Chapter 39: Invasion of Superman 2!

What movie is this?

I don’t know… never heard of it…

Fuck, “Sun Wukong vs Superman 2”? What the hell is this? Better than “Superman 2”?

This movie… fuck, is it really that brutal?

This…

These people are audacious—daring to openly challenge “Superman 2” here? Isn’t this basically a declaration of war?

…

At eight o’clock, the sunlight was bright and brilliant.

Under the sunlight.

Countless media outlets and fans instinctively turned toward the minivan nearby!

The minivan was ancient…

Its wheels were rusted, tires cracked—clearly a relic.

On the roof sat a loudspeaker, cycling a funeral-like soundtrack while blaring loud, carnival-style announcements: “Good news! Good news!”

Along the side doors were plastered chaotic, mismatched promotional posters.

On them: Sun Wukong, fierce and majestic…

Superman, face blurred, heroically lifting a plane…

Beside the posters, in the most prominent spot, were written in multiple languages: “Sun Wukong vs Superman 2,” plus English, French, Japanese versions…

Even more brazenly, one line read: 【Crushes Superman 2—Global Premiere!】

When they saw those words!

Everyone froze.

What the hell are these people doing?

Next moment, countless people rushed over with cameras and recorders.

They sensed a major story.

…………………………

Can’t you get it started?

It won’t start!

This…

Fuck, I told you to check the car before driving!

Who knew it’d break down here?

Don’t open the windows or doors—just wait here for repairs…

…

Inside the minivan.

As more and more menacing security guards and excited media surged toward them, Shen Long and Shen Hu panicked instantly.

They cowered inside, trembling, too scared to step out.

Their original plan: drive slowly around Huaying International Cinema to attract attention…

If no one came, they’d crawl along; if anyone rushed over, they’d floor the gas and flee!

They’d fully apply Zhou Zong’s strategy: “The enemy retreats, we advance; the enemy advances, we retreat”—promoting the movie while staying safe!

But…

Fuck!

Who knew this damn van would break down right here?

Hello, what’s your meaning…

Drive away immediately!

Hello, we’re from Southern Entertainment. May we ask—what movie is this?

Hello, I’m Lin Chong from Beijing Movie Daily. What are you doing here?

I heard Huasheng Brothers are furious about not securing the Superman 2 rights. Are you sent by them?

…

Journalists, sensing a major story, swarmed the minivan, surrounding it completely as Shen Long and Shen Hu stared in panic.

Through Shen Long’s window, the flashing lights…

He opened his mouth, mind blank.

This unexpected event left him utterly lost.

Chen Jianfeng, behind the wheel, was frantic as a ant on a hot pan, repeatedly trying to restart the engine—but the damn minivan was completely dead.

He’d tried to find a mechanic or tow truck number, flipping through his classmate list, asking Shen Long and Shen Hu for hours…

Then he suddenly realized…

This van was borrowed from Siling Auto Repair, and only Zhou Zong had their number—they had none!

Plus, no one else knew the tow truck number…

Looking out at the frenzied media…

Chen Jianfeng turned pale, listening to the relentless blaring of “Good news! Good news!” He swallowed hard.

But he dared not open the door or turn off the roof speaker…

What if they dragged him out, and then…

He!

Just as Chen Jianfeng felt on the verge of collapse…

Suddenly, he spotted a familiar figure pushing through the crowd.

Seeing that figure, Chen Jianfeng nearly cried.

Zhou Zong had arrived!

…………………………

Sorry!

Excuse me, please make way!

We’re sorry—our car broke down. We didn’t mean to cause trouble. It’s purely a mechanical failure!

Any questions, ask me. I’m Zhou Yang, General Manager of Xuan Shi Entertainment. This movie, “Sun Wukong vs Superman 2,” is ours.

Yes, yes!

It’s a film we poured our hearts into—blending Eastern wuxia combat with Western fantasy and sci-fi…

We’re not here to disrupt. We…

…

A short distance away.

Deng Hairong’s face was dark.

What had he seen?

He saw that familiar title: “Sun Wukong vs Superman 2!”

Yes—the epic disaster that had stunned him senseless inside the theater!

He’d assumed…

These kids would just make a shitty film, fool a few viewers, maybe sell some VCDs.

But who could’ve imagined…

These shameless kids!

Not only plastering posters everywhere!

But now, they’d come here to sabotage the premiere!

At this moment!

His blood pressure spiked!

He glared at the minivan.

Right now, everyone’s attention was fixed on the broken-down van blaring “Good news! Good news!”

Countless cameras and recorders were shoved at it, while the youths inside dared not emerge or speak to reporters.

In this stalemate!

He saw a young man in a suit and glasses force his way through the crowd.

Facing the cameras, he looked flustered—but kept pushing himself into the most visible spot.

He waved off interviews, yet his face strained toward the lens, like a whore trying to build a reputation.

Don’t film! Don’t film!

It’s all an accident!

Yes, just an accident!

We only meant to promote our movie…

But we never expected the car to break down!

We’re helpless—I’ll call right now!

Ah…

“Who here knows how to fix cars?”

“If I’d known this would happen, we never would’ve brought the van!”

“Yes, yes, believe me, we’re just a group of young people chasing our dreams—we had no intention of causing trouble…”

“I’ll turn off the speaker right away!”

“Brother security guard, don’t get worked up—I’ll turn it off, right now!”

“Damn it, this damn speaker’s broken too! I told you we shouldn’t have bought this secondhand speaker…”

“Who knows how to fix speakers? This one’s broken—the power button doesn’t work!”

“…”

When the young man frantically climbed onto the door to turn off the speaker…

he didn’t turn it off—in fact, the speaker got louder, and “Good news! Good news!” echoed from far away…

He shook with rage!

“We’ll handle this! You go inside first—we’ll take care of it…”

“The premiere’s about to start…”

“Alright!”

Just as Deng Hairong was about to act…

he saw staff members hurrying over.

Deng Hairong finally nodded.

He led the group into the cinema in a loud, bustling procession.

But as they entered the cinema…

they heard someone rushing toward them.

“Director Deng… did we print the wrong text on the hand soap bottles and toilet seat covers?”

“What wrong text?”

“On every hand soap dispenser in the restrooms, it says: ‘Watch ‘Superman 2’ at He Chi Cinema’?”

“????”