Huayu: I was immediately ensnared by Jing Tian as soon as I entered the industry.

In the original version of "Buried," there is a dialogue between the kidnapper and the hostage, in which the kidnapper vehemently denounces the Americans who launched the Iraq War.

Lu Yang was worried about the international repercussions and wanted to revise the dialogue.

But Wang Xuan refused, saying that as long as he didn't insult the squid, there wouldn't be a problem.

By preserving the original words verbatim, the film gains an additional layer of anti-war meaning, elevating its overall message.

Coincidentally, the Berlin Film Festival favors films with political and anti-war themes, which aligns well with the mainstream Western sentiment.

Wang Xuan felt it was a pity that the original version of "Buried" didn't go to the film festival. With some public relations efforts and extensive media coverage, it would have a good chance of winning a major award.

After twenty days of filming, "Buried Alive" has wrapped up.

Hearing Lu Yang yell "Cut!", Wang Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling like he had come back to life. He knew he would have a mental breakdown if he had filmed for a few more days.

"Should we go to the hospital to get checked out?" Lu Yang noticed Wang Xuan's dazed state and asked with concern.

"No need, I'll just go back and get some rest for a few days."

Wang Xuan waved his hand. The best way to treat the dual torment of mind and body is to sleep, to sleep until the world turns dark.

Wang Xuan didn't attend the wrap party for the film crew, and asked Lu Yang to treat his senior, who had worked hard these past few days, to a proper reception.

Back at school, Wang Xuan ignored the strange looks from others, went straight to his dormitory, collapsed onto his bed, and fell asleep.

···

"Wang Xuan, wake up, don't sleep..."

In a daze, Wang Xuan heard someone calling his name.

He struggled to open his eyes and saw Gao Wenfeng standing by the bed, with Zhu Yilong from the next dormitory standing beside him.

"You slept from noon yesterday until this morning. If you hadn't woken up, we would have had to call the teacher," Gao Wenfeng said with a smile.

"Eat something before you sleep, it's good for your health," Zhu Yilong reminded him.

Wang Xuan lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, and said weakly, "I don't really want to eat anything. Filming this movie has really taken a toll on me."

Zhu Yilong sat on the empty bed opposite him and joked with a smile, "Your skin is so pale it's bloodless, like you've been smoking."

Wang Xuan didn't pay attention to Lao Zhu's teasing; he had been experiencing a period of poor health lately.

Buried underground in the shadows every day, she lost more than ten pounds and her skin became frighteningly pale.

I guess he'll need to stay at school for a while and get plenty of sunshine to recover to his previous condition.

"But you're really amazing. Filming while buried in a coffin, only a tough person could endure that." Gao Wenfeng looked at him with admiration for his dedication to acting.

During this time, the news that Wang Xuan was filming in a coffin had already spread throughout the entire film academy, and even the neighbors next door had heard about it.

It seems that the script that Wang Xuan invested in himself hasn't been leaked yet. Otherwise, it wouldn't just be a matter of admiration; people would probably be gossiping about it behind his back.

After all, investing in movies is a high-risk, low-return endeavor, let alone niche art-house films.

"Stop talking about me, let's talk about school. What interesting things have happened while I was filming?"

Upon hearing this question, Zhu Yilong and Gao Wenfeng perked up.

"Lust, Caution has been released. Although it's a censored version, I watched the uncut version online. Tang Wei's body is amazing." Gao Wenfeng smiled lewdly.

"The content of this movie is controversial, and netizens have spontaneously formed a boycott, demanding that it be taken down. The director apologized, and the public outcry was quite significant."

The film was rumored to be quite explicit when it premiered in Venice, and it attracted a large audience to theaters when it was released.

But the more you watch the film, the more uneasy you feel.

Mainstream media continue to praise it, after all, this is a film by a famous director that won the Golden Lion Award.

It is praised for its artistic ambition, its exploration of the depths of human nature, and its perfect presentation of the complexity of the narrative.

Most viewers won't buy into these kinds of articles that have no moral boundaries.

One scholar publicly criticized China, igniting a powder keg: "China is still standing, while Li and his ilk are still kneeling."

"The film only focuses on 'lust' and 'caution,' using bestiality to undermine national sentiment."

Even the relatives of the real-life figure held a press conference to condemn the film for bringing shame upon the hero.

Some media outlets, organizations, and public figures have joined the criticism, calling for a boycott, a ban, and removal from shelves.

In this era, there's no shortage of loyal loyalists; netizens opposing the movement and supporting it are arguing fiercely, and the battle has spread to blogs, online forums, and other online communities...

Ironically, despite the massive boycott, the film's box office revenue continued to rise.

Wang Xuan expressed his helplessness, saying that in the era before the Internet was widespread, most people were not yet intellectually developed.

In 2026, many people who heard Old A's story felt like they had just been enlightened.

These people are too well protected by socialism.

"I'll wash my face, let's go out for something nice to eat," Wang Xuan said, getting up.

Gao Wenfeng wanted to share the full version of the resource, but seeing that neither of them was interested, he wisely kept quiet.

Little did he know, Wang Xuan had no interest in black.

The three of them went out to eat at a restaurant outside the school. They were all about the same age and all art students, so they got along very well.

After the meal, Wang Xuan parted ways with them to get his long hair cut.

"Sir, could you shave the sides and trim the middle a little..."

"Okay."

Half an hour later, the stylist gave Wang Xuan the American-style spiky haircut he wanted. It wasn't perfect, but it looked much more energetic than the current trend of everyone sporting a "punk" hairstyle.

Back at school, Wang Xuan asked his class advisor for a refund.

"No need to rush to class, you can rest for a few more days."

She had heard that Wang Xuan had a tough time filming and slept for about twenty hours straight.

"No need, I recover faster by interacting with more people."

"In that case, you should go back to class this afternoon and catch up on the lessons you've missed."

"Okay, teacher."

···

The afternoon is for academic classes.

When Wang Xuan walked into the classroom, he instantly attracted everyone's attention, and everyone looked at him with curious eyes.

"Hey, Xiaotian, why are you looking at me like you've discovered something amazing?"

Wang Xuan sat in his seat and poked Jing Tian's back in the row in front of him with the tip of his pen, deliberately avoiding the two conspicuous bra straps.

Jing Tian turned around, grabbed the pen from Wang Xuan's hand, glared at him with her big eyes, and said in a cute but fierce tone:

"Just say what you want to say, stop poking me, okay?"

After saying that, she threw the pen on the table and then began to explain Wang Xuan's question:

"After visiting the set last time, Biyun praised you, saying you'd definitely become a movie star in the future, so the whole class knows now."

"That big mouth of hers, isn't it obvious? Does she even need to say it?"

Hearing Wang Xuan's shameless admission, Jing Tian rolled her eyes dramatically: "Would you die if you didn't brag?!"

"You don't believe me? Want to make a bet?"

"What are we betting on?"

Jing Tian's curiosity was immediately piqued. It didn't matter what the bet was; having been a well-behaved girl since childhood, she found it very exciting.

"If I win Best Actor within 5 years, then you lose, and you have to promise me one thing. If you can't do it, I'll promise you one thing too."

Wang Xuan crossed his arms, looking confident of victory.

"Fine, I'll bet with you." Jing Tian couldn't stand Wang Xuan's arrogant attitude.

"What are you two betting on? Count me in!" Chai Biyun, who had just walked in, heard this and shouted that she wanted to join in too.

"It's nothing."

Wang Xuan and Jing Tian spoke in unison, their eyes met, and then they quickly turned their heads away.

This is a bet between the two of them, and they don't want a third person involved.