Yes,” 103 said. “Because of the medication, you will gain weight much more easily than others and are more prone to obesity.”
"Wait a minute." Shang Yechu keenly caught the key word. "What drug effect?"
103 said calmly, "Don't you know? Your mother took a lot of medication while she was pregnant with you, which caused you to have a disease in the womb. Your appearance, weight, and intelligence were all affected by this."
Shang Yechu gripped the windowsill tightly. "What kind of medicine is that?"
“Transgénero,” 103 said, “its Chinese name is ‘包金根’ (Bao Jingen).
Shang Yechu's hands trembled as she took her phone out of her pocket. It was the simplest of actions, but it took her three tries to succeed.
Shang Yechu trembled as she typed a few words into the browser's search box: What is Bao Jingen?
A few seconds later, the search results page appeared.
At the top were some advertisements, which Shang Ye didn't even glance at, quickly scrolling down a couple of times.
Can a fetus change from female to male? The secrets of folk remedies for changing a baby's sex revealed!
"On the 49th day of pregnancy, one can be either yin or yang, either heaven or earth." This was the advertising slogan for "Bao Jingen," a folk remedy popular more than 20 years ago. Behind this seemingly refined advertising slogan, however, lay the naked promotion of feudalistic and outdated ideas. What did this mean? That's right, it was a scam designed for families who favored sons over daughters: taking "Bao Jingen" within the first 49 days of pregnancy could change the sex of the fetus from a girl to a boy.
From a scientific perspective, such advertising claims are obviously nonsense. The sex of a fetus is determined at the moment of conception. However, there are families who disbelieve in science and firmly believe that "gender-changing drugs" can reverse fate, defy the laws of nature, and turn a female fetus into a male fetus.
According to the reporter who exposed the practice back then, a genuine dose of "Baojingen" costs over two thousand yuan, and it remains extremely difficult to obtain. During a pregnant woman's entire pregnancy, she needs to consume more than twenty doses of "Baojingen" to complete this mysterious "ritual"...
Bang.
The heavy Renxing phone fell to the ground with a dull thud.
Shang Yechu then snapped out of her daze and hurriedly bent down to pick up the phone. Excellent, the Renxing phone was indeed as Boss Lu had said—of excellent quality. It was completely undamaged after falling to the ground.
"What's wrong with you?" 103 asked, puzzled.
"It's nothing." Shang Yechu wiped her eyes and smiled slightly. "I just felt that my performance in front of Zheng Bohan wasn't natural enough, so I'm practicing again."
103 said, "Don't underestimate yourself. Your acting is so realistic and delicate that it makes the system want to vomit."
"By the way," Shang Yechu changed the subject, "what exactly is this 'mission' you keep talking about? As part of the mission, I should know what it is, right?"
This is something that should definitely be told to Shang Yechu. But in fact, because she has been very busy, 103 has never had the chance to talk to her in detail.
"Simply put, you want to become someone who will be remembered for generations."
"Hmm?" Shang Yechu was slightly taken aback, then laughed. "It's not easy for an actor to be remembered for generations."
“Yes,” 103 affirmed. “If you choose to be a writer, painter, or scientist, this task might be much easier. These kinds of people have works or achievements that have been passed down through generations, and it’s not difficult for their fame to last for centuries. But how many actors from a hundred years ago can people still remember by name? How many opera masters from two hundred years ago are still remembered? Singers and dancers from over a thousand years ago are only remembered today because they were written about in the poems of poets.”
“That’s right.” Shang Yechu agreed.
Just when 103 thought she would change her goals and dreams, Shang Yechu continued, "Then it seems I have to become a very great actress."
103 fell silent.
After a long silence, 103 finally said, "So, do you want to know what will happen if the mission fails?"
"I don't care." Shang Yechu smiled, revealing her teeth. "It's either greatness or death. There's no third way."
“Alright.” 103 stopped trying to persuade the madman. “I’ve answered your question. Now, tell me why you’re working so hard.”
Although I'm no longer interested in it. 103 didn't say that.
"The reason is simple," Shang Yechu said. "The reason I work so hard filming is because..."
103 said, "I'm listening."
“Three years from now, a groundbreaking masterpiece will begin filming. And I will be the lead actor in that movie,” Shang Yechu said calmly. “I must accumulate enough fame and influence within three years to stand before the director and screenwriter of that film.”
Shang Yechu's words were undeniably arrogant. She was currently just a minor extra appearing in various TV dramas. There was a seemingly insurmountable chasm between TV drama actors and movie stars, let alone extras.
Since that film is a "groundbreaking masterpiece," it's probably not a resource that ordinary filmmakers can access. Shang Yechu's words are like having your cake and eating it too—he's eyeing what's in the pot while his heart is set on the Himalayas!
Fortunately, there was no one else around. As a cynical and uninteresting system, 103 wouldn't waste its energy mocking Shang Yechu's dream. It simply said, "I see. I understand."
With this reason in mind, Shang Yechu's hasty actions become understandable. Three years is neither short nor long; it's gone in the blink of an eye with just a few films and TV series.
Shang Yechu sat back on the sofa and began to look expectantly towards the door.
I wonder what news Zheng Bohan will bring back? Is it good news or bad news?
To be honest, Shang Yechu really can't do much in the face of capital right now. But even if Zheng Bohan's negotiations fail and he agrees to give Shang Yechu the role, he can still make arrangements.
Shang Yechu had never underestimated Zheng Bohan. In their past life, the male and female leads of "Yun Qing Ji" were a pair of clueless, poorly-acted characters, their combined acting skills barely registering. Even under such unfavorable conditions, Zheng Bohan still managed to make "Yun Qing Ji" a very good romantic comedy, enjoying excellent reviews before the plagiarism allegations surfaced.
Zheng Bohan is indeed a rare talent in the screenwriting world. Shang Yechu's compliments to him were three parts true and seven parts false, but at least the praise for his abilities was genuine.
It's just a likable character; Zheng Bohan shouldn't have much trouble handling it...
Just as Shang Yechu was thinking this, Zheng Bohan pushed open the door and entered!
A rare, dreamlike expression appeared on Zheng Bohan's thin, serious face, as if he had just witnessed the tenth wonder of the world.
"Xiao Ye, come here... The script has been finalized."
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