Black Technology Director Can Make Anything Come True (13):
Chu Feng “naturally” settled down in Huaguo.
In the period that followed, Si Qi was busy traveling all over the country, while Chu Feng once again “naturally” tagged along at his side, under the lofty pretense of “helping check whether the actors about to collaborate are suitable for their roles,” which made Si Lin so angry he felt like a balloon that would explode at the slightest poke.
Curious, Si Qi asked Si Lin why he disliked Chu Feng so much, wanting to know what sort of grudge they might have had in their previous life.
If Si Qi had asked him this question earlier, Si Lin might have honestly answered, “Lawrence has powerful forces behind him. If he wanted to seize something, we wouldn’t have the ability to fight back.”
But now…
Now how could Si Lin possibly bring himself to say to his older brother: “Brother, you’ve been targeted by a man. This man is powerful, influential, and is sticking by your side in pursuit of you”… How could he say that out loud!
Besides, what if saying it made his brother suddenly realize it and start considering it?
Not to mention, Lawrence was really not bad-looking. He maintained himself well, had people managing his clothing and appearance, and possessed both wealth and status.
If he truly wanted to spoil someone in the palm of his hand, even a straight man like his brother might have his heart shaken—because it would feel as if the entire world revolved around you, treating you as the very center of everything.
To prevent his brother from being stolen away, Si Lin had been working like mad lately, just so he could help his brother “grow stronger” sooner. Even if Lawrence tried to seize by force in the future, Si Lin would face him head-on without fear and protect his brother.
Whatever Lawrence could give, Si Lin could give as well!
Thinking this way, Si Lin tried to hint to Si Qi: “Brother, Lawrence is a terrible person. I don’t like him.”
Si Qi was surprised: “Really?”
But thinking it over from another perspective, Chu Feng didn’t exactly seem like an easy person to get along with.
Whether he was the Lord God or a being in the small worlds, the times Chu Feng was approachable were always far fewer than the times he was aloof. This was most likely the influence of his true self’s will. After all, expecting a god born into solitude to truly understand ordinary people’s thoughts and willingly conceal his power to appear unremarkable… wasn’t very realistic.
Si Qi imagined the many scenes from their past life where Si Lin, the child of the world, had been suppressed by the mighty Chu Feng. He understood his younger brother’s feelings and comforted him: “As long as you don’t fall out with Lawrence, he’s actually easy to get along with.”
Hearing this, Si Lin panicked—his brother was already being fooled by Lawrence’s disguise! Alarmed, he said: “Brother! Everything you see is fake! It’s all an act Lawrence puts on! He’s not that easy to deal with. What if one day he suddenly gets tired of us…”
He didn’t want to see his brother fall for him only to be coldly cast aside later. How would he be able to protect him then?
In both their previous and current lives, Si Lin didn’t like the proud and heartless Chu Feng at all. That man was like a temperamental emperor—being around him was unbearably stressful.
“Brother, you must stay wary of Lawrence, I wouldn’t lie to you!”
“…” Seeing his younger brother’s cautious and serious expression, Si Qi couldn’t help but chuckle. Rubbing his head under his worried gaze, he said, “Alright, I know. Your brother won’t do anything reckless.”
Si Lin sighed helplessly: “Brother…”
He was still so worried his brother would be deceived by that bastard Lawrence. After all, his brother was so pure (?), so kind (?), soft-hearted whenever someone showed him a bit of pity. He almost wished he could shrink his brother down and carry him in the palm of his hand everywhere, shielding him from any danger in the world—especially the particular danger spelled with the letters L-A-W-R-E-N-C-E.
In the end, though, Si Qi still left with Chu Feng, under Si Lin’s deeply worried gaze.
Chu Feng, sly as ever, seized the chance to whisper bewitching words into Si Qi’s ear: “I think your younger brother is too prejudiced against me. I have no ill will toward you two.”
“I know.” Si Qi responded readily, “He’s still young, and because of some past events, he’s extremely cautious about anyone around me, afraid I’ll get hurt again.”
Chu Feng keenly caught the word “again,” his eyes narrowing slightly. But he didn’t bring up the matter of Si Qi’s uncle and aunt—these trivial issues, he would naturally take care of for Si Qi.
Smiling, he said, “You have a very good younger brother.”
Those words touched exactly the softest spot in Si Qi’s heart. With a smile in his eyes, he said, “Yes, he’s a good child.”
Chu Feng’s smile remained, but inwardly he was a little troubled by how close the brothers were.
Si Lin bore far too much hostility toward him, and he really didn’t know what he had done to provoke the boy.
Was it just because he liked his older brother?
Pursuing the person one’s heart longed for was only natural. That child simply couldn’t live without his brother, terrified that he would steal away his only family.
…Although Chu Feng did indeed intend to steal him away.
So speaking ill of Si Lin in front of Si Qi and trying to drive a wedge between them wouldn’t work. Si Qi was too clever; he would surely notice. Instead, Chu Feng even had to force himself to say good things about Si Lin in front of Si Qi. Ah, truly… when it came to pleasing others, this was a complete blind spot in his knowledge.
But it didn’t matter. Even without that knowledge, he still had a resilient heart that would never be defeated no matter the obstacles.
Chu Feng believed he would definitely win over this person before him.
…
Two months later, the first batch of AR glasses finally debuted under the eager anticipation of the public.
The impact was undoubtedly even greater than when smartphones entered the market more than a decade earlier. News media rushed to cover the scene, waiting outside stores from early morning to film the long lines of customers who had been queuing since the night before.
Because the crowd was so large, the streets became congested, and the police even had to step in—directing people and traffic while secretly grumbling to themselves, “Why did I have to be on duty today? I want to join too.”
Those lucky enough to secure the first batch tore open their packages on the spot and put the glasses on their noses. Right before the eyes of countless expectant onlookers, they nearly jumped in shock at the screen that suddenly appeared “in front of them.”
While others looked at them as if they were crazy, they waved their arms in midair, tapped at invisible spots, and wore expressions of utter astonishment as they used the device. Their excitement only further inflamed the crowd of buyers, who wished they could get their hands on the legendary glasses immediately and experience the futuristic technology for themselves.
As more and more people actually purchased the product, conversations everywhere revolved around AR glasses. Whether it was seeing a colleague who never wore glasses suddenly sporting a pair in the office and sharing a knowing smile, or reading discussions online about the mind-blowing immersive experience, more and more people joined the topic—including many foreign friends expressing envy because they couldn’t buy the glasses right away from abroad.
At this point, someone suddenly noticed that Si Qi, the developer of these AR glasses that had ignited worldwide discussion and practically shoved smartphones out of the future communications market, had finally enrolled in university after the summer break.
And to the surprise of many who didn’t usually follow current events or online gossip, the teenager who invented such miraculous glasses—and was also reportedly the top scorer in the provincial college entrance exam—did not enter one of the country’s top prestigious universities as everyone imagined. Instead, he had enrolled in a…
Art academy???
This news once again easily shot to the top of the trending searches, and the wave of questioning that had appeared before resurfaced. Only this time, there were far fewer people seriously criticizing Si Qi. Most of the voices came from obvious contrarians and sour keyboard warriors who looked for faults in everything. Even when they appeared, their comments were quickly drowned out by the larger discussion. Many people cheerfully said: “With Si Qi’s abilities and the fortune he has now, whether he enters a top university or not doesn’t really matter, right?”
“After all, if he really wants to study or research something, do you think he’d ever lack the resources to learn or do it?”
“I bet the revenue from just this one AR glasses project would already be enough for him to personally invest in creating a university.”
“He likes filmmaking, so applying to a film academy is perfectly normal. I just hope that while making films, he’ll also research something new again…”
“If every top scorer in the college entrance exam were as capable as Si Qi, our country would never have to worry about becoming stronger. I’d be laughing in my sleep.”
Seeing the buzz around himself reach such heights, Si Qi, like any shrewd director, cleverly seized the moment to promote his new film project on Weibo: “Hello everyone, my first movie, ‘Battle of the Twin Stars,’ is in full preparation. It’s expected to premiere at the end of the year. I hope you’ll all support it~~”
As soon as the post went live, the number of reposts, comments, and likes skyrocketed. Many curious users asked: “Battle of the Twin Stars? From the title alone it’s hard to tell what kind of film this is supposed to be.”
“You’ll have it finished in just a few months? That’s really fast—it’s not going to be another ten-minute short film, is it?”
“Support, support! I still vividly remember that campus short film you made last time. This new one definitely won’t disappoint either!”
“Hahaha, 77, can you add AR technology to your movie? I’d really love to experience standing right beside the characters and watching them interact, like I was really there~”
After posting, Si Qi waited a few seconds and refreshed the page. Soon he saw several top comments and chose a few to reply to: “Battle of the Twin Stars is a sci-fi film set in an interstellar background.”
“It’s not a short film—the finished product will be about an hour and a half to two hours long.”
“There will indeed be an AR version. If you wear the glasses in the theater, you’ll be able to see the protagonist and characters appear right before your eyes—by the way, this time the protagonist is played by me.”
The first few replies were one thing, but the last reply instantly set off a frenzy among fans: “What? 77, you’re acting in it yourself? Aaaaah, suddenly I’m so much more interested in this movie! I’ll definitely go to the theater to support you!!”
“Wuwuwu, 77, you don’t know how much I like you! There’s so little news about you online, just a few group photos your classmates posted and a graduation picture. Wuwuwu, it’s so lonely being a fangirl…”
“Hurry up and release the trailer already! I can’t wait any longer!”
Seeing such a warm response online, Si Qi hummed a tune happily.
He closed the webpage in front of him and took a sip of water. When he looked up, he suddenly saw Chu Feng walking in dressed in imperial noble attire. The familiar figure instantly pulled his memory back to those years, and his gaze unconsciously lingered, his body leaning forward as if to reach out to pull him close. He blurted out: “Lancelot…”
Chu Feng gave a low “Hm?” He didn’t understand why Si Qi suddenly called out the name of the character he had played, and in such a familiar, nostalgic tone at that.
Meeting Chu Feng’s puzzled gaze, it took Si Qi several seconds to pull himself out of the memories of the past. He looked at Chu Feng with a complicated expression, then lightly covered his eyes with one hand. After a moment, when he raised his head again, he was once more the lively, sunny teenager full of energy.
But Chu Feng wasn’t fooled by this performance. He didn’t overlook the flash of sadness on Si Qi’s face, and he kept turning it over in his mind, wondering if he had done something wrong to make the person he liked show that expression.
Yet no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t figure it out.
What’s more, the youth’s current attire made it nearly impossible for him to think of anything else.
The boy was wearing a perfectly fitted starship officer’s uniform. A white belt cinched tightly at his waist revealed smooth body lines, highlighting a striking figure that was pleasing to the eye.
The navy-blue uniform symbolizing the starry sky, knee-high black leather boots, and a sword hanging at his side ready to be drawn—all combined into a crisp, sharp image that carried an invisible air of killing intent. It completely erased what little childishness remained in the youth, leaving only sharpness and coldness.
It was the aura only a soldier could have.
Chu Feng had never thought that someone’s temperament could change so drastically with just a change of clothing. It was as if the warm, sunny boy had vanished, replaced by a young commander hardened by countless battles, already accustomed to surviving through war.
He had become the very “Major General Si” from the script.
In an instant, Chu Feng suddenly understood why some people liked to play role-playing games in intimate settings—because this was simply… far too hard to resist.
It took a tremendous effort for Chu Feng to look away, his heart pounding uncontrollably in his chest. He was worried the boy would notice something was off. If Si Qi found out that his mind at this moment was filled with indecent images, he would be furious enough to cut ties with him.
Although, the imagined version of the boy was truly, deeply alluring. Just the slightest daydream about it was enough to make his mouth go dry.
The day’s filming schedule included two scenes. One was when Si Qi, newly promoted to Major General, faced a sudden upheaval in the royal palace. To protect the emperor, he stayed behind to cover the retreat and was captured by enemy forces. The other was several years later, when Si Qi returned in uniform and attempted to assassinate the emperor in a private setting, only to be stopped by the emperor’s knight, Lancelot. Surrounded by soldiers, his assassination attempt failed, and he was thrown into prison.
Since both scenes took place in the same constructed “royal hall,” they could be filmed back-to-back despite the large time gap between them in the script.
After two months, the crew had already passed the initial adjustment period and grown more coordinated. Thanks to Si Qi’s painstaking casting efforts, every chosen actor matched their role perfectly, so the filming progress was extremely smooth. Rarely did a scene require more than a few retakes.
The scenes between Si Qi and Chu Feng were even more so.
Let alone that Si Qi had experienced so many worlds and played so many characters of different personalities, just the time he spent as an actor in some worlds was already longer than many people’s entire lifetime. In terms of acting skills, not even a film emperor could be compared with him.
What’s more, the role Si Qi was playing this time was his own self from back then. This didn’t even require acting at all; it was purely recalling the past and presenting it as it was.
On the other hand, Chu Feng, a complete outsider, managed to pass every scene in just one take, drawing astonishment from many professional actors.
When asked the reason, Chu Feng only smiled and said: “I don’t feel like I’m acting. This role fits me as though we are the same person, so… I just act as usual.”
Everyone looked at Chu Feng standing off-camera at that moment, then recalled the noble-born, elegant “Star of the Empire” in the script, and they accepted it instantly without the slightest doubt: “That’s right, this role really is just like you…”
“I even think the director wrote the script based on you, hahaha!”
Seeing everyone react this way, Chu Feng raised his brows subtly, faintly feeling something odd.
He realized that once he put on this outfit, no matter what he did—whether actions, words, or even subconscious reactions—they were all exactly the same as what the script described.
Especially when interacting with Si Qi, that overwhelming sense of “crossing into another world” grew even stronger.
Sometimes he stood before the camera, clearly knowing it was just a shoot and he wasn’t supposed to drink. Yet once he was in that splendid banquet hall, he instinctively became Lancelot himself. The honor of his family and the responsibilities he was born into forced him to always carry himself with proud confidence, inspiring respect and awe in everyone around.
Sometimes when speaking with his subordinates, he would even subconsciously let slip secrets of the Empire.
He had no idea from which corner of his mind these secrets sprang. If not for his habit of carefully filtering his words before speaking, he might have truly blurted them out, as though he had sunk too deeply into the role and gone half-mad.
—It seemed he really did have an extraordinary talent for acting, and precisely because of this, he was actually very unsuited to be an actor.
So thinking, the first scene of the palace raid ended. With the help of costumes and makeup, Si Qi altered his appearance and stood before the camera once more. The unruly genius aura of a youth was now restrained, leaving behind only a deep, steady presence tempered by countless hardships, along with an unfathomable trace of mystery.
Because of his upbringing, Chu Feng had received martial training from a young age, with plenty of real combat experience. Whether in brawls, weapon fights, or even gun battles, he had very solid combat ability.
Yet what surprised him was that the supposedly ordinary-born youth, with no opportunity to touch such fields, needed no martial arts instructor at all—he stepped in and fought in such a way that looked authentic, to the point where, if Chu Feng slipped even a little, the youth might actually suppress him!
This shocked Chu Feng so much that he instinctively used some of his true skills in the fight. That only made the scene look even better, drawing waves of exclamations from the surrounding crew. But what startled Chu Feng the most was that, during their battle, some of the moves he unleashed subconsciously were ones he had never learned before!
It was as though his body’s instincts were guiding him, making him subconsciously know what attacks the youth would launch next, and how he should counter them.
By the time he regained awareness, Si Qi had already, as the script dictated, been surrounded by a swarm of soldiers. Chu Feng grabbed his arm, twisted it behind his back, slammed him to the ground, and roared angrily: “You actually betrayed the Empire!!”
The young general beneath him let out a scornful, mocking laugh. His stubborn, battered look was so infuriating, and at the same time…
Heart-wrenching.
Chu Feng’s performance went far beyond ordinary acting; it was as if he had truly experienced a cruel betrayal. He treated the man before him as an equal rival, lowered his eternally proud head, regarded him as a confidant, and was willing to share the responsibility of protecting the Empire’s peace with him…
And the result?
The general’s heart was filled with unspeakable anguish and disappointment. He personally threw Si Qi into a pitch-dark dungeon, chained his hands with the sturdiest shackles, hung him against the wall, and said in a low voice: “Weren’t you so capable? I’d like to see how you plan to escape me this time…”
When his words fell, Chu Feng stared at the expressionless man who didn’t react at all, and the more he looked, the more anger welled in his chest.
“Let’s see how long you can keep that hard mouth!”
Years of battle had hardened the two generals’ hearts into stone. Chu Feng subconsciously raised the electric whip used for interrogation, ready to habitually lash it down onto the prisoner’s body.
But at the very instant he lifted it, he suddenly realized on whom this would land. Strangely, he froze, unable to lift that hand holding the whip any further.
The dark, silent dungeon remained eerily still for a long while. Then Chu Feng, as though fooling even himself, lowered the whip and sneered: “The unruly and unyielding Major General Si—back in the military academy you were known as a hard bone. I suppose you wouldn’t care about this little bit of torture.”
Meeting Si Qi’s cold gaze, a gaze that regarded him like a stranger, Chu Feng’s heart clenched in pain all the more fiercely.
Step by step he approached, grasped the youth’s pale chin, and roughly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb. Forcing the youth’s head up, he leaned close and murmured: “Then… do you not care about this either?”
As he spoke, the man’s broad, heated palm slowly slid downward—past the neck, past the collar. It stopped at the button, then suddenly clenched with force and ripped downward, violently tearing open the uniform that represented supreme honor and the dignity of the Empire, exposing the messy white shirt beneath.
Blood and sweat soaked through the youth’s shirt, revealing faint glimpses of body lines and skin beneath.
For the first time, Si Qi’s indifferent expression faltered. Those abyssal, dark eyes truly focused on the man before him, engraving his figure deep within his pupils.
The instant their gazes locked, countless strange memories surged into Chu Feng’s mind. But he had no time to deal with them.
His throat was unbearably dry, his head buzzing, and only one thought spun around and around—
He was wrong.
What did it mean, having too much acting talent made him unsuited for this profession?
If acting sometimes allowed him to enjoy such moments up close…
He was willing to be an actor for life!!!
Jev Mtls 