Chapter Three: The People Cut from the Film

When they entered the server floor, dozens of screens turned on. Tang Jing raised a glass from the screens. “You refused five million, Director Gu, so I took something more valuable. Your engine is connected to Starwave. After ten, every user can have a personal movie.” “You didn't connect an engine. You connected the thing hiding inside the set.” “The audience only cares about excitement. If someone gets replaced, we'll call it an experiential risk in the contract.” Lin Xia streamed his words. The audience passed one million, but Tang Jing calmly pressed Premiere, thirteen minutes early. Every advertising screen in the city exhaled steam. The black iron train raced out of the film.