"The second movie in the apocalyptic series, The Burning City, is continuing to be screened in major theaters!"

"This movie has been staged for half a month, and the audience is still enthusiastic!"

"The official box office has reached 2.4 billion and continues to grow. Let's congratulate the end of the company, congratulations Leng Hao! ”

Lying in the warm quilt of the duvet, holding a notebook and clicking on the entertainment news of the portal, Leng Hao's eyes were all about him.

"According to reliable sources, more than 70% of the scenes of this brilliant masterpiece are all shot in real time."

"During the filming of this movie, the protagonists Leng Hao and Song Xiaya were often injured, and even Leng Hao made news because of this, and now their hard work has been richly rewarded, and the market welcomes these outstanding people who perform with their hearts!"

In fact, when you succeed, every bit of hardship you go through will be added to the shining gold dust.

Two movies were big hits in a row, and most of the audience began to be familiar with Leng Hao.

Originally, post-apocalyptic movies were not traditional culture in Huaxia, and some had no cultural background.

However, in Leng Hao's two films, the wonderful "performances" of him and the other protagonists make people completely immersed, and now many young people have fallen in love with movies with this theme.

"This is the real end times, and those people in here are just like us ordinary people! Authentic! ”

"Che, is this still true? A group of people don't intrigue and don't frame each other, and there are still people who sacrifice their lives to save people? It's a completely utopian babbling, it's impossible. ”

No matter what people do in the world, whether you are famous or not, there will always be people who will come out and say bad things.

No one in this world can make everyone like.

"You've seen too much of the palace fight upstairs, right? According to you, what kind of life is there? ”

"Has this guy really seen the movie? Not to mention that Xiao Fei pushed people to escape, in the end, if it wasn't for Chen Xingbao's guy who brought people to snatch the fruits of victory, so many people wouldn't have died at all, okay? ”

"That is, you have to like the infighting and betrayal of your own team, how dark is the psychology of this kind of person?"

Fans on the Internet held various opinions and argued, and at the same time, they also pushed the movie "Burning City Fire" and Leng Hao to the hot search on the Internet.

"Ahh He's dead? ”

"That Leng Hao obviously has the aura of the protagonist, and he is stupid. In this movie, my favorite is Major Zhang Xiaomeng. ”

"Yes, yes. Young and handsome, muscular, and graduated from a military academy, he also participated in the selection of special forces, no matter how you look at it, he is the elite of the elite, and he died. Is this screenwriter stupid? ”

Just when Leng Hao was triumphant, he saw a group of onlookers with girls' avatars, constantly distributing screenshots of Major Zhang Xiaomeng's various movies in the forum, and cursing the screenwriter at the same time.

As a former person in the entertainment industry for several years, Leng Hao understands that this is a recognition of Zhang Xiaomeng's character creation.

If done properly, these girls will become fans of Zhang Xiaomeng's actors.

"But, but ......"

Looking at the image of Major Zhang Xiaomeng in the forum, which was a little blurry and shaky, obviously taken from the movie, Leng Hao covered his lips with some uncomfortable force.

That elite in the army has disappeared forever.

For the people of this world, it's just a fictional movie.

It is just a leisure activity for people to enjoy a wonderful time with men and women after work.

However, for Leng Hao, for the people of that apocalyptic world, this is indeed a true fact, and it is the real history they wrote with their lives!

In the past, Leng Hao just regarded the end of the world as an inevitable reality game, like a reality show.

Although he understood that he could only live in the end of the world in the future, Leng Hao had always had some unreal feelings.

However, after this bloody battle, watching those comrades-in-arms who were already familiar with each other, and even no different from their friends in daily life, died one after another, Leng Hao's heart, the era of peace and the end of the world began to gradually become chaotic.

These people are not characters from movies, but real people!

"System, I don't play anymore. Don't play anymore! ”

Leng Hao suddenly threw out the latest Microsoft Ultrabook in his hand, shouting a little irritably.

This silver ultrabook slammed to the ground, and the anode metal film on the surface turned up a corner, but the screen was still on.

"I don't want to go to the end of the world again, I don't want to watch those comrades die anymore!"

Leng Hao shouted with some tears.

"So did the host choose to die? You seem to have forgotten that everything you have now is the result of your struggle in the last days. ”

As the system spoke, several pictures flashed in Leng Hao's mind.

In a simple and cold rental house, on a small bed that vomited a mess, there was a young man with a pale face.

That young man was Leng Hao himself.

His chest was rising and falling rapidly, the corners of his mouth were constantly drooling, and then his eyes turned white, and his body spasmed, and he stopped all movements.

"I, I ......"

It was as if he had felt the cold feeling of a death journey again, and he kept gasping.

"I don't want to die, but I don't want Zhang Xiaomeng to die!"

"System, tell me, are they your fictional characters, or are they real?"

Leng Hao shouted a little frantically.

"The moment you accept the mission, the end of the world is born."

"You can say that Zhang Xiaomeng is a living person, because even when you are not in that world, they still have their own thoughts and actions."

"You can also say that Zhang Xiaomeng and they don't exist, because, when the host you die, this apocalyptic world will also disappear."

The cold words of the system made Leng Hao can't help but slam his fist on the head of the bed, even if a trace of blood flowed from his palm, he didn't feel it.

"You say that even if I am not in this world, Zhang Xiaomeng is still active?"

"So if, if I hadn't gone to Longxi Town, what would have happened to those people in the 35th Division?"

Leng Hao asked a little nervously.

"According to world deductions, if there is no Rat Expedition to participate, the situation in Longxi Town is as follows."

One by one, real and vivid pictures appeared in Leng Hao's mind, and he once again saw Chief of Staff Zhao Deming, Major Zhang Xiaomeng, Black Eagle, and Zhao Chenchen.

"Ready for battle! The survivors are attacking us! ”

Zhang Xiaomeng lay in the trench, staring at the enemy opposite with wide eyes.

Opposite him, the black eagle holding a sniper rifle showed a sinister smile, and the crosshair was firmly on Zhang Xiaomeng's face.

"Bang!"

When the black eagle pulled the trigger, Leng Hao jumped up from the bed at once!