The bizarre script titles left Jin Qiqi baffled.
"War Dragon" was relatively better; she assumed the main plot would involve a dragon slayer.
But seeing "Monkey King Fights the Transformers," the two unfamiliar names plunged her into deep thought.
Monkey King, Transformers?
What era were these figures from?
Jin Qiqi recalled the historical knowledge she had learned since childhood.
However, in the two thousand years of Dragon Country's history, there was no record of Monkey King or Transformers.
Could they be minor figures in the Dragon Country mythological system?
Jin Qiqi recalled again, and her brow furrowed once more.
"But that's not right. Dragon Country's mythology only has a dozen or so stories, and every one of them is known by heart by the people of Dragon Country.
Where did Monkey King and Transformers come from?
Could it be that the boss imagined them again?"
Seeing Jin Qiqi's surprised expression, followed by her sudden contemplation, Gao Fei had already guessed her thoughts.
"Sister Jin, that... Monkey King and Transformers are not historical figures of Dragon Country, nor are they characters from Dragon Country's mythological system.
They are all concepts I've recently come up with, my original fantasies, you could say."
He coughed lightly, shamelessly claiming the Monkey King from his past life and the Transformers created by foreigners as his own original works.
After all, he was a transmigrator, and anything from his past life must be his original creation!
Upon hearing that these were characters conceived by Gao Fei, Jin Qiqi no longer felt curious or confused; she was already accustomed to it.
Before, all the poems, piano pieces, and various types of songs Gao Fei had created were his fantasies and original works.
Looking at the script, which was half a centimeter thick, Jin Qiqi began to inquire about the plot.
Gao Fei didn't hide anything. Pointing to "Monkey King Fights the Transformers," he said, "The general plot of this script describes a mechanical civilization from beyond the stars invading Blue Star, and then being driven away by a monkey that popped out of a stone."
Jin Qiqi had already picked up some sunflower seeds, ready to listen to the story.
But when she saw Gao Fei take a sip of tea after finishing one sentence, she was completely stunned.
"Boss, is that all?"
"That's all!"
"You summarized your half-centimeter-thick script in one sentence?"
Jin Qiqi was full of disbelief.
She reached out and flipped through the script. Apart from the title on the cover, there wasn't a single word after it; it was all blank paper.
"Boss, is this the script you've written?"
Gao Fei coughed awkwardly and quickly snatched the booklet back. "Hank doesn't understand the Dragon Country language. Even if he saw it, it would be useless.
The plot is all in my head. When we meet, I'll just tell him verbally."
Jin Qiqi couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Although the one-sentence plot contained elements of technology and individual heroism, she suddenly had a feeling that if this were made into a movie, it might become a notorious flop.
But seeing Gao Fei's confident demeanor, she was even more eager to see what kind of car crash scene it would be when Hank heard the one-sentence plot.
She figured old Mr. Hank would probably flip the table.
After a moment of fanciful thinking, Jin Qiqi pointed to the script for "War Dragon" and asked, "Boss, does this script also only have a title and no plot content?"
"That's right!"
"It really is!"
"But this drama has nothing to do with dragon slayers. Instead, it's related to someone we both know."
"Someone we both know?"
Jin Qiqi looked puzzled. They knew many people in common; who could be a dragon slayer?
Gao Fei leaned in and whispered mysteriously, "The male lead of this drama was just promoted to lieutenant colonel a while ago."
"Old Yao?"
"That's him! This drama is tailor-made for him. The plot requires his story, so I dare not write it carelessly!"
Jin Qiqi's eyes widened in surprise, and she quickly lowered her voice, "If you really want to make a movie out of Yao Qiang's background story, it won't pass censorship, and it will also involve military secrets."
"That serious?"
Gao Fei was stunned with incomprehension. During his training in the military camp, he had heard many stories related to Yao Qiang.
One could say that Old Yao's military career was full of legendary colors, and he was a top soldier in the army.
Moreover, based on the past events he had heard, it did not involve too many military secrets.
Some military dramas and movies on the market already depicted the lives and training of the Dragon Country forces, which did not reach the level of leaking secrets.
But seeing Jin Qiqi's serious expression, Gao Fei realized she must have misunderstood, thinking he intended to film Old Yao's classified past.
However, he still pretended to be confused and asked in a low voice, "Sister Jin, you and Old Yao are from the same compound, and your family also has people serving in the army. You must have heard the rumors about him.
Why don't you reveal some classified information that you can know privately, and I'll see if there's a chance to really make it into a movie."
Jin Qiqi thought for a few seconds and whispered, "Let me put it this way, Old Yao's past involved foreign relations between two countries.
Otherwise, with his strength and abilities, do you think he would be a reporter in such a small Kyoto Military Region?"
Hearing that his past involved such matters, Gao Fei became even more interested.
This was not like the real-life Leng Feng from the movie "Wolf Warrior" in his previous life.
The movie "Wolf Warrior" in his previous life, apart from its technological themes, vividly portrayed individual heroism and patriotism.
If he could now film Yao Qiang's background story, it would definitely become a hit.
The more Jin Qiqi revealed, the more it strengthened Gao Fei's determination to film it.
Meanwhile, in a secret base in the southwestern region.
Yao Qiang stood with his hands behind his back on the training ground. After finishing a command, he suddenly sneezed several times.
He wiped his nose and couldn't help but frown.
"Why do I suddenly feel like someone is thinking about me?
I only had this feeling when Gao Fei was training in the military camp.
Could this kid be coveting something from me again?"
Yao Qiang shook his head and stopped overthinking.
Looking at the soldiers practicing the "Eighteen Black Dragon Hands" combat, he nodded with satisfaction.
"But I have to say, the 'Eighteen Black Dragon Hands' that this kid left behind are truly a great killer move in close-quarters combat."
...
Kyoto Feiteng Investment Company.
Just as Gao Fei began to covet Old Yao's classified past for a movie,
The public relations staff hired by Jin Qiqi hurried into the office, holding a thick tablet. "Boss, public opinion about you online is escalating."
Jin Qiqi leaned forward and looked at a news report from a gossip media outlet, her brows furrowing deeply.
"Boss, you should take a look. This is no longer just slander; they are using various photos to solidify the rumors that you are involved with the Kyoto underworld."
Using photos to prove it?
Gao Fei took the tablet with suspicion.
When he saw the content of the news report, his gaze gradually turned cold.
"Boss, could it be that our cosmetics are about to be launched, and our competitors are starting a propaganda war to suppress our products?"
"This wave of public opinion is aimed at forcing me and him to be tied together."