"Congratulations on wrapping up!"

After finishing this last scene, Xiao He wrapped up his part, and so did Li Hanyue.

Liu Zehang held bouquets and handed them to Xiao He and Li Hanyue respectively.

"Thank you."

Xiao He looked at everyone, his eyes filled with reluctance and emotion.

The more than a month he spent in the crew was truly a novel and unforgettable experience for him.

Xiao He felt that he probably wouldn't forget it for a long time.

Even Bao Wei and Zhuo Jianhua came over to congratulate him.

Hou Rongxuan patted Xiao He's shoulder and said earnestly, "Originally, I wanted to introduce you to a director, but I heard Teacher Zhuo already made his move, so I couldn't compete with him. We'll have a chance to cooperate in the future."

Xiao He quickly expressed his gratitude.

Several people then gathered around Li Hanyue and offered some encouragement; the atmosphere of parting was particularly strong.

However, when Xiao He looked at the one hundred points he had painstakingly accumulated, the sorrow of parting instantly vanished. He almost couldn't help but laugh uproariously.

Haha! Finally! He finally grinded out one hundred points!

—This also indirectly showed how inhuman Zhu Lao San was, practically squeezing a draw out of Xiao He.

Thinking of the scenes he had filmed, Xiao He genuinely hoped that Zhu Lao San would have his day of reckoning.

With such anticipation, Xiao He pressed the lucky draw button.

The lucky draw interface was still as simple and unadorned. The prize popped out the moment he clicked— 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

“Congratulations on obtaining 'Hacker Technology (Beginner)', automatically learned.”

“Hacker Technology (Beginner) Details: Beginner hacker technology logged in the database, more conducive to your committing criminal acts online.”

Xiao He was dumbfounded.

Huh?

What is this again? I'm a computer science major myself, and you give me a beginner hacker skill? Who are you looking down on? Drawing this is like not drawing anything at all—

The next moment, Xiao He was slapped hard in the face.

Suddenly, a wealth of hacker-related knowledge appeared in his mind, far exceeding anything he could learn in school. It was as if a new world had opened up, elevating his command of computers and networks to an entirely new level.

If the previous Xiao He was just an ordinary programmer who simply wrote code, aiming for functionality rather than perfection, then the current him was a shadowy phantom who could freely traverse networks, delve into core mechanisms, and push the boundaries of the law.

—That was an entirely gray area.

But this wasn't what surprised Xiao He the most.

"This is only beginner?" Xiao He gasped.

If "beginner" could already reach an upper-middle level domestically and internationally, what level would higher-grade hacker technology be?

Unfortunately, it was currently unknown.

-

After packing up, Xiao He planned to return to Shanghai University first and wait for the new crew's filming notice.

He called out to Li Hanyue to come along.

Li Hanyue waved her hand, instead inviting, "A friend is coming to pick me up. Xiao Ge, why don't you ride back with me?"

Xiao He checked the ride-hailing time on his phone and was about to agree when an unfamiliar black car slowly pulled up beside them.

"Teacher Xiao, Teacher Li, where are you going? I can give you a ride."

The car window slowly lowered, and Li Zhicheng, sitting in the driver's seat, spoke to the two of them.

Xiao He realized it was Li Zhicheng and instantly became alert: "Uncle Li? Aren't you staying with the crew today?"

"The director asked me to procure some more props," Li Zhicheng explained, a subtle emotion flashing in his eyes. "Get in, it's not easy to hail a cab here."

What is this guy's purpose...

Xiao He narrowed his eyes.

He had been too busy lately and hadn't had time to act, and this guy was already preparing to make his move?

Xiao He curved his lips, waved to Li Hanyue: "Then I'll take Uncle Li's car. Goodbye."

Then he directly opened the car door and got into Li Zhicheng's car.

Li Hanyue nodded: "Okay, Xiao Ge, bye bye~"

Li Zhicheng poked his head out and looked at Li Hanyue: "Teacher Li, aren't you coming along?"

Li Hanyue explained: "My friend will be here soon, you two go ahead."

Li Zhicheng: "..."

The man's expression was ugly for a moment. He turned his head to look at the innocent-looking Xiao He beside him, and ultimately said nothing more. He stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the Film and Television Base.

Inside the car, the two fell into an eerie silence.

Xiao He decided to respond to changes by remaining unchanged, his hands naturally resting on his lap, looking straight ahead, appearing completely docile.

Li Zhicheng glanced at the young man beside him in the rearview mirror, seemingly pondering something, then reached for a cigarette next to him: "Do you smoke?"

"Thank you, I don't smoke."

"Alright."

Li Zhicheng lit a cigarette for himself and slowly exhaled smoke.

Xiao He silently rolled down his car window.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Zhicheng finally spoke: "Xiao, you're a student at Shanghai University, right? What made you decide to become an actor?"

Xiao He raised an eyebrow: "Some accidents and a bit of luck, and I also really wanted to expose Zhu Lao San's ugly face, so I accepted the director's invitation."

"Is that so—" Li Zhicheng twitched his lips, "You're quite righteous."

Xiao He heard the sarcasm in the man's words and decided to take the initiative: "Uncle Li, you've been watching my performance during this time. How do you think I acted? Was it reduction enough?"

Li Zhicheng: "I don't know much about acting, but I guess if the real Lao San saw you, he would be very surprised, after all, your face is indeed very reduction."

"Is that so—"

Xiao He drew out his words, his gaze piercing through the smoke to stare at the somewhat lean man in front of him, then slowly shifted his gaze: "Uncle Li, do you think they will ever catch the murderer in their lifetime?"

"Nickname." Li Zhicheng smiled, "Of course I hope they can catch the murderer soon, but it's been over twenty years, who knows what condition the murderer is in."

"That's true, but it reminds me of a news story I saw before—"

Xiao He said, feigning emotion.

"A fugitive wanted by the police for many years actually didn't go far. All these years, he has been lurking near the victim's family, just enjoying the pleasure of watching the victim's family suffer and the police being helpless for years—Uncle Li, do you think that Zhu Lao San might be like that too, secretly hiding near the victim's family all these years, and even knowing that a film crew is about to make a movie about the murder he committed back then?"

Li Zhicheng froze, the cigarette in his hand trembled, and ash fell onto his trousers, but he didn't care. He just turned his head, his expression cold as he stared at Xiao He.

Meeting the man's scrutinizing gaze, Xiao He pretended not to notice and smiled slightly at him: "What's wrong, Uncle Li? Just casual conversation. What do you think Zhu Lao San's reaction would be if he knew about this? Would he want to come to the set to take a look? Maybe he'd even comment on how well I, the 'Zhu Lao San' actor, portrayed him?"

The young man's smile was originally free of any malice, but his criminal demeanor added a hint of playfulness and mockery to it, as if everything was already crystal clear to him.

Li Zhicheng licked his dry lips and said, "I don't know any of that."

"Speaking of which, Uncle Li, your accent is quite strong. Were you also from C Province before? What made you decide to develop in Shanghai?"

Li Zhicheng rubbed the steering wheel: "Just came to broaden my horizons."

"After all—" He looked at Xiao He with a half-smile, "Xiao's knife skills really opened my eyes. It's my first time seeing them, and they're quite different from the usual techniques."

"Xiao, how did you practice those knife skills?"

"It's the De-boning Knife Technique, you know."

The young man said quietly.

"Uncle Li, do you know? De-boning emphasizes efficiency and aesthetics. If your movements are fast enough, you can even see the prey's muscles twitching and spasming due to unreleased nerve reflexes. The bones under the knife can't help but dance. If your movements are too slow, you might get stuck in the bone crevices, making a grinding sound, which would severely damage the completeness and efficiency of the work."

Li Zhicheng's eyes narrowed slightly: "Oh?"

He looked up at the rearview mirror, and the young man in the mirror seemed to know he was watching him. His gaze shot through the rearview mirror, meeting his eyes. Those dark, Lacquer eyes, identical to someone from twenty years ago, carried pure evil: "Uncle Li, have you experienced it?"