"Of course, if you just intend to entertain yourselves on campus, then this can be considered a qualified positive-themed stage play."

Sitting in front of his computer, Wang Yueheng naturally noticed the uproar on the other end of the phone, and then added with a smile.

He could almost see the astonished expressions on the faces of the archaeology students.

After all, it is extremely difficult for archaeology students to come up with such a conventional script.

The impact of completely overturning the other party's claims right from the start is self-evident...

"Of course, if you'd like, I can help suggest modifications."

"In addition, I can also create a theme song specifically based on the revised story..."

"However, I'm afraid your entire drama will have to be scrapped and remade. It's up to you to decide what to do."

Wang Yueheng then added.

That's why we did it.

It was also out of respect for Dr. Knoxland, who had already sacrificed his life, and Professor Zheng Shuangmei, who had taken the initiative to invite him.

Whether the archaeology students accept her good intentions is up to Tong Yue and the others.

Wang Yueheng would not force anyone to help.

"What?! Teacher Yue Heng can also write songs for our stage play!"

"What should we do? Do we really have to rewrite the script?"

"But there's only a day and a half left until tomorrow's performance. Will we have enough time to rehearse?"

"And we also need to factor in the time that Mr. Wang Yueheng spent helping with the scriptwriting..."

"I'm so nervous!"...

Upon hearing Wang Yueheng's answer, the archaeology students in the classroom were shocked and immediately began to discuss it amongst themselves.

As for the screenwriter, Zhang Donglei, his face was extremely embarrassed. He sat there with his brows furrowed and couldn't say a word.

The script that I painstakingly created.

They were belittled to the point of being almost worthless.

Such a comment was tantamount to being splashed with a bucket of cold water in front of him in public, leaving him utterly humiliated.

"Teacher Yue Heng, we have to perform on stage tomorrow night. If we need to make changes, will there be enough time?"

"It must take you quite a while to revise the new script, right?"

Tong Yue, who was in charge of communicating with Wang Yueheng, then cautiously asked.

"If you are sure you need me to make changes."

"I can revise the script and lead you in rehearsals on the spot, so you don't need to worry about the performance."

"As a director, I am confident in this regard."

"The theme song can be written by tonight at the latest, which will not delay the rehearsal schedule."

Wang Yueheng replied calmly over the phone.

I only spent half a month filming "Dying to Survive".

Relying on his "domineering director" skills, he could effortlessly arrange the movement of each character and the lighting and set design.

Even if it's just a group of middle school students performing, Wang Yueheng can arrange everything perfectly for them.

Not to mention the top students at California Institute of Technology.

If all else fails.

It's not impossible to temporarily exchange a performance skill for an actor on stage.

After all, it all comes down to this public performance.

It's enough to earn back the popularity points spent on helping the actors exchange for skills.

"Change! It absolutely must be changed!"

"Since Professor Wang Yueheng is so supportive of our stage play, how could we possibly refuse!"

"We must see the wonderful script that Mr. Wang Yueheng has brought us!"

Unexpectedly, before Tong Yue could answer...

Zhang Donglei suddenly stood up, his face flushed with excitement as he clenched his fist and spoke.

His face flushed slightly with excitement.

That being said...

But what he implied was that he was unwilling to have his hard-earned stage play script rejected so directly by Wang Yueheng.

Zhang Donglei made up his mind.