After chanting these three words softly, she subconsciously looked down at her butt. She frowned slightly, a little uncertain whether her butt was big?

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't help but close his eyes. After a long silence, he finally made up his mind - a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. It is useless to think too much. You have to go step by step before you can go far. Write down the outline of each story first, so as not to remember those stories after a long time in the future.

——He has never written a novel.

Or... film "The Investiture of the Gods" first?

He remembered that he had watched the TV series "The Investiture of the Gods" since he was a child, and it was actually very fantastic. The clothing, weapons, etc. in the play were very messy, and it was definitely not the real style of the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

I have exhausted my life and can't finish the filming.

After all, he is not an archaeologist. He has learned a lot of things from history textbooks and various film and television works before.

If you think about it carefully, he can shoot too many stories.

He felt that since he wanted to live a stable life in this world, he could not think of using murder to solve everything.

"A big butt?"

What if I just intercept some of the stories and shoot a movie?

For example, the stories of the Qin Dynasty, the stories of the Han Dynasty, the stories of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the Ming Dynasty, the Republic of China, etc.

So he reorganized his mind and continued to write the outline of "The Investiture of the Gods".

——"Mr. Li, what kind of woman do you like?"

But, it doesn't matter, he didn't want to restore it completely.

For example, it is to strengthen one's own strength, enhance one's fame, and make one's own celebrity who is not easy to move by all the powerful.

But it does not involve the history of the Xia Dynasty.

Isn't this back to the origin?

I still have to make kung fu films like "The Dragons Cross the River".

On the stool at the end of the bed, Fang Xingtong raised her head and drank the red wine in a sip. When she heard the phone ringing, she was blurred with her eyes and picked up her phone again.

After reading his reply, she was stunned for a while before muttering softly: "Did he say it according to my conditions? How did he know that I am gentle... and can still cook?"

After being in a daze for a while, tears suddenly slid down the corners of her eyes, and the face of the man she liked flashed through her mind. She endured the heartache and sent another message to Li Zhongwu.

——"I like you very much. Are you willing to marry me?"
Chapter completed!