I'm reborn and I'm an international student again?

Chapter 541 I'm Not a Drama God

Horizontal movie city, Qinhuai market scene.

The ancient city is tightly wrapped in an indescribable atmosphere of tension and oppression.

On both sides of the street, pedestrians walked hurriedly with serious expressions, and it seemed that everyone had a heavy secret in his heart.

Although the shop windows were still flashing with attractive lights and colorful merchandise, trying to cover up the anxiety of the outside world with a prosperous posture, the pace of customers could not help but quicken, and every step seemed particularly heavy. Every corner of the street was filled with agents wearing black clothes and holding pistols. Military police with long guns on their backs and helmets on their heads were guarding various important checkpoints.

Newsboys shuttled through the bustling crowd, their clear voices piercing through the noise as they shouted loudly: "Extra edition! Extra edition! Know the latest battle situation immediately!" The newspapers in their hands were like faint lights flickering in the darkness. Although they were not enough to dispel the haze in people's hearts, they became a precious link to connect to external information and seek spiritual comfort.

Not far away, a cigarette vendor was standing alone, looking a little listless.

At this time, a young man in a white suit slowly approached and said softly, "Give me a pack of cigarettes."

The vendor was startled at the sound, then showed a look of delight. He quickly took the banknotes and took out a pack of specially customized cigarettes from the shelf. The patterns on the cigarettes were lifelike, with airplanes and cannons complementing each other, revealing a different atmosphere of the times.

Just as the transaction was about to be completed, a fat man wearing a soft felt hat suddenly appeared, gently patted the young man on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, you really made it easy for us to find you."

The young man turned around slowly, a hint of alertness flashing in his eyes. Then, several men in black quickly stepped forward, snatched the cigarette from his hand, and conducted a thorough search of the surroundings.

The peddler was so frightened by the sudden change that he was trembling all over and was controlled by the man in black nearby.

However, after a careful search, no one found anything unusual.

They looked at each other, and finally could only sigh helplessly and shook their heads.

"Who are you? I don't think I have done anything wrong." asked Master Chen.

"Well, have you thought through what I told you last time?"

"whats the matter?"

"Don't play dumb. This is about the future of your family's arsenal." The fat man lowered his voice, with a hint of threat in his tone, "Your father is in prison right now. As his children, can you really stay out of it and remain unmoved?"

"Oh, that matter." Young Master Chen exhaled a puff of smoke lightly, seemingly not caring. "It's been too long, I can't remember it clearly. As for my father, I believe he has his own way to deal with it."

"You! How can you be so cold and heartless? You are so disrespectful and unfilial!" The fat man was furious when he heard this, and his voice couldn't help but rise a few degrees: "Haven't you always wanted to do business? Businessmen are all after profit. The new government has just been established, and it is the time to open up talents. We have offered very generous conditions. As long as you continue to maintain the production of the arsenal, everything can be discussed."

"Oh?" Master Chen raised his eyebrows and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Businessmen pursue profits, I understand that. But in my opinion, some interests cannot be measured by money. As for the invitation from the new government, I'm afraid I have to think twice before acting." After he said that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Mr. Chen, please stay and listen to me. No matter where you make money, the essence is to create value. As long as the goods you produce are of high quality, the market will naturally favor them. Why bother about who you sell them to?" Suddenly, a young man with red lips and white teeth walked up to him.

"Indeed, in the ups and downs of the business world, interests come first. Let me tell you something: the highest interests of businessmen, in the final analysis, are still national interests!" After Chen Xi finished speaking, he threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and stomped it out.

These words were said by Mr. Fok, a well-known Hong Kong industrialist and patriot.

When Chen Xi first heard this, he scoffed at it like everyone else. But as he grew older, he gradually realized the deep meaning and weight behind this sentence.

"The highest interests of businessmen, after all, are still national interests! This sentence doesn't seem to be in the script, but with this sentence, the effect is maximized..." The director muttered to himself, touching his chin.

Many times, actors will not act according to the script, which is called improvisation.

That's exactly what Chen Xi did just now.

"Well, Mr. Chen, you'd better not refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit." Seeing that the other party did not agree, the young man's tone became a little harsher.

"Oh? What can you do to me? It's broad daylight, do you still want to kill me?" Master Chen sneered and didn't care at all.

The character played by Chen Xi is a rich second-generation who likes to flirt with other women, but he is a patriotic young man.

The group of people in front of us are the notorious new government spies.

"We at Unit 67 don't need a reason to arrest someone. Take him away!"

"Let me go, help!"

Young Master Chen was held up by several big men, shouting for help.

"Stop shouting, you will meet your good sister soon." The young man grinned and called his men to put Chen Xi into the car.

Inside a department building.

"I can't accept this money."

"Haha, Director Li, you should take the money. If you don't take it and I don't take it, how can Commissioner Xing take it? If Commissioner Xing doesn't take it, how can you and I make progress?"

"What Lao Qian said makes sense. Just keep it."

"Then...then I will refuse your offer."

Three men were sitting at the table drinking tea, and there were several small yellow croakers on the coffee table.

"Dong dong."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the office door.

One of the men wearing glasses was so frightened that he quickly covered the gold bars on the table with a cloth, then stood up straight and shouted, "Come in."

"Director Li, the person has been arrested."

"Take him away for interrogation first. As for his sister, we should treat her with the utmost intensity. Once she enters cell 67, there will be no mercy on her."

"Yes."

The young man reported and turned away.

The prison was shrouded in darkness and despair, as if even the air was filled with a heavy depression.

The dim light sprinkled sparsely from above, barely illuminating this small space, but adding a bit of eeriness and foreboding.

The four walls are made of cold stone bricks with a mottled surface, as if recording countless past wails and struggles.

The woman was tied tightly to the iron frame in the middle of the room. Her body was trembling slightly with fear and powerlessness, and the coldness of the iron chains penetrated through her clothes and into her bones.

Her eyes were wide open, filled with fear and despair, as she looked around at the horrifying torture instruments.

All around, various torture instruments stood quietly like the devil's minions, each stained with dried blood, silently telling of the cruelty and atrocities of the past.

An old pair of pliers, the edges of which had been sharpened by time and blood. Several thick whips, the whips were covered with dark red stains. Advanced electric shock devices, flashing a faint blue light, were like the gaze of the god of death, making people shudder.

On the ground, mottled bloodstains and dust intertwined together to form twisted and hideous patterns.

Prison No. 67, a place that makes people shudder.

"Chen Jing, once you enter our room 67, don't even think about getting out. Cooperate with us, or your good brother will be in trouble soon." A man with a face full of flesh said to the tied woman in front of him. "Bah, you scumbags, you arrested my father and me, and you even reached out to my brother." Chen Jing, played by Shui Shui, had blood on the corner of her mouth. She glared at him angrily and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Hey, you stinky woman, you actually refused to accept my toast and drank the forfeit wine. I hate wasting things the most. I usually eat up every grain of rice in the bowl." The man wiped the phlegm off his face, walked towards Chen Jing with a lewd smile, and reached out to undress her.

"You dare!" Chen Jing's eyes showed a trace of panic, and she tried desperately to break free from the restraints on her body.

"Haha, she asked me if I dare. Do you dare?" The man laughed and turned to look at the lackeys behind him.

"With the captain's order, we dare to do anything." The lackeys rubbed their hands and answered.

"Okay, follow my orders and line up outside, hahaha!"

"You...you are not human..."

The prison was filled with Chen Jing's curses and the secret agents' laughter.

"Click."

"boom."

"What are you arguing about? I told you to interrogate the prisoner, what are you doing?" Suddenly, the iron door opened and a middle-aged man walked in. There were several people following him, including Mr. Chen who was being held on a crossbow.

"This woman won't say anything, and I was just planning to scare her."

“Hmph, I think you want to turn your fake play into reality. You are not newcomers anymore. There are some things you can’t do when treating female prisoners. Otherwise, they might have thoughts of suicide. Our goal is to get information out of them... Bring her to my room at night, I will torture her and force a confession..." The middle-aged man first taught his men a lesson, and then changed his expression.

This couldn't help but make those who were scolded laugh in their hearts.

It turns out that the superior wants to have the meal alone!

"Your father, that old fellow, refuses to cooperate with us. Now it all depends on your attitude. If you don't want your sister to suffer, then cooperate with us..."

"Bah, Xiaohua, don't listen to them." Chen Jing shouted at the door.

"Director Li just said that we should increase our intensity." The young man who had captured Young Master Chen before was Lin Fan. He walked up to the middle-aged man and said.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded and left the interrogation room.

Humph, don’t blame me, everything was done by Mr. Shui.

Lin Fan looked at Shui Shui who was tied to the rack and sneered in his heart.

"You were so awesome outside just now, why did you become silent after entering Room 67? Huh? Mr. Chen." Lin Fan loosened the buttons of his shirt and looked at Chen Hua.

"Let my sister go."

"Why don't you ask your industrialist father?"

"He's already old, and he doesn't have much time left anyway, so you can do whatever you want."

"Well, you are really a filial son. The rumor in the world is that you are unruly and indifferent to the family business and loved ones, but I guess all this is just an appearance, right, Mr. Poison Bee?" Lin Fan raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, leisurely pulled out a few pages of paper from the file bag, and handed them to Chen Hua.

On those pages was a detailed agent file, except for the missing photos.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Chen Hua, played by Chen Xi, answered hesitantly.

"Tell me quickly, where is your accomplice Sting Bee?" Lin Fan suddenly grabbed Chen Hua's hair, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and every word was chilling.

"Poisonous bee? Stinging bee? Haha, I'm just a leisurely little bee at most!" Chen Hua acted like a nonchalant rich young man and started to fool Lin Fan.

"You'll never give up until you see the Yellow River! Since you are so stubborn, let me use another way to awaken your conscience. Let's start with your dear sister." After saying that, Lin Fan picked up the whip on the shelf and pulled it with his hand. After confirming that it was correct, he walked towards Chen Jing who was tied on the shelf with a sneer.

"Crack~"

"pia~"

The whip in Lin Fan's hand made a crackling sound.

Chen Xi didn't know why, but he felt something was wrong.

He broke free and shouted to Lin Fan, "Wait, I have something to say."

"Ah?" Lin Fan was stunned when he heard that, then turned around and looked at him.

No one knew what to do next.

"Cut! What the hell are you doing? Who invited this guy?" The director was furious. He catapulted himself into action again and jumped up from his chair.

"Wait, I have a good idea that can make the scene more exciting..." Chen Xi didn't wait for the director to continue scolding, and hurried over and whispered.

At this time, Shui Shui, Lu Tengyang and Lu Chengxian also gathered around.

"I'm so tired, come and massage my legs. They're numb." Lin Fan was already exhausted at this time. Seeing that he had time to rest, he was too lazy to pay attention to them. He just walked to the chair next to him and lay down. The assistant tactfully ran over and massaged his legs.

"You must be exhausted. The director seems to be in a meeting. Do you want to go?"

"Why are you going? It's just that the extra forgot his lines. He must be being scolded by that fierce guy."

Lin Fan picked up a drink and started drinking it, not paying any attention to his assistant's advice.

"Okay, let's do as you say. I'm very satisfied with the performances of your two friends, and I think you shouldn't be bad either. Shui Shui also spoke for you, so I might as well give it a try. All of you should cooperate with him. The lines of other people don't need to be changed much anyway, so just continue acting. Remember, no matter what happens in the middle, don't stop. I don't want to do it again..." After a long while, the director's gaze slowly moved to Lin Fan who was lying in the distance. A hint of ill intention flashed in his eyes, and then he turned to everyone and gave instructions.

"On your marks, action!" When everything was ready, the director waved the rolled-up magazine in his hand.

"Crack~" Lin Fan picked up the whip in his hand again and cracked it in the air.

"How dare you! Dog spy." Shui Shui cursed loudly.

Lin Fan didn't want to play this role in the first place, and he was beaten twice, so he was in a bad mood. He was immediately furious when he was scolded like this, and he raised the whip to attack.

"Wait, I'm the poisonous bee you're looking for!" A man's voice came from behind.

Lin Fan glanced at the director, and since the director didn't call for a stop, he had to continue acting under the circumstances.

What the hell, did this guy forget the lyrics again?
Damn it, a lousy extra wasted so much of my time, I’ll take care of you first.

He turned around and prepared to attack Chen Hua.

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