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Chapter 608 Sit down, what's the rush? I think we should consult with the authorities about this...

The room was in a state of chaos, like ruins.
In a dark and cramped room, a dozen or so people were led into a room in a panic.

As soon as we entered, intense gunfire erupted outside, accompanied by bursts of Arabic language.

His tone was urgent, irritable, and filled with murderous intent.

The three armed police officers did not enter the room. Instead, they exchanged glances, and the leader gave tactical hand signals, quickly making arrangements.

"You come with me to establish the defense line, and you stay behind as the last line of defense!"

After a simple setup, the lead armed police officer, accompanied by another armed police officer, went forward to establish a forward defense line in the corridor and corners outside the room.

The other went into the room to establish the last line of defense.

Soon, the enemy's movements grew closer. The two armed police officers exchanged a glance, sneered, and both showed disdain.

Why are you making such a loud noise? Are you afraid I won't notice?
Immediately, the two men disengaged the safety on their Type 95-1 assault rifles and Type 95 squad automatic weapons.

Soon, the footsteps grew louder and louder.

Just as the enemy reached the middle of the corridor, two armed police officers suddenly rushed out from around the corner.

Bang bang bang bang!
The squad machine guns unleashed a hail of bullets, instantly suppressing the six or seven enemies in the corridor.

Bang, bang, bang!
The rhythmic gunfire of the 95-1 rang out, with precise shots being fired one by one.

In just a moment, the enemy fell down amidst splattering blood.

Without hesitation, the two charged forward, the machine gunner standing guard with his gun, and the rifleman firing a second shot, each hitting the head.

But the next moment, footsteps sounded again, and a figure appeared at the end of the corridor.

Almost the instant the shadow flashed, the armed police machine gunner pulled the trigger.

The speed was so fast that it was impossible to react.

Bang bang bang bang!
Meanwhile, the armed police rifleman performed a smooth and efficient reloading maneuver. With a quick turn of his Type 95 rifle and a push and hook with his right hand, the reloading was completed in an instant.

He's incredibly handsome!
Then came the alternating cover and retreat.

At the end of the corridor, after being pulled back to the cover by Qi Hui, Lao Ling broke out in a cold sweat.

The bullet grazed his body.

"Prepare the grenades!" Qi Hui shouted.

Before the words were finished, the gunfire in the corridor stopped abruptly: "Who goes there?"

Chinese!

"The Chinese Navy!" Qi Hui replied.

"Chinese Armed Police!" the other party replied.

The brief conversation ended before the roaring Flight 95 finally came to a stop.

Old Ling breathed a sigh of relief and stepped out from behind the cover. His distinctive Type 95 rifle and Type 07 desert camouflage also relieved the two armed police officers.

"Comrade, your marksmanship is really fierce!" Old Ling punched the other man: "I wasn't even out of the box, how were you aiming?"

"What are you aiming for? Just draw your gun and fire!" The armed police machine gunner grinned and replied firmly, "If you can't hit the enemy, won't you at least scare them away?"

"That's called absolutely fast, relatively accurate!"

"Great, cut!" the assistant director shouted, and the shot was finished.

"Prepare for the next shot," the executive director continued, waving to Qi Hui.

Qi Hui nodded and continued acting as the script supervisor clapped the clapperboard.

……

Imperial Capital
While Qi Hui was engaged in a tense battle in Morocco, Guo Fan was also fighting fiercely in the capital.

He was debating with a group of scholars... oh, I mean a group of screenwriters!
The "Wandering Earth" project is currently holding a script discussion meeting. China Film Group has only completed the project proposal and barely written a story outline. The specific script still needs to be written by Guo Fan.

Guo Fan initially gathered eight editors, including himself and Gong Geer, to start working on the script.

However… the eight of them had some disagreements. After discussion, they came to two conclusions regarding how to adapt "The Wandering Earth".

One adaptation starts from the era of brakes, while the other adapts a story related to the "Jupiter Crisis".

In other words, whether to start filming according to the chronological order of the original novel.

Qi Hui might be somewhat surprised here, because these two opinions refer to the stories of "The Wandering Earth 2" and "The Wandering Earth 1," respectively.
The disagreement within Guo Fan's screenwriting team lies in which story should be filmed first.
"I stand by my decision," a male editor wearing black-rimmed glasses said in a deep voice.

"The story begins in the era of brakes, which will make the world-building more complete and more appealing to fans of the original work."

"This is the first point, everyone: don't forget the lesson of 'Chronicles of the Ghostly Tribe'!"

He whipped Lu Chuan's corpse, looked around, and slowly said:

"Secondly, it can make the character's fate more tragic and fatalistic."

"Liu Peiqiang is an unavoidable figure. If we film Jupiter Crisis first, then when we go back to film Brake Era, the audience will clearly know that Liu Peiqiang will not die."

"This is a huge blow to the character's development!"

"Another point is that it can avoid the narrative burden of subsequent works."

"If we film the Jupiter crisis first, wouldn't the key crises like the explosion of the moon and the launch of Earth lack suspense?"

"The audience already knows from the Jupiter crisis that these things are bound to succeed, so what's the tension left?"

Guo Fan smoked a cigarette, his brows furrowed amidst the lingering aroma of the smoke.

Screenwriter Yan is absolutely right; every single point he made is correct.

This is why, despite holding several meetings, he was unable to make a decision.

"Old Yan, I disagree with your statement," Gong Geer objected, saying in a deep voice, "If we film the era of braking first, then we'll need a lot of dialogue scenes to lay the groundwork."

"Using a lot of dialogue to build a world view can easily lead to a loss of audience!"

"Furthermore, we have absolutely no experience with special effects such as space elevators and digital life forms, and we have no idea where to begin."

“At least we have real images to refer to for special effects like Jupiter and other star systems, or space stations. But a space elevator is pure science fiction, and we have to design it from scratch.”

"This kind of special effect is much more difficult to achieve than the Jupiter crisis that ignited Jupiter."

"Finally, there's Liu Peiqiang. If we filmed the Jupiter crisis first, Liu Peiqiang's sacrifice would resonate with the audience."

"Without the groundwork laid by the Jupiter crisis, Liu Peiqiang's character wouldn't stand out much compared to the other characters."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other two or three editors chimed in in agreement.

However, Yan and several other screenwriters offered their rebuttals once again.

The meeting room erupted into a heated argument, with both sides having valid points.

Gong Ge'er's side focuses on factors outside the work itself, such as commercial risks, technical barriers, and the groundwork and shaping of the character's emotions.

Screenwriter Yan focuses on the story itself, the development of the world-building, the tragic fate of the characters, and the burden that will exist in subsequent narratives.

These screenwriters have different focuses: some prioritize the film itself, while others prioritize the story.
They're all right, and no one is wrong!
Liu Yuxi wrote a poem: "Peach blossoms adorn the mountaintops, spring waters of the Shu River lap against the mountains; the fleeting beauty of the blossoms mirrors my lover's heart, the endless flow of the waters reflects my deep sorrow."
The river flows swiftly, crashing against the mountains. What is called "river and mountain" is actually "river and mountain"... cough cough cough, sorry, I've gone off-topic!

Guo Fan quickly composed himself; in short, he was now facing a choice between two options.

He already had some ideas of his own, but... he needed someone to help him solidify his resolve.

"Alright." Guo Fan tapped the table, stopping the editors' discussion from turning into an argument.
"I know what you're thinking, and I also have some ideas on how to do it."

Upon hearing this, screenwriter Yan looked anxious and quickly stood up: "Director, how should we change it?"

"Sit down, what's the rush?" Guo Fan said slowly, "There are differences of opinion, and you each have your own ideas."

Guo Fan looked around and slowly said, "So I think we should consult with the investors of our project about this matter."

"Uh..." Editor Yan paused for a moment, "Who is it?"

"Qi Hui," Guo Fan said slowly, "I'll make a phone call."

(End of this chapter)