The interstellar audience did not understand this operation, but they were shocked.
"Is there anything wrong with Gu Yingxue's mother? Your daughter was cheated by a scumbag mistress, and you still sent the mistress to your daughter. Don't you think she was angry to death?"
"Ahem, strictly speaking, Shen Wanqing was attracted to Gu Yingxue before she did, so she can't be considered a mistress."
"Gu Yingxue can't be considered a mistress, she was cheated!"
"Why can't we get a divorce? Doesn't Gu Yingxue's father love his daughter very much?"
"Hey, I want to go in and stab the dog man and woman to death."
"Mother Xiao is disgusting too. Does she want a daughter-in-law or a belly? Help, even the embryo feels disgusting to me now!"
"Knock it off! It's just a ball of meat, there's still time, little sister!"
"The brain circuits of our ancestors are not something that we can understand. They are sick. Except for Gu Yingxue, they are all sick!"
The audience was extremely angry and hoped that Gu Yingxue would really torture Shen Wanqing as Gu's mother said.
It's a pity that Gu Yingxue didn't.
Soon after, Hu Qi invaded again, and Xiao Mu was summoned to the palace overnight. The Holy Emperor ordered him to rush to the border to drive away the plunderers.
Half a month after Xiao Mu left, Gu Yingxue found Shen Wanqing: "I heard that he had an arrow in his chest and was in critical condition."
In the evening, Gu Yingxue looked at the sneaking figure under the sunset, with a piercingly cool smile on her lips.
Shen Wanqing is an idiot.
Being distracted on the battlefield is a big no-no, and if you accidentally die, you will suffer.
Gu Yingxue smiled, lit the brazier, threw the painting in the study, laughed heartily as she watched the fire burn the scroll.
At the border, the two people who had gone through many dangers hugged each other and cried, telling each other their hearts. Behind them were the soldiers who were killed and injured everywhere.
"General, there are enemy troops sneaking into the rear barracks!"
"What!"
Shen Wanqing is still in the military camp!
Xiao Mu suddenly turned his horse's head, gave up on the enemy leader who was within easy reach, and rushed back to rescue his beloved girl.
A cloud-piercing arrow penetrated Xiao Mu's chest with unstoppable momentum, and the smile on his face had not yet fallen.
The general was injured and the army collapsed. Xiao Mu, who was desperately rescued by his men, eventually died of his injuries. Shen Wanqing held Xiao Mu's body and lit the tent on fire. A fire burned it clean.
"Xiao Lang, no one can separate us anymore."
At the end of the movie, Gu Yingxue stood in the garden and looked up in the direction of the border gate. The magnificent sunset enveloped her whole body, blurring her expression. All she could see was that she was smiling wildly, and she was even happier than the day she got married.
"We were born in the same quilt, and we died in the same hole. You two have to thank me for my help."
…
After the movie ended, the theater fell into dead silence.
The girl next to Yu Jing suddenly got angry, grabbed Yu Jing and shouted loudly: "There is a second part, right? Director Jing must have a filming plan, I want to watch Gu Yingxue take revenge!"
Yu Jing relaxed her tense nerves and tightened her mask.
He was scared to death and thought his identity had been discovered.
Chapter 27
The excited girl was dragged away by her companions, cursing and punching the air as she left.
Yu Jing smoothed the messy collar, made sure the mask was still on her face, put on the hood and walked out of the theater.
There was chatter and discussion everywhere at the door.
"Ah, I'm still so angry. I want to travel through time, chop off the couple with a knife, and lock Yu Jing in a dark room."
Yu Jing: "???"
What does it have to do with him?
"Come with me and think of it, lock him in a dark room and force him to change the ending, hehe."
Yu Jing pretended to be nonchalant and approached the couple, deliberately lowering her voice: "What kind of ending do you want?"
This question made the couple look confused. They didn't know what ending they wanted. They always felt that it was too cheap to die like this. Xiao Mu and Shen Wanqing had harmed so many people, and they didn't feel any guilt towards Gu Yingxue before they died. , why!
"It's the director's business to think about the ending. If I know how to change it, why should the director do it?" The two of them were confident. If they couldn't figure it out, they just didn't want to. They continued to gnash their teeth at Yu Jing, dancing around and accusing him of being a dishonest person.
"Does Director Jing have any mental illness? Why can he come up with such plots about revenge, revenge, and society?" Don't let yourself go just because everyone likes you. Believe it or not, they will really turn their fans into fans!
Seeing that the two of them wanted to drag Yu Jing to condemn them together, Yu Jing quickly slipped away. There were so many people in front of the theater. If his identity was exposed, he would not be able to go home alive today.
But Yu Jing also guessed why the audience was angry. It was because the male and female protagonists were too hateful and died too lightly in the end, making them appear top-heavy, so the audience would be dissatisfied.
This is exactly what Yu Jing needs.
When passing by a store, two shopping baskets were placed under the transparent display window. Inside were piles of vomit balls. They were so colorful and beautiful.
There is a sign hanging next to it, it costs one yuan a piece, and there are discounts for large quantities. It is super cheap and even thieves are too lazy to steal it if it is left outside overnight.
Yu Jing picked one up and pressed the buttons to zoom in and out, having a great time playing. When he was a child, he wanted a master ball to capture his own elf, but he didn’t expect that Xingxing would actually realize his dream.
If you don't look at the name.
After buying three and putting them in her pocket, Yu Jing turned around and bumped into someone.
"I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention." Is this man's body made of steel? It was so hard that it felt like his nose was crooked when he bumped into it. Yu Jing covered her nose and took a step back, blinking away the tears in her eyes, and looked at the other person.
He is 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. He has a model figure. Like Yu Jing, he is wrapped up tightly, with a baseball cap blocking his facial expressions. He stood in front of Yu Jing. Yu Jing needed to raise his head to look at each other. His dark red eyes seemed to be flowing with thick blood. Yu Jing always felt that those eyes were somewhat familiar.
"It's okay, be careful next time." The man's voice was very clear, like a snow-capped mountain hurricane under the clouds. He couldn't get close easily. Once he got close, he would be stabbed to death.
Yu Jing touched her nose, thinking that the man was disgusted by the movie, and handed the man a vomit ball: "Spit it out if you feel really uncomfortable. Don't hold it in."
Looking at the vomit ball that Yu Jing handed to him, the man was silent for a moment and took it. He had to admit that Yu Jing did it. He disgusted everyone with a love and reminded him of some bad memories.
"Thanks, bye."
Yu Jing nodded and went outside to find something to eat past the man. After two hours of watching a movie, his stomach was already growling with hunger.
Behind him, the man was staring at Yu Jing, his narrow phoenix eyes slightly narrowed. He played with the pink vomit ball in his hand, throwing it up and catching it, and the round ball was spinning in his palm. When he saw Yu Jing buying vomit balls, he subconsciously followed her. Will the director be disgusted by his own film?
Pulling down his hat, the man blended into the crowd and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
…
In the following days, the popularity of the Yuanyang Tribulation increased instead of decreasing.
There is a lot of criticism on the Internet, but it does not prevent everyone from going to the theater to watch it again and again. This phenomenon has confused many colleagues.
Xingbo had the super hashtag #鸳鸯综合, and received hundreds of millions of followers overnight. Posts came out in spurts, and there was an overwhelming amount of criticism. It was an unprecedented spectacle!
Some people went to book tickets out of curiosity, but the queue was actually three days later. The audience who walked out of the theater were all cursing. After cursing, they went to book tickets again. If the first swipe was not enough, they would swipe a second or third time.
A director opened the trumpet and touched the super voice, and asked the doubts in his heart.
[Since you are all scolding, why do you still go to the theater to contribute to the box office? 】
There was a reply below quickly.
[Does my scolding it have anything to do with my wanting to watch it? Okay, it really does matter. One time is not enough. I want to curse it a few more times! 】
[Yes, yes, it’s super fun to complain to everyone after the video. The stupid star wants the boss to scold me for me. I feel very happy after hearing it. 】
[Don’t listen to their nonsense, the movie itself is also very good-looking, it’s not a fan filter or a costume addition, it’s just plain good-looking and of course very annoying. 】
The director who sneaked in was filled with questions. He went to other places to ask, and the answers he got were basically the same.
Why are you still reading when you are scolded so harshly?
——Because Yuanyangjie looks good.
Why do you scold me for looking good?
——Because it deserves to be scolded.
Infinite loop.
The other directors were speechless and found that they increasingly understood the audience's thoughts.
The pace of life in the interstellar age is very fast, and filming short films is not as troublesome as it was in Yu Jing's previous life. Many film and television works can appear within a week.
Tianxuan strikes while the iron is hot, and a week later Yuanyangjie logs into Tianxuan's website, both online and offline. Audiences who don't have time to go to the cinema are gearing up and diving into the Internet.
Two hours later, Yuanyang Jie Chaohua received another wave of traffic, fans reached a new high, and the number of scolds increased steadily. Even Yu Jing's personal homepage was full of complaints.
The audience's stickiness and discussion are strong, making "Yuanyangjie" the first in Tianxuan Movie Channel's monthly rankings, beating all others.
…
In the quiet of the night, the lights in the study room on the sixth floor of the building near the lake in the high-end community were as bright as day. The old man took off his glasses, rubbed his dry and sore eyes, and sighed: "It's really... a terrible life."
He has long passed the age of jealousy, but even so, after watching the Yuanyang Tribulation, his resentment kept coming out, like pebbles falling into the water, disturbing the calm lake of his heart. .
"Grandpa, the doctor said you can't stay up late, but you disobeyed and secretly watched a movie."
A boy wearing black-rimmed glasses walked in, waving the book in his hand vigorously: "Next time you stay up late, I will cut off your internet connection."
The old man, Ye Binhai, controlled the wheelchair and left the desk. He winked at his grandson like an old naughty boy and said confidently: "If you dare to disconnect my network, I will hack your game."
Ye Lele noticed that grandpa had been covering his chest and his face was a little ugly. He suddenly became anxious and said: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Hold on, I'll call the family doctor."
"It's okay, I just got angry after watching a movie. I'll be fine in a while."
Angry?
Can you get angry while watching a movie?
An idea flashed in his mind, and Ye Lele blurted out: "Grandpa, have you also watched Yuanyang Jie?"
Ye Binhai looked at his grandson reproachfully. The wheelchair came to Ye Lele's leg and bumped him gently, knocking him back a step: "There is a new and talented person in the director world. Why didn't you tell me?"
Ye Lele covered her face, taking every precaution, but failed to prevent her grandpa from secretly surfing the Internet.
Dare he tell?
