I don’t believe it anymore, it’s just a little money. One day, all of you will kneel down and beg me for the money, begging me to make a movie... Walking on the boulevard of the campus, Wang Xiaole, who was full of alcohol, yelled loudly. Then he Staggered a few steps, hugged a yellow horned orchid by the side of the road, and vomited loudly... This script is wrong, my life is not like this, and the films I shoot are all violent!