Bright sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the study where Wang Yang sat in front of a green blackjack table, engrossed in studying a stack of chips while stroking his chin, pondering the camera angles. Several decks of playing cards lay on the table, with two face-up cards at each betting spot, and the dealer's hand with one card face-up and another face-down; a series of chips with different denominations; an opened laptop and a notepad and pencil were also there.
"I'm in," Wang Yang said teasingly with a smile, looking at the dealer's position as if someone was standing there. He curled the corners of his mouth, and with both hands, pushed a large pile of black chips forward. He then frowned, feeling that it still wasn't cool enough! Picking up a pencil, he jotted a few notes in an A4 notebook, a thick volume of the "MIT-21-TEAM" storyboard script filled with various camera shots and lines of dialogue.
