A Low Rank Female Goes Viral Across the Galaxy-Chapter 63: Film and Television Department

Although Xie An’an desperately wanted to keep Jiang Qin from going on the Star Network.

Jiang Qin knew what was going on the moment she started making excuses.

"You don’t want me to go online because there’s another controversy about me on the Star Network, isn’t it?"

’Yesterday’s MV probably scared people,’ Jiang Qin guessed, ’which is why these attacks are popping up today.’

She had already taken precautions by prohibiting minors from downloading it and including a warning beforehand.

’Then again, the more timid someone is, the more curious they’re likely to be...’

’But is it really that scary?’ she wondered. ’Interstellar children are used to seeing gory Alien Beasts. How could an atmospheric, Chinese-style horror video be that terrifying?’

Before Xie An’an could answer, Jiang Qin opened her Light Computer.

She then spent about ten minutes reading through the top few trending topics.

Seeing Jiang Qin’s calm expression, Xie An’an grew flustered and quickly tried to comfort her. "Miss Jiang, please don’t be sad. These people are just looking down on you.

"They’re just jealous. Because they can’t do it themselves, they assume no one else can either."

Shi Lichuan also offered some clumsy words of comfort. "Maybe you should check again later. We’ll probably have these comments buried soon."

Jiang Qin: ...

’This is just burying your heads in the sand.’

"I’m not as fragile as you think..."

Jiang Qin tried to explain how tough she was now, but her physique, which was clearly weaker than that of an average Interstellar adult, was completely unconvincing.

’Fine,’ she thought, ’I can’t be bothered to prove it. It’s not like I can start lifting weights for them right here.’

"I’m serious. I don’t mind these comments. After all, it’s only natural for people to doubt things they don’t understand.

"Even I wouldn’t believe someone completely without a good reason.

"Time will eventually reveal the truth."

’I refuse to believe that not a single trace of this history remains in the entire Interstellar space.’

’Someone will verify my claims soon enough. There’s no need for me to rush to prove myself; that would just make me look desperate.’

***

Back in her room, Jiang Qin received messages of concern from her boss and colleagues.

Even the head of Tianwen Entertainment’s composition department sent his regards.

She had recently sent over the three custom songs she’d promised them. The singers chosen for "Joy is enough" and "Once You" had also finished their recordings.

Jiang Qin had asked the three singers who received the songs, and they had all decided not to release them in July, opting to wait for August instead.

They didn’t want to compete with her numerous releases.

She didn’t mind either way. The songs were in their hands now; what they did with them was their business.

Thinking about the Interstellar population’s current lack of understanding of ancient culture...

’Maybe I should write a few novels first to broaden their horizons?’ Jiang Qin wondered.

The movie she had on hand, *Mutual Affection*, could be released first, though.

Her first choice was Tianwen Entertainment. Even though she had only dealt with their composition department, she had a very high opinion of them because of their previous interactions.

So, she sent a message to Lan Yuyan.

Jiang Qin: [Minister Lan, does your film department accept completed film projects?]

Generally, most film and television companies accept scripts, not finished products.

Even when they do, you need connections, and they’ll try to lowball you on the price.

The best method would be to take the finished film directly to the theaters and negotiate with them, but Jiang Qin didn’t have those kinds of connections, nor did she particularly want to handle the negotiations herself.

That’s why she decided to ask Lan Yuyan first.

If they didn’t want it, she would have to contact the theaters herself to get it released.

She figured the genre wouldn’t be well-received, though. Even if she managed to strike a deal, she probably wouldn’t get good screening times.

The one comforting thought was that the script she’d bought from the system came with all the necessary paperwork automatically completed.

So she didn’t have to worry about filing for records, getting approvals, or any of that.

She didn’t know if Lan Yuyan happened to be looking at his Light Computer or was just free, but he replied almost instantly.

Lan Yuyan: [One moment, I’ll go ask.]

He was on good terms with the management in the film department.

After all, they sometimes came to him for help customizing theme songs, insert songs, and ending credits music for their projects.

So, they got back to him quickly.

[If it’s another clichéd war story—space battles, Alien Beast raids, that sort of thing—our company will pass.

The market is already oversaturated with that genre, and audiences aren’t buying it anymore.

Your friend’s film was probably produced by a small studio without any big-name actors. Unless the subject matter is incredibly fresh and the quality is exceptional, my hands are tied. You understand, right?]

Truthfully, if anyone other than Lan Yuyan had approached him, the head of the film department would have rejected it outright.

The Federation’s film and television industry was in a slump. Every single recently released movie and show had been universally panned.

Audiences were currently at their breaking point.

This was especially true given that the Empire had recently released a film with a rather unique theme.

The protagonists were two males.

One was an Imperial General, the other an Alien Race Young Master. They were natural-born enemies who had clashed on the battlefield countless times.

They gradually became enemies who understood each other better than anyone else.

The chemistry between these well-matched adversaries made them feel that everyone else in the world was dull by comparison.

Only when they met on the battlefield did they feel that life had meaning.

But their opposing sides dictated that only one of them could survive.

In the end, the Alien Race Young Master died in the Imperial General’s arms. After conquering the Alien Race and bringing peace to the Empire, the General returned to that same battlefield and died in the very same spot.

In his life, the General neither betrayed his duty nor his love.

Although the film’s protagonists were both male, this wasn’t strange at all in Interstellar society, where there was a huge disparity between the number of males and females.

Most Interstellar People held a "don’t promote, don’t discriminate" attitude toward such relationships.

They respected and understood this type of affection.

After all, some people need love, but not everyone can have a female partner. In that sense, their unions were considered a contribution to social stability.

As a result, it had a wide audience and was incredibly popular.

...

[The market has recently been flooded with dual-male-lead romance films, and audiences are eating it up.

So if the genre isn’t strong, it’ll be very difficult to stand out from the competition.]

Lan Yuyan only knew the genre was historical; he had no idea what the plot was.

The main reason was that he hadn’t asked to see the film. He wasn’t an expert in the film industry, so it wouldn’t have been useful for him to watch it anyway.

Besides, most projects are kept confidential before their release.

He was very conscientious about observing this rule.

[Hold on, I’ll send you the project file to take a look.]

Lan Yuyan got the project’s save file from Jiang Qin and transferred it over.

...

Wu Zhiyuan, the head of the film department, clicked it open, his brow furrowed in annoyance.

His film department had been under immense pressure lately. Their performance had declined sharply, they couldn’t even get their hands on a single good script, and the higher-ups were starting to complain.

As a result, he was swamped, busy begging, borrowing, and stealing to find a decent script.

Having to waste time on some unknown film from a no-name studio at a time like this was, of course, incredibly irritating.

But he couldn’t just blow off Lan Yuyan.

If he dared to refuse, the next time he needed a favor from the composition department, Lan Yuyan would be sure to return the favor.