Chapter 738: Binding the Child-Bearing System to Become a Winner in Life Chapter 739: The Marginal Person in the Farming Novel (41)

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Main Character:

Shen Yao

To the outside world, short dramas were thriving, but Shen Yao clearly smelled the scent of decline; it was truly a shift from prosperity to decay.

After all, the short drama market was only so big, and the capital pouring in now was stronger than the last; Shen Yao absolutely could not continue to entangle herself with these capitals.

Moreover, because short dramas made money, many long drama actors wished to join them; after all, whether filming long dramas or short dramas, a large part of people's purpose was simply to make money, short dramas progressed faster and paid higher fees, so actors and stars would not refuse.

In recent years, short dramas developed rapidly and changed constantly; not only were they competing with long dramas in production, but they were also not inferior in terms of actors' acting skills.

Even quite a few famous actors had appeared in short dramas, and among them were some who could no longer survive in the long drama circle but came to the short drama track and stood out, even allowing themselves to return to work and make a big profit.

It was also because of these examples that many actors saw the benefits of short dramas; Shen Yao, because many forces were entering the field, couldn't help but withdraw early.

The system was greatly alarmed: "Short dramas look like they're developing well, booming; Host, are you sure you won't persist a little longer?"

Running away so quickly, I reckon Hongshi Network won't share the Host's fate.

"Persist in what? We make money to invest; those theaters are already enough now." Staying on the short drama track would be not worth the loss.

Is so much capital coming in to lose money? Wrong; they want to make a big profit.

But the windfall of making money from short dramas has passed; short dramas can still make money now, but compared to the previous situation where even a pig could fly, there is still a big difference.

At least in Shen Yao's view, there was no need to stay on the short drama track anymore; if she really wanted to survive in short dramas, the final result would be that as the heat gradually decreased, it would become half-dead.

System:...

Fine, anyway the Host always speaks clearly and logically; no matter what, it couldn't persuade its own Host.

Silently putting away its half-understood thoughts, the system continued to do its old job, which was listening to gossip from informers.

After all, there was still a huge scoop from Hongshi Network waiting for it to lead the way in eating!

The system was gleeful, baring its big teeth as it ran to watch the excitement at Hongshi Network; but before it could be happy for a few days, Hongshi Network had already cut through the mess with a sharp knife, directly selling off those overseas things at a bundled price.

Hmm

The system thought Hongshi Network would struggle a bit, but the other party gave it quite readily; after calculating, it only lost a little, but who let the other party hold the largest domestic novel IP? Foreign audiences are people too; they also have their own joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

Hongshi Network's novel IPs were abundant in quantity and full in variety, and there were even different types of content.

Different aesthetics between foreign and domestic? No problem; the big shots essentially still liked satisfying stories; as long as they took the novels from within Hongshi Network and localized them, the content produced would be popular abroad.

Calculating this way, Hongshi Network even discovered it was still making money.

Hmm!

Isn't that an unexpected harvest?

System:...

Is this what it feels like to have dog shit luck? Hongshi Network's luck is really good.

The system muttered about Hongshi Network's tremendous ability, then the lens turned, and it returned to Shen Yao's view.

Hongshi Network's high-level executives hurried to the company; after hearing that Shen Yao was withdrawing investment from short dramas, they also unhesitatingly compressed their investment projects.

"Why?" Did Hongshi Network's iron-head problem get cured? The system was greatly puzzled.

"Having suffered losses several times before, Hongshi Network is now in the stage of having a long memory;" even if it could revive itself, that was a later problem; now it definitely had to be obedient and honest.

Shen Yao put her words lightly, but to the system, it was not so.

What?

Hongshi Network made a big splash abroad, and in the end, there was still a great possibility of making money; how could they bear to give up the golden hen currently in their hands? You know, in the short drama industry, Hongshi Network's novel IP adapted scripts were the most authoritative, an existence recognized by most screenwriters and directors.

Because they laid out short dramas early, Hongshi Network was far ahead of all websites on the novel IP track; even the former number one (and current number one) could not beat Hongshi Network's traffic.

In the system's view, Hongshi Network would probably not reduce its investment projects in short dramas; but the fact was the opposite; Hongshi Network actually unhesitatingly actively reduced projects, tsk tsk tsk...

"Hongshi Network reducing investment projects is because they discovered a more profitable way," Shen Yao raised her hand and tapped the tabletop; it was also because a Hongshi Network high-level executive had left, otherwise she absolutely would not act so lively; "If you don't believe it, keep an eye on Hongshi Network; they should want to develop on the novel IP adaptation track."

Is that so?

The system didn't know if the Host's speculation was correct, but it knew that its Host's words were rarely wrong.

Sure enough, while reducing short drama investment projects, Hongshi Network also released a subsidy policy for various types of novel themes across the entire network.

It was an activity all website authors could participate in; the main purpose was also for use in adapting into scripts, so the initial requirement was just one word: satisfying!

Because the financial incentive made website authors rub their hands and plan to try; after all, these extra rewards were really fragrant.

The system even said Hongshi Network would plot; even if scattering money outward like this would likely not recover the cost, as long as Hongshi Network's novel IP and short drama scripts were connected, Hongshi Network would not lose money.

Because people all have herd mentality; Hongshi Network reaching the top could eat up a large part of the benefits; now the short dramas everyone filmed were all about the same; what they were competing on was nothing but script content.

Hongshi Network's scripts were not superior, but who let Hongshi Network enter the short drama circle first?

The series of short dramas that exploded before were all Hongshi Network's novel IPs; people in the circle were superstitious, just like some directors like to adapt some very old novel IPs; Hongshi Network's novel IP was very authoritative on the short drama adaptation market; other websites simply could not compare.

"Increasing investment in one's own field of expertise will have a more guaranteed return rate."

Wasn't Hongshi Network best at novel IPs? Shen Yao could guess the other party's plan, also because she understood Hongshi Network well enough.

After all, most entertainment industry projects were novel adaptations; in recent years, novel IPs became hotter and hotter; Hongshi Network's heat in this aspect could not compare with several old-brand novel websites, but as a latecomer, Hongshi Network indeed held quite good novel IPs in its hands.

Previously, Shen Yao and Hongshi Network had cooperated on novel IP adaptations; now it was just that Shen Yao intentionally reduced contact in this aspect, while Hongshi Network was gradually increasing its scale; back and forth, the tacit understanding was truly full.

Tacit understanding???

The system felt that tacit understanding and such could not compare to real gold and silver entering the account.

Not only did the Host directly sell off the investment on the short drama side as a package, but also signed out the several short drama actors originally signed in; it was more like a player who sold off what was in hand and would never buy in again, quitting the pit.

Shen Yao raised her head and looked in surprise at her empty surroundings; "You even know about quitting the pit?"

The system indeed learned a lot in this world; it could understand a bit of everything.

Compared to the previous few worlds, the system now seemed more human; but for an artificial intelligence, there was no benefit in that.

Humans, no matter what, cannot change the selfish nature in their bones.

Even if it can be suppressed, restrained at every moment, the reason nature is called nature is that it will suddenly erupt at some moment, thereby swaying an individual's thoughts.

"System, a word of advice: you'd best not learn too much about humans."

"Why?"

"Because humans will ultimately all be assimilated; this is a very terrifying ability."

"Assimilated?"

"Yes, assimilated!"

No matter how resistant or hateful, given enough time, those emotions will all disappear without a trace.

Shen Yao is a very obvious example; her current thoughts are completely different from the beginning. The System always feels she hasn't changed, but in reality it's the opposite — she has changed too much, becoming less and less like her former self.

Shen Yao sometimes wonders, can this kind of life really persist? Day after day of repetition, she is like a bystander.

They say the person involved is confused, the onlooker sees clearly.

Shen Yao nowadays doesn't feel clear-headed at all; better to be muddle-headed, otherwise the System would need to select a new Host again.

Her eyes closed slightly then opened again; the emotions originally lingering in her gaze vanished. Shen Yao turned her head and made a call to the assistant outside the door; her whole person looked like she had her aura fully unleashed.

Work matters never decreased; Shen Yao finished the documents in hand, then turned and picked up several project proposals that needed her signature to be greenlit.

The proposals above were already 95% complete; the remaining 5% needed her to sign off.

Swish swish swish—

The tip of the signature pen touched the A4 paper, bringing a faint friction sound.

As the final stroke fell, Shen Yao's bent body straightened again; she shook her somewhat sore wrist, and a call summoned the assistant inside.

The signed documents were taken away by the assistant to be distributed downward, because these projects had already gone through the entire process; the rest was other people's business.

Shen Yao stood up, gazing at the empty floor-to-ceiling window behind her, looking into the distance.

Clear sky, fresh air; light wind, thin clouds.

Mm.

Time's about right; should go to the school to pick up the child. Nothing much tonight, so heading back to the old house for a trip.

Jiang Han Zhou still has to be busy for a while; wonder how that person's little cold is? Has it eased up at all.

Thinking this and that in her heart, as a phone ringtone suddenly sounded, Shen Yao smiled and tapped answer, picked up the coat hanging on the clothes rack herself, and left this office leisurely.

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"Mommy."

Jiang Cheng, wearing a custom school uniform, ran up to Shen Yao; his soft hair was combed into a ponytail tied behind his head, swaying left and right with his movements. His little mouth recited that today was the annual school sports meet, all parents would attend, and his own dad and mom absolutely could not be late.

In a flash of time, Jiang Cheng's age was already not small; his body had long since grown to the level of Shen Yao's shoulder.

Jiang Han Zhou was in the kitchen making breakfast; the three of them had changed residences back when Jiang Cheng started elementary school, because Jiang Cheng could take care of himself. Aside from the daily hourly aide, everything else was done by the family themselves.

"Hurry and eat; there are many people today, if we're late it's not Dad and Mom's fault."

Jiang Han Zhou finished speaking, turned and carried the cooked dishes out from the kitchen. Shen Yao had already taken milk from the refrigerator, simply heated it, and placed it at the three seats.

Jiang Cheng sat obediently, then picked up the milk cup and gulped down all the warm milk inside.

Shen Yao then took out a tissue and handed it over, "Today needs half a day; the company side..."

"No matter, they all know how to handle it," Jiang Han Zhou shook his head. "A promise to our daughter — however it goes we can't go back on our word."

Seeing this, Shen Yao merely raised an eyebrow, thinking this is the sweet burden: compared to work, who's more important, the darling daughter? Even a workaholic like Jiang Han Zhou can only choose to stand on the darling daughter's side.

The couple simply exchanged opinions, then very quickly finished the breakfast before them.

Jiang Cheng had already picked up her little schoolbag, ready to go out. Today she not only had the sports meet, the performance roster also had her name, and even running and high jump were her specialty events.

Shen Yao didn't know her own daughter was this amazing; she was voted by the whole class as the competitor. She thought this was just an ordinary sports meet.

"Ordinary? No matter how you look at it, it's not ordinary."

The System complained Shen Yao had stayed up there too long, to the point of not contacting normal crowds much.

Although the elementary school Jiang Cheng attends is a public school, those able to study there more or less have some family background. Moreover, for a sports meet requiring parents to attend, the System has seen those circle stars and actors more than once.

This is probably a large-scale circle social mixer; why are there so many star second-gens.

Oh, not just star second-gens, there are other second-gens or wealthy and noble people too; just from the System hearing gossip it's a bit dizzying.

Shen Yao: ……

Shen Yao feels the System will sooner or later be trapped to death by the gossip it eats; really, does an artificial intelligence have to be this bored!

Complaining the System always makes a fool of itself there every day, Shen Yao pinched the balloon held in her hand and the cheering stick used for encouragement, turned her head with an innocent face to look at Jiang Han Zhou beside her.

"An elementary school sports meet, this advanced?" The balloon's portrait was Jiang Cheng's little face, even flashing a pretty V-sign.

Jiang Han Zhou took the balloon, conveniently tying its string around his own wrist.

Simultaneously, he took out another cheering stick, held it in his hand and shook it.

"Mm, indeed a bit trendy."

Those who didn't know would think they came to watch a concert; although there were circle singers appearing on site, they appeared not as performing guests but as children's parents.

The two people were like country bumpkins just entering the city, touching and poking at the cute merchandise printed with their own kids all around, unable to resist; finally it was the speaker sound from the front that called their reason back.

The time was not early not late; this carefully prepared elementary school sports meet of just several days was about to begin.