Huayu02 started by making films.

The old man had no choice but to take her into the city. During the examination, the woman explained the truth to a female doctor. The doctor helped her cover for them, and the woman finally managed to escape.

But who would have thought that as soon as she rushed out of the hospital, she saw the same human trafficker who had kidnapped her—using the same method to deceive another stranger.

The story ends here...

The bell rang, and Han Yi finally snapped out of his reverie. He put down his pen, stretched, and muttered, "Ah, that felt great!"

Just then, Chen Chen walked over and noticed that her once-blank notebook was now filled with dense writing, which piqued her interest. She leaned closer to look, and two large characters caught her eye. She whispered, "The Selaginella tamariscina... what does that mean?"

That's right, Han Yi was auditing Chen Chen's class.

"One of the most resilient blades of grass on Earth."

Han Yi straightened up, patted her head, and continued, "This is a plant that grows in the cracks of rocks. It is tenacious and resilient, and it is also the core theme of my next film."

"what?"

Chen Chen looked surprised. "You just finished filming your short film, and you've already written the script for your next movie? Is it another short film this time?"

Han Yi gestured for her to open her notebook and look at it herself, then said from the side, "What's the matter with the producer I told you about last time? What's his opinion?"

Chen Chen was engrossed in watching and casually replied, "I've never done this before, I'm afraid I'll mess it up for you. Besides, how can a film crew function without a makeup artist?"

Han Yi said with exasperation, "How can you be so unambitious? There are so many eager students at the art academy, can't you bring them over? We can mentor and guide them."

He put the notebook away and waved it in front of Chen Chen: "People strive for higher positions, water flows downhill. As for costumes, props, and sets, you can manage those when you become a producer. Let me tell you, our Beijing Film Academy lacks everything, except people."

Chen Chen was eager to finish reading the ending of "Selaginella" and quickly agreed, "I'll do it, I'll do it, okay! Let me finish reading it first." After saying that, she snatched the notebook back.

After a long pause, she finished reading and pondered for a moment before looking up and asking, "Han Yi, what were you thinking with this script? Isn't it too dark? I'm afraid it won't pass censorship."

Han Yi laughed as he watched her deep in thought. "You're already considering the censorship issue? You said you didn't want to be a producer. Don't worry, this script is based on a true story. As for the censorship, you don't need to worry about it."

Chen Chen was taken aback: "Really? How do you know it's based on a true story? In which city, on which mountain, and in which family did it happen? If not, then it's just made up!"

Han Yi thought she made sense—after all, his story was based on his memories of his previous life, and perhaps such a thing hadn't happened in this world after his rebirth. He nodded in satisfaction.

"Xiao Chen, you're truly my brilliant strategist! Let's go investigate in person; you can't speak without investigation!"

They acted immediately. Han Yi asked Chen Chen to ask the teacher for leave, while he went to the photography academy to call Xiao Zhao, and also pulled in Dao Rong, a senior student in the department who had practiced carrying a camera so much that he could "run a horse on his shoulder".

Early the next morning, the four of them set off in the Chang'an Star towards Shanling Town.

At 10 a.m., the van rattled along for four hours before finally arriving at Anxia Village. It stopped in front of a narrow, winding path deep in the mountains.

"Brother Yi, the car can't get in." Xiao Zhao shouted to Han Yi and Chen Chen, who were leaning against each other in the back seat.

"Park the car, let's walk over." Han Yi rubbed his eyes and patted Chen Chen's little face: "Chen, wake up, you're so old, why are you drooling?"

"Who, who drooled?" Chen Chen blushed and puffed out her cheeks as she retorted.

The four of them walked into the village. Dao Rong was carrying a digital video camera in his right hand, which the photography department had just bought. Han Yi had paid a deposit to borrow it from Teacher Yuan.

At this moment, both the machine and Dao Rong's right hand were covered by a coat.

"Remember what I told you, we're here to see the scenery. If we get spotted, you guys run first, I'll cover your retreat," Han Yi instructed as he walked ahead.

Dao Rong replied nonchalantly, "Brother Yi, is it really as weird as you say? This is a new society now, we grew up in the spring breeze..."

Chen Chen nodded in agreement.

After the two finished their long-winded conversation, Han Yi said in a deep voice, "I hope it's really as you say."

Just then, Xiao Zhao pointed to the village entrance ahead and shouted, "Brother Yi, look!"

What comes into view is...

The group was so frightened that they ran away as fast as they could, rushing back to the bread cart, panting heavily and still shaken.

Chen Chen clutched her chest, her voice trembling with tears, "Han Yi, I was so scared... You... what you said is all true." Tears streamed down her face as she finished speaking.

Seeing her tear-streaked face, Han Yi pulled her into his arms and gently patted her back to comfort her, "It's alright, it's alright."

He looked out the car window and saw several people coming out of the village. He immediately shouted to Xiao Zhao in the driver's seat, "Xiao Zhao, drive! Let's go!"

The Chang'an Star circled Anxia Village again. Han Yi spotted a secluded grove of trees and asked Xiao Zhao to stop the car. He looked at Dao Rong:

"Want to come with me? Let's find a corner to shoot some footage."

Dao Rong patted his chest and said, "What's there to be afraid of! Brother Yi, you want to make this into a movie, right? Count me in!"

"good!"

Han Yi agreed and turned to Xiao Zhao and Chen Chen, saying, "Xiao Zhao, don't turn off the car. We'll leave as soon as Dao Rong and I get out. Xiao Chen, you stay in the car."

"I'll listen to you, Yi-ge. Come back immediately if things get complicated," Xiao Zhao replied.

Chen Chen didn't reply, but looked at Han Yi with pitiful eyes, like a wounded kitten.

Han Yi's heart softened, and he realized that these people were still students after all, and he couldn't always use his experience from later generations to judge them.

He patted Chen Chen on the forehead and said with a smile, "I'll treat you to jianbing guozi when we get back."

After saying that, he and Daorong walked into the woods one after the other. Han Yi led the way, while Daorong followed behind carrying the video camera. The two quietly entered the village, filmed some footage, and secretly questioned a few women before hurrying back.

It was already 6 PM when they returned to Beijing Film Academy. Han Yi got out of the car and took Chen Chen back to the girls' dormitory. On the way, he called Zhao Ke, and when she arrived at the dormitory entrance, Han Yi was helping Chen Chen walk towards them step by step.

Zhao Ke quickly stepped forward to take Chen Chen from her, asking with concern, "Where have you been? How did you get Chenchen like this?"

Han Yi shook his head: "It's a long story. You should ask her yourself tonight."

Seeing the difference in their expressions, Zhao Ke also stopped joking and nodded, saying, "Leave Chenchen to me, you go and do your thing."

After saying goodbye to the two, Han Yi went straight to the photography department's computer lab. Dao Rong and Xiao Zhao were sitting in front of the computer, exporting the footage from the digital camcorder's memory card and backing it up to a new card.

"Daorong, how is it? Is the picture still clear?" Han Yi pulled up a chair and sat down.

"No problem, Yi-ge. It might be a little blurry on the screen, but it'll look perfectly fine on the computer."

"That's good." Han Yi nodded, took out the memory card and put it away, instructing, "I'm taking this card; the cost will be deducted from my deposit. Also, keep today's business confidential; don't tell anyone. I'll notify you when my new film starts shooting."

Upon hearing that there was still a chance to carry a camera, Dao Rong's face lit up with excitement: "Don't worry, Brother Yi! I'm the famously outspoken Yan Rong from the photography department!"

"Me too," Xiao Zhao nodded vigorously.

Han Yi stood up, patted the two men on the shoulder, turned and left the server room, walking back to the Jimenli residential area alone.