"Chen Ange! How can you do this!"

The person on the other end of the line was furious.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Ange put his phone on the edge of the bathtub.

"Huh, what's the sound!"

"Take a bath, listen!"

Chen Ange rubbed his flesh and made a creaking sound.

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"Why did you leave without saying a word, didn't you say that you were going to sing a song?"

"Ah, I'm sorry I forgot!"

"Forget, okay, I'm ......"

"I owe you a song!"

"That's pretty much it, I'm going to ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a beep came from the phone.

Yang Feifei was stunned for a moment, so angry that his chest almost exploded.

……

The Ming Dynasty has always been a stormy era.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the scholar once wrote about the entry of foreign enemies into the city.

There are babies all over the ground, or lined with horses' hooves, or human feet, the liver and brain are smeared on the ground, and the crying is full of wilderness.

It shows how cruel the war was at the end of the Ming Dynasty at that time.

Artillery head-on, iron hooves riding faces, how many tragic stories have been born in the cracks of this devastated country.

Try to see the moat throwing the whip crossing, don't believe that the Central Plains is not surnamed Zhu!

That country's ambition to restore the Ming Dynasty can be learned.

It's a pity that the sky is not merciful, the sick are riddled with diseases, and a bunch of Confucian ministers, this Ming Dynasty was finally drowned in the dust of history, and it was left to the evaluation of later generations.

Zheng Chenggong

"It's a bit hard to write!"

Jiangbei, this Qu Sheng, has been holding the tablet for a long time, it is already the year of the mackerel's back, and the white hair on his head is scarce, and when the wind blows, the white hair flutters, which is quite a bit of the smell of the fire cloud evil god.

The great-granddaughter Huahua counted the ants on the ground, and looked back at her grandfather from time to time, of course, her eyes were always on the beard.

She thought to herself, great-grandfather's beard...... It should be good to ignite.

"Grandpa, what are you doing, let you rest, don't look at the tablet!"

Jiang Tao walked out, his face was annoyed, and he was about to reach out to grab the tablet, but although the old man was old, he reacted quite quickly, his hand retracted, raised his head, and blew his beard and glared: "It's not big or small, are you my grandfather or I am your grandfather." ”

"Yes, you're my grandfather, okay!"

"What's the matter, I'm your grandfather and still take advantage of you?"

Jiang Shan's face like dead bark wrinkled, if he had eyebrows, it should be a little majestic, but now it looks a little funny.

Jiang Tao was helpless, knowing that his grandfather was competitive, but he had to obey the old when he was old.

Jiang Shan has basically closed his pen since "The Relic", and now that he is sick and has many reasons, his brain is actually not as bright as before.

"Some guys just don't make people feel safe!"

Two days ago, someone came to Jiangshan and asked for a tune, Jiang Tao gritted his teeth when he saw it, he was ninety years old, and he still wrote.

I want to go up and kick the man to death.

Jiang Tao muttered and was slapped in the face.

"Look, Zheng Chenggong, I glanced at this film twice, the shooting is good, I am willing to write this song! Your grandfather and I just want people to remember this history!"

Jiang Shan pointed to the tablet, scolded the two, and then staggered up and entered the house with his hands behind his back.

Huahua, who counted the ants on the ground, stuck out her tongue: "Dad has been taught a lesson again!"

Jiang Tao's face pulled: "You give me practice!"

……

"Hey, have you taken a fancy to the little assistant next to Sister Yang!"

"Do you want me to fix it for you?"

"Then why did you give her a chance, or the heroine?"

The white lotus lies on her side on the sofa, her brocade skirt clings to the graceful flesh, and the charming female curves are extremely moving.

Twisted his body, and now he was comfortable, his two white and tender calves swayed, and his mouth was still stuffed with grapes.

"The grapes are so sweet!"

"Are you stupid, you brought it here!"

Chen Ange rolled his eyes, he always felt that today's White Lotus was a little weird.

You won't hurt me.

But I'm not Wu Dalang after all, I'm Pan An, do I want to take it for myself and be imprisoned from now on?

It is better not to eat this grape.

But she ate them all, so let's eat one politely.

"I've been doing planning, games, film and television, novels, even stage plays, amusement parks, and even hotel business recently, and I think I can do an ecosystem. ”

Ecosystem?

Chen Ange knows a little about this.

To put it bluntly, the most important thing in this circle is to create IP.

And the most representative one that Chen Ange can cite should be Disney.

Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck, Snow White, etc., don't know how much money they made for Walt.

Games, movies, novels, stage plays, and even Disneyland.

And, of course, Marvel, DC, and Neon's scary plumbers and Ultraman, and so on.

If you really want to move these things to the White Lotus, maybe the richest woman will appear.

However, White Lotus can do this kind of planning, which means that she is forward-looking, which is not too ambitious, although she is only just involved in the game industry now, but if a business person can't have a plan ahead, then he is destined to be a small business.

"Do you have any guidelines?"

Chen Ange asked casually.

White Lotus sat up and stretched, convex and backward.

"What do you think of those mythical characters?"

Chen Ange nodded.

He has always felt that his own myths and legends are very domineering, those strange monsters and immortals are inexhaustible, but no one has done secondary creations, for example, they all know that Nuwa makes up the sky, and they also know that Nuwa created people, but how did Nuwa come about? Or, who was the first person she pinched?

Aren't these kinds of stories engaging?

Chen Ange thinks that if it is written well, it seems that it is not bad to take a "Nuwa Cultivation Story".

Of course, ancient mythology is chaotic, and if you really want to form a system, it can't be done by one person.

It's just that White Lotus can think of this, which proves that she is really ready to do it.

"Maybe you can wait from the wait!"

"Wait?"

White Lotus was stunned for a moment, and then shook her head: "Actually, I just have a vague concept, and if I really want to build an ecosystem, the funds involved will be too big!"

Chen Ange nodded, he naturally understood, if you want to build an ecosystem, do you dare to do it if you don't have 100 billion funds?

After all, the most money-burning thing in this ecosystem is the offline construction in the later stage.

But......

Ancient myths are too difficult to build, but Chen Ange can create an ecosystem of martial arts immortals for White Lotus.

Qiao Feng, Li Xunhuan, Yang Guo, Hua Manlou......

Shushan in the future, fairy sword!

When kneaded together, one plus one equals two, but greater than two.

After all, according to the new '28 rule', fan sharing can create more economy.

"What do you think I'm different today?"

White Lotus didn't say what she thought anymore, and suddenly spread out her hands and stared at Chen Ange with a smile.

Chen Ange peeled the white lotus from head to toe with a scrutinizing eye...... I took a look: "You're wearing makeup!".

Rub!

White Lotus got up, walked to the door with long legs, opened the door and paused, turned around and said lightly: "Hurry up and shoot the new drama, it's best to release it on October 1st!"

Boom!

The door was closed.

Chen Ange sat in a daze for a while, picked up the tablet on the table with one hand and slammed it on his head a few times.

"Call you skin, call you skin, it's comfortable!"