Yu Jing quietly pricked up his ears and approached the two without a trace.

The companion nodded with apprehension: "It's not just you, many people on the Internet are like this." ”

It's funny to think about, at that time there were a bunch of people on the Internet who were chirping about mom all day long like chicks, and now all that's left is awe and fear.

Especially the fact that Nuwa ordered Daji to tempt the king and finally handed her over to Jiang Ziya is simply chilling.

The curly-haired girl put her hands on her cheeks, and her expression was very complicated: "This is the saint, using heaven and earth as a chessboard and dynasties as chess pieces, inviting all beings to enter the game." No wonder they all want to be holy, and they can change the dynasty by raising their hands, and I want to change them too. ”

Unknowingly, the discussion between the two attracted a large number of passers-by.

A man showed a palpitating expression: "These saints are really terrifying, on the surface, it seems that the world is changing dynasties, but in fact, it is a calculation between saints. ”

"By the way, why don't they want to be on the god list?"

"Tsk, what about the immortals, it's not that they are begging for a life under Haotian's hands, they come and go when they call it, there is no freedom, how free they are before they enter the god list."

"The most wronged is Daji, obviously acting on orders, but the result is still ......"

An old man shook his head and smiled, feeling that young people were too one-sided, and couldn't help but remind them: "You have forgotten, a word that Hong Huang often mentions, luck!" ”

Some people showed confused expressions, while others suddenly realized.

"! They even counted this one, it's terrible! ”

The flood is nearing the end, chasing all the way, the audience from the initial excitement to the current fear, the mood is not complicated.

Yu Jing used his lens to tell the intergalactic audience that it was an ancient and barbaric world, where strength was the most respected, and the cruel battle would disappear if it was not careful.

In the later period, there was a thought carved into the bone marrow-

All living beings are ants.

There is no fairy tale of God loving the world, and there is no beauty of creating a homeland together. In the struggle between the saints and kings of heaven and earth, the people are just ants who can survive.

There was silence.

The curly-haired girl pouted with tears in her eyes: "Director Jing is really too much, can't you make a fairy tale to coax us?" ”

Good mood heavy QAQ.

The companion scoffed: "If you really want to make it like Bani Solan, God loves the world, will you like it?" ”

Everyone thought seriously for a moment and shook their heads cautiously, even though the problems disclosed by the flood were heavy, it was undeniably a breathtaking work, which made a deeper impression.

Yu Jing touched his nose and didn't understand how a good trip turned into a flood conference. Seeing that everyone's mood was very heavy, he rolled his eyes, tightened his mask and said in a loud voice: "It is said that the flood is about to end. ”

This news is no less than a deep-water torpedo, which blew up everyone's souls and flew out of the sky.

The girl slapped the table excitedly: "Wait! You make it clear, what is the end of the flood famine! ”

It's a pity she didn't catch anyone.

Yu Jing was like a slippery little fish, with a swing of his tail, pulling Pei Yi into the crowd in the blink of an eye and disappearing.

How could everyone have time to be sad, so anxious that they could only go to Yu Jing's account to ask what was going on.

[Someone told me that the flood is almost over, and he is lying, right! 】

[Director Jing was talking about a long drama, and it is only 28 episodes, which must be a lie. 】

[The grapevine is not credible, don't panic. 】

Yu Jing smiled evilly and directly told everyone that there are only thirty episodes of Honghuang, which is already very long.

The audience was simply mad and jumped up and down in protest in the comment section. At the beginning, it was clearly said that it was a big long drama, how can you talk without words.

Yu Jing was also so angry that he slapped the table and argued with the audience.

It's a long story, yes. There are only twenty episodes of Young Heroes and Mountains and Seas, and thirty episodes of Honghuang are not enough!

The two sides tore up in the dark on the Internet, and in the end, the audience retreated, shouting something 'just rely on us to spoil you' and ran away.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to say cruel words, and asked Yu Jing to make a new film as soon as possible, otherwise they would come to the comment area to harass him every day.

Yu Jing sneered, if he dares to shoot, it depends on whether the audience dares to watch it.

The little director, who held a grudge like Pei Yi, ran to the study and gritted his teeth to write the script.

Xiangxi drove corpses.

Chapter 124

Yu Jing relied on the strength to fight with the audience, and polished the script in one day.

And then...... There is no then.

The weather is gradually getting warmer, and the wisps of sunlight are like the emperor's slurry moistening all things. The winter snow on the branches is melting, and everything in heaven and earth is being revitalized.

Yu Jing's favorite thing now is to take Xiaolan to the garden to bask in the sun, the warm sunlight is not dazzling, even if you take off your cold-proof clothes and only wear a sweater, your body is warm.

"Cool." The little director lay on the rocking chair and sighed sincerely, "I don't want to work." ”

Pei Yi next to him was helping him peel apples, cut them into small pieces and put them on the plate, and Yu Jing could get them if he wanted to eat them.

"Not going to film? Who swore two days ago that it would make the audience look good? ”

"Whew—I'm so angry that I don't know as much as they do." Yu Jing hummed and chirped. With a kick of the foot, the rocking chair begins to shake, and another bite of the apple is heavenly.

Pei Yi reminded him funny: "Today is the finale of the flood famine, beware of them going out to settle accounts with you." ”

Yu Jing glanced at him: "I said hello in advance, how can I settle accounts with me again if I am mentally prepared." ”

This time he guessed wrong, even if Yu Jing said on the Internet in advance, when the words at the end of the whole play appeared on the screen, the audience still couldn't accept it.

For them, the flood is not only a TV series with a wonderful plot, but also a Chinese myth that they have been waiting for for a long time.

It is the crystallization of fantasy from the era of the home planet! It's a testament to the fact that they can raise their eyebrows at the festival!

The audience chased it all the way, and they had mixed feelings about this TV series. Now that the flood is over, they have a feeling of loss for a while.

It is the confusion of a lost child who does not know where to go when facing the unknown ahead.

It's like a duckling is born to seek refuge after its mother. After the TV series ended, the audience subconsciously went to find Yu Jing and gathered in the comment area, reluctant to leave for a long time.

Yu Jing couldn't bear it.

It's okay to discuss the plot, but look at what they're talking about.

[Yu Jing V: I'm not interested in your aunt's son's friend's grandfather Huan Yi Chun, are you all right to do it? Why do you have to discuss this in the comments section? 】

The little director jumped like thunder in the comment area.

The audience still remembered the last time they quarreled with him, and when they saw Yu Jing jumping in the comment area in a hurry, they immediately laughed.

【The!】 If you don't want us to pester you, hurry up and make a new drama to divert our attention! 】

[Another week has passed, and the turtle writes the script faster than you!] 】

[Ahem, guide Jing forgive me, I don't know what I should do, so I came to you, I suspect that I have a fledgling plot. 】

[Ah, yes, yes, yes, me too, after all, Director Jing is the one who shoots the flood wilderness, and he subconsciously came to you. 】

Yu Jing's forehead burst with green tendons, as if he saw a group of scoundrels stalking and fighting. Swallowing the last bite of the apple, he jumped up from his rocking chair and gritted his teeth with a sneer.

[Yu Jing V: Fledgling plot? Looking for a mom? Here it should be @Song Rong, your child is wandering outside, bring people back! 】

The comment area that laughed just now was instantly dead silent, and many people were choked half dead by Yu Jing's divine stroke.

Since Song Rong's debut, the outside world has said that she is full of affinity, and when her willow eyebrows are bent, she looks dignified and elegant.

The amazing acting skills are even more intriguing to the awe-inspiring Nuwa.

It stands to reason that the audience should go to Nuwa's mother, but they don't dare.

Don't ask, it's scary to ask.

Song Rong soon heard the news and rushed to post a probe in the comment area.

[Song Rong V: Here, children, come home with me. 】

Such a lively and funny tone is diametrically opposed to Nuwa's temperament, and the audience should not associate the two.

It's a pity that the impression is too deep to be reversed for a while.

Since Song Rong appeared, the comment area has been cold, only two or three kittens greeted Song Rong weakly, quiet as a chicken's well-behaved appearance, and the arrogance just now.

Yu Jing could almost imagine the scene of everyone scattering in a hurry.

He laughed, feeling that he had found a way to deal with the audience, and in the future, when this group of people came to the comment area to be presumptuous, he would ask Song Rong to help.

For this reason, the little director also sent a private message to the actress.

[It's interesting enough, you can go to be a town house beast after the movie, and I'll look for you if I have something in the future. 】

Yu Jing still has a little conscience, and finally asked Song Rong whether the audience's retreat will hinder her future development.

Song Rong couldn't cry or laugh, and sent a long voice message to Yu Jing. She is currently in a period of transition, and Nuwa's role has helped her a lot. Looking at the audience's reaction, she wants to try the script of the big heroine next, so that Yu Jing doesn't have to worry.

With Song Rong helping him town, the comment area is finally clean, and Yu Jing no longer has to watch the audience discuss all kinds of strange emotional encounters underneath.

After the fifteenth day of the first month, the work finally started.

Yu Jing gave Chu Baixia a ten-day annual leave and asked him to go back to the orphanage to have a look. Count the time, it's time to come back.

The hovercar was stopped at the gate of the community, and the two administrators were very excited to see Yu Jing. Yu Jing said hello to them, and when he signed, he felt that there were a few people in the guard room.

He didn't think much about it, maybe he hadn't come back from vacation.

The elevator went all the way up to the floor where Chu Baixia was renting, and Yu Jing heard a fierce quarrel erupting in the corridor.

"What wasn't intentional, this is the third time! When you speak, don't bow your head and look angry, as if I am unreasonable and bullying you! It's obviously you're wrong! ”

The woman's hysterical screams were like foam rubbing against glass, piercing and shriek. Chu Baixia stood opposite her and kept her head down and didn't speak, and the two community administrators smiled wryly, stubbornly blocking between the two to prevent the emotional woman from beating people.

Yu Jing walked over quickly and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?" ”

Hearing the voice, Chu Baixia's shoulders shook, and he raised his head in disbelief, shocked that Yu Jing would appear here.

The Administrator almost cried tears of joy as if he had seen a savior. Great, Director Jing is back.

Yu Jing smiled and stretched out his hand: "Madam, if there is any problem, calm down and say slowly." ”