Who made the phone call? (3)
I nodded.
"What you've written, this sci-fi story, proposes an apocalypse through a powerful secret organization that dominates the world, in order to plunder resources and control population, unfolding a series of shocking conspiracies. I think it's very creative how you imagine Earth as a colony of alien civilization. And the point you raise, what they buy and sell is not goods, but people, their lifetime and energy, even faith, makes one feel a chill while reading." said Ou Yang Xiao Xiao.
"I wrote this science fiction also because in the past two years, disasters have frequently occurred all over the world, and doomsday theories have been popular. There are supporters who quote classics, and opponents who make extensive arguments. Furthermore, the fact that the Earth's environment has been destroyed is indisputable. None of us know how long the resources on this planet can sustain development. If we want to achieve sustainable development, there is only one thing to do: reduce the number of people and control population growth. Only in this way will the Earth's resources be sufficient for sustainable development, and this alien civilization's colony will be able to enslave humanity for a long time."
Ouyang Xiaoxiao smiled, "Your idea can be self-consistent under this assumption, but if it's made into a movie, considering the realistic factors, there might be countless plot holes."
I smiled, "Well, I can recommend a movie to you, called 'The Secret Code', when I wrote this script, I was also greatly inspired by it. When you have time, you can find it and take a look. To be honest, I just want to make this movie into that kind of effect, hoping that people can reflect on what we have done to the earth after watching the movie, and what we should do next."
"I think, instead of saying you want to make this story into a movie, it's better to find some time and write it as science fiction, which would be easier. Because the process of making a movie, from preparation to filming, to post-production, to release, all takes a very long time. Maybe your subject matter is great now, but in two years, it might be outdated, and nobody will pay attention to it anymore." said Ouyang Xiaoxiao.
"You can't be wanting me to change careers from a screenwriter to a science fiction writer, can you?" I laughed.
"This is also possible," Ouyang Xiao Xiao said seriously, looking at me, "After all, it's about telling a good story and attracting people with the plot."
"Sometimes, movies aren't about the plot, but about the visual and spiritual impact of the images, or the enjoyment of the atmosphere, or even the reflection and insight that comes after the story ends. For example, 'The Lord of the Rings' is all about the visual impact, while a movie like '5 Centimeters Per Second' is about the enjoyment, and 'No Country for Old Men' is about the introspection into one's own life."
Ouyang Xiaoxiao smiled, "I don't watch many movies usually, so the opinions I expressed may be mostly incorrect. I hope I didn't mislead you. You should stick to your own views, that's all."
I smiled.
"Do you usually like to argue with people?" Ou Yang Xiao Xiao suddenly asked.
"In college, I really enjoyed debating with others. At that time, I even represented our class and participated in the debate competition organized by the school, and was evaluated as the best debater. Later, after leaving school, I gradually understood what 'silence is golden' means. Slowly, I didn't have the ability to debate well anymore. On one hand, it can be said that I got older, matured psychologically, and wasn't so competitive anymore. On the other hand, it can also be thought that I got older, became psychologically numb, and my sharpness was reduced."
Ouyang Xiaoxiao burst out laughing.
At this time, a lively ringtone sounded.
Ouyang Xiao quickly picked up a small bag next to her and pulled out her phone.
Seeing the number on the screen, Ouyang Xiao's eyes widened in shock. In an instant, her face turned very ugly.
Ouyang Xiao didn't answer the phone, and Ren's mobile phone kept ringing.
It rang for about half a minute and then stopped ringing.
I was thinking of asking her why she wasn't answering the phone when my mobile phone rang again.
"I'm going to screw your mom, beat her up and I'm not done yet," Ouyang Xiao Xiao cursed angrily.
I was stunned.
Finally, after making the second call, the other party did not call again.
Ouyang Xiaoxiao's face remained iron-green, and the air in the room stagnated.
Neither of us said anything.
After being silent for more than two minutes, Ouyang Xiao said, "Muxian, let's go down and take a walk together."
"Where to go?" I was stunned for a moment.
"Let's talk about it later," Ouyang Xiaoxiao said, standing up and picking up a small bag from the cabinet. She put her laptop and phone into it.

