Chapter 32: A

"If I'm not mistaken, damn it, delete these fucking repetitive actions!"

"This movie that's been playing for half an hour has at most ten minutes of plot!"

"No, this movie, damn it, has absolutely no plot at all..."

"It's a complete mess from start to finish, making people's blood pressure skyrocket!"

"It's too damn eye-bleeding!"

"..."

The movie "Sun Wukong vs. Superman 2" is still playing.

It has already been playing for half an hour.

The seats that were nearly full have now emptied out by nearly a third!

This movie is all commerce, with not a single bit of art...

No, it should be said that the artistic content of this movie is simply too high, too high!

Those movie fans who came rushing over, where had they ever seen such "artistic" content in a "masterpiece"?

Their fragile worldviews couldn't withstand the shock brought by this "masterpiece"; they were shattered into pieces, just short of kneeling on the ground, trembling, and worshipping!

They, these mortals, He Deheneng, how dare they look directly at the gods?

Time passed bit by bit.

The movie has already been playing for nearly an hour.

In the cinema, more and more people were leaving, cursing.

But, there were still about half the people left...

Whether it was because they felt bad about the money or for some other reason, they were still sitting in the cinema, staring straight at the movie...

They saw the so-called "space-time turbulence" in the screen start again!

Sun Wukong and the China Superman were suddenly transported to a shop named 【Four-Ling Auto Repair Shop】.

And then what?

What did they see?

They saw the movie's BOSS.

Yes, the movie's BOSS suddenly appeared out of nowhere, out of nowhere, wanting to rule the world and enslave humanity!

This sudden...

How exactly should one describe it?

It's like, in the original world, an actor with the surname Xiang, while chatting with the female lead, suddenly touched his nose, slapped his own face hard, and then continued touching his nose before running away on foot...

Or like, while driving, the driver suddenly said he needed to pee, then squatted down without peeing, but instead pulled down his pants and took a shit...

Yes, it's just that logically chaotic...

"This damn thing is practically inserting a movie into an advertisement..."

"Did the audience pay to come watch an advertisement?"

"..."

Sitting in the very back row, the pirate vendor Li Dongqiang stared dumbfounded at that pile of props rotten to the extreme, and at the scene of Sun Wukong and the China Superman Yan Shuangying charging at that big BOSS!

Yesterday!

When he heard that the source for "Superman 2" was suspected to have leaked, Li Dongqiang was both shocked and incredulous!

What shocked him was that "Superman 2" hadn't even been released yet; he heard that some domestic cinema chains hadn't even received the source, so how could it possibly have leaked?

What was incredible was that even if the source for "Superman 2" had leaked, how could it possibly be playing in small, obscure cinemas like 【Feihe Cinema】 and 【Tianniao Cinema】...

With this curious and investigative mood, Li Dongqiang abandoned the recording of today's premiere martial arts movie "Yan Shier" and ran here...

But who would have thought...

This movie, which had been pinned with such high hopes, actually did this to him!

He panted heavily, glancing slightly at the camera in his hand.

At this moment, he felt his body and soul had been completely drained by this "masterpiece".

At this moment, he finally understood why, when he carried the camera in, none of these staff members stopped him, and even when he turned on the camera to film, everyone seemed not to see him at all.

They weren't blind; they just didn't care at all!

Damn it!

Could they care?

This movie has been made into such a form that heaven is angry and people resent it; recording for one more minute is wasting life!

In fact, Li Dongqiang even suspected that after finishing the recording, his camera would explode!

You say, piracy?

If this kind of piracy got out on the market, it would be strange if it wasn't cursed to death!

Li Dongqiang instinctively glanced at the empty seat beside him.

More than ten minutes ago, there were still several colleagues carrying cameras to record piracy sitting beside him...

More than ten minutes later, this group of colleagues simply couldn't endure the torture of this movie anymore and ran away as if fleeing!

At this very moment, the surroundings were completely empty!

Just as Li Dongqiang was preparing to accept his bad luck and stand up to run away...

He saw not far away, a figure walking towards him with a smile!

"Hello..."

"Y-you, hello…"

He stared at the smiling figure wearing glasses.

"Why didn't you record it?"

"I…"

Li Dongqiang flinched slightly: "I, I… you're…"

"Oh, I'm the chief director, producer, producer, and screenwriter of *Sun Wukong vs. Superman 2*…"

When Li Dongqiang heard this, he shot to his feet, his skull ringing.

Could this man really have made such an inhuman movie?

"Brother, you must be into pirated copies, right?"

"I, I, no, no, I didn't mean that, I didn't mean that, I didn't film it, I really didn't film it…" At these words, Li Dongqiang froze in shock, his voice stuttering.

"Why are you afraid? I'm not asking you to pay copyright fees…" Zhou Yang, seeing his expression, shook his head and sat down beside him: "Why did you stop filming?"

"I… I… I…"

"What do you think of this movie?" Zhou Yang didn't look at him; instead, he smiled warmly at the screen far away, where the film showed "epic combat" and "punches that landed with bone-cracking force."

"This movie… this… it's well-made… very…" At this moment, Li Dongqiang's mind was blank, still stuttering as he nodded.

"Haha, if you think it's good, that's right! Keep recording!"

"Huh?"

"I mean, turn on your camera and keep recording. This movie's so good, pirated copies will sell like crazy. Let's collaborate—fifty-fifty split, how about it?"

"??? "

"What's the point of making pirated DVDs all the time? If you're going to do it, do Authorized Zhengban. What do you think? Don't worry—I'm authorizing you to record it!"

"??? "

"I've got many more movies coming. When they're ready, I'll authorize you to sell them all. What do you say?"

"I, I, I… I've got something to do. Maybe I'll leave now, or maybe another day, another day…"

"If you step out, I'll call the police. The state is cracking down hard on piracy right now. See that camera? That camera's been recording you recording pirated copies… You know what'll happen if I report you, right?"

"I…" Li Dongqiang stared at the camera far away, his eyes widening.

That camera had been filming his position since the very beginning…

Like some long-planned conspiracy!

"Next scene, I'll reserve a VIP seat just for you… Work with me, let's get rich together. I'll make many more films. Oh, and I can authorize you to handle distribution too—I won't let you lose out…"

"Zhou… Director Zhou, I'm selling these DVDs on the market and corrupting people… I… I… I'll have a son with no anus…"

As Li Dongqiang muttered to himself, he looked again at the big screen.

At this moment, on the big screen:

A cloud of dust rolled thickly.

Inside the dust, China's Superman Yan Shuangying panted heavily, in front of everyone, took a bite of an egg labeled 【A Li Fast Food Shop】, knelt on his knees, roared toward the distance like an unyielding warrior, and slowly rose to his feet…

"One epic egg from 【A Li Fast Food Shop】—packed with immense power to save the world!"

"As China's Superman, I cannot retreat!"

"I absolutely cannot retreat!"

"Behind me lies the hope of the entire Earth—so long as the flame of hope burns, the world shall not perish!"

"Cosmic Superman Beam! China's Tyrant Roar! Heaven and Earth Tyrant Fist!"

"…"

Lines so awkward they reached the heavens!

Straight to the crown of the head!

Soul-shattering, making him shudder violently.

He closed his eyes in despair.

Fuck!

He shouldn't have come!

"Then I'll call the police. My movie may be high in artistic merit, but it's still Authorized Zhengban. Even if I don't make much, even a mosquito's worth of meat counts… And I don't believe you've got no criminal record…"

"I…"

"Will you cooperate or not?"

"Cooperate, cooperate—I'll record, I'll record…" Li Dongqiang, seeing Zhou Yang's smiling face, nodded frantically, picked up the camera, and began recording!

Fuck!

What the hell!

He'd never in his life met a director who forced a pirate to record his own movie…

……….

As he kept recording!

He suddenly felt something was off!

The adults were all cursing, but the children brought here… seemed…

Wait!

These kids, aged seven or eight, seemed… really excited?