"Why can't I watch it? This is unedited; nobody else can even see it."
"This... what you're saying... what kind of trick is this? Can our Little Master do this too? Won't it get damaged?"
Hong Ying shouted angrily, "Just how is it done? You could at least explain it to me!"
The Phonograph laughed out loud, "HOHAHAAHA! You wretched thing, can't see it, can you? It should just drive you mad!"
The last roll of film was hidden in the Portable Residence, and Zhou Changhong couldn't find it.
But the movie wasn't finished yet. Ma Wu changed film sets and continued shooting. Just two days into it, another big fire broke out, destroying the camera, props, and sets.
Destroying things wasn't a big deal, as they could be replaced.
But if someone's life was lost one day, that would be a serious matter.
Ma Wu told Zuo Wugang to step up security. Zuo Wugang didn't dare to sleep at night, and he had his men arrange several additional shifts of sentries to guard the film set tightly.
