"Chen Ange! How could you do this!"
The person on the other end of the phone was furious.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Ange put the phone on the side of the bathtub.
"Hmm? What's that noise!"
"Bathing, listen!"
Chen Ange rubbed his flesh and made a giggling sound.
Silence began to fall on the other side of the phone.
"Why did you leave at the drop of a hat, didn't you say you were going to sing a song?"
"Ah, sorry I forgot!"
"Forgot? Okay, I ..."
"I owe you a song!"
"That's more like it, I want ..."
Before the words were finished, a beeping busy tone came from inside the phone.
Yang Feifei froze, so angry that his chest almost exploded.
...
The Ming Dynasty was always a stormy time.
That reader at the end of the Ming Dynasty had written about the foreign enemy entering the city to see and hear.
The ground is full of babies, or lined with horses' hooves, or the feet of people, liver and brain, sobbing in the field.
This shows how cruel the war was at the end of the Ming Dynasty.
Artillery face, iron hoof riding face, the devastated country in the cracks how many tragic stories were born.
Try to see the rift valley cast whip to cross, do not believe that the Central Plains is not surnamed Zhu!
The national surname of the master potential to restore the ambition of the Ming Dynasty can be seen in heaven and earth.
It is a pity that the sky does not have mercy, sickness, plus a bunch of Confucian subjects, the Ming dynasty, finally drowned in the dust of history, leaving it to later evaluation.
Zheng Chenggong
"A little difficult to write ah!"
Jiangbei this Qu Sheng has been holding the tablet for a long time to see, is already the mackerel back of the year, the head of white hair is also thinning, the wind blowing, white hair fluttering, quite some fire cloud evil god taste.
Great-granddaughter Hua Hua was counting ants on the ground, looking back at her grandfather from time to time, but of course her eyes were always fixed on the beard.
In her mind, she thought, great grandfather's beard ... should be very good to light it.
"Grandpa, what are you doing, let you rest, don't look at the tablet!"
Jiang Tao came out, a face of annoyance, to reach out to grab the tablet, but the old man, although old, in favor of the reaction is still quite fast, the hand a retraction, raised his head, blowing beard glare: "no big and small, you are my grandfather or I am your grandfather."
"Yes, you are my grandfather, all right!"
"What do you mean, I'm your grandfather and I'm taking advantage of you?"
Jiang Shan withered bark like face wrinkled, if he had eyebrows, should be a little majestic, but now look a little funny.
Jiang Tao helpless, know that grandfather is competitive, but people have to obey the old when they are old.
Jiang Shan has basically closed his pen since the "Shenyang", and now with his illness plus many other reasons, his brain is actually not as bright as before.
"Some guys just don't let people settle down!"
Two days ago someone came to Jiang Shan, begging for a song, Jiang Tao looked at the gnashing of teeth, are ninety fucking years old, still writing.
I hate to go up and kick that person to death.
Jiang Tao muttered and was slapped.
"Look, Zheng Chenggong, this film I swept two eyes, the shooting is good, this tune I'm willing to write! Your grandfather I just want people to remember to keep in mind this history!"
Jiang Shan pointed at the tablet, screamed and cursed two sets, then shakily got up, with his hands behind his back and went into the house.
On the ground counting ants flower spit out his tongue: "Dad was taught a lesson again!"
Jiang Tao face a pull: "You give me to practice piano!"
...
"Hey, are you looking at the little assistant next to Sister Yang!"
"Your brain is broken? Do you want me to fix it for you?"
"Then why did you give her a chance, or the female lead?"
White Lotus lay on her side on the sofa, her brocade skirt clinging to her delicate flesh, her charming female curves unusually moving.
Twisted her body, which was now comfortable, two white tender little legs swayed, and her mouth was still stuffed with grapes inside.
"Grapes quite sweet ah!"
"Are you stupid, this is what you brought!"
Chen Ange rolled his eyes, he always felt that today's white lotus was a bit strange.
It's not going to hurt me, right.
But I'm not Wu Dalang after all, I'm Pan An ah, could it be that you want to take it for yourself and imprison it from now on?
This grape or not to eat better.
But she has eaten it, it is better to politely eat one.
"I have recently been doing planning, games, film and television, novels, and even stage plays, amusement parks, and even hotel business, I think we can make an ecosphere."
Ecosphere?
Chen Ange knows precisely something about this.
To put it bluntly, the most crucial thing about this circle is to create IP.
And Chen Ange can cite the most representative, should be Disney.
Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck, Snow White and so on, do not know how much money for Walt.
Games, film and television, novels, stage productions, and even Disneyland.
Of course, there are Marvel, DC, and neon that horrible plumber and Ultraman, etc..
Really want to move these things to the white lotus, maybe the richest woman will appear.
But White Lotus can do this kind of planning, that means she has a forward-looking, this is not overly ambitious, although now she is only just involved in the game industry, but a businessman who can not have forward-looking plans, then he is destined to mix a small business.
"So do you have any guidelines?"
Chen Ange asked casually.
White Lotus sat up and stretched her back, her front and back.
"What do you think of those mythical figures?"
Chen Ange nodded his head.
He had always felt that his own myths and legends were overbearing, those strange and bizarre demons and gods and goddesses, there was no end to them, but no one had bothered to make secondary creations, for example, all knew that Nuwa mended the sky, and also knew that Nuwa created people, but how did Nuwa come to be? Or, who was the first person she made?
Don't these kinds of stories appeal to people?
Chen Ange felt that if it was written well, it seemed good to take a "Nuwa Raising".
Of course ancient myths are inherently chaotic, and to really form a system, it is not something that can be done by one person.
Just the fact that White Lotus can think of this proves that she is really prepared to do it.
"Maybe you can start with wait!"
"Wait?"
White Lotus was stunned, then shook his head: "In fact, I only have a vague concept, plus really want to create an ecosystem, that involves too much money!"
Chen Ange nodded, he naturally understood, if you want to do an ecosphere, the funds do not have a hundred billion you dare to do it?
After all, this ecosystem inside the most expensive or late offline construction.
But ...
Ancient mythology is too difficult to build, but Chen Ange can give the White Lotus to create a martial arts immortal ecosystem.
Qiao Feng, Li Xunhuan, Yang over, Hua Man Lou ...
Going forward Shu Shan, Immortal Sword!
Knead together is not one plus one equals two, but is greater than two.
After all, according to the new 'law of two and eight', fan sharing is the only way to create more economy.
"What do you think is different about me today?"
White Lotus also stopped saying her thoughts and suddenly spread her hands, staring at Chen Ange with a smile.
Chen Ange peeled ... White Lotus from head to toe with a critical eye: "Your makeup is blown!" .
Dab!
White Lotus got up, walked towards the door with long legs, opened the door and paused, turned back and said faintly: "The new drama hurry up and shoot, better hurry up and release it on October 1!"
Boom!
The door was brought.
Chen Ange sat frozen for a while, a hand copied the tablet on the table towards his head bang bang bang smashed a few times.
"I told you to be comfortable!"