Stop it, boss, I’ve never seen a movie made like this.

Chapter 109 109. The script was leaked, I was dumbfounded!

The black hotel waiter put on his mask. After entering the house, he searched the house. He found the notebook on the table and quickly opened it. There was no password, but there was no content inside.

"Strange? Did you come early and not create anything?"

The black man frowned and seemed to have to come again next time.

At this moment, he discovered a few paper balls next to the trash can. Out of professional habit, he immediately took tools to clean them.

Suddenly he saw that one of the paper balls seemed to be densely written with words. His eyes lit up and he picked it up and opened it.

The Martian?

After reading a few sentences, he determined that this was the script he was looking for. The black waiter was extremely happy, and then he couldn't wait to open several other crumpled pieces of paper.

In his opinion, it should be other parts of the same script, but when he saw it clearly, he was stunned.

Inception?

Interstellar?

The black man was shocked and confused. He had a few pages of paper in his hand and didn't know what to do. He actually couldn't understand the content, but he also knew that it was definitely good stuff!
"It doesn't matter, take it away first!"

He rolled his eyes, pretended to clean the room, took away the contents of the trash can, and then pushed the car out the door.

We arrived at the hotel’s garbage storage point and threw all the garbage in.

When he arrived at the corner where there was no surveillance, he took out the paper from his pocket, took a photo with his mobile phone and sent it to his contact.

Soon the other party wired a sum of money. The black waiter was very excited and thought about it for a while.

Since this thing is so important, it can be sold to reporters and media to make more money!

At this thought, he couldn't help but laugh.

Inside Jellok's villa.

The three of them were all a little drunk because they were happy.

At this time, Andrew's cell phone rang. He picked it up and took a look at it, and immediately smiled.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it to have results. That guy Xia Guo actually wrote the script."

Les stood up in a flash: "Let me see what is written?"

Jerlock also became interested, pointed at the TV and said, "Look at the screen."

Andrew operated his mobile phone, and a crumpled piece of paper appeared on the TV in front of the sofa. The light for taking pictures was also very dark.

Fortunately, the font is quite clear.

"That person from Xia wrote in Xia characters, and my assistant translated it into Yingjiang script for me. Haha, the name is quite impressive." Andrew said.

"What's the point of having a grand name? The key is to have content, haha, otherwise you will be scolded to death by movie fans."

The three of them raised their heads together and began to read the script called "The Martian".

At first everyone was chatting and laughing, and from time to time they would joke about the content.

"This is a bit crudely written. Is it an outline?"

"Left behind on Mars? This setting is too ridiculous, haha, how should we solve the problem of survival?"

Gradually, as the plot deepens.

The three of them became a little silent, especially after seeing the hard-core scientific theoretical knowledge, they were even more stunned.

After finishing this page, Jerlock's face turned red and he urged excitedly: "Hurry up and turn the page!"

As a science fiction writer, of course he knew how well the script was written. He admitted that he had spoken a bit too loudly before.

Andrew and Les also happened to finish watching it. Both of them felt chills running down their spines. They never expected that the other party would write such a blockbuster script. What was going on! ?There is so much dense theoretical knowledge and manuscript equipment diagrams next to it. Is this really going to Mars for planting?
Andrew quickly swiped the screen of his phone, wanting to see how the plot was going to go.

The page turned directly on the TV, and the next second, the three people's eyes widened again!

They discovered that this was not the content of The Martian, but a script written about Inception.

"Andrew, are you mistaken? I want to watch The Martian!" Jerlock said dissatisfied.

Andrew was also confused. He quickly checked the photos sent by his assistant. There were only three photos. When he saw the contents of these three photos, he was dumbfounded.

There are actually three scripts! ?

Andrew called his assistant immediately: "Did you make a mistake? How come there are three scripts?"

The assistant was also aggrieved: "Boss, I arranged for someone to go to the scene, and indeed they found these pieces of paper. We are also very puzzled."

Andrew hung up the phone and told the story again. Both Les and Jerlock frowned.

"I know, this guy must have thrown it away because he couldn't make it up anymore." Les sneered.

A script that cannot justify itself is worthless no matter how awesome it is.

There is indeed some truth to his statement. Everyone can only think so for the time being and then continue reading.

It's just that Jerlock was feeling a little unhappy. It took a lot of time to see the plot start to be interesting, but then it suddenly stopped. Isn't it too torturous?

He resisted the urge to lose his temper and continued to watch this work called Inception.

This content was shorter, but his imagination was astonishing that day.

Several levels of dreams?Inception?time delay?Consciousness space? Lost realm?
This overwhelming creativity is amazing!
Jerlock felt that his way of thinking had been opened up and he had an epiphany!
It turns out that novels can still be written like this?
A steady stream of ideas began to appear in his originally dry mind. He stood up with a yell like crazy, ran back to the workroom and began to record these ideas.

Les and Andrew, who were still in the living room, looked at each other. They had finished reading and didn't know what to say anymore!
The wine was scared awake.

The Martian is an interesting and hard science fiction film, so they were surprised that Chen Li could write it.

But Inception, such a wonderful soft science fiction, was actually written by him? !
Les was so flustered that his hands began to tremble unconsciously.

How could someone write such good scripts in such a short period of time? Are the previous games all just a game to Chen Li?He didn't show his true strength at all?
Andrew drank down the wine in the glass in one gulp to hide his somewhat regretful mood.

"Well, he hasn't finished writing this script, and he definitely can't continue writing it. Yes, it must be like this! It ends at an anticlimax! Yes, hahaha. It ends at an anticlimax!!" Les became crazy again.

This statement is a bit self-deceptive now, but Andrew does not point it out.

"There's also the last page, let's see what it is?" Andrew took a deep breath, and then turned the page again.

This time it says "Interstellar"

Half an hour later, Jerlock came out of the workroom with satisfaction.

He hadn't thought so smoothly for a long time, and inspirations and ideas emerged one after another. For an elderly person, if he didn't record it in time, he would probably forget it in the next second.

When he walked to the living room, he saw Les and Andrew sitting quietly on the sofa, falling into silence.

The two people had strange expressions on their faces, their mouths were slightly open, and their expressions were changing.

Shock, panic, tears and other complex emotions flashed across his face.

Jerrock waved his hand in front of them, and neither of them came back to their senses until he snapped his fingers.

Les and Andrew finally regained focus, breathing heavily.

"What's wrong? You look like you're dumbfounded."

Neither of them spoke, they just shook their heads and pointed at the piece of paper on the TV.

(End of this chapter)