I, ET, mixed entertainment circle

In fact, the "Xian Xia" story of humans on earth has a core setting that is very precise, and all battles are for resources and survival.And when a "smart" race abandons all "cutting emotions and cutting vulgarity" and only pursues absolute strength, it is actually on the verge of extinction.

The terrifying creature I saw before was already so powerful that he could wipe out all life in his domain just by relying on his own spiritual force, and the resources he wanted to consume would squeeze out several planets. The creature makes other races in the homogeneous universe restless, afraid of all his actions.

Beneath the temporary peace and tranquility, there is a turbulent undercurrent.

When the Zerg gnawed through the crystal wall of the universe and invaded brazenly, that creature sent hundreds of galaxies where intelligent races lived into the Zerg's mouth, half resisting and half appeasement, rather than resolutely destroying the Zerg, just because the Zerg devoured certain resources, It will secrete precious mysterious substances that can greatly enhance his strength.

Later, that creature died.

When "encountering" the main force of the Zerg race, they were attacked by various races taking advantage of the chaos of the war, cutting off the supply of resources, exhausting their strength, and dying in battle like a "hero".

If it is divided by the power system on the earth, that creature can also be called a "fairy". His flesh and blood were enshrined to himself, but they were knocked to the ground by the ants-like beings and wiped out in ashes.

At that time, he was just a "born" spiritual cloud that was torn away from his parent's "body".

It was precisely because of the battle of "destroying the gods" that the intelligent race that pursued them had no time to take care of one or two small fish that slipped through the net, that gave him a chance to survive.

On that day, his blank memory was printed with brilliant colors.

The light of countless death energies flashed across the vast and dark universe, taking away hundreds of millions of ordinary and extraordinary lives in an instant.The powerful gods, the swarming Zerg, and even the brightest souls will only flash a few crystal lights when they are destroyed.Not far away, his parents were wiped by the violent energy erupted when the god died, and became silently floating dust in the universe.

He ignorantly absorbed the emotional "wreckage" that occasionally drifted away, shrank himself in a dark corner, watched the annihilation of the gods, and watched the madness of the "god devouring" of the intelligent race. There was only one thought in his mental cloud, to live.

Cultivating immortals to become gods, does that exist like that "god"?

Yang Qibei looked at the middle-aged man with long hair in a high bun, beautiful beard and deep eyes and bushy eyebrows in the mirror, his eyes gradually became indifferent.

A little bit.

He waved his long sleeves as a gesture and brushed them across his cheeks. In an instant, he quietly concentrated his emotional energy on his face, finely adjusted the distribution of fat, eliminated some edema under the eyes, and eliminated some slight fat on his face.

Brushing the long sleeves is like wiping a mirror.

No desire, no desire, no emotion, no heart, only the Tao in my heart, I am the Tao.

He stood up slowly, a colossal coercion that regarded everyone like ants suddenly became wild, the world was extinguished, and only the Tao survived.

"Danglanglang--" There was a crisp sound.

He turned his eyes intently, his divine light was clear, neither happy nor angry.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I, I mean—" Lisa avoided his gaze, quickly picked up a small eyebrow tweezer from the ground, and said incoherently, "The eyebrow tweezer fell off."

The real person's eyes flicked across his face coldly, and his lips parted slightly: "It's okay."

Lisa bowed blankly in salute, and said, "Thank you, Daoist——"

Master Yang nodded slightly, and floated out.

Lisa stared at his back, which was about to ride the wind, for a long time, only to realize that her neck was stiff. He turned around dizzily, and was "relieved" to find that his few promising assistants were all like quails Huddled in a corner, shivering, as if he had just encountered the luck of misfortune - the Eagle King was on a tour, leaving a few small lives under his claws.

"Nothing! What are you shaking? Uncle Yang frightened you like this with just a little bit of momentum?! Hmph!"

"Brother Lisa, you, your legs are still shaking."

I don't know a little assistant who didn't wink, muttered something quietly, which made Lisa fly into a rage!Can this be his fault?It's not that his make-up skills are so extraordinary and refined that he turned Uncle Yang into the master master uncle Youyang who is alive and enchanted, so he was shocked, okay? !

The little assistant who led the way couldn't help but secretly looked back, and almost knocked her head against the pillar to death. Yang Qibei restrained some "coercive breath", which allowed her to concentrate on walking.

Not far from the dressing room, the bespectacled young man who had been peeping angrily jumped out from some corner, stared blankly at Dayang, said nothing, kept rubbing his hands back and forth, with an extremely excited expression, Like a blowfly smelling heat.

Yang Qibei stopped, frowned slightly, looked at this "abnormal" young man who seemed to have something to say, saw his mouth open and close, hesitant to speak, and kept erupting "excitement".After waiting for more than ten seconds without seeing him speak, Dayang waved his beard to lighten his emotional waves, and walked away. Director He is still waiting to see his makeup image!

Seeing that he was about to leave, the young man with glasses panicked, and finally shouted: "The real person! The real person! You, you, you, you are my Youyang real person!"

"This is the original author of "Heart Sword", Mr. Guo Feiguo." The little assistant whispered in Dayang's ear.

Guo Fei nodded his head vigorously, his smile was so enthusiastic that it almost scorched the big poplar tree.

"Happy to meet."

Dayang has completely entered the state of a "real person". It is a bit troublesome to adjust his emotional waves and switch "channels". , "confused", and even "doubting life", of course, it is indeed rare to see someone as "fanatic" and excited as this writer Guo.

This wave is a steady profit.

"Okay, okay! It's a pleasure to meet you! I, I, I will take you to Director He!"

Guo Fei scratched his ears and cheeks, and was so excited that he didn't know where to put his hands. He stretched and stretched to pull the sleeves of the "real man", his face was flushed, and he didn't dare to move his claws.

It's no wonder that he is ignorant and has no concentration!The Taoist cultivator I fantasized in my mind stood in front of me so vividly and like a dream, it was like a Jurassic dinosaur jumping into the 21st century!Can you not be surprised, can you not be happy!Can you not be overly surprised and overwhelmed?

I really didn't expect that someone who opened the back door and forced his way in could also conjure up a master and a true immortal!

Guo Fei shook his paws tremblingly, and with a ruthless heart, he grabbed the corner of the real man's robe and ran towards Director He, shouting all the way: "Director He, real Youyang! The real Youyang is here."

All the way running, his mind was spinning absent-mindedly all the way.

no!There are too few roles for real people, and this role is too one-sided and facial. How can such a real person who takes Tao as his heart become a simple villain just because of greed, without any dark inside story, without any heart-breaking, heart-wrenching, liver-pushing and lung-breaking His hidden secrets and difficulties?To change, to describe this wonderful flower in the dark in detail, the rugged rocks on the fairy road of the protagonists!

Director He smiled until his eyes were narrowed, and he whispered kindly: "It's really good, Yang, this big Yang! I didn't realize that you are really talented in acting. The past few years are really time. Wasted."

He had dealt with Mr. Yang once or twice. Although He Huaikang was not too used to someone's demeanor back then, he was always wise and tactful, and he never had any conflicts with Mr. Yang. Now it will not affect the cooperation with each other because of a little feeling in the past.

Mrs. He didn't say much after seeing Dayang's appearance, she just nodded in appreciation, and took the hot-headed, nonsense original author and part-time screenwriter Mr. Guo to the side to wake up.

Yuan Mengfan stood by and kept smiling without saying anything, but Dayang could hear his sudden "importance", "surprise" and slight "hostility".

The tentacles of the spiritual cloud were excitedly eating a delicious meal, and Yang Qibei also paid attention to this exquisite and expensive vase—although this person's spiritual power is far inferior to that of Boss Yu, it can be said to be comparable to that of ordinary humans. Powerful, no wonder it has the ability to reverse all living beings and charm the world.

Yang Zhenren was overjoyed and smiled at the newly discovered delicious "food source". His eyes were kind, like mountains and clear streams, like bright moon and green pines, showing a sense of peace and love.

Because Yang Zhenren's appearance and charm are unexpectedly shocking, Director He changed his original idea of ​​taking a stereotyped photo for each of them, and instead used the black theme to represent Youyang Zhenren, white Huayi, and youth in the stage of being enchanted. The energetic young nephew Sunshine put together.

The pure white is in front, the darkness is behind, and the picture is divided by shadows, and the composition has a vague visual hint of darkness swallowing light.

Most of Yang Zhenren's body is hidden in the darkness, only half of his face illuminated obliquely by the light clearly emerges on the drawing surface, seemingly heartless and careless, with his eyes slightly lowered, looking down at the sunny junior nephew.

Concave shape, posing, grilling against the camera and various headlights and small lights, each of the leading actors has a stereotyped photo, youthful and beautiful, full of fairy spirit, the back is drenched with sweat, but the face is trying to present the most photogenic On one side, the smile is like a flower.

Yang Zhenren, who had finished work, stood aside, earnestly studying the state of young people performing "Xianxia", and somewhat absorbed the subtle emotions of "curiosity", "disdain" and "disapproval" of himself.

After taking the photos, Director He waved his hand with a smile, and finally let the group of exhausted "fairies" and "real people" go back to their homes, recover their blood and blue, and officially start shooting according to the established plan from tomorrow.

A group of staff hurriedly came forward, asking about their health, and took Dayang to remove his makeup. As soon as he took a step, he heard bursts of cheers from outside, mixed with the girls "Fanfan!" "Brother Fan!" I love you, I love you!" The screams pierced through my head and soared into the sky.

The intensity of the emotional wave that was obviously not aimed at him, although Yang Qibei couldn't taste it at all, his mental cloud was stirred up, dancing like seaweed under the raging waves, almost knocking him down It became a mess, and stretched out desperately in a panic.

Yang Qibei brushed aside the various assistants around him, and quickly walked out the door.

Not far away, the delicious little nephew in a luxurious white robe was surrounded by a group of girls who were so excited that they were about to pass out.Emotional waves surrounded him, so thick that they seemed to be dripping water.

Yang Qibei stared at that side blankly, the saliva in his mouth flooded involuntarily, he slipped his throat quietly, and swallowed a big mouthful.

Gu Zhan's face was dark, and he took half a step quietly, separated from Dayang's naked salivating eyes, leaned into his ear and whispered a warning: "Dayang, don't let him worry, career is the most important thing!  … You promised."

Here, I just promised Boss Yu that he will develop his career well, be a new man, not touch those wines, and see a tender little fresh meat when he looks back.

Gu Zhan picked up the "Little Prince" thermos in his hand and handed it to Master Yang, his eyes heavy.