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"Then you should study the script carefully during this time," Yu Le said.

Liu Qianqian grabbed the script and plunged into the words.

three days later.

The living room of Shengshi Huating has been transformed into a large-scale pantomime performance venue.

Liu Qianqian was wearing pajamas, with one foot on the edge of the coffee table, and her two hands slowly reaching out in mid-air.

Dongdong, clutching his rugby ball, crouched behind the sofa, his face filled with terror.

"Dad, is my sister... possessed?" Dongdong whispered.

"She's simulating weightlessness in space," Yu Le said as she walked over, carrying a thermos.

Liu Qianqian kept moving, turning her head in slow motion.

"Scene 32 of the script: Ryan is doing repairs outside the capsule when he is hit by debris and loses his grip on gravity, tumbling in space."

Yu Le walked over, stuck out a finger, and poked her shoulder.

Liu Qianqian lost her balance and fell directly onto the carpet.

"Does physics no longer exist?" Yu Le retorted mercilessly. "There's no air resistance in space. If you were bumped into even slightly, you'd spin in circles until you die. What you just experienced wasn't weightlessness; it was like a turtle paddling in the water."

Liu Qianqian lay on the carpet, grabbed a cushion, and threw it at the person.

"Dad! It's easy for you to say that when you're not the one experiencing it! You show me what weightlessness is like!"

Yu Le easily dodged to the side, and the soft pillow landed on the ground.

You can't learn real kung fu at home.

"We need to find a professional place."

Liu Qianqian got up from the carpet.

"A professional place?" She brushed the dust off her pajamas. "Where in China can I find a photography studio that specifically simulates the weightless environment of space?"

"We don't have a photography studio," Yu Le said, holding his thermos and turning to walk towards the balcony. "But there are places that are more professional than a photography studio."

He took out his phone.

I dialed Director Chen's number.

The phone rang three times before it was answered.

"Mr. Yu, you wouldn't come here unless you needed something," Director Chen's cheerful voice came through the receiver.

"Director Chen, there's something I'd like to ask you to help me with." Yu Le looked out the window at the night view of Beijing and spoke calmly, "I'd like to borrow the National Astronaut Training Center."

The other end of the phone went silent instantly.

A full five seconds passed.

The sound of Director Chen gasping for breath reached us just then.

"Mr. Yu, are you running a fever?" Director Chen lowered his voice. "That's a nationally classified unit! It's where astronauts are trained! What are you, a moviemaker, doing there?"

Yu Le remained calm and composed.

I unscrewed the thermos and took a sip of warm water.

"Director Chen, NASA has opened its doors and fully cooperated with Hollywood when it comes to making science fiction films."

"Our country's space program is developing so fast!"

"But ordinary people know too little about these things."

"My movie is called 'Gravity.' It tells the story of an astronaut who encounters danger in space and eventually returns to Earth successfully thanks to our country's 'Tiangong' space station and Shenzhou spacecraft."

Yu Le unleashed his biggest trump card.

"If this film is made, the whole world can see China's space program in movie theaters."

"What a great example of popular science!"

"How significant is this cultural export?"

Director Chen remained silent on the other end of the phone.

As the person in charge of cultural promotion, he was well aware of the weight of Yu Le's words.

Nanjing Photo Studio has just made a remarkable comeback on the international stage.

The above gives Xianyu Entertainment a very high rating.

If the film can truly promote the image of China's aerospace industry to the world, it would be a tremendous achievement.

"How long do you need to borrow it?" Director Chen's tone softened.

"It won't take too long," Yu Le replied. "The main thing is to let my daughter Qianqian experience real weightlessness training, and then borrow the underwater training tank and centrifuge to shoot a few close-up shots."

"Okay." Director Chen gritted his teeth. "I'll submit the report tomorrow. But let me make this clear: whether they're willing to accept it depends on the leadership of the aerospace center."

"Thank you, Director Chen."

........

three days later.

Suburbs of Beijing.

National Astronaut Research and Training Center.

A black minivan slowly drove into the compound after passing through three strict checkpoints.

Liu Qianqian was wearing sportswear and had no makeup on.

Looking out the window at the massive, technologically advanced buildings, she couldn't help but swallow.

Yu Le sat beside him, flipping through the documents in his hand.

"Scared?" Yu Le didn't even look up.

"Who's afraid?" Liu Qianqian puffed out her chest. "I've studied martial arts."

The car was parked in front of the training hall.

The instructor in charge of the liaison was surnamed Lei, a dark-skinned, upright soldier.

Instructor Lei frowned deeply as he watched Liu Qianqian get off the bus.

"President Yu." Instructor Lei shook hands with Yu Le, but his gaze scrutinized Liu Qianqian critically. "I received orders from my superiors to assist you in the training experience."

He paused, his tone extremely stern.

"But let me make it clear from the beginning, this is a place to train astronauts, not a playground for celebrities to put on a show."

"The training intensity here is so high that many strong and healthy adult men can't handle it."

"If she can't handle the hardship, she can quit at any time, and I will not try to stop her. But I hope that every minute I'm here, I won't hear any of her delicate complaints."

Liu Qianqian pursed her lips.

My temper flared up.

"Instructor, I won't quit." She looked directly into Instructor Lei's eyes.

Instructor Lei twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Change your clothes." He pointed towards the changing room. "Let's try out the neutral buoyancy tank first."

After half an hour.

Liu Qianqian changed into a specially made simulated spacesuit.

This outfit weighs 120 kilograms.

Even with the help of a crane, the weight of the garment made it difficult for her to breathe.

The huge circular water tank is ten meters deep.

Inside are life-size models of space station modules.

"Get in the water," Instructor Lei gave the order over the walkie-talkie.