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The audience below the stage was completely ignited, shouting like a tidal wave.

"Boss Yu is awesome!"

"Thank you, Mr. Yu, for taking our salted fish in!"

Xue Zhiqian straightened up, his face covered in tears.

"That was shortly after Saltyfish Entertainment was established."

"I was filthy like a beggar when I ran to his tiny, runaway 50-square-meter studio."

"He didn't kick me out."

He gave me a glass of water.

"Then they gave me a contract."

"They even gave me an advance of eight thousand yuan in salary."

Xue Zhiqian raised his hand and gestured an eight.

"Eight thousand dollars!"

"I've never met a boss who's so easy to lend money to in my entire life!"

A burst of good-natured laughter erupted from the audience.

"From that day on, I, Xue Zhiqian, swore an oath."

"My life belongs to Boss Yu."

"He tells me to go east, but I will never go west."

"He not only gave me food, but also a place to stay."

He even wrote songs for me.

"Ugly monster, accident, animal world, ambiguity."

"Every single one of them was given to me by him."

"He was the one who made the decision to hold today's concert."

Xue Zhiqian cried uncontrollably and knelt down on the stage.

"Without Boss Yu, there would be no Xue Zhiqian today!"

"I'd probably have starved to death under some bridge long ago!"

"Boss! Thank you!"

"Thank you for helping me achieve my dream!"

He held the microphone and screamed loudly.

Tears fell onto the stage.

Backstage.

Shu Chang's eyes were red.

I sniffed.

"Godfather, Xue Xianyu usually seems carefree, but I didn't expect him to be quite sentimental."

Yu Le was holding a thermos.

The expression on his face showed great disgust.

"That kid, we told him to clean up, but he just put on a melodramatic show for me."

"Your snot is all over the microphone, how disgusting!"

Shu Chang rolled her eyes at him.

"Godfather, you're all talk and no action."

"You were clearly very touched."

Yu Le ignored her.

I took a sip of warm water.

His gaze was fixed on the young man kneeling on the stage, weeping bitterly, on the monitor screen.

on the stage.

Xue Zhiqian knelt on the ground for a full half minute.

He was helped up by a few backup dancers.

He took the tissue offered by the staff and blew his nose forcefully.

"I'm sorry, I've made a fool of myself in front of everyone."

Xue Zhiqian grinned, his eyes red.

"I'm just an easily excitable person."

He raised the microphone.

"at last."

"Thank you everyone."

Thank you for coming to hear me sing.

"See you next time!"

.........

The next day, in the underground parking garage of the Salted Fish Entertainment headquarters building.

Yu Le opened the door of the black van and was about to get in.

Two figures darted out from behind a nearby pillar.

"Boss! Count me in!"

Xue Zhiqian, wearing exaggerated sunglasses and the floral shirt he hadn't changed out of at yesterday's celebration banquet, squeezed into the back seat.

Shu Chang followed closely behind, carrying two cups of soy milk in her hand, and quickly slipped into the carriage.

"Godfather, I'm going too!"

Yu Le stood outside the car door, holding a thermos.

Looking at the two uninvited guests in the car.

"Are you two just bored?"

"He just finished a concert yesterday, why isn't he at home lounging around, instead of coming here to join in the fun?"

Xue Zhiqian took off his sunglasses, revealing two huge dark circles under his eyes.

"Boss, I'm going on a pilgrimage!"

"Sissi is now the leading lady for a big Hollywood director, and I, a little Karami, have to go and learn from her."

Shu Chang nodded vigorously beside him.

"That's right, that's right, Godfather, you're biased! I also want to see Sisi suspended by wires."

Yu Le rolled her eyes at them, annoyed.

"That's a robotic arm, not a wire."

"If you want to go, then stay put and don't make a scene on set."

He got into the passenger seat and closed the door.

The van drove out of the garage and headed towards the super-large green screen photography studio in the suburbs of Beijing.

Arrived at the photography studio.

Push open the heavy, soundproof iron door.

The atmosphere inside was extremely oppressive.

No one was speaking loudly; all the staff were busy working at a tense pace.

Alfonso sat behind the monitor, his hair a mess, holding a cup of cold black coffee.

Yu Le led Xue Zhiqian and Shu Chang to the rest area.

Xue Zhiqian's jaw nearly dropped as he stared at the two enormous twelve-axis industrial robotic arms in the center of the arena.

"Holy crap... this thing looks way too hardcore."

Shu Chang lowered her voice.

"Where's Sissi?"

Yu Le pointed to the air.

Liu Qianqian and Cheng Long are being secured to the front end of the robotic arm.

The two were wearing heavy, specially made spacesuits.

Alfonso held the walkie-talkie, his tone extremely serious.

"Attention all departments."

"Today we're filming scene 56. The space shuttle is decommissioned and heading to the International Space Station."

"You have to be emotionally prepared; this is a life-or-death decision."

"ACtiOn!"

The clapperboard is struck.

The entire room fell silent.

The robotic arm began to move slowly.

On the monitor screen.

Xia Xing, played by Liu Qianqian, was breathing extremely rapidly.

Her helmet visor reflected light and shadows simulating the Earth.

"Yang, the space shuttle is completely destroyed."

"We have no communication, no power."

Cheng Long, who plays Yang Guowei, maintains the composure of a veteran in his tone.

"Xia Xing, listen to me."

"We only have enough oxygen for ninety minutes."

"Ninety minutes later, that debris storm will circle the Earth and hit us again."

"We must use the remaining fuel from our jetpacks to get to the International Space Station."

The two were connected by a thin safety rope.

Struggling forward in the void.

Movements are extremely slow in a weightless state.

Every step forward carries the risk of running out of fuel.

Xue Zhiqian watched from the side, barely daring to breathe.

"Boss, that acting is amazing! I can't even breathe while watching it."

Yu Le unscrewed the thermos and took a sip of water.

"Shut up and watch the show."

The robotic arm continuously adjusts its angle.

The plot moves very quickly.

The two finally spotted the International Space Station in the distance.

But the situation was worse than they had imagined.

The space station suffered severe external damage, with its solar panels broken.

"Damn it."

Jackie Chan shouted into his headset.

"Slow down! Xia Xing, slow down!"

But the jetpack had run out of fuel.

The two crashed into the space station at an extremely high speed.

"Bang!"

Simulated impact sound effects echoed in the studio.

The robotic arm jolted violently.

Liu Qianqian's body tumbled violently in mid-air.

She reached out to grab the handrail on the outside of the space station.

They didn't catch it.

The immense inertia flung her outwards.

Cheng Long caught up from behind.

"Grab my hand!"