Entertainment Era: My Good Sister Is All Over the World

People who go to bed early naturally wake up early as well.

—Murong Mei, *Nameless Town* (1979)

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The crew of "Let the Bullets Fly" filmed in Jiangmen for over a month, and after the initial adjustment period, they now have a very good working relationship.

Many of the key scenes were completed quite smoothly, and everyone plans to finish filming the remaining scenes in one go.

Just then, Chen Huaikai received a call from Yanjing.

The call came from a leader of China Film Group, who ordered him in stern terms to immediately stop filming and to take the completed film reels back to Beijing for censorship.

Huang Wenbin, a screenwriter, also returned to Beijing with them.

The reason is simple: someone wrote to the higher authorities to report the crew of the film "Let the Bullets Fly".

There are two main charges.

Regarding these two charges, not only Chen Huaikai and Huang Wenbin, but even the actors in the crew felt baffled.

Regarding the sex scene, there is only one left in this version, which is the scene between Zhang Mazi and the county magistrate's wife. There is no nudity in it; he simply places his hand on the county magistrate's wife's chest.

Moreover, during filming, Yang Zaibao was only pressing the button lightly; it was a camera trick.

How could this be categorized as offensive to public morals?!

This is purely a bunch of idle trolls who have nothing better to do than force this connection.

These people have sensitive skin in their eyes, nose, and mouth, and their associative abilities are extraordinary; they can always think of things that others cannot.

Zhang Muzhi in the movie is clearly an old-fashioned revolutionary who did not truly connect with the masses, so he ultimately failed.

The teachers always kept the people in mind, and the revolution succeeded, leading to the founding of the new China.

I can't think of any other reason besides ulterior motives.

"Forget it, the National Congress of Literary and Art Circles is coming soon anyway, so let's just stop filming."

During the meeting, Chen Huaikai sighed, then said to the others, "Everyone should take a month off, and we'll definitely continue filming. This little incident won't bother me."

"Wenbin, you have to come back to Beijing with me today!" Chen Huaikai looked at Huang Wenbin apologetically. "You're only 19 years old, and I never expected you to have to go through this kind of turmoil."

Huang Wenbin wasn't so afraid: "How can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain?"

"Haha, what spirit!" Yang Zaibao gave Huang Wenbin a thumbs up upon hearing this: "Good lad, I like guys like you!"

Ge Cunzhuang was also very satisfied with Huang Wenbin, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with this book. I have some connections, so I'll make a guarantee for you."

Although Jiao Huang was born in Beijing, he was an actor in the Shanghai Youth Drama Troupe and had no connections in Beijing, so it was difficult for him to get close to anyone.

"Thank you all, but it's not that complicated, just a little breeze."

Chen Huaikai is almost sixty years old. He originally wanted to make a few more films that would be remembered in film history before he retired.

Unexpectedly, before it's even finished, some people are already getting impatient.

That evening, Chen Huaikai, along with Huang Wenbin and the photographer with film, took the train back to Yanjing.

They arrived at Yanjing Railway Station in the early hours of the third day. As soon as they got off the train, guards came to greet them, indicating that things had really gotten out of hand.

Soon, the three were taken to a large hall.

Several people had already gathered here, including Wang Yang, the director of Beijing Film Studio, and two deputy directors.

There were a few people Huang Wenbin didn't recognize, and Chen Huaikai introduced them to him as factory directors from other major factories and well-known directors.

With such a large entourage, it seems getting through won't be so easy.

A moment later, a middle-aged man in a suit walked in.

This person was a leader from the Ministry of Radio, Film and Television. He got straight to the point and said, "The reason we are holding this meeting today is because we received a letter of complaint. Someone reported that the crew of 'Let the Bullets Fly' at Beijing Film Studio filmed scenes that were offensive to public morals. So we asked everyone to come and discuss this, to determine the truth of the matter, and to set a tone for future films."

He talked on and on for a long time, almost treating "Let the Bullets Fly" as a monstrous flood, as if it were an unforgivable crime.

When Wang Yang saw this person stand up to speak, he couldn't help but frown.

Because this person is Xiang Jiexin, the deputy director of Beijing Film Studio. Although he is not his old subordinate, they have worked together for many years. I didn’t expect him to suddenly start a fight and sing a dissenting tune in the studio. Could it be that he wrote the letter of complaint?

Chen Huaikai was also quite dissatisfied with this Deputy Factory Director Xiang, because this was the same person who had previously obstructed him from making feature films and forced him to keep making opera films.

Huang Wenbin couldn't hold back any longer and said, "I'd like to ask this comrade, do you have any proof? If not, it's slander."

"What kind of child are you? Who gives you the right to speak here!" Xiang Jiexin glared at Huang Wenbin with displeasure.

"He is the screenwriter of 'Let the Bullets Fly'," Chen Huaikai said casually.

"No wonder!" Xiang Jiexin stared coldly at Huang Wenbin: "It's you, kid. You must be dealt with seriously as a warning to others."

Huang Wenbin couldn't help but chuckle: "You still haven't answered my question."

"I already said that!" Xiang Jiexin couldn't help but rebuke, "The name you gave the protagonist is inherently malicious, Mu Zhi Ma Zi, isn't that obvious? And using horses to pull a train, isn't that clear enough?"

Huang Wenbin asked with a smile, "May I ask your name, sir?"

Chen Huaikai was taken aback for a moment, because he had just whispered the man's name to Huang Wenbin.

No one else knew what Huang Wenbin was planning!

"I might as well tell you. My name is Xiang Jiexin. Jie means 'to mind,' and Xin means 'new world.'" Xiang Jiexin wasn't afraid of a young upstart. He said coldly, "I entered the industry in the 1950s. I've written more screenplays than you've eaten meals."

Huang Wenbin smiled, then suddenly slammed his hand on the table, pointed at the leader who was rushing towards Jiexin, and said, "Sir, arrest him quickly! He's about to defect!"

These words shocked everyone present, leaving them completely stunned!

"You're spouting nonsense!" Xiang Jiexin was also terrified.

The leader was also somewhat displeased and said to Huang Wenbin, "Don't make baseless accusations; this is not a place for child's play!"

"Listen carefully, his name is Xiang Jiexin." Huang Wenbin directly retaliated in kind, giving him a taste of his own medicine: "He has a heart that leans towards Chiang Kai-shek; he is clearly a traitor!"

Xiang Jiexin was so angry he was practically grinding his teeth to powder: "This is the 'new' of the new world!"

"That's even worse!" Huang Wenbin cursed. "You actually said that's the new world over there? You're utterly wicked!"

Xiang Jiexin couldn't take it anymore and retorted, "This is baseless accusation! You're trying to slander a veteran comrade with just a few words!"

"You know you can't slander someone based on just a few words!"

Huang Wenbin sneered, then sat down without saying anything.

However, the effect conveyed was immediate.

Chen Huaikai couldn't help but smile, no longer looking nervous.

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(Xiang Jiexin is a fictional character and has no real-life counterpart.)