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Chapter 96 The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng

Hua Rong told him that he was from abroad.

The data summary in the early stage of the channel has been sent to his computer, and he wants to talk to Su Cheng.

Unsurprisingly, it was the same as the few of them initially discussed.

The song is not very popular. Only some people in the Chinese cultural circle listen to it. As for the West, it is not popular at all.

Su Cheng was not surprised by this result.

It's all to be expected.

After all, the cultures are different, and the sudden promotion of pure Chinese is still Gufengge, and those foreigners know a hammer.

Just like Fatty Wang said on the phone before, there are some allusions in the three songs that even he doesn't know, let alone those foreigners who have "freedom" stuffed in their foreheads all day long.

The MV is really popular. The costumes in the video have aroused the interest of some foreigners. Now there are many people spontaneously commenting and reposting on foreign social platforms.

After listening to Hua Rong's words, Su Cheng nodded thoughtfully, "It's about the same? It's the same as we guessed at the beginning."

"It's okay. After all, this is the first time. Let's take our time. Cultural invasion is a long process."

On the other end of the phone, Hua Rong chuckled, "I knew your motives were impure, cultural invasion, tsk tsk, you have to be careful."

This thing is very subtle, but foreigners are masters in this area, no matter how hidden they are, they might be discovered.

Su Cheng is now carrying the drone on his back and is in the backyard, so he is not afraid of being heard or seen.

Following Hua Rong's words, he said with a smile: "It's time for them to have a taste of this matter, they can't just keep defending."

Hua Rong on the other end of the phone obviously smacked his lips and said without hesitation: "Okay, you can do whatever you say. Now that we are on your pirate ship, it is difficult for us to leave."

The main reason is that he feels that we will all be a family in the future, and Qingfeng Courtyard can be regarded as his own property, so he can help if he can.

To be able to be trusted by the old man to entrust such a big plate of Huahuo in his hands, Hua Rong must have two brushes.

At least the vision is not bad.

Based on the current popularity of Qingfeng Courtyard in China, he almost foresees that in the next two to three years, Qingfeng Courtyard will surely become the leading brand in China.

Maybe you can really become a world-class person!
Furthermore, he really tasted the sweetness, just three songs, and Huahuo made a lot of money.

No one wants to cut down their own money tree, right?

The two chatted a few more words about some follow-up operational issues, and after a brief exchange, they were ready to hang up the phone.

Su Cheng thought about the script, so she casually mentioned, "What, you are looking for a more professional director recently. Old Tang and Fatty Wang probably won't be able to leave. See if you can find another one."

"In addition, the actors are also picked. I have prepared a script here. You can look back and choose a role. Let's strike while the iron is hot."

Hua Rong was also about to hang up the phone, but when he heard what he said, he was surprised and said, "No, did you really come up with the script?"

Unbelievable, incredible.

Back then in Qingfengguan, Su Cheng said that he could write scripts, but no one believed it, it was just a joke.

Is this really coming out now?
"Quick, quick, show me, show me."

Huarong urged.

Su Cheng kicked the firewood at his feet, and said with a smile: "I haven't finished writing yet, so I'll mention it to you, so as not to be surprised when the time comes."

"What a fart if you haven't finished writing." Hua Rong was disappointed, "Okay, I have a plan in mind, and I will pay attention to it."

hang up the phone.

Su Cheng returned to the courtyard and finished the rest of the operation.

The weather is fine, and the cotton rouge in the small dustpan is almost dry.

He peeled off one by one, and his fingers were stained red.

The drone was hovering in mid-air. Netizens had just asked who Su Cheng was calling with. Seeing that he didn't explain, they turned their attention to Mian Rouge.

"Is it really like what happens in TV dramas? Every time a female character wants to put on lipstick, she swipes it on her lips and it turns out to be cotton rouge?"

"I always thought it was red paper."

"Haha, the one upstairs, and me too. Every time during Chinese New Year, I tear off the couplets and put them on my lips."

Viewers share stupid things they've done.

Su Cheng looked at the surging barrage and couldn't help but laugh.

"The paper of the couplet has a bitter taste, but the cotton rouge is not bitter, because of the material, it also has a fragrance."

Netizens were overjoyed when they heard what he said.

"Brother Su, why do you know that couplets are bitter?"

"Brother Su: Come on, get this blind netizen out!"

There was joy in the studio.

Su Cheng didn't look at the barrage, but put away the cotton rouge and put it in a small wooden box.

Then he started to pack the materials. He bought a lot when he came back from Suzhou City, and it was enough for several times.

Su Cheng quickly restored all the tools and materials, and looked at the time. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Next, he walked into the studio, followed by the drone, and the netizens watched him take off the brush and began to write on paper, and immediately asked curiously.

"Will Brother Su want to paint Chinese paintings again?"

"It's not like, it's not painting, but it's like writing calligraphy."

Some viewers were so excited that they seemed to have discovered a new world.

Su Cheng glanced at the barrage, "It's not calligraphy, I just write something."

"I'm going to Suzhou City in two days. While I have time now, I will write down the ancient cosmetics production process I learned from my master."

Hua Xuewei found some craftsmen there, so they can try to make them in advance.

After hearing this, netizens asked whether the "recipe" would be kept secret.

Su Cheng smiled and shook her head, indicating that they wanted to record, and they could record.

Whether to keep it secret or not, he won't do such a thing of self-preservation.

Why is this treasure of Chinese medicine almost disappearing in both worlds, especially this world?

One of the reasons is that many people used to cherish themselves.

Good things are kept, plus what is "passed on to men but not to women", and "master teaches apprentices to keep one hand".

Over time, many precious medical skills were lost.

Su Cheng controlled the drone to fly lower, so that netizens could see his writing clearly.

Many netizens quickly pulled paper and pens from the side to start recording.

After learning this thing, maybe there will be no shortage of cosmetics in the future.

Isn't it better for a man to make it for his girlfriend than to send flowers?
In this way, Su Cheng was thinking about writing down the production process of some cosmetics, while communicating with netizens.

Occasionally, there are things that netizens don't understand, and he will explain a sentence or two by the way.

Soon, time passed slowly, and by the time he finished writing, it was completely dark.

I glanced at the time, 08:30.

The stomach growled and started to growl, Su Cheng told the netizens, and immediately downloaded it.

After eating, lying on the bed, he began to think about the script.

In the last world, there were many ancient costume martial arts dramas, and there were many high-quality ones among them.

Like Shuiyuedongtian, Tianlong Babu, Condor Heroes...

They are all popular stories.

Su Cheng lay on the bed and looked at the roof, "What to choose?"

In fact, he has a favorite in his heart, but he doesn't know if Huarong can find a suitable actor.

"Legend of Lu Xiaofeng".

The protagonist of this drama is simply too in line with the image of Gu Xia in his mind.

(End of this chapter)