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Chapter 918 You tell me stories

"Why is this happening?" The old demon saint believed it, but he still couldn't understand why it was like this, so he asked in a hoarse and disbelief voice.

From being excited to being unable to do so, then trembling and doubting life, to being forced to calm now, the old man seemed to have changed his face, but his emotions changed after a while.

Seeing this scene, Wang Zheng shrugged helplessly: "I don't want to tell you the hidden information involved, but one thing is definitely true. The Holy Emperor of Fighting War will not be long before he returns. On the day he returns, will the truth be revealed?"

call……

Almost trembling, the old man vomited a long breath of turbid air and adjusted his condition. Then he looked at Wang Zheng deeply, bowed and bowed:

"No matter whether it is true or false, Dao Wang can build momentum for His Majesty's return. I have such a great kindness. I thank Dao Wang for his behalf and a group of old brothers."

Wang Zheng could not understand the status of the Holy Emperor of Fighting War in the old man's heart, but this did not prevent him from expressing respect to the old man in front of him who was holding back his heart and having a solemn look on his face.

Wang Zheng nodded: "Don't worry, even if you don't say it, I will do it well. After all, I can't smash my sign."

"Yes, Director Wang's sign is very loud." Speaking of Director Wang's sign, even the old man with iron-blooded aura was also happy. It seemed that after he picked up the sign, the old man felt relieved.

As if he had thought of something, the old man pointed to Wang Zheng's head: "Director Wang just now..."

Wang Zheng blinked, and he knew that this was the first time a cartoon thing appeared in this world, and the response after it appeared was also an unknown number.

However, he is still optimistic about the audience of cartoons.

For nothing else, this story is the story of the Great Sage. Although this Great Sage is not the Great Sage who is well-known to everyone in his previous life.

However, with his status in the demon clan, there will also be thousands of demon clans willing to run water for him. After word of mouth, Wang Zheng believes that even if he doesn't need to promote it like his previous life, the story of the return of the Great Sage will become popular.

Not to mention, what is different from the previous life is that the name Wang Zheng is just a golden sign in the entertainment circle of this world!

After shooting the fight, flying fighting skills and fire warriors became popular in the West.

After taking pictures of the captain, the status of the Western alchemist began to rise sharply, and bloodline potions became popular.

After taking pictures of Shushan, Dongfang, regardless of his cultivation level, his treasure seemed to be cool all of a sudden.

...

It can be said that Wang Zheng’s entertainment is not only entertainment, but also not only enlightening people’s wisdom, but also subtly affecting the world.

Under such circumstances, if the Great Sage returns and becomes popular, and with some public opinion guidance, such a Great Sage who dares to attack the fairy world will definitely be the greatest hero in the world!

When needed, under the influence of the Great Saint, the effects required by the World Honored One and the strongest should not be worse.

As he thought about it, Wang Zheng was in a daze. After all, being able to make the Great Sage survive in another world with another identity and existence is a thing worthy of pride for any native Chinese dynasty.

"Director Wang, what is that...that movie is probably like?"

Although it was the first time I had seen a cartoon-like work, the scene of the Fighting Saint Emperor sitting rebelliously on the edge of the cliff made him, the veteran under the Fighting Saint Emperor, excited.

Although it is not realistic, it has a strong impact. This is the old man’s temporary understanding of cartoons.

But the picture is the picture, and as the old subordinate of the Holy Emperor, he cares more about anyone else.

Seeing the old man rubbing his big hands, there was no trace of the fierce aura that had once attacked the fairy world, Wang Zheng smiled, and then he shook his head and said:

"It's boring to tell the story. I can only say that this story is changed based on the real story. The time when the story takes place was a while ago."

It’s boring to tell the story, this is a fact. Because the core routine of this story is still the classic Hollywood routine.

The story itself tells the story of a hero who is in trouble seeking to save goodness again. Even if Wang Zheng replaces this monkey with Transformers or Batman, it is basically true...

Of course, the main line of the plot itself is true, but it does not mean that this work will be unsatisfactory. Because, the heroic complex in it is something that everyone has deep in their hearts, or has ever had it.

"Well...the premise is that Teacher Wang Feng is not here to make trouble."

Wang Zheng suddenly muttered, and Teacher Wang Feng suddenly came to make trouble, which really made the overall score of the entire drama much lower.

Wang Zheng secretly decided that the sand sculpture soundtrack would never be used...

After making such a decision in his heart, Wang Zheng looked at the old man and suddenly changed his mind: "By the way, is this your place?"

The old man was stunned, but he still replied: "I dare not say it on the ground, but I am indeed a demon saint within a radius of thousands of miles."

There is only one demon saint thousands of miles away, and it feels like a 30-square-meter-meter-long residence in the capital. This southern wilderness is really vast!

But this is not the point. The point is that the mountains and rivers here are beautiful and the rare quiet, which is most suitable for creating in seclusion.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng looked at the old man and smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist is quiet, but it is suitable for me to go into seclusion. I wonder what you think of me?"

When the demon saint heard this, he laughed so hard that he couldn't stop smiling.

To be honest, for a veteran like him, Wang Zheng would probably not come out to watch the fun even if he was filming with the crew. But Wang Zheng was creating cartoons here, because the cartoon tells the story of the Battle of the Holy Emperor!

"No problem! I will give this acre of three-point land to Director Wang for use. It will take as long as I want. I can watch it from the side, and I will feel it is enough!"

When he patted his chest, the old demon saint agreed without thinking, as if it was such a big happy event.

However, Wang Zheng shook his head, stretched out a finger and shook it: "Observation? That won't work, because you have other tasks!"

What? The old demon saint didn't react at once.

In his opinion, from a certain perspective, he is an old antique that is out of touch with the world that is changing too quickly. And how can an old antique like himself help in filming new things?

Wang Zheng saw the old demon saint's doubts, and waved his sleeves and gathered in the table.

Wang Zheng sat cross-legged on the auspicious cloud and waved his hand to the old demon saint: "You are responsible for telling me stories."
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