Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

The road from Shangri-La to Deqin was not easy. It was already three o’clock in the afternoon when the road bumped up to Benzilan. Zhao Wei slept in the car in the afternoon. When he reached Benzilan, he woke up and took people to the car. A well-known restaurant had late lunch.

It was also rainy and rainy here. Zhao Wei estimated that even if he arrived at Feilai Temple, he would not be able to see Rizhao Jinshan. He suggested that he should go directly to Deqin County, but Ling Qingyu still wanted to take a look. Drive directly to Feilai Temple.

When we arrived at Feilai Temple, the sky started to light rain again, and the mountains were foggy, and there was nothing to see. Zhao Wei found an inn he knew well, but the conditions were simple but warm.

The inn is made of wood. The owner of the inn is good at talking, and the yak hot pot tastes very good. Seeing that they were happy, he brought a bottle of red wine to chat with them.

Zhao Wei has been here twice, and he is familiar with the boss. After clinking a glass of wine, he asked: "You said, tomorrow we can see the mountains?"

"Difficult, you see that the clouds are thick today. I'm afraid it will be rainy and rainy tomorrow." The boss pointed to a table of young people next to him and said, "They have been waiting for three days, and they haven't waited until the clouds have cleared."

"That's it."

Seeing Zhao Wei sighed with disappointment, the boss said: "Or else stay for a few more days. It has been overcast for three days. Maybe it will be clear after two days. You didn't see it twice, this time you waited two more days. Right."

"Come back, let's rush to Yubeng. If it rains, Yubeng will not be able to leave." Zhao Wei glanced at Ling Qingyu and the others, and said with a smile.

"Well, that's true." The boss laughed: "The same goes for Shangyubeng. Go to the waterfall to wash, and you can get good luck. If you have the blessing of the gods, you will definitely see Kawabog when you come back."

"Mr. Zhao has been here twice?" Ye Po sat next to Zhao Wei and turned to ask when he heard them talking.

"Well, yes, I used to ride this section of the road with my friends." Zhao Wei said with a trace of sorrow: "I heard that seeing Kava Borg can bless the journey into Tibet, so I came here specially. Look, it turned out to be guarded for two days and I haven't seen it."

"What happened later?"

"Later?" Seeing Ye Po's expression, Zhao Wei hesitated and asked: "Are you asking about our riding safety?"

Ye Po nodded.

Zhao Wei paused for a long time, took a sip of his drink and said, "Not long after I entered Tibet, it rained heavily that day and was encountering a downhill road. My friend rushed down the cliff and his spine broke."

After a moment of silence, Ye Po said softly: "I'm sorry."

Zhao Wei smiled and shook his head, and said: "It's nothing, it happened ten years ago. My friend can walk again now, and is still clamoring to go again. That is our choice, youth, let's not leave regrets. "

No regrets? Ye Po smiled, raised his wine glass and touched him, and asked, "That Kavaborg is so good?"

"Haha, Kawabog is shaped like a pagoda with eight Buddha lights and Haoyi, with thousands of Buddhas clustered around to chant the scriptures. Thousands of Buddhas gathered on the top, thousands of brave empty walks hovering around. When someone who is predestined to worship, there will be infinite miracles. If you worship with a sinful body, it is difficult to reward one's wishes. This is what the guide says." The boss licked the glasses for the two people and laughed: "This is auspicious and holy place , Very spiritual."

"That said, didn't I have been guilty of the body all the time, if tomorrow is cloudy again, I can't see it three times, it's hard to pay what I want." Zhao Wei laughed at himself. Actually speaking, this mountain is True Spirit, three times, three times are to escape, in order to escape the troubles of reality, so came to this white and innocent place to find salvation.

The boss patted Zhao Wei on the shoulder and said, "Be sincere, sincere, and Kavaberg can hear your voice."

"Sincere?" Ye Po asked.

"Well," the boss pointed to his own heart, and said: "Sincere, Kavaborg likes pure people, with a pure heart, as long as your sincerity is enough."

"I don't think I'm sincere, am I?" The voice of the TV suddenly became louder, and the character inside shouted.

Everyone turned their heads, and the young man at the other table who raised the sound suddenly smiled embarrassedly, then turned down the sound, and said sorry, and said to the boss: "Boss, can you play it back?"

"Okay, okay." The boss walked over with a smile, and put the disc back to where the young man said.

"Turn the mountain!" Ling Qingyu said after reading the content.

"What?" Ye Shiyi asked when she was holding green vegetables for her.

"A small production film, which was very well filmed. It was about the Yunnan-Tibet line. In order to realize his brother's last wish, a young man took the road of cycling from Lijiang to Lhasa, and then his soul was washed. After speaking, Ling Qingyu added another sentence: "Very inspirational."

"Is it very inspirational to walk through this snow-capped mountain?" Ye Shiyi asked puzzledly. They had taken cyclists on the road. Although he got into Ling Qingyu's car and didn't communicate with them directly, the number of banquets behind was still Hearing what they said a lot.

They have roads and bicycles. They used their legs to walk through mountains and ridges. Isn’t that even more remarkable?

Seeing the disdain at the corners of his mouth, Ling Qingyu smiled and hugged him, and said: "For ordinary people, this is indeed a great thing, but my eleven is the best!"

Ye Shixi smiled suddenly, kissed her on the cheek, and sat back to continue picking her vegetables.

"Speaking of which, if you can make a good road movie, the box office should be good." Ignore the intimate scene, Zhou Ziqing said.

"That has to be good for the plot and the director, and the publicity must be strong enough. I really want to talk about the box office. The fantasy is more pleasing." The rice bowl looked at the meat put in the hot pot and said: "Find a few famous characters, the plot is euphemistic. Be more colorful, and the special effects will be done by the Hollywood team, and it will sell well."

"The investment is too big, and the price of current famous characters is high, and..." Zhou Ziqing smiled with a smile that you know, and did not continue.

"Not necessarily, if you have a good seedling, a good temperament and a good appearance, as long as you keep up with the publicity..." Yiwan and Zhou Ziqing unconsciously looked at Ye Eleven who got up again to add vegetables to Ling Qingyu.

If it's this actor...

Ye Shiyi's eyes swept away, and the two of them immediately turned away. Forget it, let's stop hitting these people's ideas...

"Well, you can consider writing a fantasy script for a job. The plot is poignant, the lineup is strong, the special effects are exquisite, and investment is not a problem," Ling Qingyu thought for a moment, and turned his head to Yan Qi: "Well, what do you think?"

It has been nearly four months since I came here. After the initial tension adapts and then relaxes, the men have also begun to look for new interests. Ye Eleven fell in love with stock futures, Ying XIII fell in love with photography, Cheng Jia loved books, and Yan Qi is a movie fan...

"Well, to produce such a good movie as you said, at least an investment of 200 million yuan is required as a guarantee." Yan Qi mentally calculated. Ling Qingyu’s cultural company was visited with Ying XIII. Ying XIII focused on the impact of all financial accounts and related related companies, while he focused on production costs. Ling Qingyu’s cultural company was not large, but A small company shoots some small commercials, and then participates in some small stocks in film production. However, even if it is a small stock, she also needs the cost plan and final settlement of the entire film production. In the reference materials, Yan Qi felt the pulse in it.

"Ask for money? No problem, I invest!" Dong Tingzheng walked by, hearing Yan Qi's words, exclaimed.

"What investment? Why don't you find me if you have his share?" Fang Fang immediately followed.

"Making a movie? Count me, we should invest 20 million for fun. It should be fine." Wu Kun also laughed.

"Yes, five of us, 20 million each, how about?" Liang Jiarong swiped towards Dong Ting Dong Ting with a smile.

The four women looked at them for a long while and were speechless. Rich people are good. With that said, a 100 million investment is done?