Infinite Sims

"I don't know what happened to the idiot?"

Liu Jingbai walked out of the bathroom wearing a bath towel, her skin was seductively red after taking a bath, and she walked to the bedroom to pick up her mobile phone with her long, white legs.

I don't know what to think of, and there is a smile on the delicate face.

Open the chat application proficiently, and click on the chat box of the person named "stupid" at the top.

From the records that Liu Jingbai turned over casually, it can be seen that every time he sends out several sentences, the other party only replies, and usually there are only a few words, most of which are "um", "oh" and "good". , "Not bad" and other perfunctory replies.

The last message was also sent by her, this morning.

And now it's night.

"You didn't call me back again, so angry!"

Liu Jingbai pouted and fell directly on the bed. She wanted to close the chat app to keep out of sight and out of mind, but found that the class group, which was usually stagnant, showed 99+ in the information at this moment, and they were still chatting hotly.

"Did something happen?"

She entered curiously, and immediately found that they were all discussing "Jiang Ren".

This aroused her doubts again, so she turned directly to the front, and finally found the source of this topic-the news shared by a classmate in the group.

"The Strongest Boy in History! "

"A Fifteen-Year-Old Boy Outwits Twelve Murderers! "

"Shocked, twelve grown-up men holding special props were defeated by a fifteen-year-old boy and his dog!" "

"In the barren mountains and mountains, the story of 12 adults and 1 boy, you will regret it if you don't read it!" "

"A boy actually used that thing to directly kill twelve adults!" "

"A boy and his dog encountered a group of gangsters, afterward... After reading it, it made me feel sad and tearful!" "

Liu Jingbai didn't know which one to believe, so she could only click on a news link at will.

Ten minutes later, after browsing the news, she was slightly relieved, at least the content was normal.

"The unspeakable secret of twelve strong men with tattoos and a handsome boy!" "

Immediately, Liu Jingbai looked at the title and angrily clicked to report.

"I hate headline party the most!"

Liu Jingbai did not participate in the topics in the classmate group, but sent a few messages of concern and greetings to those whom she labeled as "stupid".

Then, staring at the phone screen and waiting.

One minute.

three minutes.

Half an hour passed.

"stupid stupid stupid!"

"Jiang Ren is an idiot!"

Liu Jingbai threw the phone on the bed, hammered the bed a few times angrily, and then lay on the bed sulking.

Gradually, he fell asleep due to sleepiness.

the other side.

Jiang Ren's face turned dark.

I managed to turn on my phone just now, only to receive a bunch of push news.

"Secrets of 12 Strong Men and a Teenager", "Unspeakable Stories of a Boy, a Dog, and a Strong Man", these titles are getting more outrageous and exaggerated one by one.

That's right, the boy above refers to him.

It was only about a week after the poaching group was dealt with that day, and the matter was leaked out by someone, and it was first released by foreign media organizations, which instantly exploded.

It only took less than half a day to spread the craze to the country and even become more vigorous.

Just by logging into any news app, half of the news related to you can tell how popular you are.

Fortunately, the response was timely, and Xiaobai was resolutely stored at the neighbor's house, and he left the mountain village directly, and temporarily stayed in the hotel in the town.

He also talked on the phone with the villagers in the village during the day, and learned that many self-media and Internet celebrities had come to his yard. If there were no villagers to help watch, those people might have broken into his house for the sake of popularity.

"My head hurts."

Jiang Ren twisted his stiff neck, stood up and came to the window, looking out at the street through the window.

This is the nearest town to Kaoshan Village. Since there are no tourist attractions nearby, the people who come and go are basically people who live around.

But at this time, the sky was already dark, and there were still many men and women in strange clothes on both sides of the road.

Most of them have one thing in common, talking to themselves on their mobile phones, sometimes laughing, sometimes full of filth, and sometimes pretending to be stupid.

There is no doubt that these are live broadcasts by Internet celebrities who want to gain popularity.

Jiang Ren could only be thankful for his foresight, asking acquaintances to help open a room in advance, and then entering through the back door in disguise, otherwise he would have to run away overnight.

"Fortunately, all the traps were dismantled."

Thinking of the madness of this group of Internet celebrities, he couldn't help but rejoice that he dismantled the trap in the forest immediately after that incident.

Otherwise, with the crazy efforts of these Internet celebrities to gain popularity, a bunch of people will run to the forest converted into a hunting ground, and dozens of them may die.

A sweet singing voice came from behind.

It's the phone ringing, someone is calling.

As early as when Jiang Ren found out that his mobile phone number had been leaked by someone, and he picked up several strange numbers in a row who claimed to want to interview him, he decisively set up a white list to call in only.

It was Yuan Bo, an old man in the village, who called.

Jiang Ren answered the phone: "Uncle Yuan, are you looking for me?"

"The dog is left"

Yuan Bo's voice came from the opposite side.

Hearing the word Gousheng, Jiang Ren felt a little helpless. When the old hunter adopted him, he casually named him Gousheng. It wasn't until he strongly demanded it when he was six years old that he finally changed it back to his real name.

However, although the name has been changed, those villagers who are used to calling him Gousheng still use the name Gousheng as his nickname.

Uncle Yuan continued: "I have a director here. He said he wanted to use your story to make a movie, and asked if you could sell him that...authorization. He wants to meet with you. Don't give him an answer?"

Without hesitation, Jiang Ren said directly: "Uncle Yuan, that director is probably some kind of internet celebrity, don't be fooled."

"Probably not. I remember that he seems to be a new-generation director. You gave us his movie tickets a few years ago." Uncle Yuan was a little puzzled.

Jiang Ren's heart moved, and he asked, "Is his name Zhang Ke?"

Uncle Yuan replied: "Yes, I also asked my grandson to search the Internet, and it matches the pictures on the Internet."

"You send me his contact information, and I will contact him later."

Jiang Ren changed his mind and decided to meet the director.

In this life, he would occasionally watch movies in this world to stimulate his boring life.

Zhang Ke is one of his favorite directors. He made a good movie when he debuted. Both the composition and the ability to tell the story are excellent. It's a pity that no news has been released in the past two years.

According to gossip, I couldn't find a suitable script, so I didn't start the shooting plan, but I didn't expect to find myself.

Of course, the greater reason why he is willing to meet with the other party is that he also wants to try the feeling of his own story being moved to the big screen. Another reason is that he is short of money, very short.

Buying equipment and weapons requires money.

Moving around the world takes money.

Hunting in less-traveled areas also costs money.

Although authorization can't be sold for much, no matter how few mosquito legs are, it's still meat. What's wrong with having more?