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Interstellar Movie (16)

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    Sitting among relatives, Mo Mingrui frequently looked at his watch before eight o'clock.

    Auntie: "Xiao Rui, if you have something to do, go and do it."

    Mo Mingrui smiled embarrassedly: "It's not a big deal"

    His mother glared at him, "Since it's not a big deal, why don't you just sit down and chat with us!"

    Auntie: "Oh, there is a generation gap between young people and us, so it's really boring to let Xiaorui sit here all the time. You can take your cousins ??to play together."

    The cousins ??who were listless immediately jumped up happily, each grabbed one of his hands, and said eagerly: "Let's go, cousin, let's go to your room!"

    Mo Mingrui was grabbed and dragged by them to his room.

    After entering the room, the cousin smiled and said, "Brother, have you got a girlfriend yet?"

    Cousin mean: "When will my sister-in-law be pulled out so that we can be healthy?"

    Mo Mingrui rolled his eyes, "I don't have a girlfriend, my mother is single, thank you."

    He pulled the two of them apart, sat down on the bed, then turned on the terminal, called up the optical brain, and clicked on the Qijiang video network. The whole movement was done in one go.

    The cousin was suddenly excited, walked over with great interest and poked her head out: "Cousin, are you chatting with your girlfriend what the hell?" She looked at the interface of Qijiang Video Network in a daze, and suddenly realized something, "Don't tell  Me, are you in a hurry to come back and watch the video?"

    Mo Mingrui: "Otherwise?"

    Cousin: "Sure enough, there is a reason why your mother was single."

    Cousin's focus is skewed: "What video? Is it good?"

    Mo Mingrui didn't know if he looked good or not.

    But this TV series was filmed in old times, so he was interested in watching it.

    So he said with certainty: "It looks good."

    The cousin twitched her mouth, "I don't believe it." She said, "Cousin, your aesthetics are too small! Usually, what you think is good-looking, everyone thinks it is ugly!"

    Mo Mingrui fell silent.  What my cousin said is also true.  Alas, it's all because of his high level of education, and he is out of touch with the masses.

    It was eight o'clock soon, and Mo Mingrui refreshed it, and a new video was added to the blank page immediately.

    It is the first episode of "Republic of China Literary Chronicles" updated today.

    Mo Mingrui hurried in with quick eyes and hands.

    The impassioned prelude sounded, and pictures emerged one after another: the majestic Forbidden City, gunboats from afar, foreign soldiers sitting on dragon chairs, the emperor and queen mother who fled in a hurry, the great president who was sworn in, parades and holding banners.  Students, passionate literati who use pens as guns, numb disaster victims, skinny vagrants, prostitutes vying to donate money in the Eight Great Alleys, teenagers battling bayonets with Japanese soldiers, young people who ran out of ammunition and jumped off the cliff  warrior¡­¡­

    ?The flames of war and gunpowder, blood and death, cooperation and betrayal, blood and ideals, and the unrepentant and devoted loyalty to the motherland.

    Mo Mingrui blinked, and unconsciously shed two lines of tears.

    In just a few minutes of the theme song, he seemed to have traveled to that turbulent, magnificent, and desperately changing era, and witnessed that period of tragic but hopeful history.

    At the end, the tragic and passionate music stopped.

    It's the Forbidden City again.  This era began with the Forbidden City and ended with the Forbidden City.

    An old man stood on the tower and shouted loudly in substandard Mandarin: "My compatriots, the People's Republic of China, the Central People's Government, has been established today!"

    The screen turned black, and a line of flamboyant cursive characters popped out: Chronicles of the Great Writers of the Republic of China (episode 1).

    Mo Mingrui woke up from the long contemplation, felt a kind of scalp-numbing excitement, and had goose bumps all over his body.

    He had a hunch that this would be a wonderful TV series.

    [At the beginning of the picture, there are dark clouds covering the top, thunder roaring, and ferocious lightning slithering through the clouds like snakes.

    A drunken and wretched man was knocking on the door, and the door opened quickly, and a beautiful girl in white mourning stood inside the door.

    Man: "Hi, call out your most beautiful girl to serve the Lord."

    The girl calmly replied: "It's not a coincidence for this gentleman to come. Come tomorrow. We won't pick up customers today."  Bureau. Standing Committee.

    The man roared angrily: "Bitch, do you think I have no money?"

    What answered him was the sound of opening doors nearby one after another.

    no; Just do it!  Zhong Liangning rubbed his wrists and quickly tapped the keyboard to write a movie review.

    There are still many tap water like Mo Mingrui, Luo Paulan and Zhong Liangning. With them as the center, the popularity of "Republic of China Literary Chronicles" gradually began to diverge, and a storm was brewing faintly

    "The scenery is great! Congratulations! Your new drama is now on the website's bestseller list!"

    When Qianhe called to announce the good news, Le Jing was attending the celebration party of the crew.

    Facts have proved that Li Jianye and his original guess were too pessimistic!

    In the first hour, the number of subscriptions to "Republic of China Literary Chronicles" reached 5,000!  Earn 25,000!

    When Qianhe called, the number of subscriptions had already reached 100,000, and the revenue was 500,000. Now it's only 18 hours since the video was sent!  And this number is still rising!

    Lejing quickly opened Qijiang Video Network, checked the best-selling list, and fell down for a long time before seeing their new drama at the last 100th place on the best-selling list.

    "It's less than a day away!" Qianhe said beamingly: "I'll discuss it with the editor-in-chief tomorrow, and recommend new dramas for you on the homepage of the website. I'm sure I'll make you rank up by a dozen more!"

    Le Jing thanked and said: "Then thank you very much, our crew is holding a celebration banquet now, do you want to come and participate?"

    "Celebration banquet?" Qianhe was surprised: "So early?"

    Le Jing explained: "Yes, the current income has far exceeded our expectations, so everyone is very happy and wants to celebrate."

    Qianhe chuckled: "You are holding a celebration banquet now, and when you enter the top ten of the best-selling list and are bid by the TV station for the broadcasting rights, do you still want to celebrate?"

    Le Jing keenly found some clues: "Could it be that a TV station has already consulted you?"

    Qianhe was delighted: "I have a friend in the industry who has already expressed his optimism for your new drama. If your next plot doesn't collapse, then it will be easy to sell the broadcasting rights."

    The smile on Lejing's lips deepened, "I know, we will continue to work hard."

    Only when "Records of Writers of the Republic of China" makes money, can he have the money to shoot works of other themes.

    He can't wait to bring them back to the world.

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