Four male gods forced me to transform [Entertainment]

"Wow, it's the god of death. This is the first time I've seen someone draw this card." Fang You was very interested.

Bu Li's expression was ugly.

Although it's a game, if you draw a card with such a strong sense of bad luck, you don't need to search the Internet to know that there will be no good results, and no one will be too happy.

Fang You stared at the cards and pondered for a long time, only to realize that something was wrong with Bu Li, "Hey, what's wrong with you, are you unhappy?"

"Am I going to die..." Bu Li muttered while lying on the table.

"Hahahahaha..." Fang You once again laughed out of shape.

Bu Li's expression was even uglier.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's so funny hahaha..." Fang You apologized and smiled, and he still held up the popular science that he just found on his phone to comfort Bu Li, "Although this card is the god of death, it is not pure. Death and despair, it represents life from a desperate situation, rebirth from the ashes. And this card is reversed, if you are in the trough of life or great confusion, then you should be happy, because this card represents Now that you've passed the test of death, it's time to let go of the past and start over."

Bu Li had a flash of inspiration, "Like the 'Fool' that I straightened up?"

"Correct."

"You didn't lie to me?"

"If you don't believe me, you can check it online."

Fang You is frank and frank, not at all afraid that Bu Li will find out that he is a half-baked fortune-teller, and the only knowledge of fortune-telling comes from Baidu.

All right!Bu Li was convinced.He did see Fang You read it on the phone, if he lied to someone, wouldn't he be exposed if he checked it?

Looking at the terrifying skeleton on the card, Bu Li still couldn't be happy.

Seeing Bu Li being so entangled, Fang You also frowned.

He thought for a while, "I'll take one too, maybe it's worse than yours."

As he said that, he randomly opened one of the remaining two.

"Ah, it really is this 'tower' again. The most unpopular tarot card is not the god of death, but the 'tower', regardless of its upright position or reverse position, it is a representative of bad luck. Why do you say that? It's because No matter whether the other cards are good or bad, there are good and evil symbols on the cards, but the tower does not. For example, your God of Death, besides the God of Death, there is also a king, a woman, a child, and a pope on the card , and a sun. Although the king representing power and money was trampled to death by the god of death, and the women and children looked desperate, the sun still rose as usual, and the pope representing the spiritual world did not die. The tower is different , the tower does not have any positive symbols, and if you draw it, it means you will be in bad luck."

Fang You pressed the card and pushed it in front of Bu Li, and touched Bu Li's arm, which meant "Look, I'm worse than you, so don't be unhappy".

Bu Li doesn't speak, seeing other people's misfortune doesn't necessarily make him happy.

Fang You sighed, approached Bu Li, lowered his voice mysteriously, "Let me tell you a secret, whenever I draw a Tarot card, I always get this one. You see, I am so unlucky, and I'm not unhappy, this is something to lie to children, don't take it seriously."

"How could it be?" Bu Li pouted, "You're kidding me again."

"Really, if you don't believe me, I'll show you." Fang You threw the "tower" in his hand into the card pool and washed it carelessly, then he pulled it casually, and sure enough it was it again.

Bu Li laughed, not gloating, but because he found that Fang You seemed more suitable to be a magician than a fortune-teller.

"How did you do it? Teach me." Bu Li humbly asked for advice.

"How do you teach this? This is the arrangement of fate." Fang You was serious.

Bu Li believed that Fang You was doing magic tricks, but he refused to teach him because he wanted to hide his secrets, so he didn't ask any more questions.

But fate?

Bu Li thought of the Fool who represented Li Mi, and the Reaper who he had just drawn.

He looked at Fang You, and then at the "tower" that Fang You was holding down.

A white tower soared into the sky, but unfortunately it was struck by lightning and broke in two. The people in the tower fell quickly, with terrified faces, just like the life of the holder who ended abruptly in the previous life.

"You won't be unlucky." Bu Li was serious.

"Hmm... Maybe it's unlucky, or has already been unlucky, hahaha."

Fang You still had a joking look on his face, making Bu Li more serious.

"Yes, it's all over, and there will be no more bad luck in the future."

Seeing Buli's nervousness, Fang You laughed again, "It's just a game, let's forget it after you've played it."

Is it really just a game?Bu Li thought about it.

The rain has not stopped and the sky is still cloudy.

After the grandfather clock struck twelve, a servant came over to urge the two of them to eat.

Fang You held up the death card, "Then do you want this 'Rebirth from the Ashes'?"

"From the fire...rebirth?" Bu Li added emphasis on rebirth.

"Yes, rebirth." Fang You repeated.

Death's test?Rebirth?Is that what you mean?

Bu Li opened his mouth slightly in astonishment, and when he looked at this picture of "Reaper", he was in a different mood, and he was not as resistant as before.

He pursed his lips, "Give it to me, okay?"

"What's wrong?" Fang You blinked, "You can make a pair with the Fool."

Fang You's rhetoric hit Bu Li.

Bu Li took the cards in Fang You's hand, wiped them carefully, "Thank you then."

"You're welcome." Fang You smiled.

After the meal, the two sat by the floor-to-ceiling windows while watching the rain while chatting, and finally talked about today's theme - movies.

"I want to make a biographical story about business wars, and the prototype is the friend I mentioned earlier." Fang You said, and handed the first draft of the script out of the file box to Bu Li, "This protagonist is very bad, and he has a high IQ. This type of crime didn’t involve a single life, but it ruined countless families, and of course he got what he deserved in the end. I would like to invite you to play his white moonlight, a role that can awaken his last conscience.”

"Bai Yueguang? Me?" Bu Li pointed to his nose, not understanding how a director like Fang You, who had a vicious vision, associated the word "Bai Yueguang" with himself. Speaking of Bai Yueguang, it should be Is it more appropriate for Fang You to be an intellectual and gentle image?

"Yes. Although the role is very important, there are very few scenes, and it's not ordinary. It's so rare that there are only a lot of scenes in the boyhood. After growing up, he passed away within a few years." Fang You explained.

"Are you just looking at my tender face..." Bu Li complained in a low voice.

"It's still cute." Fang You held his chin, he had already confessed this sentence since he entered the door.

Bu Li pointed to the script, "Can I read it?"

"Of course." Fang You said straightforwardly, "You don't have to take it, you can decide after reading the script, and you can tell me anything you want to say."

Bu Li opened the script, first the outline of the story, roughly similar to what Fang You described, followed by the biographies of the characters, after scanning ten lines at a glance, he accidentally saw his name.

Bu Li, 25 years old, graduate of Drama Academy, born in an ordinary family, has repeatedly hit the wall with his dreams, his parents run a food stall, kind-hearted, and support Shen Shuo all the year round...

Bu Li was stunned, isn't this himself?But "repeatedly hitting a wall with dreams" is not something that happened in this life, but like the last life, and this 25-year-old happened to be the age of his rebirth. As for the latter, it should be the original script.

Bu Li pointed to his name, "This..."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Fang You waved his hand, "Because I thought you were too suitable for this role, I unknowingly used your name when I wrote it. I hope you don't mind."

"Oh, that's it, it's okay."

Bu Li turned a few pages back and saw several familiar names, all of whom were well-known actors. It seemed that it was Fang You's eccentricity to bring actors' names into the script for creation.

Bu Li pointed to the male lead's name, "So this Shen Shuo is also an actor?"

Fang You shook his head, "That's not it, it's the hero's name."

"Oh, is there any deep meaning?" Bu Li asked, Fang You's heroine must not be simple.

However, Bu Li thought too much.

"No, I think he should be called Shen Shuo." Fang You replied.

Fine.Bu Li didn't think much, just wanted to turn back, but was held down by Fang You.

"It seems that you are very interested, but the following is confidential content, so you can't read it yet." Fang You bent down, took out a small wooden box from the data box and put it on the table, "It has to go through my test first, we said OK."

Speaking of the test, Bu Li became nervous for a while, thinking it was a questionnaire or a psychological test, but Fang You pointed to the wooden box and asked him to open it.

Bu Li was confused, "Is it that simple?"

Fang You shook his finger, "It's not easy, no one has been able to open it so far."

"There is an agency?"

"you try."

A wooden box the size of a palm, with a half dome, made in a retro look, with a buckle in the middle, and a few rivets. Other than that, it is unremarkable and ordinary. Could it be some kind of intellectual toy?

Bu Li held up the wooden box and looked around, shook it, knocked it, but didn't see anything special, not even a lock, and there was no trace of splicing. He held the buckle and lifted it up with the mentality of trying it out. just opened...

It's that simple?

It's that simple!

It was so simple that Bu Li suspected that Fang You was playing tricks on himself again.

Fang You's complexion was not very good-looking, it was as cloudy as the dark clouded sky outside the window, as if he had changed into a different person in an instant.

Stretched straight, he snatched the wooden box in Bu Li's hand and poured out the contents. After a quick glance, he collapsed as if struck by lightning. He held his forehead and leaned against the back of the chair. He murmured unwillingly, "It's you, it's really you!"

Fang You's anomaly made Bu Li a little embarrassed, "What do you mean? Did I do something wrong?"

"It's nothing." Fang You shook his head, put away his emotions, and forced a smile, "You passed the test, congratulations."

"Really?" Bu Li was very happy. It's not that it's not surprising, but it's because he watched a lot of directors who were startled and surprised in his previous life. It's not surprising that he took the initiative to classify Fang You as an informal genius.

It was a big step, but the photos that fell out of the wooden box still shocked him.

The photo is very old, and the corners have turned yellow. A man and a woman are leaning together. In the middle is a seven- or eight-year-old boy, a family of three standing in front of the food stall, smiling happily. It is Bu Li and his parents.

"This is a picture of my home, why is it here?" Bu Li frowned tightly.

The wooden box was taken out by Fang You, so Bu Li naturally thought that the things in the wooden box were put in by Fang You.

"Yeah, it's you." Fang You smiled half-smile, couldn't tell what his expression was, and gave way to Bu Li's discomfort.

Bu Li's resistance quickly made Fang You realize his gaffe. He coughed, adjusted his tone, and pointed to a certain place in the photo, "There's a boy here."

Bu Li thought that Fang You was talking about himself, and looked closer, but it was not, but a boy who looked like passing by in the corner with a schoolbag on his back.

Bu Li remembered that the photo was taken when he was six years old, just when he was in primary school, and the food stall at home was demolished, and wanted to keep a souvenir, so they took this photo together in front of the former site of the food stall.Because I wanted to capture the whole picture of the food stall, I went to the opposite side of the road to take pictures, and it was not surprising that I took pictures of passers-by.

"A... middle school student passing by? What's wrong?"

Compared with the passers-by in the photo, Bu Li is more concerned about why Fang You has this photo in his hand. If it is not obtained through legal means, it is an invasion of privacy!Even if it's for making a movie, it can't be justified!

Apparently Fang You didn't think so, and still insisted on asking the passerby's question.

"Don't you know him?"

"do not know."

"Really don't know?"

"I don't know!" Bu Li got impatient and took a photo again, "I can't even see the face clearly, how could I know him!"

Fang You held down the photo, raised his eyes with thick eyelashes, and examined Bu Li from bottom to top, "It's Si Qiu, you really don't know him?"

Bu Li was stunned, "Huh???"