Thank You, People Are Wandering And Relying On Movies To Save The World!

He glanced at Fu Zhendong.

He glanced at the excited expression next to him, wishing to raise his arms and shout that this future belonged to them, the reaction of his own grandson Zhou Zhezhi.

The old man smiled.

A bit helpless, a bit regretful, a bit lonely, a bit happy.

Fu Zhendong's words, he naturally understands and understands them.

Is he really wrong?

He didn't have an answer before, but at this moment, looking at the two post-90s in front of him, the answer has already jumped in his heart.

"Grandpa Zhou, this world is yours!"

Fu Zhendong, took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down from the excitement, very seriously.

Zhou Zheming just looked at Fu Zhendong without saying a word.

The expression is playful.

Because now he has a thorough understanding of this kid's character.

This is a boy with a heart higher than the sky.

And extremely firm.

It is impossible for this kid to be subdued.

He definitely has something to say later.

Although he had already been persuaded in his heart.

But on his face, he had an arrogant expression, I want to see what you can say.

"But it's ours too!"

"And at the end of the day the future is ours!"

Fu Zhendong borrowed the words of a certain great man.

"ha…"

"Okay, brat, you think us old guys are getting old!"

The old man seemed furious and wanted to beat Fu Zhendong with a cane.

"Kidding!"

"No!"

"How dare you..."

"Aren't we still growing, and now we still need everyone to help us shelter from the wind and rain!"

Fu Zhendong begged for forgiveness in a hurry, with an obedient and sensible appearance.

"You kid, thanks to joining the country, otherwise..."

"I doubt that you kid can create an organization that can subvert the entire world!"

Zhou Zheming said with a smile as if joking.

But many times, the truth is spoken in this way.

He also had the intention to kill Fu Zhendong in his heart.

He is horrible.

Language is an art, as is history.

How many changes have been brought about by talented orators?

Although Fu Zhendong is still very immature, or deliberately showed a little immature.

Regardless of whether Fu Zhendong is really immature or not.

Such a gift for oratory, such a gift for provocative speech.

Looking at the entire history, there is no need for an unknown name.

They have all made big or small, good or bad images of history.

And if Fu Zhendong didn't choose to join the country at the beginning.

This gift of language, this seditiousness.

Cult?

No, the format is too small.

Cults rely on their mouths, pure deceit.

But he is Fu Zhendong.

Possess that ability.

If it is an antisocial personality.

Well, give him enough of the world.

In the whole world, maybe there will be one more real god, the supreme speaker.

A sect that can truly unify all human beliefs appears.

A sect is, after all, just a tool.

A tool for unifying thought.

Maybe……

Zhou Zheming didn't continue to think about it.

Because of his firm thinking, he was somewhat convinced by the eighteen-year-old young man in front of him.

Let him have the urge to join in, work hard together, work hard, and dedicate everything for the future that Fu Zhendong calls.

The meaning behind it cannot be thought about, nor can it be deeply thought about!

The impact is simply too great.

"You're kidding, aren't you!"

Fu Zhendong scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

He felt that what Grandpa Zhou said was too exaggerated.

She praised him too much, and looked at him too highly.

He's not that awesome.

But, why is Zhou Zhezhi such a fiery gaze looking at him?

Fu Zhendong scratched his head incomprehension, a little dazed.

"But there is one thing I'm not joking with you. At present, technology is enough, and it will take a long time to digest!"

"Don't just work for the country and mankind."

"Do something you love, like making a movie?"

"Well, when are you ready to make a movie?"

Without continuing to discuss this topic, Zhou Zheming asked with a smile.

Like a senior who cares about the younger generation.

In fact, the reason why he came here this time was to care about Fu Zhendong on behalf of the country.

In fact, the upper echelon of the country still feels indebted to this little comrade Fu Zhendong.

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Even if the various patents, submitted technologies and the like were classified in the first place, the monetary rewards that should be given have already been fully filled.

But those rewards, compared with Fu Zhendong's dedication.

To be honest, even a drop in the bucket is not good.

It's not a level at all.

The country wants to give honors, but considering the special nature of Fu Zhendong, there is no way to give them.

There is really very little that can be done for Fu Zhendong.

As a grateful race.

It is obvious that the above cannot be done and these are taken for granted. Therefore, I really want to do something for Fu Zhendong.

"Then start preparing now."

Fu Zhendong smiled.

He has been thinking about this for a long time.

At present, the country is saturated with technology.

It takes time to digest.

And he is also eager to know if a story with an entire world view is really filmed.

What about the mighty power of the world that gives back to oneself?

He was quite looking forward to it.

After all, even now, the blended world is no longer the world that was originally staged repeatedly according to the stories he wrote.

With time, it becomes more like a world.

Although there are still many imperfections.

But it is miraculously showing the appearance of a world.

Fu Zhendong is quite looking forward to what it will become if it continues to improve.

More critically.

This is the world of Wandering Earth.

It is closely related to the world he lives in now.

Maybe he can get some inspiration.

"Okay, I'll send someone to help you."

"Who do you need? What props!"

"Whether it's a first-class actor in the country or something else, as long as you speak, I will get someone to bring you here!"

When Zhou Zheming said this, he stopped...

He seemed to be thinking about something, hesitating whether to speak or not.

Fu Zhendong didn't rush, but waited quietly.

"If possible, I hope it's about our world, our future!"

"We want to know what the future would be like without you in it!"

Zhou Zheming looked at Fu Zhendong very seriously.

This is the common decision pill above. .