As an actor, it makes sense for me to know some kung fu, right?

"The space is so much bigger now that I can put anything in it. It's one million cubic meters. I can't even find so many things to put it in!"

Feeling the size of the portable space in the seventh-level Buddhist kingdom, Xu Lu sighed silently.

Don't think that one million cubic meters is just a figure, but if you do a little calculation, you will know how exaggerated this space is.

For example, if you buy an ordinary three-bedroom apartment, it is about 10 square meters, which means the length and width are 10* square meters.

The size of the portable space in the Seven-Rank Buddha Kingdom is 100*100*100 cubic meters.

That is to say, the size on the plane is square, and one hundred sets of three-bedroom apartments like the one just mentioned can be built.

If the height of a room is 3 meters, then 3 floors can be built with a height of 100 meters.

In other words, Xu Lu now carries a thirty-story building with him, with one hundred houses on each floor.

“If I were a magician, then using this portable space to perform magic tricks that make cars disappear would be absolutely beneficial.

It’s not just cars or trucks. If I really want to, I can make a building disappear right in front of my eyes..."

Xu Lu suddenly thought.

If he was more imaginative, he could form a 100-meter-deep sinkhole on the ground as long as he was given a certain amount of time.

The size of this sinkhole can be as much as 10,000 square meters.

"Furthermore, this is far from the limit of the skill of holding the Buddha's Kingdom in the palm of your hand, because every time you advance to a level, the size of this space increases 1000 times.

When I reach the sixth-grade Buddha Kingdom, the space I can have will be even more exaggerated. As for the fifth-grade Buddha Country and the fourth-grade Buddha Country..."

Xu Lu shook his head.

He felt that as long as he kept rising, it wouldn't be a problem to accommodate the entire planet.

So if the end of the world is going to happen in the future, he Xu Lu will be the savior of this world.

When the time comes, use this skill of holding the Buddha's kingdom in your hand to put the entire planet inside, and it won't matter what kind of apocalypse it is.

……

Time soon came to Monday, which was the second day of the release of 'The Great Comedy of Life' and the fourth day of 'Tang Bohu Qiuxiang'.

Because it is no longer a weekend, the traffic in cinemas has dropped a lot.

But even so.

At the end of one day, 'Tang Bohu·Qiuxiang' still earned close to 200 million in box office revenue.

As for the 'comedy of life', it's a bit sadder.

In the whole day, the box office was less than 20 million, which was much lower than the first day's box office.

With such data, it is definitely untenable to blame all the reasons on 'not the weekend'.

Because if it's just 'not a weekend', then why can 'Tang Bohu' earn 200 million at the box office?

And why is your 'comedy of life' only one-tenth of others? Everyone is not on the weekend either!

In fact, as a director, Zhao Fu was already a little depressed.

He didn't understand why his good works were not appreciated by others.

Are they all blind?

By this time, the words of the two spectators yesterday rang in his mind again:

'... Director Xu is the ceiling of comedy... I really admire your aesthetic... It's okay to pass the time...'

These words rang over and over in his mind.

Finally, Zhao Fu couldn't bear it anymore.

He drove directly to a nearby movie theater, and with a gritted expression on his face, bought a movie ticket for "Tang Bohu Qiuxiang", and then walked towards the screening room with a face of resistance.

In fact, before he even approached the screening room, the corners of Zhao Fu's mouth were already twitching.

Because he found that even on Monday, there were still a large number of viewers walking into the screening hall of 'Tang Bohu...'.

Compared with the excitement here, the atmosphere of his 'Comedy of Life' next door is much too deserted.

Zhao Fu stopped and observed for a moment and found that only a few people walked into the screening room next door.

Most of the people passed by him and walked straight into the screening room here.

Seeing this, Zhao Fu felt a little uncomfortable. He regretted very much that he did not stick to his decision and instead listened to the words of those investors.

If my 'Life Comedy' and Xu Lu's 'Tang Bohu Qiuxiang' were released on the same day, this situation would never happen.

"Why don't you just invest your money? Why do you want to interfere with my decision? It has always been the most undesirable behavior for an outsider to guide an expert!" Zhao Fu sighed.

Seeing that the movie was about to start, he stopped observing and turned around and walked into the screening room behind him.

After finding his place, Zhao Fu sat down.

He found that even though it was a Monday, the seats in this theater were basically occupied, almost full.

Judging from the conversations of the people around me, some of them turned out to be the ones I had seen before.

"I don't believe you can watch a movie twice in a short period of time.

Are these people specially invited by Daxu Culture to boost the box office? "

Zhao Fu cursed in disbelief.

Fortunately, soon, the lights in the screening room dimmed and the film started playing.

After a moment, harsh laughter rang out, but not from Zhao Fu.

Although he is not born not to laugh, but at this time when faced with these funny plots, he really can't laugh.

"What's going on? How is it possible?" Zhao Fu shouted in his heart:

"Where did the script named Xu come from? Why is there such a good script, and why can't I come across it?

If this script was given to me to shoot, I would definitely be able to produce such an effect. What a pity..."

The next time will be Zhao Fu's tormenting moment.

The surrounding audience laughed one after another, and the voices became louder and louder.

But here, Zhao Fu's mood became increasingly depressed.

Because he found that the quality of "Tang Bohu Qiuxiang" was indeed better than his "Comedy of Life".

As for what's good about it, he thinks it's in the script.

But when the film finally ended with other viewers still unfinished, Zhao Fu saw something that shocked him.

Because he was shocked to find that the screenwriter of this movie also had the name "Xu Lu".

"The screenwriter...is it also Xu Lu? Is it the same name, or..."

Zhao Fu felt that he was a little unsteady on his feet.

He didn't know how he walked out of the cinema, and he forgot how he got back home.

But it wasn't until he received a call from an investor that Zhao Fu finally came to his senses.

"Mr. Li, I..."

"You don't need to say it, Director Zhao, you really disappoint me. Where is the promised one billion box office?"

Mr. Li on the other side spoke quickly and urgently.

Finally, Zhao Fu found an opportunity and said:

"Mr. Li, I was too conceited before. There is indeed a slight gap between me and Xu Lu.

But as long as you give me a good script, I will definitely do better than what I am doing now, please believe me. "

"Director Zhao Fu, why are you still so stubborn? Are you really just a little different from others?

Even if you have a good script, would you still say that you still lack a protagonist like Xu Lu?

After you have a good protagonist, do you want a special effects team like others...think about it! "

At this point, the person on the other side hung up the phone, leaving Zhao Fu alone and dumbfounded.

Because just now, he felt that the layer of glass that protected his self-esteem had been severely shattered.