Rebirth of the Blue Fox Demon

After playing with one person and one beast for a long time, He Wanglan called to order takeaway for dinner. The simple three dishes and one soup tasted very refreshing.

"Eat more." He Wanglan picked up some vegetables and put them on the small plate in front of Chu Ci.

Chu Ci endured the discomfort in his heart and lowered his head to eat. Although he was paying attention, his cheeks were stained by the soup in the end, and the fluff was sticky. He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his face until it was pointed His fingernails scratched his skin, only to belatedly realize that he is no longer human.

An unspeakable irritability and loss welled up in his heart, and Chu Ci sobbed.

He Wanglan quickly put down her chopsticks, picked up a paper towel and carefully wiped off the stains, while complaining in a low voice, "I'm so stupid." Although he said this, there was a gentle smile on his face.

After eating, He Wanglan hugged Chuci and took a bath. After almost drowning her cute pet for the third time, the two main pets finally came out refreshed and fell into the warm and soft big bed together. .

After filming a fight scene for a whole day, even though He Wanglan was full of energy, she was already too sleepy at this time, and fell asleep almost as soon as she touched the pillow.

Taking a peek at He Wanglan's sleeping face, Chu Ci sighed softly. Too many things happened in the past few days, and he was almost out of breath. Only now was he able to calmly sort out his thoughts.

Although the system that claims to be 001 seems unreliable, since the other party has the ability to rescue him from the fire and transfer his soul to a fox cub, the so-called omnipotence of points must still be credible degrees.

That being the case, he has to try his best no matter what, it is best to transform into a human form as soon as possible, otherwise what is the matter with him being a grown man shrinking in the body of a small beast the size of a palm all day long, let alone Cheng Yu and Ye Qing As a result, he and his mother died tragically in the fire, how could he watch them get away with it?

Chu Ci stared blankly at the ceiling with those bright and deep eyes. Time passed and the night became thicker. In the darkness, there was a faint cry of beasts.

It's useless to think too much, let's work hard to earn points first, Chu Ci's body is too weak now, and he was injured again, so he felt sleepy after a while, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

The next morning, as soon as Chu Ci opened his eyes, he saw He Wanglan with his lips slightly parted, his limbs tightly wrapped around the quilt, resembling an octopus, he was silent, turned over calmly and continued to sleep.

Not long after, Xu Zimo drove to pick up He Wanglan, and he was accompanied by an elderly woman. The aunt was of medium build, with plain features, but she smiled with a kind and warm feeling. kind.

Seeing the aunt's big bags and small bags, He Wanglan asked in surprise: "Aunt Hong, why are you here?"

Aunt Hong quickly sent the things into the kitchen, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said with a smile: "Don't tell me, young master, you are tired from filming recently, and you have pets. The young master is afraid that you won't be able to take good care of yourself." , just let me come over, no, Aunt Hong also brought a lot of your favorite sauce."

He Wanglan twitched her lips and muttered something in a low voice. Chu Ci was held in his arms, and she vaguely heard that she was complaining that her elder brother was meddling in his own business.

After a simple meal, Xu Zimo urged He Wanglan to put down the pet quickly and go to the set with him. He Wanglan hugged the cute pet tightly and would not let go, and Chu Ci really worked hard to earn points. Shining like stars, she looked at He Wanglan watery.

Looking at her pet's cute little eyes, He Wanglan's blood bar instantly bottomed out, and then she felt a sense of pride, hugging Chu Ci as if she was hugging her lifeblood.

Xu Zimo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "...Why do you act like I'm the Queen Mother of the West who beats mandarin ducks?"

He Wanglan stood up straight, coughed lowly, and said solemnly: "Anyway, wherever I go, our Baoer will go."

Xu Zimo supported his forehead: "Let's go."

The two of them came to the film and television base, and as Chu Ci guessed, seeing He Wanglan holding him into the film crew immediately attracted the staring eyes of countless little girls.

Doing a good job of psychological training, Chu Ci deliberately rubbed into He Wanglan's arms in public, looking extremely intimate.

Hearing the notification sound of rising points, Chu Ci suddenly sighed faintly. Could it be that he is going to run wild on the road of being cute in the future and never return?

It felt really sad.

After seeing He Wanglan handing Chuci to Mo Xiaoyu, the make-up artist, costume artist and stylist who had been waiting for a long time rushed forward with green eyes, and after a while, a completely new He Wanglan came out.

Chu Ciwo yawned lazily by the side, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the script on the wooden table. He probably suffered from an occupational disease, and his curiosity could not be suppressed, so he secretly flipped through it while everyone was not paying attention.

Director Feng, formerly known as Feng Zhigang, is the most famous and oldest director in the industry, and also one of the most popular directors at the box office in China. He has been in the industry for decades and has directed dozens of classic movies that are familiar to the masses. Won the Outstanding Contribution Award at the Beijing International Film Festival.

In terms of achievements, there are almost no other directors in China who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Director Feng. Even Lu Yu, who is rebellious and rebellious, has to honestly address him as a senior when he sees him.

Such a celebrity, even though Chu Ci is not a movie lover, he has heard of his reputation. When he first switched to writing and screenwriting, he also studied some of Director Feng's early film scripts.

Director Feng has a sharp eye, and he is especially harsh when making movies. Except for a few screenwriters under him, he hardly uses other people's scripts, and the one he admires the most is a man named Yu Yige.

Chu Ci used to focus on studying the book of one song, and I have to admit that this man is really talented. The stories he wrote are wonderful and mysterious, with many climaxes and very catchy, able to attract readers' full attention in the shortest possible time.

Yu Yige and Director Feng have a deep friendship, and the films they co-operate with have always attracted a lot of praise every time they are broadcast. In the past few years, they won the Oscar for Best Director for "Flower Face and Moon Appearance".

It's a pity that not long after that, Yu Yige's old illness relapsed, and he had to go to the United States for recuperation. However, in the end, I saw the blessings and regrets of countless movie lovers.

The script this time is written by Yige, probably because he has experienced the test of life and death, his ideological realm has been improved, and his state of mind has become more open-minded. The script seems to have more depth, and the unnecessary plot of showing off when he was young has been eliminated. He no longer blindly pursues thrills and adventures, but now Yu Yige feels a bit back to basics.

The name of the script is "Sharp Knife", a story with a strange twist.

No matter when and where, poverty and wealth cannot be completely driven out by human beings. In the port city where this story takes place, there is a narrow road separated by two completely different worlds.

The pressure of life is like a knife, pressing heavily on everyone's necks.

Juvenile Zhuo Zhi huddled in a small shed with his mother who was a secret prostitute. Whenever a client came to the door, he would be locked in the cabinet by his mother, and then endured the disgusting sound and smell in the boundless darkness.

From surprise, to disgust, to numbness, it seemed to be only a short month.

For the young Zhuo Zhi, the world is like the cabinet his mother used to keep him locked up, cramped and cramped, mixed with damp and decaying smell, without any light to see.

Zhuo Zhi watched those strange men coming in and out indifferently, his eyes were empty and could not reflect anything.

He endured it like this, ignoring it, until one day, a short and ugly middle-aged man walked in.

The moment he saw Zhuo Zhi, the man's eyes quickly flashed an astonishing gleam, and he showed an evil and wretched smile in an instant. Zhuo Zhi's mother, Ji Yanfang, was still standing aside, stepping forward to lay hands on the young child. .

Ji Yanfang paused for a moment while she was eating melon seeds, and then went to take out the money in the man's pocket with a natural expression.

After spitting and counting the thin sheets of paper back and forth three times, she frowned dissatisfiedly, and said, "Is it worth this little money?"

Zhuo Zhi inherited all the advantages of his parents' genes, with good features and a kind of indistinguishable beauty.

Looking at the child in front of him, the little man's face was flushed with excitement. He was eager to enjoy himself, and waved his hands irritably, wanting to send Ji Yanfang out, but Ji Yanfang didn't get the money, so of course he wouldn't obediently agree, and the two fought together.

Zhuo Zhi looked at the absurd and ridiculous scene in front of him expressionlessly, he calmly straightened his clothes, turned around and went into the kitchen to get a knife, and stabbed it into the strange man's body without hesitation.

From that day on, the fate of the young Zhuozhi began to be rewritten.

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