He was born in a marketing account and died miserably at his workplace after working overtime. After traveling through ancient times, he was forced to film a short drama.
"Do you really want to film this crap?"
System: "Electric shock or lightning strike, you choose."
Chen Nuo opened her eyes and did it. No, who told her why all the scripts she got were bloody? ?
If there were no actors, she would look for them in a brothel; if the script was bad, she would write it herself; if she had almost enough money, she would take the opportunity to tear up a scumbag to vent her anger.
How come things are getting better after all the bad times?
I was being chased and hugged a mysterious man's thigh. Not only was the man's actions strange and unpredictable, he was also quite good-looking, but he always looked at me strangely.
"You know me?"
"You don't recognize me?"
Where did she know such a great person?
On the day of the sect's selection, I made eye contact with the person sitting on the high platform, and finally realized that the person was actually the rumored Supreme Being Liang Tingsheng.
"You have mediocre qualifications and it's hard for you to become a great person!"
The other party's cuffs flashed with white light, and Chen Nuo was directly fucked into a rare prodigy in a thousand years.
The first person in Tangtang's group cheated, and she jumped angrily: "What are you doing?"
The man smiled lightly and said, "It's so strong that I can't hold it back."
She snatched him from the hands of a group of elders and accepted him as a disciple. Now her benefactor became a master. She was on the verge of tears and had to accept the fact that she lived with him under the same roof.
The cold-blooded master is taciturn and vicious. She gives him snacks every day to please her. However, she discovers the secret of secretly watching short plays alone. The two chatted all night and became partners.
It turned out that I was just tired of living, not that I didn't like to laugh.
In the long and hopeless life of immortality, Liang Tingsheng unsuccessfully sought death several times, and then began to hate everything. He felt that nothing in the world could make him laugh anymore.
Until I passed by a street vendor and saw the image projected in the small mirror.
Why does he love her, she loves him but he doesn't love him, and who dies in the end.
He watched intently, feeling that he had finally found the right direction in life.
Who invented the short play thing?
The girl enthusiastically holding the food box gradually overlapped with the blood-stained face in his memory. He stared at the identical face, testing and guarding, and finally discovered the fact.
They are really different.
They all hold different scripts for life, and may never be able to make a choice.
The man holding the long sword aimed it at the exact same face, and finally landed the sword.
The person looking at her closed his eyes and waited for his fate to come.
The sword was hovering above his head. Chen Nuo threw it down without looking back and walked step by step towards the bright direction.
"But I'm different from you."
She finally laughed and said, "I will write my script myself."
Intention: Believe in love
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