Did the iceberg crane melt?

On the vast wilderness, the battle flags are fierce, the horses in gold and iron clothes, the noise is deafening, like a tide, like a fire.The whole world seems to be trampled by this iron hoof, and the flames of war are burning all over the earth.

In front of the army formation, there was a white-clothed swordsman blocking the way.His handsome face is picturesque, and his heroic spirit is compelling, just like the golden dawn light that breaks through the sky when the black clouds are overwhelming.He raised his sword and pointed it directly at the enemy formation, where the seven-foot sword in his hand was directed, there was a moment of silence, and all horses were silent.

But seeing the young man jumping lightly, his long front flashing, his sword moves like clouds and flowing water, after dozens of moves, he suddenly stabbed the iron cavalry in front of him in the air, a golden light flashed across, and countless cavalry and horses suddenly disappeared without a trace, turning into flowers all over the sky In the rain, the red rose petals dance lightly in the empty world.The white clothes and red flowers made the swordsman even more handsome and suave, with a radiant appearance.

The guqin from nowhere plucked three times, the man in white put his sword back into its sheath, and left lightly, the rest of the ground was covered in red, like a soul-stirring dream.

The handsome man in white walked about ten steps, stopped suddenly, and called out, "Stop!" Then he looked aside and asked, "How is it?"

The tall white cameraman gave a thumbs up and said in English, "Perfect! Lan Mu, come and see for yourself."

The face of the young man called Lan Mu was full of anticipation and joy, and he trotted towards the camera, where he still had the charismatic demeanor just now.

He stood next to the cameraman to watch the replay of the camera, and nodded frequently, "The visual contrast is stronger after changing into white clothes."

"The rose petals are also spectacular," said the cameraman.

Lan Mu seemed to be having a hard time making a choice, "But Rose is too Western-style and doesn't match the traditional Chinese style."

The cameraman humbly asked for advice, "Then what are the traditional Chinese flowers?"

Lan Mu regained his energy, and was about to give him a good science introduction, but the chubby little assistant next to him interrupted weakly, "Your face doesn't match the Chinese style..."

Lan Mu raised his elbow to push him away, and pretended to complain, "What are you talking about, it hurts people's self-esteem!"

The magnificent scene in front of the camera aims to show the artistic conception of Chinese classical beauty, without overemphasizing the appearance of the protagonist.If you zoom in the camera, you will find that this young man dressed in ancient costume has a high nose and deep eyes, fair skin, and a pair of amber pupils, which is indeed not a typical Chinese appearance.

His name is Ning Zhengrong, and he is the hottest hall-level magician at the moment. He is extremely powerful and charismatic. showbiz star.

His mother's surname is Ning, and his father Luca Gisler was born in a famous Swiss family. He is proficient in German, Italian, English, and Chinese. He came to China out of appreciation for Chinese culture and taught in a domestic university. He even gave himself a Chinese name "" Jin Confucianism".

His mother, Ning Yixia, was a businessman, and she fell in love with Luca at first sight at a social ball. They were engaged in three months, married in half a year, and gave birth to Lin'er the next year.Luca named his son "Zhengrong", the German name is Ramses (Ramses), which means the god of the sun.

And he, just like his own name, is a genius who brings happiness, hope and light to everyone through many fantastic and wonderful magic tricks.

After Ning Zhengrong twisted his assistant Xiaopang's ear, he was about to express his opinion again, when suddenly the phone rang, and it was a ringtone specially designed for one person.

Xiaopang stretched out his left hand to cover his twisted red ear in aggrieved manner, quickly took out the cell phone that he kept in his pocket with his right hand, and handed it back to his boss. Ning Zhengrong was very happy, "Wait a minute, I'll answer the call."

Everyone took it for granted, they didn't even bother to roll their eyes, and went off to do their own business.

"It's rare to take the initiative to find me. Is there something urgent?" Ning Zhengrong's face changed again, his flying temperament just now was completely restrained, his brows stretched, the corners of his lips curled up, and he even spoke in an extremely gentle tone.

The voice on the other end of the phone was clear and sweet, but it sounded a little emotionally indifferent.

"Aunt Xia is calling."

Ning Zhengrong has long been used to the other party's style of cherishing words like gold, so he didn't care, and asked, "What does my mother want you for?"

"She said, introduce students to me."

Ning Zhengrong chuckled, "Then it won't be quiet, no wonder you have to be impatient."

The man let out a "huh" and couldn't hear his emotions, but Ning Zhengrong knew him so well that he even gave feedback on his own unnutritious words, which showed how troublesome this matter was to him.

Ning Zhengrong comforted the other party softly, "I'll help you push it away, don't worry about such a small matter."

"it is good."

"By the way," Ning Zhengrong asked deliberately, "If my mother wants you to teach me as a student, should you? Are you still anxious to get angry and push people away?"

The other side was quiet for a while, and said, "It's not you."

Ning Zhengrong persisted, "What if it's really me?"

"I taught you, you don't grow up." The meaning in the words couldn't be more obvious-it's all your fault.

Ning Zhengrong recalled the scene when the other party stood behind him and held his right hand to demonstrate in person when he was a child. Unconsciously, he coughed in disguise, and forcibly changed the subject, "I have prepared a gift, and I will give it to you next time we meet."

This international long-distance call lasted more than half an hour, and 90.00% of the time was spent on Ning Zhengrong's personal session. The other party only occasionally responded with modal particles such as "yes", "ok" or "um" and "oh". But seeing Ning Zhengrong's expression, he was so satisfied, even more delighted than the success of the magic rehearsal.

Reluctantly put away the hot cell phone, Ning Zhengrong started looking for someone, "Where is the little fat man? Pour me some water." After talking for so long, anyone would feel thirsty.

Xiaopang immediately served tea, and made a few honeysuckle flowers in a very healthy way, and said, "Zheng Rong, the relationship between you two is really good."

Ning Zhengrong shines brightly in front of the camera, but he is very kind and lovely in private, and he doesn't put on airs to anyone, so the assistant dares to gossip about his private life in person.

"Of course," Ning Zhengrong said proudly, "he is only patient with me."

"Did you purposely gossip on the phone for so long to test his patience..."

"How can I be long-winded?!"

Everyone in Ning Zhengrong's work team knows that he has a childhood sweetheart whom he has known for many years, who is closer than a doll, and clingier than conjoined twins—but this is just Ning Zhengrong's one-sided rhetoric, and everyone is embarrassed to tear him down .

He said he was a close friend, but the other party had never had a meal with him, and he had never seen his name on the flower basket he received during the performance, let alone visiting the set.When performing in Beijing two years ago, Ning Zhengrong left the best VIP box for his family, and even went to pick up the guests an hour before the performance, and was almost blocked by the audience outside the theater.

That was the closest time Xiaopang and the others got to this mysterious bamboo horse.Everyone thought it was rare for someone to come this time. After the show, they would always come backstage to visit, but not only did they not show up, even Ning Zhengrong left early.It's not Jinwu Zangjiao's best friend!

It's all because Ning Zhengrong's love life is blank, and there hasn't even been a speculative scandal in the past few years after becoming popular, otherwise they wouldn't be empty enough to pay attention to a mere same-sex friend.

Fatty has been Ning Zhengrong's life assistant for three years, so he knows more "insider information" than others. For example, the two were classmates since childhood. etc.

He privately felt that a cheerful and boisterous person like Zheng Rong could play with a socially-phobic otaku probably because they happened to be a complementary pair, mindless and unhappy.