Zuo Xin held the short script in his hand, stared at Yu Jing for a few seconds, and said slowly: "The Demon Master Kunpeng."
Yu Jing was interested, had a clear goal, and seemed to be well prepared.
…
After the audition ended, Zosin walked out of the room with his usual cold expression on his face.
Just as he was about to log off, an arm stretched out from beside him. The two brothers hugged him nicely and asked slyly: "Brother, what's the result? If it succeeds, then we will be colleagues on and off screen." .”
The scorching body temperature made Zuo Xin very uncomfortable. He waved away the person's hand and said coldly, "I'm afraid of the heat, so don't get too close."
After that, the white light flashed and he went offline, leaving Sheng Tao stunned in place.
The light in the holographic cabin changed from red to blue. The man frowned and sat up from inside, leaving the studio without hesitation. His companion who went to the audition with him had not yet come out, but Zuo Xin had no intention of waiting for her.
Back in the lounge, the optical brain immediately rang, and the ringing echoed in the room over and over again.
Seeing the contact person, Zuo Xin hurriedly answered the call, and Ru Mu, who was timid in his hometown, shouted: "Dad."
The man's majestic voice came from afar: "How was the audition result?"
Zuo Xin nodded, then realized that his father couldn't see it, and said quickly: "Successful, I will join the group in a while."
"What is Yu Jing's script about this time? Is it a myth?"
"Dad knows things like a god. It is indeed a myth. Judging from the number of people auditioning, it should be a big production."
The man's breathing suddenly became heavier: "Is there a storyline about Nuwa creating humans?"
Zosin answered truthfully: "The filming was done in segments, and the script I got didn't have it."
The man on the other end of the call cursed a few words in a low voice and told him angrily: "Pay close attention to the crew and tell me as soon as you have any news."
After Zuo Xin agreed, he asked eagerly: "Dad, the New Year is coming soon. Can I go and celebrate the New Year with you?"
The man refused: "January 1st is the Spring Festival in Donghua. Don't forget that you are from Bani. Our New Year is on February 1st."
Zuo Xin said eagerly: "But mother is Donghua..."
Before he could finish speaking, the communication was hung up.
Zuo Xin squeezed the optical brain tightly, his eyes became redder and redder, and finally he smashed the optical brain on the ground. His eyes glanced at the script Yu Jing handed him.
Kunpeng, the master of all demons. Entering the water is Kun, and coming out of the water is Peng. Spreading wings thousands of miles, covering the sky and the sun...
Being able to switch forms at will is so relaxing. Unlike him, the blood in his body is incompatible with each other. He has no home and no place for him. Even meeting his relatives is a luxury.
He expressionlessly took off his clothes, got up and went to the bathroom.
Half an hour later, a girl opened the door and came in with a lively voice like a lark and an excited smile on her face.
"Haha, I succeeded in my audition! Zuo Xin, did you succeed in your audition? We missed Miao Jiang last time when we were in the group to film. This time, we can't miss the new drama. You must work hard!"
The lounge was quiet, with a few pieces of clothing thrown on the floor, all the way to the bathroom. Chen Xi pushed open the bathroom door without even thinking, and a mist of water hit her face. When the mist dissipated, she saw clearly that the person she was looking for had returned to his evolved form and was soaking in the bathtub.
"Zo Xin, wake up!"
The girl reached out to push him. As soon as she got closer, the blue-ringed octopus in the bathtub opened its eyes alertly and whipped its tentacles hard.
"Ah!" the girl screamed with her eyes closed.
The tentacle stopped one centimeter away from Chen Xi's neck. The blue-ringed octopus stared at her coldly and slowly transformed into a gloomy and pale man.
"I told you, don't enter my room casually!"
Chen Xi patted her chest in shock and muttered, "I was so happy that I forgot about it for a moment. By the way, as a Donghua person, your evolved body is really rare. Is it a mixed race?"
An unintentional remark made the man's face look even more ugly.
His skin was abnormally pale, his ribs were clearly defined on his thin body, and his long bangs blocked his eyebrows. If it weren't for his beautiful face, the agent would never sign him.
Zuo Xin groaned and climbed out of the bathtub and asked impatiently: "Get out, I want to change clothes."
The girl made a sound, covered her heart that was beating wildly, and slowly left the bathroom. She didn't notice that Zosinger was very impatient today.
…
After Frank hung up his son's communication, he meditated for a long time in the study.
He walked to the bookshelf, took down a few books, and revealed the password box behind it, which was unlocked by pupil recognition and fingerprint.
The box was slowly opened, containing several broken pieces of paper from ancient books.
The paper had been burned and had large and small holes around the edges and in the middle. Only a few vague words are left, and due to poor preservation, the handwriting is also much blurred.
Frank had spent a lot of money to hire experts to repair it, but to no avail. The paper even showed signs of weathering.
The square and square fonts are unique to Chinese civilization.
This was stolen from a Donghua businessman when my grandfather was not yet prosperous. One of the pages says "Nuwa creates human beings".
Frank thought for a long time, but he still couldn't imagine what a spectacular world it was, and how the god named Nuwa created humans.
He turned on the optical brain and used the inside line to contact his partners.
After the video is connected, it can be seen that the other side is in a martial arts arena. The second prince is able to defeat an opponent with one punch and can knock down an opponent with one punch.
Frank was pleased with the investment he had chosen.
The eldest prince of the Solan Empire still had fish scales that couldn't be removed. The nobles excluded him from the heirs by default and no longer cared about a useless person.
Everyone's resources were poured into the remaining princes, especially His Highness Brad, who was ranked second and was extremely heroic.
"What's the matter?" Brad said with a smile, "Didn't I ask you to use the Barney Cultural Festival to divert Donghua's attention?"
Frank saluted respectfully: "Your Highness, that's why I'm here. Yu Jing's next drama is related to Chinese mythology, and I suspect he has already found this part of the information."
The camera moved down, revealing several broken ancient books.
"Donghua is not without myths, but many of them were lost during the migration. If the people save this part of the information and find Yu Jing, then Donghua will have nothing to fear at the next Bani Cultural Festival."
The second prince just glanced at it casually and didn't care about the contents of the ancient book: "Just take it, it's no big deal."
Frank frowned, somewhat confused as to what His Highness was thinking.
"With all due respect, the filming of Yu Jing should be destroyed now, so that Donghua can completely prove the identity of the liar and reduce his international credibility. Why do you pick it up high and put it down gently?"
His Highness smiled softly. Frank was one of the largest groups in Barney's galaxy, and he was also his 'money bag'. Although he was a bit stupid, he was easy to handle.
"I don't care at all whether Donghua can find the lost ancient books. Let the Bani Cultural Festival disturb Donghua's attention. In the final analysis, I want to destroy the relationship with Bota."
The man's expression is becoming more and more dangerous. Compared with the eldest prince Xu Tuzhi, he likes to be simple and rough.
"Do you know what it means to draw fire from under the cauldron?"
Frank's pupils shrank: "You mean, contact Bota's officials directly?"
His Royal Highness shook his head and sighed: "Frank, use your brain. The government is weak, so it is better to choose a strong and powerful armed group to support it and completely overthrow Bota's rule."
Seeing that the other person didn't speak for a long time, Brad asked with a smile: "What, are you scared?"
Frank shook his head: "I understand, the Barney Cultural Festival is just a smoke bomb you threw. I won't bother you anymore. Please just go ahead and do it."
"Remember to fan the fire to increase the intensity of the fire. Donghua has always been shrewd, and a hasty response can easily arouse their suspicion." His Highness's handsome face was full of regret. I heard that the little guy had moved.
If there had been no relocation, the assassination would have caused a greater shock.
He is not like that idiot Mesno who cares about a small director in the entertainment industry. Strong force is the foundation of everything. As long as Bota's regime is overthrown and Bota is completely on the side of the empire, Donghua will not be worth mentioning at all.
Frank bowed and saluted: "I obey your order."
…
[Xincheng Entertainment V: It is reported that Yu Jing’s new drama is a Chinese myth and the origin of mankind imagined by the ancients. Next year’s Barney Cultural Festival, Donghua will no longer be at the bottom! 】
[Star of Tomorrow V: Yu Jing is worthy of being the first person in China to bring the wind of China with her own efforts. Next, she will set sail again and lead us to dream back to the mythical journey. 】
[Bawu Blog V: Once Yu Jing takes action, his brilliance will be enough to cover up all cultures. I look forward to the scene where he leads China to defeat all the heroes. Finally, I, Donghua, will no longer lie flat and be laughed at. 】
Overnight, the entire Internet was praising Yu Jing, trying to confirm that Yu Jing was filming the myth for the Barney Cultural Festival two months later.
The post was posted at three or four in the morning. Many people had already fallen asleep and could not react in time. Some night owls left messages in the comment area and were unknowingly led astray.
When netizens woke up the next day, the comment section had changed from 'Really' to 'Awesome'. Some marketing accounts also started to repost and praise in a confused way in order to gain traffic.
It's like a snowball that's getting bigger and bigger. No one pays attention to what the snowball looked like at the beginning.
Yu Jing didn't react much after hearing the news. She just raised her eyebrows and said, "Even if I didn't keep it secret, the speed of the spread is too exaggerated."
Pei Yi held his shoulders and said in a deep voice, "This is not normal."
"Every fool knows it's not normal, so why are people in the comment section cheering? Do you think you're saying "lie down flat" but you actually care so much?"
Yu Jing rested her head with one hand, scrolled down boredly, and finally found a familiar figure who was a fan of him and Pei Yi.
[Posted at 3 o'clock in the morning, if you want to make a fool of yourself, just say so. They are all from the fandom, so you think others are blind, right? 】
[Don’t be fooled, everyone. This person is flattering and maliciously targeting Yu Jing. 】
[You knew it just after the audition. You are more patient than Tianxuan website. I reported it. 】
[Holy shit, looking at the comment section, I feel like everyone has no brains. Are they really not trolls? 】
[Although I am willing to lie down and be laughed at, I am still a little unwilling to accept it, including me. And Yu Jing has repeatedly created miracles in China, no wonder everyone trusts him blindly. 】
[But this is unfair to Yu Jing! Why should people bear this pressure! 】
These normal comments obviously have a lot of likes, but they are pushed down to the bottom, leaving uninformed comments above them higher and higher until they become one-sided cheers and shouts.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yu Jing is riding a tiger and is unable to get off.
If he hadn't filmed Chinese Mythology for the Barney Cultural Festival, he would have been torn into pieces by angry and disappointed netizens.
Even if he did film it, the film would not turn out well and would still end up with the same outcome.
The Donghua people have always maintained their own strong military force and are proud of the others. However, the Bani Cultural Festival has frequently failed, and this gap has distorted the hearts of some people.
If you are not careful, it will be a disaster like a volcanic eruption.
Pei Yi stood up: "I asked Mengge to get rid of these things."
Young directors do not have their own exclusive agents and studios. Once something goes wrong, they will be very passive and can only be coerced by netizens to move forward. The crisis can be resolved once or twice, but Pei Yi is worried that there will always be times when he is unable to do anything.
He once proposed that Yu Jing set up a studio, but it was rejected.
Because the young director found it troublesome.
