Chapter 3 It’s so hard to find a heroine

"Huh?" Lin Yicheng was stunned and looked at Wang Liming with a little surprise.

Wang Liming was speechless. What kind of look is that? He looked at me like a traitor!
"Then tell me, who else is there? Oh, there is a sister named Wang Luodan in Class 01. I heard she is cool and energetic. Why don't you consider her?" Wang Liming's tone was a little joking.

"..."

Lin Yicheng was speechless. When he thought of Wang Luodan's appearance, figure, and skin color, he couldn't help but shook his head. It's not that he judged people by their appearance, but his image was really not suitable.

"How about we talk about the enemy area?"

Hearing this, Wang Liming was happy, "That's right, I tell you, don't have any psychological burden, and don't be afraid of what people say."

"We are infiltrating the enemy and disintegrating them from within. If we can hook up with one or two of them, wouldn't it be like they have abandoned the dark and joined the light? We can also be considered to have made contributions to the organization, right?"

"That's great," Lin Yicheng said happily, "I didn't realize that you are quite conscious."

"Ahem~Hmm~" Wang Liming cleared his throat, as if reciting a hymn:
"There is a student named Zhang Xinyi in the 01 class of the Central Academy of Drama. She is pretty and has a nice figure. I give her four stars."

"Level 02 nursery rhyme, known as 'Little Zhang Ziyi', well, three and a half stars."

"Bai Baihe, I heard she's very pure, three and a half stars."

"Tang Yan was chosen by Zhang Yimou as an Olympic babe. If nothing else, her long legs alone are worth four and a half stars."

"Guo Zhenni, that look, wow, so enchanting, it's also four and a half stars!"

Lin Yicheng was really surprised this time. Lao Wang was really amazing. The people he mentioned tonight would all be famous actresses in the future, some of them even first-tier ones.

Could it be...

Lin Yicheng leaned forward, lowered his voice, and asked tentatively: "Dreaming of the entertainment industry?"

"Well," Wang Liming was a little confused and chose his words, "This is not really chasing a dream, it's just communicating and discussing art with seniors and juniors, and making progress together."

Lin Yicheng was a little bit unwilling to give up, and asked again: "Avatar?"

"What?" This time Wang Liming really didn't understand.

Lin Yicheng breathed a sigh of relief, unable to tell whether he was relieved or disappointed.

But when I think back on it, Lao Wang has a really sharp eye and he always gets it right. It's a bit of a waste of his talent to be a photographer.

However, I had never heard of this name in my previous life, and I don’t know if it was because I was delayed in making progress together with my female classmates.

……

"Can you get the contact information of these people?"

"You underestimated me," Wang Liming laughed, pushed his glasses and patted his chest.

"Leave it to me. I'll give it to you tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest."

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news. Boss, I'll give you 20 skewers of mutton and pork belly, 4 skewers of chicken wings, and skewers of kidneys!"

"That's not right!" Wang Liming suddenly said.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yicheng was puzzled.

"What about the male lead? Who should we look for as the male lead? Not only do we have to consider the character's image, but we also have to consider whether he is compatible with the female lead."

"When did you become nearsighted?" Lin Yicheng asked back.

"When did I become nearsighted? Do I dare to be nearsighted when I take photos?"

As he was talking, Wang Liming's eyes changed a little, and he began to look Lin Yicheng up and down. How can one describe that look?
When butchering an ox, are you considering where to start?

Lin Yicheng was a little nervous and waved his hand, "What? I can't play the leading role? Let me tell you, I wrote the novel based on my own model!"

"Don't mention it. You are indeed very handsome. You deserve to be the school idol. But, can you act? Let me tell you, acting is different from usual. Some people get flustered and have high blood pressure when they see the camera..."

"Stop, stop, stop," Lin Yicheng interrupted him quickly, "I can act. I've taken classes at the acting school and have tried it in front of the camera myself. You don't have to worry about this."

"That's good. Since you are confident, don't worry. I will take a perfect picture of you. Let everyone see that you are much more handsome than Huang Xiaoming." Wang Liming stood up and took the plate brought by the waiter, shouting.

When the waitress heard this, she couldn't help but look at Lin Yicheng. The next moment, even at night, her eyes were extremely bright.

"Is this your first time dining here?" the waiter asked casually.

"Yeah," Lin Yicheng nodded.

"Then you have to come often. Our restaurant is clean and the food is delicious. I'll talk to the boss and give you a discount for this table."

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Someone next to him was ordering food, and the waiter walked away, looking back every few steps.

……

"Lin Zi, I admire your charm." Wang Liming gave a thumbs up.

By the time we had eaten and drunk our fill, it was already past 9 o'clock, and I politely declined the waiter's request for my cell phone number.

It’s not that the waiter is not good enough, it’s just that Lin Yicheng’s requirements are a bit high.

"What do you want to say next? Karaoke or foot washing?" Lin Yicheng asked.

"Next time, before the dormitory is closed, I'll go back and look for their contact information."

"Okay, walk slowly."

Watching Lao Wang leave, Lin Yicheng felt a little touched.

It is also interesting to talk about how the two met. They were eating in the same restaurant, and their eyes accidentally met.

"What are you looking at?" Although Lao Wang looks very gentle with his glasses, men from Northeast China generally have a little bad temper.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Yicheng doesn't like to cause trouble, but he is not afraid of it either.

After that, the two pushed and shoved each other for a few times and were pulled apart by others. After chatting for a few sentences, they found out that they were classmates. They were both a little embarrassed and rushed to pay for each other.

Since we met, we had similar personalities and became good friends and buddies.

……

I returned to the rental house and took a shower first.

Lin Yicheng was not used to living with strangers, not to mention that his own situation should not be known to others.

So when freshman year started, I moved out of the dormitory and rented a house on my own in the name of not disturbing my writing.

I turned on the computer, and the computer started typing away, my hands moving rapidly on the keyboard.

The images of Hu Bayi, Fatty Wang and Shirley Yang appeared on the computer screen.

I would like to ask, which time traveler and plagiarist can ignore "Ghost Blows Out the Light"?

If I don't copy this book, I will be sorry for myself and Tianxia Bachang.

Not to mention the revenue that can be brought by the film and television adaptation of this book, that’s dozens of small goals!
As for "Grave Robbers' Chronicles", to be honest, Lin Yicheng didn't like it very much in his previous life and had never read it.

Therefore, he basically decided to treat "Ghost Blows Out the Light" as his final work, and based on the original work, he would remove the dross and retain the essence, striving for perfection.

After all, "writing" novels is quite time-consuming, but it is still a good way to make the first pot of gold and gain fame.

But if things go well, I will be relatively busy. Whether it is filming a TV series or a movie, the income ratio of "writing" novels is not that high.

After finishing a chapter, Lin Yicheng went to bed to rest.

In the dream, he seemed to be standing on a podium, holding a trophy in his hand, and shouting that he was the box office king. On the day he retired, countless audiences tried to persuade him to stay, saying, "If you don't make movies, what will we ordinary people watch?"

(End of this chapter)