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"is acceptable."

Xu Qing smiled slightly.

Xu Qing was very surprised when he said that.

There are several small crews on this mountain, with hundreds of crew members and actors.

These small crews are filming together.

He had to admit that Murong Feng's crew was professional and strong, and this lineup was not much worse than European and American blockbusters.

In time, I'm afraid it will be even more powerful than blockbusters from European and American crews.

A profession is a profession. In comparison, his crew of Zhantian Mythology is just playing around.

At this moment, Xu Qing noticed a small crew next to him.

In the studio of this small crew, two supporting actors are acting opposite each other.

"Gu Yifan, you dug up my family's ancestral grave and left my grandfather's corpse in the wilderness!"

"Break your bones into ashes, and it's hard to solve the hatred in my heart!"

Swish!
Xu Qing widened his eyes, feeling a flash of spiritual light.

Ancestral grave?

Tomb robbing?

The burial place of ancient warriors?

Poison Emperor Bian Chunqiu?
"I have something to go!"

After finishing speaking, Xu Qing cast Ling Feng Wuhen and flew down the mountain.

"Ugh?"

Murong Feng on the side was at a loss, he didn't understand why Xu Qing left suddenly, he wanted to brag a little longer, and continue to give Xu Qing a psychological blow.

……

Back in the office, Xu Qing decided on the subject to be photographed.

He's going to do a tomb-type horror film.

This kind of theme has always been a niche in China, and many of them are shoddy web dramas.

But Xu Qing believes that he will definitely make this type a big IP.

Now that the subject matter is determined, it's time to write the script.

But the script was not so easy to write, so Xu Qing decided to find a script.

Nowadays, online novels are blooming everywhere on the Internet, and there are many horror novels.

Xu Qing searched for horror novels on his mobile phone, and there were many novels with this theme.

After reading the introduction, Xu Qing thought that a novel called "Legend of the Ancient Tomb" was good.

The author's name is the third uncle in the world, and he has a lot of expertise in ancient tombs.

He knows Maoshan Taoist priest, Mojin Xiaowei, Faqiu Zhonglang general, Qianshan Taoist, Xiling Lishi, big rice dumpling, black donkey hoof, forbidden woman, etc.

Xu Qing's memory and eyesight are far beyond ordinary people. In less than three hours, Xu Qing finished reading this nearly 200 million-word novel.

The content of the novel is ups and downs, very exciting.

Of course, this novel is still in serialization, but judging from the development of the plot, it is almost the end.

"Strange, it's all free?"

"Damn, I actually watched a pirated version!"

Xu Qing was deeply puzzled to find that there were no charges for hundreds of chapters.

As a result, he found that what he was watching was a pirated version.

Xu Qing was deeply ashamed of this.

We must know that it is not easy for many Internet authors. After a hard day of writing, they can only earn a few cents from one reader.

It can be said that the money for quitting a pack of cigarettes in one month is very cheap.

Even so, there are still many shameless people who read pirated copies.

In order not to let himself become such a shameless person, Xu Qing found the official release website of "Legend of the Ancient Tomb".

From the data point of view, the author's performance is relatively dismal, and there are not many comments.

Xu Qing registered an account without saying a word, and then prepared to reward the author with 10 Huaxia coins.

But when the main point was confirmed, Xu Qing canceled it.

"Fuck, can 10 be called money?"

Xu Qing deleted 10 and changed it to 800 million as a reward.

After the reward, Xu Qing felt that his conscience had been recovered.

……

The real name of the third uncle in the world is Lu Youcai, but at the age of [-], he still has nothing to do, and he often rushes to the streets in writing.

At this moment, Lu Youcai was sitting in front of an old computer.

He has almost finished smoking a box of Baisha cigarettes worth 5 yuan, but he still has no inspiration.

"How should I write the next plot? It's a headache."

Lu Youcai patted his head with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Lu Youcai, my child has to enroll in two winter vacation cram schools today, bring 1000 yuan!"

His wife walked up to him with an angry face and held out her hand.

Lu Youcai had a bitter face: "Honey, I have no money now."

"You wait until I send the manuscript fee next month, and I will hand it in."

His wife was furious immediately: "Lu Youcai, you bastard!"

"I am following you, I am really blind!"

"School will start next month, and you still have to enroll in cram school!"

"Let's talk about how much you can earn with that little manuscript fee, plus full attendance will support you to 1000 yuan."

"Remember it clearly for my old lady, this year's heating bill has not been paid yet!"

"If you don't go out to find a job, my mother will divorce you!"

Said wow, his wife left angrily.

After being scolded by his wife, Lu Youcai felt that his condition was getting worse, and he couldn't type a word.

"What to do, what to do!"

Lu Youcai was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, he took out a cigarette and smoked more than half of it in one gulp.

Just then, his penguin popped up a new message, which was a group message from "Legend of the Ancient Tomb".

In the group, there are only dozens of his hardcore readers.

Lu Youcai clicked on the group and saw that it was full of congratulations.

Third Uncle, you have made a lot of money, and someone rewarded you with a huge sum of money!

Damn, it's 800 million!

Seeing these news, the corners of Lu Youcai's mouth twitched.

Nima, I'm upset today, so you just play tricks on me, it's not April Fool's Day.

800 million, even ghosts don't believe it.

In the seven or eight years since he has been in the industry, he has never received a tip of 80 yuan.

Lu Youcai ignored them and decided to go to the draft box to have a look at the drafts.

As a result, when he opened the page of the novel, Lu Youcai was stunned.

Usually, his book review area only has more than ten comments a day, but today it has broken through thousands.

Congratulations from readers and envy from peers.

How come there are so many people swiping 800 million?
Lu Youcai quickly scrolled up the page, and was dumbfounded when he saw the fan list.

His number one fan list is just a hall master-level reader.

But at this time, the number one position changed hands.

This fan is glowing, and it shows: The lord of the brilliant diamond!

Lu Youcai counted it, and what the hell, he really tipped 800 million.

Looking at the series of numbers, Lu Youcai felt unreal.

He felt his body float up without a trace of weight.

Drop drop!
At this time, a rush of phone calls woke up Lu Youcai as if he had just woken up from a dream.

He looked down at the caller ID and was taken aback for a moment.

This is a call from the editor-in-chief.

For a small author like him, the editor-in-chief doesn't know how to ignore him at all, so why would he call?
"Hi, you are Editor-in-Chief Zhu!"

"I want to ask you something, is there a bug in my book's fan value, or has someone tipped the wrong reward?"

Before Editor Zhu could speak, Lu Youcai hurriedly asked.

At this moment, Lu Youcai's heart tightened tightly.

He was worried that this was just a dream, and it would be nothing in the end.

"what?"

The voice on the phone was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Old Lu, I was just about to tell you about this."

"It's true, someone really tipped you 800 million!"

"The website also knows that your life is difficult, and this time the website has made an exceptional decision."

"According to the contract, the website will take [-] percent, but this time the website will only take [-] percent. After tax is deducted, the money will be credited to your account within three days."

"Old Lu write well, we have great confidence in you."