White Snake stood up and stared at Yu Jing. This little villain had no good intentions.
The hover car drove into the wealthy area. Dense and expensive green plants were planted on both sides of the road. Several famous people on the rich list were walking and greeted Yao Qing when they saw him.
"Xiao Yao, I got your eldest son back."
"Young parents run away from home when they don't agree with each other. Your parents are very worried. Don't do this next time."
Yao Qing was always good at superficial skills. Yu Jing sneered and touched a concave and convex crack with his soft fingertips, which was the place corroded by the venom. Yu Jing was startled and quickly retracted his hand. The white snake did not attack him this time.
Back at Yu's house, Yu Jing got straight to the point: "Where are the things my mother left me?"
Yao Qing: "Go back to your room and rest first. You've already gone home. You can read those things anytime."
"Give me the things, don't let me tell you a second time." Yu Jing said impatiently, "You are so anxious to come back to me because you are afraid that others will say that you treat your step-son harshly, and you don't want me to yell out that you took possession of the relics of your step-son's biological mother. ,Right?"
Yao Qing's face turned livid for a moment, and she clenched her fingers tightly, leaving bloody marks on her palms with her delicate nails.
"Wait until your father comes back..."
"Of course I have to wait for him to come back. Give me the things first."
Yao Qing twisted her face and raised her carefully maintained palms high. Her stepson's uncharacteristic behavior gave her a sense of crisis, as if something was about to be out of control.
Yu Jing's eyes were dark and she took a step back, knowing that Yao Qing would not agree easily.
In the evening, Yu Sui'an came off work exhausted. The house was very lively. Yu Jing sat cross-legged on the sofa, next to him were Yao Qing and Yu Bai who were restless.
"Dad, you're back!" Yu Jing greeted him with a smile, and barrages flew up in front of her, "Look, I said dad would be back tonight."
Yu Sui'an had a stiff face: "Xiao Jing, what are you doing?"
"Oh, my fans are all curious about what's going on at home. Come back today and take a look. I'll live broadcast it when I remember it." Yu Jing turned around and lay on the back of the sofa. "Didn't you say you would give me my mother's relics today?"
Yu Sui'an glanced at Yao Qing, said hello to the fans in the live broadcast, and said warmly: "Eat first, and I will give it to you after you finish eating."
Act with him?
Yu Jing narrowed her eyes: "When you were three years old, you said I would be ten years old. When I was ten years old, you said you would be eighteen years old. Now I am 22 years old, two years older than Yu Bai. What else do you have to worry about, right? ,younger brother!"
He deliberately emphasized the word "brother", and the meaning is self-evident.
Yu Bai, who was sitting next to Yao Qing, trembled, fearing that Yu Jing would change his name to his brother.
He raised his head and looked at Yu Sui'an pleadingly. Yao Qing's eyes were filled with tears, and his delicate makeup was pale.
The living room fell into silence, waiting for Yu Sui'an's response.
"...I'll ask your aunt to get it." Yu Sui'an took off his suit jacket, paused for a moment and then compromised.
【Illusion? I always feel that these four people are weird, and there is a feeling of undercurrent! 】
[Teacher Yu, when will the next film be shot? Mr. Xiao Yu, please persuade your father. 】
[Yu Sui'an is really infatuated, and he still keeps his deceased wife's belongings. 】
Yao Qing carried the box downstairs, wishing to tear Yu Jing's smiling face apart. With the live broadcast, she couldn't even show a trace of dissatisfaction.
After getting the things, Yu Jing stood up and left.
"Dinner is already prepared, where are you going?" Yu Sui'an frowned.
Yu Jing held a box in one hand and a cage in the other, and left without looking back: "I still have something to do."
Yu Sui'an's fans are very dissatisfied.
[What's the matter? I don't even have time to have a meal with my father. 】
Yu Jing got into the car with a smile and explained to everyone: "The video collection competition on Tianxuan website is over, and the top ten have interview tasks."
After turning off the live broadcast, Yu Jing put away his smile and asked the driver to take him to the city. He took a taxi back for the rest of the journey.
After arriving home, he carefully put away the belongings of the original owner's mother, put White Snake's cage on the table, and Yu Jing made a heavy trip to the sofa.
After a day of emotional ups and downs, Yu Jing was exhausted by the residual hatred of the original owner.
The lights outside were starting to turn on, and the urban village that was quiet during the day gradually became lively. The aroma of various delicacies drifted through the windows, and there were also the laughter of pedestrians playing wildly.
Yu Jing stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, feeling exhausted in waves. He forced himself to get up, put a piece of pork on the white snake in the cage, and smiled softly:
"Thanks to you today, thank you."
He was really tired. After feeding the white snake, Yu Jing turned off the light, listened to the noisy sales, and lay on the sofa and slowly fell asleep.
In the dark living room, only the scarlet vertical pupils of the white snake shone faintly.
…
When Yu Jing woke up in the morning, he staggered up from the sofa. All the bones in his body were creaking, and he grinned in pain.
After logging into Optical Brain, the top three people received invitations today. The second place was an acquaintance named Kang Li, and the third place was the female director Ruan You. Yu Jing nodded to them as a greeting.
Tianxuan.com is the largest video website in the Donghua Federation. The person in charge of the short drama channel wanted to revitalize the traffic. This interview became a huge fan. It was warmed up three days ago. When the live broadcast started, hundreds of millions of viewers instantly poured in.
"Viewers, welcome to Fengyun Interview, I am your host Xiaoxue..."
Yu Jing's position was next to Conley, closest to the host, and Xiaoxue aimed at him.
"Director Jing, regarding Xiangsi Hongdou, why did you set a tragic ending? Do you want to tell everyone about the situation of women in ancient times who were unable to control themselves and were restrained everywhere?"
[Yes, yes, you may not understand it the first time you watch it, but after knowing the ending and thinking about it again, you are really suffocated everywhere. 】
[It’s a short drama that’s horrifying to think about. Some of the inadvertent details may be forgotten in the blink of an eye, and your hair will stand up when you look back on it. 】
[This is Yu Jing’s first short play, right? He has a terrible talent, and he is worthy of being Yu Sui’an’s son. 】
The host opened the barrage in the live broadcast room and selected some words of praise for Yu Jing to listen to.
Yu Jing lowered his eyes, Yu Sui'an's name made him very unhappy.
The host wanted to find a breaking point and asked Conley with a smile: "I would like to ask, do you two have any conflicts?"
Yu Jing glanced at Conley and said bluntly: "When I went back to school for further study, he thought I plagiarized, so I hit his head with a suona."
"It's not because of this!" Conley almost jumped up, "Why didn't you continue the live broadcast the night before yesterday?"
The female director Ruan You frowned slightly and complained to Yu Jing sadly: "Yes, I waited until midnight last night, my panda eyes were boiling out, and I put three layers of powder on my face before I dared to come in."
The host perked up, threw the manuscript process aside, and asked passionately: "I am also a loyal viewer of [My Ancient Life]. Director Jing, can you tell me, when will the next live broadcast be?"
A good interview meeting turned into a meeting to urge others to do more. This was something Yu Jing did not expect. However, after the host finished asking questions, the number of viewers increased steadily, and the live broadcast room was blocked by dense barrage, all asking questions about "My Ancient Life" Next live broadcast time.
The director backstage was amused and signaled the host to continue the topic.
Yu Jing stabbed everyone in the chest: "The live broadcast may have to wait. My next work plan is to make a movie."
The host became more energetic: "Director Jing wants to make a movie?"
There is a difference between short plays and movies. Generally, new directors have to shoot dozens of short plays to master the rhythm of making movies. Yu Jing only shot two short plays before she dared to challenge.
It’s true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!
Yu Jing asked the audience with a smile: "What type do you want to see?"
[Everyone else is 007, I don’t ask you to be 007, how about 996, live broadcast and shoot a movie at the same time? 】
[I want to watch the second part of Red Mirror, my Jiang Yan and Bai Yunfei! 】
[Can we choose? Vote for the love movie! 】
[Hurry, hurry, upload the link in the background, I want to vote. 】
Yu Jing: "Vote... OK, hostess, can you provide a voting link in the live broadcast room?"
The host was frightened by Yu Jing's confidence. She tactfully reminded: "If Jing has no clue about the next movie, he can continue to live broadcast ancient life, and the movie script will be polished slowly."
By asking the audience to vote for him, aren't you afraid that the audience will deliberately embarrass you?
The host has seen too many new directors who failed to recover. They were led by the audience because of their weak ears. In the end, their aura was polished and they were lost to everyone.
The eyes of some viewers with ulterior motives in the live broadcast room lit up, and they quickly refreshed the barrage to support Yu Jing's idea.
In the end, Yu Jing couldn't defeat it, and the link was made in the background. However, Yu Jing had no premonition of imminent disaster and was still talking shamelessly.
"You can see whatever you want. You vote and I'll take the photo."
Feng Yu, who has been obsessed with Yu Jing recently, jumped up from his chair and sent the link to the black fans group, gearing up.
[Feng Yu: Come on, brothers. Yu Jing’s first two short dramas were all romance movies, which shows that he is not good at other genres. Let’s vote for other genres and play him to death! 】
There are a wide range of voting categories, including romance, thriller, science fiction, war, suspense, and bloody, killing, disgusting, and other exotic options. There are more than 20 choices.
Most of the audience didn't really want to embarrass Yu Jing. They liked this young director. Seeing that his first two films were short love dramas, they voted for love.
Love's votes rose steadily and soon overtook the other options.
Slowly, some viewers discovered that the number of disgusting votes for the novelty item suddenly skyrocketed.
[Who is so boring as to vote for the disgusting option? You are full, right? 】
[I don’t want to watch disgusting movies. I didn’t eat for three days after watching Parasite last time. 】
[There are also pictures of corrosive bodies and maggots burrowing through the body. I will never forget it in my life... ugh, I can’t think about it anymore. 】
Feng Yu burst into laughter. What he wanted was nausea. Yu Jing was definitely not good at it. It would only look good if he fell down and couldn't get up.
Yu Jing didn't care. He didn't only make costume dramas. He was known as a genius director in his previous life and he had enough confidence.
Audiences who like Yu Jing were anxious and called on their relatives and friends to vote. They must suppress those disgusting people.
Both sides are chasing each other, leaving other options far behind.
Although Feng Yu asked all anti-fans to vote, they were still a bit small compared to Yu Jing's huge fan base, and they could only watch the love options rising steadily.
Backstage in the broadcast room.
A staff member turned on the optical brain while no one was paying attention.
[Account number 9299****665, I will start as soon as the money is available. 】
Ten seconds later, the balance reminded him that three million had been credited. He looked around and entered a string of codes on the console.
Afterwards, the audience saw that the disgusting option skyrocketed again, and soon equaled the love option.
The votes were tied on both sides!
Yu Jing turned around and asked the host: "How should we deal with this situation?"
