The curtains were pulled open, and blinding light flooded the room. Wang Taika lay sprawled on the sofa, instinctively shielding his eyes from the sun's glare with his hand as he looked at the figure standing by the window.,"You bet!" Wang Taika got up and pulled a diagnosis from the ground, handing it to Han Py. "Look, fresh harvest. The doctor says I have bipolar disorder.",Thus, at this very moment, Wang Taika was shouldering a camera and preparing to film a group of people.。