Late at night, Li Banfeng sat in the Fifth Room, enjoying a film with the Projector.
After editing, the story's plot became more coherent, the characters fuller, and the frequent frame-dropping issue had greatly improved; the film's heroine appeared more and more real.
Li Banfeng praised, "Creating such a complete film from just an idea on paper, your skills have improved so much. It seems you found a good teacher."
The Projector flickered its lens and said, "All thanks to Seventh Guide's excellent guidance."
Li Banfeng shook his head. "Don't flatter me; I don't deserve it. When it comes to making films, I don't even possess a tenth of your skill. Are you really unwilling to introduce that teacher to me?"
The Projector firmly replied, "You're talking about that girl, aren't you? She is indeed a figment of my imagination."
Li Banfeng looked at the Projector.
The Projector calmly said, "Seventh Guide, I am utterly loyal to you, and that has never changed."
