Narendra Sex and Evil Performing Arts Company

(four)

Nalande felt emotionally: "Not reincarnated... This is too expensive, can I go back on my word? I think there is nothing wrong with dying now..."

"No."

"...So decisive?"

"You have already lived, the blood contract is complete, and you can no longer enter the cycle of reincarnation. There is no turning back."

Nalande cursed unlucky inwardly, thinking about reincarnation in a blink of an eye, it doesn't really matter, anyway, he won't remember reincarnation, so he asked calmly, "Then where are we going now?"

"Go to your house, where else?" The man said naturally, "I don't have a house in this world."

"You know where my home is, so you just fly around."

"Oh, I have your ID card."

"..." Nalande thought for a while, "The ID cards have the addresses of my great-grandpa and my little-grandfather's homes. When I was young, I went to school to draw a passport. In order to focus on the key points, my household registration was at my grandfather's home."

"I'm using my spiritual power to control the direction and it's not convenient to get Cihai. What does scribing mean?"

"It's just..." Narende explained in a murmur.

The man seemed to understand and nodded: "Then we can go to your grandpa's house first."

"But both my great grandfather and my young grandfather are no longer alive."

"It doesn't matter, as long as the house is here."

"The problem is that the house was also sold. It paid off the debt for my father."

"..." The man paused, "Then tell me your home address, and we'll go there."

"My house was sold earlier. After my parents divorced, my father sold it. In the past two years as an actor, I earned money to buy a small apartment."

"address."

"I sold it too. The year I got a brain tumor, I sold it to get money for surgery."

"...In other words, you are now homeless?"

"bingo."

"Is there a house in Bingo? Where is Bingo? Tell me the direction and distance."

"..." Nalande said, "Bingo means no house."

The man was lost in thought.

Naren Dexing: "Look, it's not far from the city. Let's go back to the city first, find a hotel to stay at random, and then make plans. By the way, did you prepare money when you came?"

"what money?"

"Soft girl currency. Hard currency."

"No."

"Then why are you here? International students have to prepare foreign currency in advance. Really. Do you count on me? I'm a dead person with no body." Suddenly I had an idea, "Well, let's find a five-star university In the hotel, sneak into a luxury suite incognito, sleep overnight, fold the quilt and leave before the room is cleaned tomorrow morning, or invisibility, it’s okay... Well, invisibility is a good way, so we can stay forever..."

"It's easy for me. But I can't hold you all the time."

"...Then you are going to earn money for me! I will give you three days to earn me a house within the second ring road!" Nalande blushed and growled, folded his hands in displeasure, " Speaking of which, if you don't want to hug me, find me some clothes when you enter the city."

"Are these your wishes?"

"Yes!"

"Then, obey."

"Speaking of which, it seems that I haven't asked your name yet."

"My name is&%*#……"

"What? 'Wind Burn'?"

"&%*#..."

"What? 'Feng/Sao'?"

"&%*#..."

"speak Mandarin."

"This is my name in Chiyou language, there is no Chinese translation yet."

"Oh, then just translate it according to the pronunciation, let's call it 'Feng/Sao'. 'Feng/Sao' is a compliment word here."

"Feng/sao, refers to women's frivolous behavior and debauched/slutty behavior."

"Huacha, are you a learning machine? Are you almost memorizing Ci Hai?"

"My Jiuli tribe, the Chiyou family spirit of the Floating Ice Kingdom, has [-]% more brain development than you mortals, so the learning ability is [-] times that of yours."

"Nonsense, if you say you are fat, you are still out of breath." Nalande rolled his eyes, "It is not an exaggeration to say that you are ignorant. Literate, yes. I don’t like to be called “pull down.”

"Speaking of culture... you reminded me. Is there a poem in your Chinese that is 'Feng Xiao Xiao Xi Yi Shui Han', 'Feng Xiao', this is not bad."

"Tch, you're arty..."

……

3 minute later.

"Come on, Lord Shennong, sit on me." Feng Xiao suddenly lay down on the bird's back, patted his lower abdomen, "Come on, sit on it, hurry up."

"You, you... what do you want? I'm not a casual person!"

Feng Xiao pulled him down on her body, covering his head with both arms: "Be careful, it's about to land."

"If you land, just land, why do you have to lie down and land..." "Bang——" "Wow——" "Boom——" "Bah——"

"My spiritual power is out of order again."

"..."

"...Say it earlier." Narende stood up, shaking the broken glass and wall coverings on his body.Realizing that it is not suitable to see people without clothes on, she quickly pulled Feng Xiao up again, took the initiative to get under the cloak, and put her back against his generous side.

"Hey, coquettish! Where did you take me to fly?"

The two stood together in a black cloak at the crossroads of a strange city.It was twilight, and the neon lights were sparsely lit. There was the sound of sanitation workers' big brooms across the road, and early-rising pedestrians were rushing to school and work.

"Isn't this near your grandfather's house?" Feng Xiao pointed to the street sign, "No. [-] Jiefang Road, the address on the ID card."

"...tell me what do you use for location? Google Maps? Electronic dogs?"

"Spiritual power."

"Did your spiritual power tell you that there are more than a thousand liberation paths in the whole of China?"

"...Really?" Feng Xiao remained calm, "Then where is this?"

"You f/m still asking me?" Nalande growled sexually, "Your spiritual power search engine still has a limit on the number of words? Why don't you lose the province and city with the prefix when you input 'Jiefang Road'?!"

Feng Xiao took out Ci Hai to look up the definition of "search engine", shrugged and said, "I said that the spiritual force field in your world is wrong, and if the keywords are too long, they won't be able to sense them."

"you……"

Feng Xiao shook her cloak: "Then let's go, I'm not tired yet."

"Wait—" Nalande stopped abruptly, because in the early morning light, he saw a huge LED advertising screen on the outer wall of a building not far away suddenly lit up, and a group of foreigners in gorgeous clothes appeared in the camera , laughing and chatting with each other, like the guest seats of some large awards ceremony.The host on stage spoke English with a Manchester accent, and he was the new favorite of Hollywood in recent years.

He said, our best film award this year, our golden olive, is awarded to "deathofflower" from China.Then I choked out three more characters in broken Chinese—"Fang Feixie".

There was thunderous applause.

Nalande's slander: What a bad translation.

This is obviously an edited version of replaying highlights, the screen switches instantly, and the next awards scene is spliced——Best Actor, namely Best Actor Award, "deathofflower", eddyhe.

The camera was thrown to the first row of the guest seats, an Asian face wearing a light purple floral suit, the young actor stood up with an unbelievably shocked expression, he was at a loss for a while, and hugged the European and American stars sitting next to him one by one , Wiped tears and went to the stage to accept the award.

Then he stuttered his words of thanks in his disgusting colloquial language, and wept bitterly.

Hmph, pretending to be the little heavenly king He Lanhuan, actually let him catch up with this great shit luck.Now he will be even more lawless when he returns to China.

Nalande snorted, pointed at the screen and asked Feng Xiao, "I'm handsome, is he handsome?"

Feng Xiao looked at the screen and looked at him: "It's not all that bad."

"What did you say?" Nalande was so angry that he almost lost his breath, "Do you have eyes?! You can't see such an obvious fact?! I'm so handsome..." He said Then I fell silent, because when I saw Feng Xiao, I suddenly felt that I lost 120 points of confidence...

In front of Feng Xiao, he not only has a short stature, but also his facial features and skin texture, which he has always been proud of, are far behind... The eyes are not eyes and the nose is not a nose, especially a pair of ears, mother/big They can fly as wings!

In the past, fans often said on the Internet, "Our Nalan Tutu's big ears are so cute", "I'm so cute", "Wow, I really want to bite on Xiaode's pink and tender ears"...

Nalande felt that they were really beauty in the eye of the beholder.Even he himself thinks that his ears are a bug deliberately inserted by God because he was jealous of his beauty, so cute.Be comforting!

Also, why didn't the man in front of him suffer from God's murderous hand?It's so perfect, he doesn't even have a hairy mole, why, ah, why!

Feng Xiaobing's blue eyes looked at him calmly, as calm as a cold abyss.Seeing that Nalande became discouraged in the middle of his speech, stared at himself in frustration, and twitched the corners of his mouth, as if there was some deep hatred, he couldn't help but find it interesting, so he raised his eyebrows playfully.

Nalande's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced away with disdain and said, "Hey, are you my loyal servant?"

"Of course, my Lord Shennong."

"Then listen up! From now on, I will be the most beautiful person in your world, no matter male or female, I am not as good-looking as me. Remember?"

"remember."

"You're not as good-looking as I am, you know?"

"understood."

"... so refreshing?"

"I will try my best to satisfy Master Shennong's wishes." Feng Xiao put one hand on her chest and bowed slightly. Although she said this, her attitude was not a trace of humiliation, as if there was a deep-rooted arrogance and disdain in her bones, " Anyway, mortals and spirits have different aesthetics."

Before Nalande had time to say anything, the camera on the screen changed again, and the award presenter was changed—the best director award winner, the biggest winner of this year's film festival, "deathofflower" from the far east, Qinjin!

Nalande hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw Qin Jin wearing a black suit, shoulder-length wavy brown hair that had been cut into a cool cropped cut at some point, and wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. His face, his 1.8-meter-five tall figure, and his deliberate and unintentional grace and calmness all make him look more refined and refined than before.Only the bright pink tie added a bit of youthful "frivolity" to him.

His speech was gentle and gentle, with a touching smile from beginning to end, enough to give anyone the illusion of "gentleness".But probably anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is rebellious in his bones.

This is one of the most authoritative film festivals in the world, and each award is the highest level of praise for world filmmakers.Winners will not only become famous, but more realistically, they will double their net worth, whether they are directors, screenwriters or actors.

When Nalander was still inside the tombstone yesterday, he heard An Dong mention Qin Jin's award. He thought it was some domestic award, but he didn't expect it to be such a big award.He is the first Chinese director in history to win the best film and best director awards at this film festival, which is simply a major event in the film industry, and I am afraid it will be recorded in history.

He won this honor at the age of 35, and he cannot help but be admired and envious, and he cannot help being arrogant and frivolous.

But no one knows his embarrassment and helplessness when he was unknown, and no one knows how many times he faced cynicism because he insisted on not catering to the opinions of the public, as well as his long-term underappreciation of talents and the frustration of being repeatedly frustrated by secular values. Feeling cold, he has struggled and tried, hoped and despaired, he once wanted to take a rest.Of course, some people may know about these things, but no one will care.

But Narendra knew.

The world has always judged heroes by success or failure.If he doesn't win this award today, then his past 35 years have been a big piece of shit, and others would think it dirty if they stepped on it.But he won an award today, he won glory for the country, Nalande couldn't help but sneer in his heart, just wait and see, after he returns to the country, he will definitely have a bright future, and some people are willing to kneel and lick his past, euphemistically called "" "Personality", "style", "stubbornness", "persistence" and "pursuit". When a person becomes famous, old shit smells good.

But Qin Jin deserved it.He deserves any praise and praise from the world.Nalande admitted sincerely that aside from the personal grievances between the two, he was indeed a talented person.More importantly, he invested.I don't "persist", but "dedicate". "Develop" everything, including feelings and enthusiasm, including despair and decadence on the way, and also includes uncompromising.

"Are you crying?"

"You're crying." Nalande tilted his head sexually, blinked, and silently relieved the soreness in his eyes.

"This man..." Feng Xiao looked suspiciously at the screen, then at him, "Do you know him?"

"Ah, the great director Qin Jin, why don't you know him?" Nalande said sexually, "You probably don't know it yet, I used to be a famous star, you can see these people on TV and in movie theaters, I know most of the—”

"I know your experience. But in fact, I have never quite understood the principle of film and television. This is really a great magical invention in your mortal world. I can't explain it clearly in Ci Haili. I don't know if you can help me. Explanation one or two..."

"Get out, I'm not free." Nalande stared at the screen intently.

Feng Xiao frowned: "..."

After Qin Jin finished speaking on the screen, he smiled and lowered his eyes, as if he wanted to say something more.A group of people from the Chinese delegation booed, stuffed a bouquet of flowers and asked He Lanhuan to go on stage to present to the director, saying that they wanted to take a group photo with today's two kings.He Lanhuan happily went up.

"Hmph, adulterer and adulterer." Nalande mocked lukewarmly, then turned his head, "I don't want to see them, let's go."

"Why don't you want to see it?"

"Because I hate the face of a villain. Huh, things are impermanent. The person standing there today should be Lao Tzu... But who knows, maybe I won't win the award for starring in "Fang Feixie". Fate..." Nalande swaggered forward, took two steps and found that Feng Xiao hadn't followed, and hurriedly retreated and pressed his butt against the opponent's thigh, "Going, why are you so dazed? You've taken a fancy to that kid?"

Unexpectedly, on the screen over there, Qin Jin politely took the flowers, touched He Lanhuan's cheeks, turned around and said, "Finally, everyone, thank you for your love, for giving me this great affirmation. But what I want to say is , believe it or not, it's not my best work."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience.Nalande stopped abruptly.

"One of my favorite movies, and one of my favorite actors, has been sealed by time and become eternal." He said and raised the golden olive cup in his hand, as if paying tribute to someone, "You haven't seen That beautiful person. If you have seen him, you will surely say that he is the most worthy of this golden olive cup in the world. He is like a beautiful angel who has fallen into the mortal world, full of artist The most irresistible beauty and aura."

Nalande was stunned.Pedestrians passing by were also attracted by Qin Jin's words on the screen and stopped to watch.

"Nalan, today is a special day. I will accept this trophy for you." Qin Jin smiled at the camera.The camera panned to He Lanhuan, who was at a loss. Obviously, he had never experienced any big scenes, and his resilience was not good enough. At this moment, his face looked ugly, as if someone had kicked a key part.

Narendra was stunned again.

The screen stopped abruptly, and in the next second, it was replaced by a jewelry advertisement with vivid lights and shadows.

"I've made up my mind." Nalande suddenly said in high spirits, "Hey, Fengxiu, you said you came to help me realize my wish, right?"

"Yes, my Lord Shennong."

"several?"

"How to say?"

"I asked you how many wishes you wished for me? Isn't it usually three?" Nalande looked at him blankly and waved his hands, "Forget it, forget it, it doesn't matter how many you have, anyway, my first wish is— —give me 1 more wishes.”

Just kidding, good teenagers in our new era were all educated about crisis when they were young.According to fairy tales, an angel or a demon usually appears in front of him, and the first sentence he opens his mouth must be "I can help you realize three wishes".No more, just three.So the children know that at this time, the first wish we should make is, "Give me 1 more wishes"!

This is called knowing how to seize opportunities.

"Second wish," Nalande pointed up two fingers, "1 more."

Feng Xiao: "..."

"The third wish," Nalande pointed up three fingers sexually, "...keep it for now. Then, for the first of every 1 wishes, there will be another 1...and keep giving it to the power of n Push it down. Got it?"

Feng Xiao: "... I don't quite understand."

"I don't understand Chacihai. Anyway, next, the second wish among the first 1 wishes..." Nalande moved his body sexually, and his standing posture changed from leaning against him to leaning against him , patted the other person on the shoulder, narrowed his eyes and said, "Open a performing arts company that belongs to me, Nalande!"

He raised his eyes and looked far away, full of ambition: "I was ashamed last time, but this time I started over again and got cheats. Anyway, I will be involved in the next life anyway, so it's better to be self-willed."

"Obey, my Lord Shennong."

……

"Do you think someone is watching us?"

"No. Let me feel it with spiritual power..."

"Hey, hey, why are you still falling on me while you're walking? Hey, stand up and I can't carry you..."

"Insufficient spiritual power, a little dizzy..."