The Global Movie King Started as a Villain

I have watched more than 1,000 episodes of Conan, and am proficient in more than 900 murder techniques, and know more than 700 alibi. The last person who didn't give me a thumbs up is gone, and the police have not found the murderer yet. I have watched more than 1,000 episodes of Pleasant Goat, and am proficient in more than 2,000 escape methods, and know more than 700 hiding places. It doesn't matter where you hide! I've watched 163 episodes of Tom and Jerry and learned 5,000 ways to play tricks on you. At the same time, I have played both seasons 1 and 2 of One Punch Man and 100% 5 times. I am proficient in 10,000 punches and 2,000 ways to release super powers. No matter you are a human, a god or a ghost, I will turn you into dust. At the same time, I am also! Having watched the ever-changing Martin, I understand the essence of his transformation. Even if you come over and fuck me, I will be a different person the next day. I don't believe you can find me, so please like all my comments after reading them! ! !

The heroine is Dilireba. If you do this, give the heroine to Dilireba. You, the book writer, will be popular. Look at how popular Son of the God of Basketball is, so the author gave the heroine to Dilireba. It is okay. You also wrote about Three Lives, Three Worlds and Ten Miles of Peach Blossom. So from here on, it is about getting to know Reba, falling in love, and getting married. So the author, please give it to Dilireba as the heroine.

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I still like you very much, just like stars hitting the earth until death. I still like you very much, like sunshine filling the world, gentle and comfortable. I still like you very much, like the wind blowing in my heart. I still like you very much, like rain falling on the tropics and polar regions, thousands of miles away. I still like you very much, like a whale sinking at the bottom of the sea breathing softly, full of infatuation and full of anger. I still like you very much, like the old city gate that I have been waiting for for many years. I still like you very much, like a whale suffering from lack of oxygen in the deep sea of ​​6,400 meters, never getting tired of it. I still like you very much, just like the subjects waiting for the restoration of the dynasty, which is far away. I still like you very much, the willows are moving, the cicadas are chirping, the sunset is tidal, I can't help myself. I still like you very much, like a cloud drifting ninety thousand miles without ever resting. I still like you very much, like the sun rises and sets, no matter day or night. I still like you very much, just like the stars running through the dark night for hundreds of millions of years without complaining. I still like you very much, like spring rain falling for eight hundred miles, pattering. I still like you very much, like spring grass dyeing the green ridge, there is no doubt. I still like you very much, you are like a shrew, scolding and unreasonable. I still like you very much, just like the rain falling on the green leaves all night long, without hesitation. I still like you very much, just like the falling rain during the plum rain season, it lasts forever. I still like you very much, just like the smoke curling up from the kitchen, the pear frying in the snow and the rain falling. I still like you very much, like a bird falling in love with a fish in the sea. It's hard to decide whether to stay or go. I don't know why. I still like you very much, like a noisy secret that can be said in a thousand words. I still like you very much, just like the begonia in the courtyard that falls and blooms again and again. I still like you very much, just like the sun and the moon take turns, regardless of day and night. I still like you very much, like layers of clouds condensed into phrases, bit by bit. I still like you very much, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, the neon blur. I still like you very much, like the osmanthus leaves falling in the wind and turning into mud. I still like you very much, like raindrops falling on green moss and red mud, soft and dispersed. I still like you very much, like the starlight falling into my eyes, I can see you thousands of miles away. I still like you very much, just like Mr. Chaitou Feng's last touch, I fall in love with you. I still like you very much, just like the red tent on a spring night, when I am still dreaming, I still feel afraid to think of you. I still like you very much, just like the bumps and bumps that catch the torrential rain, and how much it falls into the channel. I still like you very much, just like the wind that has traveled eight thousand miles without asking about the date of return. I still like you very much, just like the cycle of the sun and the moon, regardless of day and night. I still like you very much, like a cloud drifting ninety thousand miles without ever resting. I still like you very much, just like stars hitting the earth until death. I still like you very much, like sunshine filling the world, gentle and comfortable. I still like you very much, like the wind blowing in my heart. I still like you very much, like rain falling on the tropics and polar regions, thousands of miles away. I still like you very much, like a whale sinking at the bottom of the sea breathing softly, full of infatuation and full of anger. I still like you very much, like the old city gate that I have been waiting for for many years. I still like you very much, like a whale suffering from lack of oxygen in the deep sea of ​​6,400 meters, never getting tired of it. I still like you very much, just like the subjects waiting for the restoration of the dynasty, which is far away. I still like you very much, the willows are moving, the cicadas are chirping, the sunset is tidal, I can't help myself. I still like you very much, like a cloud drifting ninety thousand miles without ever resting. I still like you very much, like the sun rises and sets, no matter day or night. I still like you very much, just like the stars running through the dark night for hundreds of millions of years without complaining. I still like you very much, like spring rain falling for eight hundred miles, pattering. I still like you very much, like spring grass dyeing the green ridge, there is no doubt. I still like you very much, you are like a shrew, scolding and unreasonable. I still like you very much, just like the rain falling on the green leaves all night long, without hesitation. I still like you very much, just like the falling rain during the plum rain season, it lasts forever. I still like you very much, just like the smoke curling up from the kitchen, the pear frying in the snow and the rain falling. I still like you very much, like a bird falling in love with a fish in the sea. It's hard to decide whether to stay or go. I don't know why. I still like you very much, like a noisy secret that can be said in a thousand words. I still like you very much, just like the begonia in the courtyard that falls and blooms again and again. I still like you very much, just like the sun and the moon take turns, regardless of day and night. I still like you very much, like layers of clouds condensed into phrases, bit by bit. I still like you very much, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, the neon blur. I still like you very much, like the osmanthus leaves falling in the wind and turning into mud. I still like you very much, like raindrops falling on green moss and red mud, soft and dispersed. I still like you very much, like the starlight falling into my eyes, I can see you thousands of miles away. I still like you very much, just like Mr. Chaitou Feng's last touch, I fall in love with you. I still like you very much, just like the red tent on a spring night, when I am still dreaming, I still feel afraid to think of you. I still like you very much, just like the bumps and bumps that catch the torrential rain, and how much it falls into the channel.

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As a bookworm for ten years, the writing style of this book is really good! Compared with those great gods, it just lacks a little foundation! ! Come on, come on, come on! ! Support you! Can I add more updates? ? ? Please add more, please make me excited! ! Ha ha

This novel is suitable for people who like yy. The beginning only tells the protagonist that he is reborn in a parallel world, and then he has to pursue his dream to be an actor for some reason, and he has to pursue his dream anyway, regardless of his family. There is no system to help him improve himself, and there is a system to revolve around the protagonist. There are many poisonous points. The heroine is even more awesome. No personality or background is given, but they are together anyway. Various film and television works are piled up. Does the author know how long it takes to make a movie? Yes, the protagonist only plays the villain, and there is no need to film the whole process. But how many movies have you done with only 30 chapters? I really don't know why there are so many good reviews. Maybe you don't make money with me. A little bit of opinion, if you have different opinions, you can comment

I was really miserable, too. This book collided with such a popular book, so many people saw that the name was similar and said that I copied it. But when they saw that the content was different, they said that I copied the creative idea. . <I published this book more than 20 days earlier, and I have never stopped updating it every day. Anyone who does not get a good grade in QQ is the one who copied it. I am not responsible for the online comments. There are two books on the starting point, and the time of each chapter is included. Those who are interested can check the time. I really haven't read Guibao's book, but the word-of-mouth rating is obviously better than mine. I wish the author a great success. I hope book friends here will stop saying weird things to me. Writing is not easy, so please help me. The author is pitiful, weak and helpless

The plot of his book is exactly the same as your synopsis. Although this is your previous profile.