Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

Looking back, Lin Xun pretended to look at him, then nodded deeply, "He's a lot stronger, and he's become more energetic.

Going in for a trip really has the effect of changing the face.

Lan Chen didn't argue with Lin Xun on this matter, after all, when he contacted the lawyer, the latter didn't cause any more trouble.

Lin Xun's confidant woke up for a short while, he pondered for a while, and said, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Lan Chen, "The matter of legal fees..."

Unsurprisingly, Lin Xun showed a faint smile, pretending to admire the lone cloud in the sky, and automatically blocked his speech.

"You don't have to worry about the legal fees."

Lin Xun got rid of the 45-degree angle of looking at the sky, and sighed resignedly: "It seems that you must have more troubles than legal fees when you come to me."

Lan Chen glanced at Suerman, giving people a sense of oppression for no reason. Suerman had finished speaking, and felt that it was a bit strange for him to continue standing here. He waved to Lin Xun and drove away.

"Can we talk now?" Lin Xun lowered his head, as if he was very interested in the ant nest under the tree root, without blinking his eyes.

Lan Chen didn't express what he meant, "Sulman has always been well informed."

Lin Xun twitched his lips, "It seems that what you guys want to say is one thing."

His expression was always calm, and for a moment Du Lanchen thought that what he was talking about was something that didn't matter to him.

He stopped talking until Lin Xun raised his head and the two sides formally met their eyes.

"Can't you feel a little bit worried about your own safety?"

Lin Xun opened his mouth, Lan Chen seemed to feel that he had a lot to say to himself, and in an instant, Lin Xun opened his palms to the ants crawling all over the ground, made a strange gesture, and went back to listen the role of the author.

"Why are you silent?"

Lin Xun said with a smile: "It's not very good, let you talk more."

Lan Chen was stunned.

If it wasn't for Lin Xun's reminder, he probably wouldn't have realized that when two people are together, he always seems to talk more.Leaving aside those normal or abnormal conversations, most of the time, he was talking, but Lin Xun smiled and did not answer.

Lin Xun reached out and patted his shoulder, "Life is short, don't be too depressed, I don't dislike your talkativeness."

"..."

On the way back, I always felt that I had forgotten something. Halfway through the drive, Lan Chen suddenly slapped the steering wheel hard, and was disturbed by Xie Qianqing. He actually forgot what was going on, turned the steering wheel suddenly, and the car drove in the opposite direction at a very high speed.

Autumn rains always come in bursts. The weather was fine, first, small drops of water fell to the ground, and suddenly it turned into a downpour.

The director cursed the inaccurate weather forecast and told everyone to call it quits early.

Needless to say, the moment the rain changed, everyone ran into the house with their costumes and props in their arms. People running to and fro, Lin Xun was almost knocked down a few times, and silently moved around.

A petite figure wearing an ill-fitting red raincoat looked at him from a distance across the crowd. The scene was so chaotic that no one noticed her presence.

Lin Xun walked in the direction of the rapid rain, and stopped when there were two or three meters left, with a half-smile: "What kind of day is today, there are so many distinguished guests."

"It seems that more than one person has looked for you before me." Song Daitao licked his lips, "Why don't you get closer?"

Lin Xun: "It's not free for me to walk by your side for a formality."

Song Daitao said with a good temper: "How much does it cost?"

Lin Xun quickly reported the bank card number, "Ten thousand."

The slender fingers are completely different from the owner's body which is too small. Song Daitao memorized the string of numbers without any mistakes, and quickly swiped a few times on the screen. In less than a minute, Lin Xun received a message A text message reminded him that there was an extra 1 yuan on the card.

"The rest is compensation, which may delay you for a few minutes."

For the first time, Lin Xun knew that his time could still hook up with Gao Ang.

Taking people's money, he kindly reminded me, "Don't lean on the tree when it rains."

Song Daitao laughed directly, "The probability of being struck by lightning accounts for a pitifully small proportion of the many causes of human death, almost negligible."

Lin Xun thought of something, and there was guilt in his eyes, "I am ashamed for us humans."

I'm really sorry, I accidentally widened the base.

Thinking that he was making an irrelevant joke, Song Daitao didn't take it seriously. He glanced up and down at Lin Xun several times before slowly saying, "I'm here to see if you're still alive. As the person involved, you have a right to know some things."

The rain was falling down my hair, Lin Xun said, "I'm not used to listening to people talking in the rain."

"What if I raise the price?"

Lin Xun, "Take off the raincoat on your body and give it to me, you can consider it."

Song Daitao shook his index finger, as if accusing him of not being sympathetic.

"It's no wonder that Lan Xin, who likes to maintain the appearance of a noble lady, will break her image when she sees you." Song Daitao said seriously: "Woman, it's better not to offend easily."

Said Meimou stared at Lin Xun, "Maybe in a while, you will experience this truth firsthand."

Lin Xun, "I just don't know what role Ms. Song plays in this truth?"

"I blocked all her exits. Of course, Lan Xin will come to trouble you... Although I hate my self-righteous cousin, but after all, they are related by blood. It is not an exaggeration to help him collect a debt."

The rain fell on her body and scattered into raindrops. With the dull red color, the dim light and shadow gave people a hideous feeling of blood stains.

Song Daitao looked past Lin Xun and stared at the person who came with an umbrella.

"I have admired your name for a long time." This sentence was obviously not meant for Lin Xun.

Lan Chen stopped and looked at the woman who had just reached her shoulder.

"My surname is Song," Song Daitao introduced himself, "Mr. Lan probably doesn't know me, I'm Fang Mo's younger sister."

"Miss Song is very elegant, and she never forgets to visit the crew when it rains heavily."

"Ordinary reminiscence," Song Daitao took out an exquisite business card from her wallet, stepped forward, and walked into the rain. She leaned forward, as if throwing herself into a hug, and stuffed her two fingers into Lanchen's pocket. "If Mr. Lan has any plans to get married, he is always welcome."

Lin Xun witnessed the whole process and couldn't express his impressions. Except for strange woman, he couldn't think of other words.

Like an enchanting butterfly, when flirting, its chin is almost resting on Lan Chen's shoulder, but it is smiling at itself.

After she left, Lin Xun looked at Lan Chen who had gone and returned, "Don't tell me you're lost."

"Go home and thank you."

Suleman said similar things before, but she was suggesting, while Lan Chen seemed to be telling.

"It's not like you think I'm in the thorns, and there are unknown dangers ahead." Lin Xun laughed: "This is a clichéd beginning that only used in novels."

Lan Chen wasn't half joking: "When Lan Xin was 12 years old, she would intentionally use self-mutilation to get what she wanted, not to mention she is addicted to drugs now."

"She's your sister."

Lan Chen did not deny it.

Lin Xundao: "Then she should still have half of the sanity of the Lan family in her blood."

"She has nothing to do with the Lan family," Lan Chen said coldly, "Her mother used drugs to climb into my dad's bed, and she would just enjoy using the same method."

"Lan Chen," Lin Xun interrupted him, and suddenly said seriously: "Whether you believe it or not, in all the things I have encountered, not to mention threats, Lan Xin can't even handle the slightest trouble."

Amidst the sound of chaotic rain, the two fell into a stalemate.

"what ever."

I don't know how long it took, and after putting down two words, Lan Chen turned and left.

……

The serialization speed of "Lure" has obviously slowed down, which is reasonable on the surface, and the crew has not made a statement, but Lin Xun's position in the crew is like a screenwriter in the dark, with great power to speak.

Rational book fans are happy to see the success. Compared with the novel being changed beyond recognition, the original author himself is at least reassuring.

In fact, Lin Xun intentionally delayed the draft. He would not guard the production team 24 hours a day. Upload in one go.

In addition to maintaining the final suspense, Lin Xun also prepared for the worst. "Lure" may not be as popular as expected. Both he and the director tacitly chose to make two parts.

For the director, looking at the box office of the first film, it is up for grabs.Lin Xun's purpose is much simpler, if the box office of one movie is not enough, then rely on the accumulation of two movies.

On the first day of snowfall, half of the film was completed, and the spring breeze was blowing green, officially declaring completion.

For half a year, Lin Xun was not absent for a single day. Suo Qing would occasionally discuss the plot with him, and saw Lin Xun become more silent day by day.

On the day the trailer was released, the director ordered a four-tier oversized cake, which Lin Xun and Suo Qing cut into even equal portions from top to bottom.

In the next period of time, several leading actors including Suo Qing ran promotions all over the country, running in more than 20 cities, and flew abroad without a moment's rest.

Looking at the world, we can see the director's confidence and wildness in this movie.

Except that Lin Xun ran away with the domestic propaganda, he didn't participate in the rest, and his life returned to calm. Lan Xin didn't trouble him once in half a year, and even the people almost disappeared, but Song Daitao came to look for him during the period He met him a few times, and her expression was much more serious in the last two times. Obviously, Lan Xin did not turn into a mad dog as she expected, but turned into an explosive bag buried somewhere.

On the first day of "Lure" was released, Lan Chen sent a movie ticket and asked Lin Xun if he was interested in watching it. Lin Xun didn't think much about it, so he agreed.In the evening, he wore low-key clothes and a baseball cap, and went to the night show with Lan Chen.

There were unexpectedly many people, and there was not a single vacant seat.

There have been two screenings during the day, but the enthusiasm of the audience has not diminished in the slightest, and there are still two screenings and three screenings.

The seat number Lan Chen bought was the last to the side, and he could have gotten a better seat, but he was concerned that Lin Xun is also a star now, and if it was in a conspicuous place, it might cause riots.

Because it was a night show, there were no popcorn eaters, and the whole place was very quiet.

The original tone of "Lure" was dark and depressing. Except for the occasional tense fists, no one spoke.

[Before I was trafficked, I was loved by thousands of people at home. 】

At the end of the film, the protagonist said this to the person walking from the shadows, and the film came to an abrupt end.

When the murderer just came out and was about to raise his head, the movie stopped abruptly.

Originally, Lin Xun wanted to interact with his little fans after watching the movie. The lights re-illuminated the inner hall, and he could clearly see the expressions of the people around him. He gave up this ridiculous idea without any hesitation.

"Low your head." Lan Chen said with a suppressed voice.

"I know." Lin Xun tried his best to reduce his sense of existence. If he was found out at this time, he would definitely be sprayed to death.

Zheng Guo deserves to be a top-notch director, the whole line is coherent, every detail is paving the way for the future, even the placement of a vase is very particular.It can be said that even after watching it three times in a row, there is still a sense of tension.

But even if you read it a hundred times, it can't change the audience's desire to kill the director and screenwriter.

It will end when the murderer is about to be revealed, and it is not an exaggeration to be humanely destroyed.

Lin Xun pretended to bow his head to tie his shoelaces. He and Lan Chen were the last to leave the venue. Only after breathing the night breeze outside the aisle did they feel much more comfortable.

Lan Chen could still hear a few figures who had gone away discussing the plot, he couldn't help but look at the huge billboard standing outside the theater, and said slowly: "You will create a real box office myth."

After not seeing Lin Xun replying for a long time, he turned his head and saw Lin Xun standing next to him, with his hands in his pockets, his eyes fixed on the show time under the promotional board from beginning to end.