So what if I work with celebrities?

"Is Brigitte Lin coming too?" Xu Zan asked curiously.

The middle-aged man shook his head. "I heard she can't leave because of filming, but her father is back."

The organizers of the hometown association were officials from Shandong, and the most prominent people were National Assembly representatives, one surnamed Shao and the other surnamed Qi.

These representatives from various provinces can almost only serve consecutive terms, since Taiwan cannot hold new elections, and the representatives will most likely remain in office until they die.

The group first chatted in the conference hall of the Grand Hotel, and then took a car to visit places of historical significance in Taipei, such as the Sun Yat-sen Memorial Hall and the Sun Yat-sen Memorial Hall...

When it was lunchtime, the seating arrangement was basically based on social status. Xu Zan was specifically called to the head table, and Qi Jishui asked curiously:

"Why did you suddenly decide to become a director?"

"Ah, Uncle Qi, I love watching movies, and we also secured investment, so we made it."

"Hmm? But you've never filmed one either?" Qi Jishui asked curiously.

"I wonder if Uncle Qi has ever heard the saying, 'A person who knows how to fight will fight!'"

Xu Zan's answer made everyone laugh, finding him very interesting; his words were simple but profound.

These important figures asked him if he needed any help, and he told them the truth, worried that the press office would block his film release.

Uncle Qi patted his chest and said it was a small matter, and he would help with the communication when the time came.

Xu Zan's eyes lit up. Since others had offered such a favor, he naturally wanted to return the favor: "My movie is still missing someone to sing the theme song. Do any of you uncles and elders have any recommendations?"

Uncle Shao suddenly said, "Old Qi, your daughter sings very well, why don't you let her sing?"

"Xiao Yu just sings for fun, it's not as good as you say," Qi Jishui said with a smile, clearly very proud of his daughter.

"Uncle Qi, then you have to help me. The social issues that my play focuses on are female college students, abortion, and the gap between ideals and reality. I designed it in the style of the New Wave!" Xu Zan said.

Uncle Shao chimed in, implying that it would be a huge loss if Qi Yu didn't participate in the song recording. "Old Qi," he said, "young people should try new things and broaden their horizons; it can only benefit their future development!"

Amidst the clinking of glasses and lively conversation, Xu Zan drank heavily for the first time in the two years since his transmigration, returning home tipsy. Today's gathering with fellow countrymen was truly worthwhile; he had gained so much, meeting National Assembly representatives, through whom he could connect with officials from the Information and Cultural Affairs Bureau.

At least now there's a channel for communication regarding film censorship issues, so we won't be completely clueless.

Furthermore, they found Qi Yu, whose song "Olive Tree" remains a classic decades later. The theme song of the drama "Joyful Encounter" will be propelled to stardom, making it a rare dark horse hit of 1975.

If his first movie is a big hit, he'll have more leverage in the gang. These past few days, his Panda Entertainment company's license has been issued, and everything is on track.

"I wonder when I'll run into Brigitte Lin, tsk tsk!"

Ding ding ding~!

A series of urgent knocks sounded on the door.

Xu Zan sat up abruptly, startled awake by the smell of alcohol. Why would someone be knocking on the door in the middle of the night? His expression changed, and he pulled a baseball bat from under the bed.

People from Taiwan love playing baseball, so it's perfectly reasonable for them to have a baseball bat at home, right?

He groped his way into the living room in the dark, turned on the light, and the dim yellow light illuminated the cramped room. He gripped the doorknob with one hand and coldly asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me!"

The voice was weak, but I could still recognize it; it was Tang Chongsheng.

"Damn! It's you? What do you want, coming to see me in the middle of the night?" Xu Zan opened the door, but before he could finish speaking, a figure fell into his arms.

By the light of the room, Tang Chongsheng, whom she was holding, was deathly pale, with dried bloodstains on his face. His clothes were soaked in blood, and she could squeeze blood from the hem of his clothes.

"Holy crap! You're not going to die in my arms, are you? Wake up!"

Xu Zan helped him out the door, "borrowed" a tricycle from a neighbor, and took Tang Chongsheng to the hospital. "Hang in there, we'll be there soon."

"We can't go! We can't go!" Tang Chongsheng said hoarsely, his voice broken. "You're right, Huizhong and I will be in trouble too. Why don't you go after her? I don't trust her with anyone else!"

"Do you think this is a junkyard?" Xu Zan laughed and scolded. "Have you been watching too much crosstalk? True friendship is revealed in times of wealth and poverty, and in times of life and death."

I guess the Northern Alliance had a fight with some gang, and someone was taken away by the police, which is why this kid didn't dare go to the hospital.

After pedaling for more than half an hour, they arrived at a clinic. After knocking on the door for a while, an old man opened it.

"Come in!"

The brothers in the old doctor's gang all call him Lao He. As for his real name, nobody knows. They just know that if any of them are injured, they can come here for free treatment.

Old He cut open Tang Chongsheng's clothes. "Three knife wounds. Luckily, if they were any more off-center, they would have damaged his internal organs. He's tough; he won't die! You help me out!"

Xu Zan looked around but couldn't find any protective suits. Old He scolded her, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and help!"

The small clinic didn't have many safety and hygiene measures. Old He, wearing reading glasses, shakily stitched up Tang Chongsheng's wound. It took him an hour to finish the surgery.

Old He sat there and took a sip of alcohol. "That's spicy enough. He wouldn't have died if he wasn't infected! Is there fighting tonight? I haven't heard anything about it."

"It wasn't us who helped them, it was my friend. He came to my house in the middle of the night and almost died in my arms!" Xu Zan lit a cigarette.

"Give me one, damn it, New Paradise, I don't want it anymore!" Old He threw the cigarette back.

……

Aside from these few incidents, the filming of "Joyful Encounters" went smoothly. Xu Zan played the female lead's first love, and thoroughly experienced the scenes of speeding on motorcycles in her mind.

He rode his motorcycle through the city, left on the mountain roads, and took pictures on the beach.

Every time Hu Huizhong sat in the back, he would deliberately stop and start abruptly, so that Hu Huizhong would suddenly hug him due to inertia.

Enraged, Hu Huizhong punched him on the back a few times.

As the plot unfolds, the female lead, Qi Ying, faces increasing conflict with her first love as he prepares to leave for a rural teaching assignment. Adding to the tension is a mysterious customer with considerable wealth; the contrast only reinforces Qi Ying's belief that her boyfriend is solely focused on his teaching career and neglects their future.

"I'm going to teach in a rural area soon, and we'll have a sex scene later! Get a feel for it first!" Xu Zan said.

"Pah!" Hu Huizhong glared at him coquettishly, then sat down on the stool awkwardly.

She fantasized about whether they would hug and kiss later, and how their heads would move. Would it be a real kiss or something?

Some experienced female classmates said that kissing involves sticking out the tongue.

"Ha, Miss Hu, I haven't even done your makeup yet, why is your face already so red?"

Hu Huizhong lowered her head in embarrassment, calming herself down before raising it again. However, her heart was pounding so hard that she didn't know if the makeup artist next to her could hear her.

"Sister, what were the sex scenes like?" she asked in a voice barely above a whisper.

"That's hard to say, it depends on the script. I've seen scenes where they just roll around together and that's it, and I've also seen scenes where they take off their clothes... and even..." The makeup artist suddenly stopped talking.

"Even what?" Hu Huizhong asked.

The makeup artist whispered in her ear, "Really!"

"what!"

"What do you mean, 'huh'?"

Hu Huizhong quickly turned around and saw that it was Tang Chongsheng. She immediately panicked and said, "It's nothing."

"When did you arrive?"