You Actually Grew a Brain

Chu Maoming had originally thought that Chu Tian's desire to enter the entertainment industry was just a passing whim. After playing around for two days and finding it boring, he would gracefully roll back home and continue being a salted fish who coasted through life.

But unexpectedly, the little brat's interest had not faded—he had even gone off to act!

The moment he saw Wu Hui's message, Chu Maoming was furious. When had their precious little one ever suffered like this? With a grand wave of his hand, he allocated funds and had his secretary arrange a full set of support for Chu Tian.

An assistant and styling team had to be provided. Two cars had to be ready: one nanny van and one RV... Everything had to be top-tier. He was not short on money.

Thus, after Chu Tian spent a day loafing around on set, he turned around and discovered that his team's treatment had somehow reached the level of a third-tier celebrity.

"Wouldn't a thirty-eighth-tier little artist like me get criticized for putting on such a display?" Chu Tian hesitated. "I only want to eat other people's gossip. I don't want to create gossip myself."

If people accused him of acting like a diva because of this, he would be far too wronged!

"This is company-standard support," Wu Hui said solemnly. "You're the company's top artist. It's only right that you have this setup."

Chu Tian: "..." Well, yes. He was currently the only artist in the entire company.

Chu Tian was persuaded.

He had lived on coarse food in his previous life, and he was a rich second-generation heir in this one. This was the karma he deserved!

Normally, an agent would not stay with an artist all the time, but Chu Tian's situation was special, so Wu Hui had accompanied him on set for the entire day.

Once the assistant arrived tomorrow, Wu Hui would not need to follow him into the production anymore. He was just afraid Chu Tian would not adjust.

"What's there to adjust to? I'm thriving in this crew. The people here talk so nicely—it feels like I'm back home," Chu Tian declared with a wave of his hand. "The crew is very harmonious. Go in peace."

Wu Hui: "...Fine."

Chu Tian himself had not expected the slap in the face to come so quickly.

The new assistants, Little Huang and Little Cai, reported for duty early in the morning. Chu Tian arrived at the set in high spirits with his two guardians in tow, only to run straight into an argument.

"How did you set up this scenery? Look at the monitor yourself—does this even look watchable on camera? If you can do the job, do it. If you can't, get lost!"

"You only notified us at midnight that the script had changed and the set needed to be altered. Not even immortals could finish in time! The script has been changing every day since filming began. Even the Heavenly King himself couldn't serve this mess! Keep pushing us around like this, and I really quit!"

"I informed you at midnight. Eight hours have passed, and you still couldn't finish a single set. That's your responsibility!"

"Do you think the props team is made up of machines that don't need rest or sleep? I'm a human too! I crawled out of bed in the middle of the night, and this is all I could manage. Shoot it or don't fucking shoot it!"

"..."

Whoa~

What an intense fight!

Chu Tian scanned the set and quickly found his target.

He carefully threaded his way through the crowd toward his companion, moving with the stealth of a thief.

Zhou Han was eagerly watching the show from the best vantage point, sitting on a little folding stool. Noticing a shadow fall over his head, he turned and grinned when he saw Chu Tian.

"You're here? Come sit. I saved you a spot," Zhou Han said, grabbing another little folding stool and handing it to Chu Tian. His tone was full of regret. "Why did you come so late? They're almost done arguing."

"That really is a shame," Chu Tian said. He opened the stool without ceremony and sat beside Zhou Han to happily watch the drama. "From what they were arguing about, the script was changed? Did they change any of my scenes?"

"You didn't know?" Zhou Han looked surprised. He leaned closer and lowered his voice. "Changing the script is this crew's signature routine. A minor change every two days, a major change every three. I'm already used to it. The screenwriter posted the newly revised script in the crew group at dawn and told the props team to alter the sets. This has happened several times already. The head of the props team has finally had enough."

After saying that, Zhou Han paused and took out his phone to check. "Did no one add you to the crew group? They probably forgot."

As he spoke, he swiftly added Chu Tian to the WeChat group, then enthusiastically continued explaining.

"My scenes were cut today. You're my little follower. If I'm not appearing, neither are you. You get a day off—aren't you happy?"

Chu Tian: "..."

No, you big idiot, your scenes were cut, and you can still be happy about it?!

Gu Shiyan, who had been quietly standing in the corner waiting for instructions since the matter had nothing to do with him, froze. His gaze swept around, and he sharply spotted the round back of Chu Tian's head.

His scenes had been cut?

Frowning, Gu Shiyan opened the crew group that he had set to Do Not Disturb and scrolled through the messages. He quickly found the revised version of the script. After a rapid skim, he discovered that Chu Tian had originally been scheduled for three scenes today, all of which had been cut clean.

Yet Chu Tian apparently had not realized that his own scenes had also been cut. He was still sincerely lamenting what kind of massive idiot Zhou Han was.

"..." Gu Shiyan lightly parted his lips. "Idiot."

Chu Tian sneezed. His gaze at Zhou Han was full of pity, as if he were looking at a poor little thing who had been bullied but did not even know to cry unfair.

"What's so strange about that?" Zhou Han seemed accustomed to it, and even comforted Chu Tian instead. "It's common for screenwriters to revise scripts. Our crew just does it a little more often. But the male lead's scenes definitely can't be cut. If they want to add scenes for the second male lead, they can only cut mine, the third male lead's. Isn't that normal?"

"You actually know?!" Chu Tian was even more shocked. "And you're not angry?"

The editor was sleeping with the actor playing the second male lead and wanted to add scenes for him. But they could not shake the male lead's position, so the most suitable option was to tamper with the third male lead's scenes.

After all, Zhou Han had no company and no agent. He was the easiest to bully.

And the director was also sleeping with the second male lead, so he turned a blind eye and let the editor do whatever they wanted.

The only ones suffering were the props team and Zhou Han.

"What's there to be angry about? No matter how many scenes they cut, I'm still firmly the third male lead." Zhou Han was excellent at brainwashing himself. "I used to be a lousy extra. This is my first time being listed among the main cast. If I've played the third male lead once, can the second male lead and male lead be far behind?!"

Chu Tian wanted to speak, then stopped. Chu Tian had nothing to say.

"I crammed the original novel last night," Chu Tian said gravely. "The script I read is completely different from the original novel. Other than the characters' names, what was the point of buying the rights?"

"You don't understand this, do you? Of course it's to ride the hype and suck another wave of blood from the original fans," Zhou Han said, putting on the airs of a senior as he lectured Chu Tian. "With the director's ability, this crew's production quality, and this bunch of actors cobbled together from everywhere... You get it. Without some gimmick, who would watch? Even getting famous through hate is still fame. Who would turn against traffic?"

Chu Tian was stunned. "I couldn't tell—you actually grew a brain."

Zhou Han: "..."

He should never have bothered explaining!