……

One night in N years.

In a luxurious home theater, Cao Yifang was wearing a black nightgown and curled up in the corner of the sofa with a tired face.

Overhead, there is a projection of the starry sky, and the floor-to-ceiling windows on the side...... It is the lights of thousands of homes and the real night sky.

The high-definition television, which occupies an entire wall, is playing a special effects blockbuster that he produced and starred himself a few months ago.

Fifth time.

In the picture, the fire is noisy, and hundreds of thousands of expensive stereos faithfully echo the sound of explosions in the room, roaring.

……

In the picture, Cao Fangfang's dress looks very inconsistent, he is wearing a metal armor similar to that of a future special soldier, carrying a huge metal sword box, covered in blood, but what he is holding in his hand is a simple-looking dark sword.

Surrounded by burning armored vehicles and heavy tanks, groups of heavily armed soldiers lay in pools of blood, and the beaches of this isolated island were stained black and red with blood and leaking engine oil, and the pungent smell of blood seemed to be smelled through the screen.

He was half-kneeling on the ground with the black sword, and the air was densely covered with the fine flying swords that were originally in the sword box, arching around him in a semicircle, as if guarding, but these sharp small swords stained with blood were trembling slightly in the air at this moment.

The smoke cleared in front of him, and a huge figure came out of the huge pit, patting the dust and understatement.

The man looked like an old man, with a face like a crown of jade, a smooth top of his head, but a white beard that reached his waist and abdomen, and a blue and red robe, hunting sounds, looking at both fairy wind and demon bones.

Cao Fang looked like a doll in front of him...... This man looks like a human being, but his height is like a small three-story building, like a giant.

"Are you using me?" Cao Fang stood up tremblingly, his eyelids were pulled, staring at this person, and smiling bitterly: "Master?"

The old man, who looked like a god, stopped, dusted off his clothes, and said with a smile: "I am not your master, but you are my owner." We are connected by the same fate, one soul and twin ......" He saw that the flying sword in the sky was about to move, and he didn't mind, and smiled: "Don't you understand? ”

The old man's voice was like a bell, like thunder, and the heavens and the earth were agitated.

Behind him, the sea split with a loud bang, like a great axe that slashed through the ocean.

The sea swelled and flooded the entire island in an instant, but where the two of them stood, it was as if there was an invisible barrier to avoid the water, and the waves washed by, forming two walls of water.

Cao Fang smiled miserably and raised his hands: "Okay, okay, if I lose, I surrender, it's a big deal to be a dog traitor......"

Before he finished speaking, the flying sword of the arch guard in the air instantly swarmed and returned to the sword box, and with a bang, the seal at the top of the sword box was closed.

The old man's expression softened.

Around them, the openings in the sea widened wider and wider, and the depths were bottomless.

Cao Fang untied the sword box, threw away the long sword in his hand, and pressed it on the shoulder blade, and his armor also crumbled and fell to the ground. Seeing him like this, the old man completely relieved his heart, and smiled sideways: "Come on, let's welcome the new era together, and welcome the true ...... of mankind Glorious Era. ”

"You say...... I'm a lot like you. ”

Cao Fangfang's voice was exceptionally calm: "Selfish, in a few decades, I have learned how to protect myself." ”

"But we're not the same. ”

The old man turned back suddenly, his eyes shocked.

Cao Fang grinned, his face was covered with blood, and at this moment, his teeth were even more pale, and his expression was terrifying.

He held a worn-out revolver in his hand, which was held against his jaw.

There was a thunderclap, it was the voice of the old man: "No——!"

Bang.

The sound of gunfire, in the separation of the sea and the earth-shattering howl of the old man, seemed so insignificant.

Cao Fang fell in response, with flowers blooming on his head and peach blossoms on his face.

Laughing and falling on the sand, which was no longer recognizable, blood gushing from the top of his head......

Then the sea wall collapsed, and thousands of acres of sea covered it.

Cao Fang turned off the TV, and the room was plunged into darkness, except for the artificial starry sky overhead, shining brightly.

……

He'd watched it five times and didn't want to watch the ending again.

He is the only one in the big house, Xie Yanting is now an artist, and now she is running fashion weeks and salon parties with a group of designers with strange tastes in Paris, and two weeks ago, she had already sent the character design draft of the second part of this "Sword Fairy" to her.

But Cao's script has not yet been settled.

He was silent in the dark for a long time, took out his laptop, opened it, and looked at the document with an eye-friendly teal, not knowing where to start.

Lu Jingzhen's phone called again.

It rang for half a minute before Cao Fang picked it up.

He was weak and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lu was stunned and hurriedly said: "What's wrong?!Big guy!I've been urging you for more than a month!How is the script of Sword Immortal 2?!"

Cao Fangfang suppressed his irritability and said as calmly as possible: "Don't worry, wait." ”

"Oh, hey my brother!" Lu Jingzhen may have tasted the sweetness, and finally directed a real blockbuster, gaining fame and fortune, and now he is anxious to shoot the sequel: "Sword Immortal 1 has blown up the domestic box office record, brother! Now the major media are waiting for the follow-up shooting report! The actors are also waiting to finalize the schedule...... Can I set the time first? The time is set first, okay? You're okay as the leading actor, right?"

Cao Fang hesitated, "Delay it first." ”

"Why?!" Lu exclaimed, "If you find the script troublesome, I'll find a few writers to write it on your behalf, and you can rest ...... old age."

Cao Fang couldn't help but roar: "I'll let you wait!"

The other head was frightened out of breath by this coldness.

Cao Fang hung up the phone.

He turned on the computer again, frowned, and lightly pressed his hands on the keyboard, only to find that ......

His hands were shaking.

Tingling, shivering.

……

As is customary, I went to the bathroom with my notebook.

Due to the two-in-one function of the study and bathroom, this toilet is spacious and luxurious, and a TV and toilet are installed before the bathtub...... Super-intelligent, intelligent to mentally retarded.

Cao Fang stood in front of the toilet blankly and said, "I want to use you." ”

The toilet bowl emitted a beautiful lady's mechanical voice: "Welcome." "Click, opened the toilet seat.

Sit on, hot.

Skip the use process.

Still can't write it.

When you're done, get up, turn around, and say to it, "Flush it out, thank you." ”

The sound of water flushing sounded.

Cao Yifang didn't understand which tendon he had made the wrong one when he chose bathroom supplies, so that he was in the embarrassing scene now.

He went back to his room and put down the computer, grabbed a hammer, and smashed the toilet to pieces, causing a mess in the bathroom.

……

Sleepless nights, insomnia.

With a constipated face, Cao Fang came to his company on time the next day, and the employees greeted him quietly one by one.

"Boss morning!"

"Mr. Cao!"

The male secretary stepped forward and said meaninglessly: "Director Lu has been waiting for you in your office for a while." ”