A Low Rank Female Goes Viral Across the Galaxy-Chapter 251: Bandwagon Wuxia Films
Upon hearing this, Jiang Qin quietly sighed in relief, feeling much calmer.
’A Prince of the Empire probably isn’t the type of male to be so relentlessly clingy.’
Long Hao was right about one thing. Though public opinion made it seem like she was the wronged party, in this interstellar society, it was actually males who were at a disadvantage.
After all, females could have multiple partners and lovers.
Meanwhile, if a male wasn’t faithful to one female for life, he would be condemned by society.
One only had to look at how Denise treated Jiang Qingfeng later on to understand.
She was clearly disgusted by the rumors of Jiang Qingfeng’s intimate contact with another female, believing he was no longer pure enough, and so she rejected him.
In a society with such a severely skewed gender ratio, females had the power to choose as they pleased.
However, she felt that Long Hao was exaggerating his plight.
He was a Prince, after all, and his Spiritual Power Level was high enough. Even if a female didn’t want to be intimate with him, she likely wouldn’t refuse to marry him.
How many families didn’t have a partner who was essentially just a means to an end?
Take Ji Susu, for example. She didn’t like Ni Jia, but she still wanted to marry him.
She just wanted to marry a money tree and keep him at home for show.
But while she hadn’t come out on the losing end, she wouldn’t allow herself to be put in a passive position either.
So Jiang Qin spoke bluntly. "Third Prince, you should understand that if I hadn’t relented back then, there’s no telling where you would be right now."
"I did take advantage of you, yes, but I also preserved your and the Young Marshal’s honor and fortune."
"As I see it, we’re even now."
If Long Hao wanted to talk about fairness, well, true fairness was impossible.
That’s just how this society was.
Just look at Jiang Qingfeng—didn’t he have to pay her a huge sum in compensation later just to find some peace of mind?
"Hmph. So This Prince was just touched and kissed for nothing, is that it? I understand."
With a hint of sarcasm, Long Hao said, "In that case, for me to chase you to your door to ask for a proper title makes me look rather pathetic, doesn’t it?"
"Then I won’t disturb Miss Jiang and her partner’s private time. This Prince wishes you... a long and happy life together!"
Jiang Qin’s expression remained unchanged, even as Long Hao left.
Yun Xie chuckled softly, as if he saw through everything.
If it had been any other female, she might have felt guilty and softened after hearing Long Hao’s words, which were a feigned retreat meant to advance his position.
But his Qinqin wouldn’t.
She wasn’t the type to fall for such petty tricks.
...
After the uninvited guest left, Jiang Qin was still in a good enough mood to ask what they should have for lunch.
Clearly, Long Hao’s words had failed to affect her mood in the slightest.
After lunch, the two took a short nap before heading to the company.
A busy Lan Yuyan saw the completely carefree Yun Xie, who refused to leave Jiang Qin’s side, and was overcome with jealousy.
’I wish I could just slack off, go home to be with my female, and live off my savings every day.’
’After all, as long as I don’t squander it recklessly, my money should be enough to support two generations comfortably.’
But that was just a thought.
He couldn’t let the business his father had worked so hard to build for him fall into the hands of outsiders.
’I have to protect this business and pass it on to my and Qinqin’s future children!’
So, slacking off was out of the question.
Besides, Jiang Qin clearly had a genuine passion for the entertainment industry, and he needed to be her backer.
"Qinqin, have a seat. I’ll have my assistant get you a cup of Exotic Beast Milk."
Jiang Qin quickly refused. "Ahem, I’m not thirsty!"
"Have some even if you’re not thirsty. It’ll warm you up."
The Main Star was different from Neptune. Here, the four seasons ran normally, controlled by a climate simulator.
It was now late January, and the weather was still a bit chilly.
Temperature-regulating suits could keep you warm, but they couldn’t change the fact that it was cold out. One couldn’t slack on keeping the body warm and nourished.
Of course, he completely ignored Yun Xie.
’Males don’t need to be coddled. They’re thick-skinned and tough.’
Helpless, Jiang Qin had no choice but to drink the steaming hot Exotic Beast Milk under their expectant gazes.
This stuff tasted much worse than regular milk.
Even after processing, it still had a distinct animal milk smell. It wasn’t a gamey taste, but rather the scent of a beast’s body.
If she had to describe it, it was like the natural animal odor a dog has.
One could imagine how reluctant she was to drink it.
After rinsing her mouth, they could finally get down to business.
"Did you manage to invite that new director?"
Lan Yuyan nodded. "We did. The company arranged a Spaceship Ticket for her. She should arrive in Central City tomorrow afternoon."
"Good. Let’s try her out first. As for the actors, release an announcement to give people from the more remote planets enough time to get here for the auditions."
"Also, I just sent you the scores for a few songs. Help me pick some singers to perform them."
"You don’t need to give any to Cang Hong; I’ve already sent them to him privately."
After receiving the scores, Lan Yuyan asked, "The company is planning a music-themed variety show to discover new singers. Qinqin, would you be interested in being a mentor?"
"When does recording start?"
"Around February 20th, so there’s still time. If you feel like going for fun, just let me know, and I’ll save a spot for you."
Jiang Qin didn’t agree immediately, only saying she’d see when the time came.
After all, she wasn’t sure if she would be finished with her current work by then.
Lan Yuyan continued, "Jiang Lin has already read the script for *Strange Tales*, and she’s very interested in the show."
"She’s planning to contact you to discuss the details of the script after she finishes reading the original novel."
Lan Yuyan knew Jiang Qin was the original author. They didn’t intend to hide it from everyone, but they didn’t plan on announcing it publicly, either.
When he asked Jiang Lin to communicate with Jiang Qin about filming details, Jiang Lin didn’t think much of it, assuming it was just because Jiang Qin was particularly skilled with the historical style.
She never suspected that Jiang Qin was the original author. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
Speaking of Jiang Lin, Lan Yuyan suddenly asked, "Qinqin, do you remember Thompson?"
Jiang Qin thought for a moment before it dawned on her. "I remember. He’s that senior director from our company, right?"
He was the director who was initially assigned to her, but he couldn’t accept working under an amateur newcomer, so he was replaced with Jiang Lin.
"Yes, that’s him. He was poached by Four Seas Entertainment, and he took his team with him."
"I heard Four Seas Entertainment hired him because they want him to helm the production of a wuxia film."
Jiang Qin was taken aback. "A wuxia film?"
"Most likely, they saw how explosively popular *The Legend of the Condor Heroes* became and want to jump on the bandwagon."
In fact, it wasn’t just Four Seas Entertainment. Many entertainment companies in the Federation saw the market demand for wuxia films.
Quite a few low-budget wuxia films have already been released.
They’re poorly made, but they’re made quickly.
With *The Legend of the Condor Heroes* at the peak of its popularity, people interested in wuxia will inevitably look for substitutes to watch while they wait.
After all, only three episodes of *The Legend of the Condor Heroes* air each day.
Watching a substitute is a way to find some solace while waiting for the next episodes.
So, even if these films are terrible, plenty of people will watch them simply for the "wuxia" label.
As long as they’re making money, what does some criticism matter?
Jiang Qin had long anticipated this situation, so she wasn’t flustered in the least.
Never mind the fact that she had plenty more good wuxia scripts on hand. Even if she ran out of them, she had countless other genres to draw from.
She probably couldn’t even film them all in her lifetime.
She wasn’t at all afraid of the market pie being carved up by others.







