A flash of insight

"Action!

As the team was advancing through the tunnel, someone suddenly raised a voice of dissatisfaction.

"Two hundred gold bars, two hundred gold bars! Throw them on the ground!"

The man kept complaining:

"Maybe, I mean, the police can't be that fast. Grandpa Song's still fighting them off on the ground, so I guess we've got at least half an hour."

"Maybe we can turn around and go back now." the man suggested.

"There's plenty of time. If we reach out, we'll each get fifty more gold bars."

Some eyes light up quietly, as if moved by his words.

A few eyes turn to the leader at the front of the group.

The leader stops and turns around.

His back was straight and his voice was gentle and humble.

"If you want to go back, I'm afraid we'll have to kill you. If you go back, I'm afraid we'll have to kill you, because you're bound to run right into the police and blow our cover."

The coldness in his words made everyone afraid to say another word.

The leader suddenly laughed: "Feeling short of money? That's a good problem to have."

He said easily, "I'll only keep half of it, and give the rest to all of you, how about that? This way, each of you can get 60 gold bars more, it's a good deal."

The others looked at each other and saw disbelief in each other's eyes.

"Don't try to cheat, Little Brother Li, we're all going to take it seriously." Someone joked.

The leader shook his head, as if his eyes were clouded with a mist that made it hard to see what he was really thinking.

"I like money, but not that much."

"But the process of stealing, hiss ...," he draws in a sharp breath, and a look of rapture comes over his face.

"It was sweet."

"Pass!"

The whole crew cheered as Director Tian's voice dropped.

It was the last scene that was shot, and after a month and a half, the filming of "The Great Heist of the Century" was finally completed.

Liu Jin-sheng pounced on Li Si and clasped his head under his armpit:

"You're a god! That line wasn't in the script, was it improvised? It's a bit of a thief."

Li Si easily breaks free from control and clips Liu Jin Sheng in turn, while several cameramen rush to take pictures.

This is all valuable footage.

Director Tian walked up with his hands behind his back, and his words were full of sighs: "It's finally over, it's not easy ...".

Having actors of the calibre of Li Si and Liu Jin Sheng in the cast at the same time was both a blessing and a challenge for the director.

Their sense of acting is genius, and they come up with new ideas all the time.

One of Tian's biggest surprises is Li Si.

Compared to the cast of The Sound of Guns, Li Si is more enthusiastic about acting, and is no longer in the state of "it doesn't matter if I'm good or bad, I'm just having fun anyway".

"Okay, okay, don't laugh! Tonight at eight o'clock, we'll have a banquet at the Lai King Hotel." Director Tian clapped his hands and said loudly.

The cheers were even louder, the Regent Hotel is very high class, usually go to eat a person at least spend four figures, the film crew is really rich and powerful.

Director Tian smiled.

In fact, the funds have almost been spent, but before the Regent Hotel had a death, a sister named An Hong stabbed her boyfriend to death.

After that, the price of the banquet at the Regent Hotel plummeted, and no one asked for the banquet even if it was discounted by one per cent.

At the banquet, the cast and crew took turns to toast to Li Si. Li Si was so quiet that he drank until his glass was dry, and everyone sighed with admiration at how well he could drink.

But it was Liu Jin-sheng's turn. He is an old drunkard, and he noticed something was wrong as soon as he smelled it.

Reaching out to hold Li Si's glass, Liu Jinsheng tugged at it, but it didn't budge: "Let me see."

Li Si looked at him calmly.

"Deflated Sprite?" Liu Jinsheng asked.

Li Si's eyes drifted.

Liu Jinsheng became furious and ran after Li Si, while everyone laughed.

Director Tian shakes his head. Li Si is fine, but why is Liu Jinsheng still so childish?

"Whose [Love Boo Boo Bear Strawberry Cake] is it?" the waiter asked. The waiter asked.

"Give it to me, I'll see whose it is." Director Tian calmly got up.

The banquet lasted until after midnight, and Li Si walked out of the hotel with a pile of packed leftovers.

He saw Fung Soo leaning on the car, the same familiar beat-up Carrera.

"Soo Soo! Li Si shouted from a distance.

The window rolled down, and Mei's little brain poked out, "Do you have any ice cream?"

Li Si held up the bag, Mei studied it, realised it was all fried fish with elbows, and rolled the window back up.

"Finished?" Fung Soo pulled out a handkerchief and wiped Li Si's sweat, her eyes shining.

"It's great. We're going to make a name for ourselves, Li Si. Do you think you'll get a film star?"

Li Si smiled, The Great Heist of the Century was a huge success in his previous life, there was no reason why it wouldn't be a hit in a different world.

"Don't worry, Sister Susu." He said confidently, "I'll try my best to get at least one award this time."

A month later.

Li Si's house.

"The box office is dead!" Director Tian hammered the table furiously, in agony.

In the room, Liu Jin-sheng lies on the sofa, his mouth opening and closing like a dehydrated fish: "Aba, aba, aba, aba, aba, aba, aba, aba, aba, aba, aba, aba ...".

It's over, my career as a film star is over.

What will my fans think of me when I'm in this box office dud?

Lumic cautiously came in to take a look, then ran out again.

Li Si sighed. He was in a state of despair.

$60 million invested, $890,000 in its first week at the box office.

What kind of concept is that?

In the same period, a family film produced by Rice Mouse, aimed at children under six years old, "Rice Mouse Adventure", grossed 400,000 on a single day.

It grossed 400,000 in a single day. One day!

Their film's one-week box office is barely better than their two-day box office.

If there's no accident, there's going to be one.

The assistant rushed in like a gust of wind with his computer in his arms, "Director Tian, look at this, another film critic has written an article in China, and it's Old Wolf."

Old Wolf is a famous film critic with 100 million fans on the internet. Hearing this name, Liu JinSheng finally moved and asked hopefully, "He ...".

"He's cursing us." The little assistant was about to cry.

The first time I saw him was when he was in the hospital, and he was in the hospital, and he was in the hospital.

The first time I saw this article, I was so happy to see you.

The headline was the first thing to catch the eye:

"The winner of this year's Golden Broomstick Award has been born --- The Great Robbery of the Century has thrown my IQ to the ground and stomped on it".

Director Tian almost fainted after reading the title.

The Golden Broomstick Award can also be called the Worst Film of the Year Award.

If a director wins this award, he won't be able to work in the industry anymore.

First of all, the main story of this film is stupid enough. A gang of robbers robbed a bank with fake guns, and they actually succeeded. ...]

The police's response is ridiculously slow, I wonder if the scriptwriters have done any research before writing this story ...

[There is no protective layer underneath the bank? So you just dug a hole and went in? That's bullshit, even more so than what I wrote after drinking three pounds of white wine ...]

The so-called "big heist" could never have happened! The whole film is a figment of the writers' and actors' imagination!

After watching the film, Director Tian poured a bottle of cold beer to get over it.

The worst part is that he actually thinks this guy has a point.

The cast and crew were demoralised, and Director Tian was lying on his desk for a long time, finally making a decision that wasn't really a decision.

"Before that, we burned the film on disc and shipped some of it overseas. Maybe we can look forward to the overseas market, they like this kind of theme ...".

Towards the end, Director Tian's voice trailed off in a way that even he didn't believe.

"Alas, now we have to wait for a miracle," he concludes. he concludes.

Meanwhile, in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

A middle-aged man named Fernando smokes a cigarette and wanders aimlessly in the street.

He's a freelance artist who has nothing else to do. He just likes to watch films or look at all kinds of buildings on the street.

Stopping in front of a small video shop, Fernando stared at the old poster.

The poster was rattling in the wind.

On it was a film scene: a mountain of gold bars and money, a couple of men laughing and being reckless.

Fernando slowly read out the words from the poster.

"The Great Heist of the Century?"