Huayu: I'm just opening a treasure chest, why are you shaking your leg?

Zhou Yang smiled and stopped in his tracks.

There were two things he really wanted to know.

First, how did Han Cheng find out about the system script and steal it?

Second, did Jiang Wen actually finish watching it?

"I really want to know."

He turned around, walked to the sofa, and sat down.

Jiang Wen sat on the sofa opposite him.

A short while later.

Han Cheng brought over two bottles of baijiu (Chinese liquor) and several wine glasses.

"Pour it up."

Jiang Wen readily agreed.

Drop yo.

Han Cheng was truly honest; he poured the entire container, more than three ounces.

Zhou Yang revealed a slight smirk, thinking to himself:

"Trying to get me drunk? And then take the script?"

"It's not that easy!"

He had been a little skeptical just now, wondering if Jiang Wen had actually finished reading it.

Now he was absolutely certain.

Jiang Wen definitely didn't finish reading it.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have kept him and used baijiu (Chinese liquor) as a substitute.

So...

Only one question remains.

He began:

"Han Cheng, you little brat, you stole the script from my cabinet, didn't you?"

Han Chenggang finished pouring the wine, his face bitter, and did not respond.

Instead, she turned to look at Jiang Wen, as if asking if she could speak.

Jiang Wen smiled and said:

"Don't worry, I'll tell you the whole story, word for word!"

"Come on, nice to meet you, young man, let's have a drink."

Zhou Yang crossed his legs and shook his head:

"You're not going to tell me, huh? I'm leaving."

Jiang Wen quickly said:

"Alright, let's talk first and then drink. Go ahead and say it."

Seeing that Jiang Wen had spoken, Han Cheng told him everything in detail.

Zhou Yang listened and finally understood.

It turns out that Han Cheng is Jiang Wen's nephew.

The Sun Also Rises is an art film written, directed and acted by Jiang Wen in Jiayuguan and Dunhuang, Yunnan.

Having just finished filming, I met up with Zhou Yun, Chen Chong, and some other staff members to visit the Great Wall.

The staff and everyone else went back.

Jiang Wen thought of his nephew, Han Cheng.

So he called and said he would come to the Beijing Film Academy to see him.

Han Cheng was overjoyed.

Without his uncle, he would never have been able to get into the Beijing Film Academy.

I've wanted to follow Jiang Wen to different film sets for a long time to learn how to shoot and broaden my horizons.

If Jiang Wen were to come to the school to see him, all he had to do was say some nice things and promise to study hard.

Maybe his uncle will agree to let him go with the film crew.

However, a coincidence occurred.

This afternoon.

I'm about to see my uncle.

Han Cheng then wanted to dress up and wash his hair to make himself more energetic.

But his shampoo is no good, not as good as Chen Yue's.

I went next door and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Chen Yue and his two friends went to an internet cafe to play World of Warcraft; they weren't in their dorm room.

Han Cheng naturally couldn't get the door opened.

But Han Cheng was a formidable man; there was a small wire hook under the bed that could easily open many locks.

With a snap, I easily opened the door by taking a piece of wire.

Han Cheng immediately burst into laughter.

Zhou Yang spoke up:

"Why did you break into my cabinet to get shampoo?"

Han Cheng chuckled:

"Zhou Yang, I've read the script you wrote a few days ago."

"One of the essays, 'A Bright Day Under the Sun,' bears some resemblance to my uncle's award-winning essay, 'A Sunny Day.'"

"Haha, of course, the connotation is very one-sided, and it's far from my uncle's sunny days?"

"But when I watched it, I just thought it was nice."

"Whether it's good or bad, only my uncle can see for himself and figure it out."

"My uncle is coming today, so I opened your cabinet to show him later..."

"Ahem!!" Zhou Yang interrupted him, saying coldly:

"It's not just opening, it's prying open, it's stealing!!"

Han Cheng didn't dare to talk back, because his uncle Jiang Wen liked Zhou Yang very much. He just blushed, lowered his head, and didn't say a word.

Zhou Yang smiled faintly.

The rest of the story is unnecessary to tell.

Han Cheng wanted the manuscript of "The Brilliant Days Under the Sun".

But at a glance, I noticed the system script above.

Han Cheng was a man who indulged in eating, drinking, and having fun.

But I also know some photography knowledge.

Upon opening it, the filming techniques were crystal clear, and the value of the system script became immediately apparent.

They quickly found Jiang Wen at the Taihang Mountain Hotel.

Zhou Yang chuckled a few times:

"Now that I've heard the story, it's time for me to go."

This startled Jiang Wen:

"What?! You're leaving?! The script you have is useless now!!"

"Really??" Zhou Yang raised an eyebrow and said awkwardly.

"Okay, I like waste paper."

Without stopping, he walked outside.

"Wait... young man, I really like your script. I'll buy it. Name your price."

Jiang Wen called out from behind.

Zhou Yang waved his hand: "I'm not buying."

"Ten thousand."

"No."

"Twenty thousand."

"No."

Thirty thousand.

"No."

"fifty thousand."

"No."

"One price, 100,000."

"Not for sale, not for any price."

Jiang Wen was furious, gritting his teeth:

"Well, you little brat, you don't know the times and you're too arrogant!"

"I'm telling you, I've read the whole script, and I'll film every single shot without missing a single detail."

"Hahaha... I'll turn your script into a complete blank sheet of paper, like toilet paper!!"

Zhou Yang paused after hearing this.

"..."

Is Jiang Wen declaring war on him?

A top-notch director.

Jiang Wen, who won an award at the Venice Film Festival.

He actually approached a young man.

Or is it some unknown young college student declaring war?

Zhou Yang pondered for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth.

"Declare war??"

"Great! I'm also curious to see if the system's techniques can crush a top-tier director!"

Furthermore,

Competing against a renowned director like Jiang Wen is itself a form of intangible publicity.

Even if the movies they make are bad, they'll still be much better than before.

He slowly turned around and said in surprise:

"Director Jiang, did I mishear you, or are you just out of your mind?"

Jiang Wen's face was flushed red; he was clearly furious.

"You heard me right, I made myself very clear, I'm going to film the script in your hand because... I've read it word for word!"

"Sure, take as many pictures as you want, I won't sue you!" Zhou Yang spread his hands, very generously.

But in Jiang Wen's eyes, it became a blatant provocation!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Jiang Wen gasped for breath:

"Well done, kid. I really misjudged you. You've got guts!"

"Your script is quite good, yet you're so arrogant!"

"Great, let's see who you sell your script to, and who would dare to buy it!"

"Because I took the picture first, it was just a stack of waste paper."

Zhou Yang, showing no sign of weakness, smiled and said:

"Go ahead and film. Best of luck."

Jiang Wen sneered:

"Kid, I'm giving you one last chance. Sell it to me, or it'll become—worthless paper!"

Zhou Yang squinted, laughed a few times, and said righteously:

"I choose the latter, it's just a piece of paper!"

After saying this, he left.

Only Jiang Wen and Han Cheng remained in the room.

The two remained silent for a long time.

Han Cheng spoke first:

"Uncle, Uncle, that kid's gone. It's alright, I can steal it again!"

Jiang Wen's face darkened:

"Forget it, if I steal it again, I'll become a despicable person!"

"No, I stole it. I'm the one who's a scoundrel," Han Cheng quickly said.

"That's enough. Are there any internet cafes nearby?" Jiang Wen asked.

Yes, there is one not far away.

"Okay, let's go to an internet cafe first and record the plot and scenes from the script."

...

Zhou Yang left the hotel and walked straight back to the Beijing Film Academy campus without stopping.

The system's script is too compelling.

Who knows what impulsive things Jiang Wen might do?

For example, forcibly seizing property or threatening with a knife.

Although the possibility is slim.

After all, Jiang Wen is a first-rate director, but he hasn't reached that level yet.

But there are always dangers.

Back on the Beijing Film Academy campus, even if Jiang Wen was incredibly bold, he wouldn't dare to threaten her in the dormitory.

"Heh, isn't that a bit ridiculous?"

Zhou Yang walked down the street and couldn't help but laugh:

"Han Cheng is actually Jiang Wen's brother-in-law??"

"Ahem... It's my nephew."

"Luckily, I didn't finish watching it all, otherwise I would have been doomed!"

"Even if it's a top-tier director like Jiang Wen, I'm willing to give it a shot, as long as I haven't watched it all the way through!"

He certainly wasn't going to sell the script.

That would be such a waste.

He wanted to film it himself.

Before that, they needed to find Jing Tian and persuade her to agree to shoot a music video.

We need to secure some initial funding before we can attract investment and continue making the system-themed movies.

As Zhou Yang walked towards the Beijing Film Academy campus, he kept thinking that he would go to the acting department when he got back, and maybe he would run into Jing Tian.