Actor: Thank you.

Inside a Western-style building in the suburbs of the capital.

The building was decorated in the style of a Western hospital, with white everywhere.

Coupled with warm lighting, it exudes a solemnity reminiscent of a monastery.

The crew was making final preparations, and Zhang Yuan and several others had already changed into their costumes.

"Is it alright?" Zhang Yuan straightened his light blue shirt and khaki suit jacket.

"Okay, you look good in anything," Cheng Hao, dressed in a white hospital gown, praised.

"You're not speaking from the heart," Zhang Yuan criticized.

"When I ask you if your clothes look good, that's the same answer you give."

Zhang Yuan: ...

Women are still quite vengeful.

The scene we're filming today is the birth of Qian Yonggang, the eldest son of Qian Xuesen and Ms. Jiang Ying.

Mr. Qian is also quite remarkable, but he appears somewhat "ordinary" under the immense halo of his father.

He was also a consultant for the film, and the chief consultant.

I will show the photos to the other party as soon as I finish taking them.

Mr. Qian had a lot of contact with the General Armament Department, and Mr. Qian was a senior software engineer at the General Armament Department, so people from the General Armament Department often came to observe the filming.

This was the first time Zhang Yuan had ever felt so much pressure while filming. People from unknown departments would come and peek at him all day long, and he didn't know their backgrounds or dare to ask.

He guessed that since this was filming a movie, if it were ancient times, he would be doing something similar to a scholar in the Hanlin Academy compiling historical records or recording daily life events, which would indeed be a lot of pressure.

Cheng Hao looks pretty good in all white.

The only downside is that she doesn't look like a pregnant woman.

This is also a problem with most film and television works; very few real pregnant women look good, they are either swollen or fat.

A woman who can get pregnant and maintain a slim figure is either exceptionally young, gifted, or has some kind of problem.

The same goes for babies. Newborn babies are so ugly, they're either blue or purple, and most of them look like skinned monkeys.

The characteristic of human infants is that their bodies are not fully developed, unlike herbivores such as cattle and horses, which can run around on the ground within a few hours of birth.

Otherwise, how could there have been stories like "The Prince Replaced by a Civet Cat" in ancient times? It's partly due to its dramatic nature, but it's also true that the newborn child wasn't good-looking.

The babies the production crew found were all several months old, chubby and fair-skinned.

After all, filming takes time, and you can't exactly go to the hospital to "order" babies just to film a newborn.

The child's mother took a series of photos with the two of them.

My dear sister is as talkative as ever, but she was noticeably happier than usual today.

It seems that women generally prefer children more than men.

Everything will be ready in a moment, and everyone will be in position.

"Aren't you being a bit too hot-tempered?"

Before filming began, Cheng Hao said this to him.

"Qian Xuesen was just that proud; if he were too gentle and refined, he wouldn't be himself."

"Besides, we're abroad right now, and we're young, which is exactly when we have a big temper."

Zhang Yuan didn't take it seriously.

"Okay, okay, you're right."

……

"Xue Sen!"

"Xue Sen!"

Zhang Yuan sat on a hospital bench, holding a blue-covered magazine.

Turning around, I saw Luo Youlai, a friend from the film.

This is a pseudonym.

The character is actually based on Mr. Guo Yonghuai, a pioneer of China's "Two Bombs, One Satellite" program.

Because the filming was only authorized by the Qian family and Mr. Guo's family did not participate, out of respect and to avoid trouble, their names were avoided.

Mr. Guo Yonghuai was also a top expert in aerodynamics. Like Mr. Qian, he was a student of Theodore von Kármán, and the two were like brothers who were teachers and students.

And like Qian Xuesen, he later returned to China to develop the Dongfanghong satellite, and was a core member of the early Chinese nuclear weapons research team.
China's nuclear weapons manpower pillar.

The key point is that this is not a joke; it is recognized by the state. Officially, it is said to be one of the "three pillars" of nuclear weapons development.

He died in a plane crash in 68. When the wreckage was discovered, he was still tightly clutching a box containing important research data.

It can only be said that von Kármán was quite something; every one of his disciples was an outstanding individual, a great person who transcended vulgar interests and possessed noble character and aspirations.

It can be said that Guo Yonghuai and Qian Xuesen were destined to meet.

After the Eight-Nation Alliance captured the capital, the Qing Dynasty signed the Boxer Protocol, which stipulated a huge amount of indemnity.

Years later, on the other side of North America, Roosevelt… not Ronaldinho, but Ronaldo the Great.

Da Luo was the first to propose returning the Boxer Indemnity.

At this time, North America was shaping itself into a global beacon, and at the same time, it set its sights on China's market and talent.

These so-called refunds are earmarked for specific purposes, and are actually far more complex than simply returning money.

Britain followed suit, also claiming to offer a refund, and established the Sino-British Boxer Indemnity Scholarship Fund.

By 38, more than 3000 Chinese students had taken the exam, while the British mechanics program was originally only going to admit one student.

However, Guo Yonghuai, Qian Weichang, and Lin Jiaqiao, these three outstanding students, were all admitted in this year's class, and they were all admitted despite not meeting the usual requirements.

Qian Weichang was a relative of Qian Xuesen, and Lin Jiaqiao later became a student of von Kármán.

True masters are surrounded by other masters.

The problem is that these individuals can all be considered "prodigies," and they are all incredibly talented in their respective fields.

Even so, he was still completely suppressed by Qian Xuesen.

genius?

I am surrounded by geniuses; I have no shortage of geniuses.

And all these geniuses you talk about call me a genius.

"On the flow of incompressible viscous fluids around a flat plate at medium Reynolds numbers."

"Congratulations, Science Forum!"

"You have solved a major problem in transonic flow."

"Card!"

"very good!"

Director Zhang Jianya personally oversaw the filming and was quite satisfied.

Most people can't even remember the title of this article.

This person is someone who knows Chinese, but feels illiterate just by looking at the title.

"Excellent, excellent. No wonder you studied crosstalk and storytelling; your tongue is fluent." Director Zhang praised.

"It has nothing to do with traditional folk arts; it mainly relies on understanding." Zhang Yuan said, his hands behind his back, still immersed in the character.

"The Reynolds number is a quantity in fluid mechanics that measures the relative magnitude of inertial and viscous forces."

"The intermediate Reynolds number is the region where laminar flow transitions to turbulent flow, and both inertial and viscous forces are not negligible in this region."

"Viscous fluid is a common concept relative to ideal fluid."

"Incompressible means that the density of a fluid changes very little."

"Therefore, this article analyzes the inertia and viscosity of airflow when it passes through a conventional object and predicts its drag."

Zhang Yuan finished speaking in the simplest language possible, and then glanced at director Zhang Jianya.

Zhang Jianya: Aba aba aba...

No... are you still speaking Chinese?
What's the difference between explaining and not explaining?

Zhang Jianya heard this and thought it was no different from saying, "If you bring such high-speed machinery into China, remember the principles I've explained."

What's even more infuriating is that he noticed Zhang Yuan looking at him with an expression that seemed to say, "How could anyone not understand this?"

Have I lost all my directorial authority?

Zhang Yuan didn't mind; this was exactly the feeling he wanted, to fit the character.

Qian Xuesen was a genius among scientists. I only need to be a genius in front of the liberal arts students in the film crew. That's the theory of the relativity of genius.

Not to mention the director couldn't understand, the actor playing Guo Yonghuai also couldn't understand and didn't dare to speak.

But Zhang Yuan took the initiative to chat with him.

This man is named Lian Kai, and he played the role of a sugar figurine in the TV series "Strange Tales of Liaozhai".

He's from Taiwan and studied special effects makeup in North America; he's quite skilled.

After returning to China, she was recommended to start acting in a film crew because of her outstanding appearance.

Zhang Yuan is quite interested in special effects makeup, an area where China is relatively weak.

However, special effects makeup is an essential part of building a film industry.

Moreover, special effects makeup can be integrated with post-production special effects. If both parties can cooperate, the final effect will be even better.

This guy is interesting. Acting is his job, but his main purpose is to save money to start a special effects makeup studio.

They've set their sights on this blue ocean market.

He hadn't expected the male protagonist to be interested in this.

He used to be involved in Hong Kong and Taiwan circles, so he was quite familiar with people there.

I only found out after asking.

"Gu Tianle?" Zhang Yuan said with a smile.

"Mr. Gu is interested in your work and wants to collaborate?"

"Hehehe..." Zhang Yuan understood immediately after hearing this.

Raku Furuta has always had ideas about science fiction and special effects films; otherwise, he wouldn't have insisted on making "Warriors of Future".

Zhang Yuan found it laughable when he thought about it, and it wasn't even a pity.

The biggest problem with this film is not the special effects, but the more fundamental script; its overall thinking and scope are seriously flawed.

Hong Kong films have been around for so many years, but the content is still stuck in the same old territory.

It's not entirely fair to blame Principal Koo; he did his best, but the Hong Kong market and local cultural core simply couldn't support a sci-fi blockbuster.

It's like storytelling; the bigger your vision, the bigger your story. The success of "The Wandering Earth" is strongly related to the production team's vision and strategic thinking, not just the special effects.

Therefore, Zhang Yuan said to Lian Kai with considerable disdain.

"How much money does Mr. Gu have?"

How large a market can be tapped?

"Hong Kong is only so big. Even if you include all the people in the Cantonese-speaking areas, it's only a little over 100 million."

“If you work with him, your potential is limited.” Zhang Yuan gestured with his finger to indicate a tiny dot.

"Let's talk privately when we're done filming."

Let's meet up for dinner.

"Dandan, write down Mr. Lian's phone number."

"I'll call you."

Zhang Yuan made the arrangements perfectly for the other party in an unquestionable tone.

He wasn't even given a chance to refuse.

The pressure was so intense that the other person didn't dare to breathe.

Zhang Yuan glanced at this person out of the corner of his eye.

Partner with people from island nations, collaborate with people from Hong Kong and Taiwan, and make money from the mainland.

This was his original plan.

A typical elite and sophisticated demeanor.

If you can win someone over and use them, then use them; if you can't, then you need to be careful.

If you want to make money in the mainland film and television industry, you'll have to ask me if I agree.

Have you chosen a name for the child?

"Yonggang".

"We hope he will always maintain his upright and incorruptible character."

A short while later, he was seen snuggling up to Cheng Hao in front of the camera, looking at the chubby boy.

Yonggang, this name is much more sophisticated than Zixuan or Zihan.

Zhang Yuan saw kindness in Cheng Hao's eyes.

Yes, she has a kind and gentle look, like a loving mother.

Holding a child feels perfectly natural.

His smile was exceptionally genuine.

When they filmed a solo shot of her and her child, Zhang Yuan watched from a distance.

With the lighting, it really has a warm, cozy feel, like a small home, and it looks exceptionally comfortable.

"Would you like to see it?"

"what?"

During the break, Cheng Hao sat next to him and asked him a question in a low voice.

"The way I hold my child."

Zhang Yuan: ...

"You acted very well."

“I think you did very well, especially the expectant and imaginative look in your eyes when you looked at the children.”

"Is that true?" the older sister asked, leaning a little closer.

Zhang Yuan thought to himself, "These days, many women not only covet my money and my body, but they even covet my genes..."

"You're a professional actor, how can you not distinguish between your character and yourself?"

"Life is a performance, and everyone plays a different role." Cheng Hao ignored his question.

"Play the role of a child in front of your parents, and a subordinate in front of your boss."

"Whether an actor performs well or not, whether he can perform well or not, depends mainly on his heart."

"People always have to challenge themselves, don't they?"

As she spoke, Cheng Hao reached out and took his arm, glancing at him with a gentle look in her eyes.

"You're so smart, you can play any role well, right?"

Zhang Yuanshen felt that his words were not a good answer.

Cheng Hao is good at this kind of encouragement that carries a sense of pressure; let's just call it encouragement for now.

The words were all kind, but you still felt pressured all over.

I'm starting to sweat a little.

“This… sigh!” Zhang Yuan abruptly changed the subject.

Cheng Hao's gaze suddenly shifted from that of the gentle female teacher to that of the imposing female dean of studies.

It startled him.

Fortunately, there were "helpers".

“Look, you mentioned before that consultant who seemed to dislike me.”

"Look at your complexion today..."

"Hmm?" The older sister also turned her head, and frowned after just one glance.

It's the same person who looked worried before.

Today, his expression was not so much better as to be more somber.

They were practically seething with rage.

Zhang Yuan scratched his head.

Am I really that hateful?

"It depends," Cheng Hao replied with a smile.

"This can't go on forever." Seeing that he had successfully changed the subject away from the child, Zhang Yuan quickly got up.

"I'll ask someone."

"This can't go on forever."

He then slipped away.

"Hmph, always making excuses when it comes to serious matters," Cheng Hao said irritably.

Although it was an excuse, they actually got things done.

He approached producer Huang Jianxin and told him about the situation.

He was also the one who contacted the production team's consultants.

"I'll ask around for you."

"I think you did a good job, there's nothing wrong with you," Director Huang said, smoking a cigarette.

After a long day of work on the hospital set, Cheng Hao changed her clothes and waited for him to go home for dinner together when she finished her shift in the evening.

She particularly enjoys this kind of life.

I go to work during the day, and go home in the evening to eat, watch TV, and go to sleep.

Everyone has different tastes. In the eyes of some women who like to be dramatic, this is the kind of life that only old men and women live.

But a person can only live a decade or two in their lifetime; most of the time, they still have to return to real life.

Perhaps this kind of ordinary daily life is the life Cheng Hao ideally desires.

However, just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Huang Jianxin, who rushed over.

"Come on, let's talk over there."

As the other person moved to the corner.

Judging from his serious and cautious expression, it couldn't be anything good.

Cheng Hao noticed it too, so she waited quietly but somewhat anxiously.

She was afraid of big problems, especially problems with the play.

I've finally managed to have a few normal days of going to and from get off work hand in hand, don't ruin them.

About three to five minutes later, Zhang Yuan returned.

"what happened?"

Is the problem with the film or the character?

"Neither." Zhang Yuan swirled his tongue against the side of his cheek.

"Get in the car and go home first, then I'll tell you slowly."

He got into the back seat of the Passat and told Brother Long to drive slowly.

He then took out his phone.

"Hey."

"Hey, boss, what's up?" A woman's voice, naturally rough and husky, came through the receiver.

"Where are you now?"

"I'm in Beijing."

"Okay, I don't care what you're doing right now, get to my house in Fuyuan Hutong right now."

"I'm waiting for you to come."

"Hehehe, so eager?"

Are there any special dress requirements?

During the conversation, Zhang Yuqi on the other end tried to make her voice as sweet as possible.

Why are you in such a hurry to contact me? Is there something you need?
It is only right for employees to care about their boss's health.

Besides, it had been a while since she'd been able to get through, and she was getting a bit stressed.

I'm thinking about whether I should dress a little more provocatively.

But Zhang Yuan's attitude quickly made her realize that something was wrong.

"Stop talking nonsense and get over here right now!"

After Zhang Yuan finished speaking with a solemn expression, he tossed his phone down... (End of Chapter)