Haitian Group Zhengjiang Branch, Zheng Bo walked into the chairman's office.
Sitting inside was a beautiful, luxurious, and extraordinary middle-aged woman.
Although she was middle-aged, her charm was still there.
"Sister Yu, Cui Xiaoman agreed to join our crew, but he asked that his girlfriend be the heroine."
Zheng Bo said.
"Is there any problem?"
Yu Jing put down the materials in her hands and asked.
Zheng Bo was choked and said awkwardly: "No, I'm just asking for your instructions."
"If there's no problem, you can go out."
"Yes."
Zheng Bo took two steps back and was a little unwilling.
After thinking about it, he asked: "Sister Yu, I don't understand why you insist on letting Cui Xiaoman be the protagonist."
Yu Jing's clear eyes glanced at Zheng Bo.
Zheng Bo quickly lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask more questions."
Yu Jing stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the scenery outside the window and said: "Actually, it's nothing.
Cui Xiaoman is the dragon of the Asia-Europe Song Contest.
I have always admired his talent.
I originally wanted to include him as one of our international Unfortunately for the members of the Art Federation, Zeng Wei was jealous and had murderous intentions towards him."
Yu Jing continued: "Later, I got to know him carefully.
In fact, he is a very interesting person.
He worked and wandered outside when he was a child.
Later, he was imprisoned for murdering people.
After he came out, he made a living by Taoism and participated in that The singing competition was completely accidental, and he didn’t even have any artistic skills.”
When Yu Jing said this, Zheng Bo became even more confused.
Is this interesting?
This was completely the experience of an ordinary little person.
Zheng Bo didn't think it was interesting at all.
And since Cui Xiaoman has no artistic accomplishment, there is no reason to spend so much money cultivating him.
But since Yu Jing said he was interesting, no matter how boring he was, Zheng Bo could only say he was interesting.
Zheng Bo saw the expression of joy and appreciation on Yu Jing's face when she talked about Cui Xiaoman, and knew that if he kept talking nonsense, he would definitely be kicked out.
You know, Yu Jing is the chairman of the International Art Federation, so changing a director is no different than changing a pair of underwear.
Zheng Bo came out of the office.
Long Bingbing immediately greeted him: "How is it?"
Zheng Bo said with a dark face: "Everything must be accommodated to Cui Xiaoman.
Don't mess up the relationship with him, otherwise Sister Yu may cancel our qualifications as director and protagonist at any time."
"Why is this happening?"
Long Bingbing was very unconvinced.
"Sister Yu said that Cui Xiaoman is the dragon of the Asia-Europe Music Contest.
She has always admired his talent.
That's it, in other words, this drama is completely tailor-made for Cui Xiaoman."
Even though Long Bingbing was unwilling in every possible way, she did not dare to offend the person that Sister Yu liked.
It seemed that she would have to win over Cui Xiaoman in the future.
The little woman can bend and stretch.
Only then can you join the entertainment industry, otherwise you won’t be able to think about turning a sparrow into a phoenix.
"Brother Manzi.
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What are you looking at?"
"Oh, someone asked me to film a movie.
Here is the script.
Are you interested?"
I handed her the script.
Xue Ying took it over and flipped through it casually, saying: "Resurrection won't let us play ghost A and passerby B, right?"
The image of Xue Ying pretending to be a female ghost immediately appeared in my mind.
How many people would be fascinated by that?
But of course I would not let her play the female ghost: "They said they wanted me to play the leading role, and I said they wanted you to play the female lead, and they agreed."
"It's so sloppy."
Xue Ying frowned and said with some doubt, "It's not reliable.
Neither of us has any acting skills."
"The director's name is Zheng Bo.
This is their company's business card.
I checked online and found that the company is very famous and Zheng Bo has indeed produced several good films.
He shouldn't be lying to people."
Besides, you dare to lie to me. and Xue Ying, then their end will be very miserable.
"Then let me read the script first.
If it's suitable, I can consider it."
Xue Ying smiled sweetly, and her smile was as sweet as honey, making people want to hold her in their hands.
"By the way, let's go to the Immortal City.
When will we leave?"
"Sherlock's special machine will come to pick us up tonight, and we will go there together with a professional team of about twenty people."
It was already early morning when the plane landed in Larimer Forest, the Secret Forest of Eternal Life.
I still remember when I came here with Guiyan, Alan and the others.
There is also a little bit of novelty in the tension.
But now there is only hatred.
We are here not for anything else, but to be ordered by Sherlock to kill the saint.
In fact, even if this is not his wish, I will kill the saint to avenge Alan.
As for the Unsealed Holy Flower Bronze Bell, Qi Tianhe was not there.
I dare not act rashly.
I still have vivid memories of this place.
I can still recall where there are mechanisms and ferocious beasts.
I have the dragon sniper rifle in my hand, and this group of people are all well-trained soldiers, so the speed is much faster than last time.
Entering the basin from the underground fortress, and then climbing to the top of the mountain, the undead city appeared in front of you.
I drew a rough map based on my memory and introduced them to the situation of the Undead City, especially the power grid and large artillery in the outer city of the Wulong and the Undead in more detail.
They listened more seriously than primary school students without any slack, which made me feel that they were much more professional than the Ghost Eyes group.
"According to what you said, the firepower of the Undead City is very terrifying, and there is a long way to escape from the Undead City to the underground fortress.
There is no cover on this road, making it very difficult to escape."
The captain of the team analyzed rationally: "In this way, we can divide the troops into two groups.
One group will attract the enemy's firepower and retreat while fighting.
Remember not to go deep.
The other group will take advantage of the chaos to enter and find and kill the saint.
After the mission was completed, they immediately went into hiding and continued to harass them all the way until the second group of troops was safely evacuated. " After the plan was finalized, Xue Ying and I were assigned to the second line.
There are not many people in the second lane, there are only six people in total, and they are also the four most powerful people in this team to cooperate with me and Xue Ying.
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This is a very regular army, and their discipline and combat awareness are far better than the Ghost Eyes group.
Boom, a small cannon blasted into the Immortal City, causing a commotion.
Soon, the enemy troops and witch dragons in the Immortal City all moved out like a hornet's nest being poked.
All the way was commanded by the captain, who implemented the strategy of fighting while retreating very thoroughly.
In addition, everyone brought enough equipment, even if the enemy caught up, it would be very difficult to wipe them out at once.
Fleeing from the mountains of the Immortal City to the underground fortress, only one person in the entire team died unfortunately.
During this time, the six of us were wearing special clothes.
This kind of clothing can mask all our smells and evade the wizard dragon's nose that is more sensitive than a dog.
I sneaked into the Immortal City quietly, because I had the White Sage Flower on my body, and the Sacred Flower Bronze Bell did not sense the presence of outsiders.
This time I didn't even need to open my vision.
They had special investigative equipment and had countless spies in the city.
Soon, an eared mouse reported back that the saint was at the Bell Tower Temple.
We waited until two o'clock in the night.
According to the captain's news, it would rain heavily at two o'clock on time.
Sure enough, the captain's news was very reliable.
It started raining heavily at two o'clock in the morning.
The patrols were heavily guarded, but the sound of rain obscured the sound of our footsteps, and the six of us were well-trained.
We sneakily avoided the guards and lights, and went around the corner to approach the palace where the Saint was.
We killed the two patrolmen quietly, and we were very close to the saint's bedroom.
The Saint is protected by a witch dragon, and we dare not take it lightly.
But the witch dragon is just a ferocious beast after all.
As long as a person dies, the witch dragon, no matter how powerful it is, can only be slaughtered.
So after a careful plan, Xue Ying took me through the wall and flashed to the bedside of the saint.
I threw three immobilization charms to immobilize the saint in the first time, and used the icy mountains and rivers to freeze her.
When Wulong reacted and tried to attack Xue Ying and me, the dragon sniper shot through its back from behind, and Wulong fell to the ground with a whine.
The awakened saint quickly unlocked my spell and the ice freeze, but she still couldn't escape the fate of tragic death.
Six knives pierced her body at the same time, and the saint died.
Seeing her fall down with hatred, the stone that had accumulated in my heart finally let go.
Alan, I took revenge on you.
You must have fun up there.
As soon as the saint died, the bell tower temple sounded the alarm, but we did not panic.
It took some time for the enemy troops to gather.
We did not escape directly outside the city, but hid in the corpse vault under the altar.
No one would have guessed that we would be hiding in such an unpleasant place.
The first line of troops began to harass the enemy again, using firepower to contain and cover our whereabouts.
We relied on the eared mice to open the way and escaped secretly amidst the rumbling gunfire.
In the end, the first and second teams met victoriously in the basin and escaped the pursuit of the undead.
When I left, I sprinkled sacrificial wine in the swamp.
Alan, dead brothers, rest in peace.
If there is an afterlife, I hope we can meet again.
The task went very smoothly, without any sloppiness.
Returning to Larimer Forest, the plane is already waiting and we return the same way we came.
But at this time, the Immortal City was full of piety.
When the news of the saint's death spread, the undead started the summoning ceremony of the Holy Witch Lord.
Among the dazzling torches, a Vulcan covered in fire descended on the altar.
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He looks a bit like Qin Shihuang, wearing a curtained imperial crown and a dazzling dragon robe.
The Vulcan Lord Witch descended, and all the undead people knelt down and worshiped.
"Ask the Lord Wizard to make the decision for us."
The Holy Witch pointed at the flames and cremated the saint's body, and said sadly: "Sinful humans started the war, and they used despicable means to kill our heroes.
Which is intolerable?
From now on, I will personally Go to the human world and destroy the executioner who killed the Saint."
"Long live the Lord of Witchcraft, long live the Lord of Witchcraft" A flame ignited in the palm of the Holy Witch Master's hand, and a face faintly appeared in the firelight.
It was Cui Xiaoman's face.
One hundred thousand years ago, the Wulong Formation has reached its peak, and humans have been reduced to ants.
At this time, if you still want to resist the majesty of the gods, let me go on a killing spree. aa2705221: