The male god wants to remarry [Entertainment]

When Bai Jinhe first came, he didn't find any information about his previous life. Although he was safe with what he had, his previous life was wiped out. Apart from hesitation, he even questioned the authenticity of his own existence.

At this time, someone suddenly mentioned his words, he suppressed his excitement, his nails dug into his flesh, the other party's lips moved, and what he said was all his most familiar past life.

"Dakang is about to be destroyed. There are enemy soldiers in the north and strong enemies in the south. It can be said that tigers and wolves are waiting for you, and they all covet the meat of the Central Plains." Zheng He's eyes sparkled, and his clenched fists excitedly Trembling, "The rebel army in Dakang cut wood and uncovered poles. Although they were frequently suppressed, there was one army that was different from other armies. It had strict military discipline. The leader sat down with a soldier who was good at riding and shooting. He is very young, but Xiang has a great reputation, and every time he sends out troops and unfurls the battle flag, he makes the enemy fearful..."

Bai Jinhe was stunned in shock, this time was not considered a war, but the easiest time since he led troops.

That day, an enemy army raided to the mouth of Guigu, but unexpectedly, a purple shadow flashed across the mountain.The enemy's army numbered less than a thousand and was about to pass through the two valleys. At this time, they saw a purple flag waving on the top of the mountain.

The enemy's grass and trees were all soldiers, and they fled all the way.After Bai Jinhe heard about it later, he chased the enemy quickly, and after capturing him in one fell swoop, he sent someone to check the top of the mountain. It turned out that the purple shadow that looked like a battle flag was just a piece of tattered clothes.

But the ease this time is the prestige he has accumulated through repeated bloody battles. Although it is a sharp knife for killing the enemy, it is also a quick knife for suicide.

Bai Jinhe trembled almost uncontrollably, quickly interrupted the other party, and asked uncontrollably, "Where did you see this history?"

"History?" Zheng He was slightly stunned, scratching his head in embarrassment, "I dreamed it. I had been dreaming intermittently some time ago, and when I woke up, I was actually there. And the worldview in it is too clear, as if it really exists."

He lamented, "But since then, I have searched through the history books, but I can't find any information about Bai Yanqing and the Dakang Kingdom. But I really dreamed about it. Every time I talk about it with others, everyone puts me It's like a lunatic. But I'm the one who writes the pen, write him into the script, and he can become history in the movie."

Bai Jinhe looked distracted and nodded absentmindedly.

"But I have a little regret." Zheng He was immersed in his own world, and sighed, "In my dream, I only saw the scene of Little General Bai coming out of the mountain until he fell off the cliff. What did he experience before he came out of the mountain? Where did he acquire the martial arts and the art of war? He descended out of thin air like a god of war, but after all, he is made of flesh and blood, what shaped his character? What gave him the mission of helping the building to collapse? "

At this time, Bai Jinhe seemed to have recovered, his expression gradually calmed down, and he murmured, "You are right, staying in the movie is also a kind of history and resurrection."

He turned around, his mind calmed down, "When did you start dreaming? When did it end?"

Zheng He pondered for a moment, and said an accurate time.

Bai Jinhe smiled in relief. When the other party woke up from the dream, it was when he traveled to Lishan. The other party could no longer dream of the battlefield because he had died in Dakang.

"I want to complete the story before the general came out of the mountain." Zheng He said, "No matter what kind of hero, the premise is a person. But every person must have love and love, joy and sorrow. I have not written for a long time. For this reason, if I want to write about a general with a soul, I must know his past."

He sighed rather regretfully, but at this moment, he heard the other party chuckle slightly, "Unfortunately, I happen to know the other party's past."

Zheng He raised his eyes in astonishment, and looked at him incredulously, the fire in his eyes instantly ignited.

"I dreamed about it too." Bai Jinhe smiled, "The scene in the dream also stopped when the general fell off the cliff."

Encouraged by Zheng He, he said, "I want to complete the following scenes. A person like him should have a happy ending."

"You're right." Bai Jinhe walked to the window and saw the buildings and busy traffic, completely different from Dakang, who was in chaos. He finally let out his last breath of depression.

My long-cherished wish is different from Master's. He wants to have a prosperous life in Heqing and Haiyan, but I only want to be a common people who live and work in peace and contentment.

Now, it can be considered that each other got what they wanted.

"He deserves a good story."

The accumulated depression in his heart was swept away, and Zheng He said with a smile, "This time I am really a blessing in disguise. Now I have nothing to worry about, and I can devote all my energy to writing this script."

He said with emotion: "You are really my nobleman!"

"I'll start writing first, and I'll ask you if I don't understand. By the way, do you remember the knife that Bai Yanqing used all the time? I searched all the materials, but I couldn't find its origin."

Bai Jinhe withdrew his eyes from the window, thinking of the saber that never left him for a moment, and said with a calm smile, "That's Tang Dao."

It is the Tang Dao that my master gave me to accompany me on the battlefield.

Leaning on the back of the sofa chair, he breathed a sigh of relief, blinked and said with a smile, "I miss it too, but unfortunately there are no Tang Dao in museums now. But I can draw it for you."

Hearing this, Zheng He was full of energy, wishing he could pick up his pen and write now, "I'll bring my notebook here when I get home, no no, do you have a pen and paper? I can also use a pen and paper. At that time, you must come to play Bai Little General."

"Don't worry." Bai Jinhe breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the other party intently, and said slowly, "Not only do I want to act, but I also want to buy your script."

"Buy it?" Zheng He said in a daze, "You want to be a director?"

"It's not me." Bai Jinhe got up and said firmly, "But I know someone can make the decision. Not only can you participate in the selection of roles, but it can also enhance the leading power of the screenwriter. Will you join or not?"

Zheng He was almost knocked out by this unexpected joy. When he was beaten, he only wished that someone would call the police, but he didn't want a hero from heaven.After being saved, he wanted to reward him with a lot of money, but unexpectedly, the other party turned out to be the prototype he had been looking for.

And Bai Jinhe actually had the same dream as him!

Zheng He is no longer a lunatic who is stuck in a dream, but Bai Jinhe is not only his savior, but also a confidant. He even wants to thank Fang Lei for a good beating!

Thinking of this, he suddenly froze, and muttered, "Fang Lei..."

"What happened to Fang Lei?"

Zheng He felt his face was hot, and lowered his head, "I have been splashed with dirty water by Fang Lei now, and now everyone thinks I am a plagiarist. If you buy my script, it may not be good for you. And even if it is filmed, It won't sell out either."

Bai Jinhe took out his mobile phone, first sent a message to Guo Rui to reject the script, and then dialed another number. He put one hand in his pocket and said casually, "You don't have to worry about these, just write the script well, and I'll take care of it."

Zheng He saw that the other party was still calm and didn't take all the difficulties in his eyes, so he murmured, "I seem to see the general crossing over."

Since the phone conversation with Bai Jinhe, Ni Shanlan's "out of body" symptoms have been slightly relieved, but recently he suffered from the disease of fugue, and he couldn't think about it, so he had to ask his second brother for help.

"Sexual orientation?" Yuan Shu said in surprise, "You asked me, 'When did you discover your sexual orientation?'"

"Yes."

Yuan Shu couldn't help but laugh: "Little Xingxing, if you ask this question now, does your husband know?"

"..."

Ni Shanlan hung up the phone silently, and when he was hesitating, he received the news that Bai Jinhe was coming.

He didn't have time to distract himself, so he got up and ordered, "Uncle Li, make some more for last night's supper. Is the guest room cleaned up? Let's clean it up again."

The butler smiled and said, "Is it Young Master Bai coming?"

Ni Shanlan just nodded, sat and waited for a while, saw the sun outside the window suddenly darkened, and the wind and clouds picked up, couldn't bear it and got up again, with a somewhat hasty tone, "I'll go out and wait."

He took the umbrella handed by the butler, walked to the entrance, and just opened the door——

A thunderbolt strikes.

Bai Jinhe appeared in front of him with another man.

Ni Shanlan pursed his lips slightly, his heart sank, and his eyes were like knives towards the man beside him.

Zheng He's neck shrank down as if protecting himself, he clamped his arms tightly, and quietly took a step to the side, hiding behind Bai Jinhe.

"What are you doing hiding behind?" Bai Jinhe pulled the man out from behind, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled at Ni Shanlan, "This is the person I want to introduce to you, the boss of Universal, who can buy you script."

He took a step forward, walked sideways into the door, saw Ni Shanlan was still blocking the door, and bumped into him with his shoulder, wondering, "Why don't you come in?"

Ni Shanlan turned around, separated the two people inside and outside the door, hesitated for two seconds, and then paced in.

Zheng He behind him almost fainted in surprise. He thought that Bai Jinhe would lead him to invest, but he didn't expect that the other party would directly invite a God of Wealth?

But before he could sit still, he saw the person in front of him staring at him, "Are you a screenwriter?"

Zheng He was stared at uncomfortably, fearing that Mr. Ni would misunderstand, he quickly explained the ins and outs of the future, and reported the film and television works he had participated in, and the other party's gaze faded a little cautiously.

"I was in Fangyuan Studio before, Mr. Ni should have heard of it."

He sat on pins and needles waiting for a reply, he was afraid that the other party would refuse to invest after hearing his rumors, and he was even more afraid of persuading Bai Jinhe to leave.

Ni Shanlan had heard the name of Zheng He's studio, and most of the doubts in his heart were gone, but he didn't ask Zheng He's most concerned question, and didn't even ask to read the script. He turned sideways and asked Bai Jinhe softly, "Do you want to shoot? "

"I want to shoot." Bai Jinhe looked at him expectantly, and eagerly said, "Zheng He and I have very similar views on the script, so I want to cooperate with him."

Zheng He saw that the two did not discuss the content of the script, just when he was wondering and wanted to explain, he saw Ni Shanlan turned to himself, "I bought it."

He was completely stunned, and said stutteringly, "I haven't written yet..."

Zheng He had never met such a happy buyer. He didn't know how to react for a while, and then he heard the other party say: "It doesn't matter if you don't start writing. And you are in the studio, Universal will take care of it for you, and won't let the work get stained." Any taint. But you have to prove that you never plagiarized."

"I have evidence." Zheng He was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "I took photos of the manuscript at the time, and there are records in the notebook, but these are all at home. I was completely suppressed by Fang Lei because I didn't react for a while. I can’t turn over. And I’ve been avoiding him recently, and I haven’t gone back for a long time.”

"Don't go back for now." Ni Shanlan said: "I will take care of this, and I will find someone to contact you after I finish."

Bai Jinhe was drinking the walnut dew brought by the housekeeper, when he heard the words, he finally raised his head from the bowl and said, "There's no need to contact anyone, he's staying with me recently until the script is written."

Ni Shanlan's anger at the entrance ignited again, and his complexion suddenly darkened, making Zheng He rub against Bai Jinhe again in fright.

After being stared at by Mr. Ni, he moved a little further away.

At this time, the mobile phone rang, Zheng He seemed to be saved, and said with a dry smile: "I sent a text message, it turned out to be Weibo push—"

He followed the trend and read out: "The famous screenwriter broke the news that Bai Jinhe played a big role when he debuted..."

Seeing that this was not good, Zheng He was about to stop when he heard a very oppressive voice thrown from above his head: "Read on."

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue: "Bai Jinhe's criticism of the screenwriter's script is bullshit丨It doesn't make sense..."

When it was over, Mr. Ni's face was completely dark.