After a long time, Wang Zheng turned back from his beautiful prospects for the future.

Wang Zheng, who gradually calmed down, felt the cultivation of true energy in his early acquired stage in his body. Thinking about his poor and careless outer disciple, his bright eyes gradually darkened, and his somewhat unrestrained and proud smile also turned into a bitter smile:

"Everything is difficult at the beginning, and a penny stumps the heroes! Not to mention, I am an outer disciple who is not famous, has no money, and has no background."

Wang Zheng’s words are not aimless. In fact, filming is an extremely expensive thing.

It's like "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" that has developed acquired martial arts to the peak. Not to mention anything else, Wang Zheng can't handle it now as a supporting role.

There are twenty or thirty people in the small scene, while there are one or two hundred people in the large scene!

In addition to the supporting role, there are also props, costumes, and other places that require money.

These are things that Wang Zheng cannot afford now.

Of course, Wang Zheng also has his own advantages. As a supporting actor with a dream of a big star, Wang Zheng has dabbled in sets, photography, editing, special effects... and so on

These are all the valuable knowledge you have summarized in previous life's filmmakers and TV people, and are also one of the main reasons why Wang Zheng confirmed that the things he shot were better than others.

Not to mention anything else, let’s talk about the classic bow hugging shot of the Titanic and the Matrix’s wards-hit that is a god-like cut.

How many tricks are there? How many techniques are involved?

Most people can't even shoot that shocking effect!

And what about Wang Zheng? Although he is not a genius, he can't resist plagiarism... Uh, it's not right! It's an imitation!

"Oh, so now I can only shoot a small-cost work, and this small-cost work must become a hit, otherwise it will be extremely unfavorable for my subsequent development.

The most important thing is that in order to increase my personal strength, there must be something that can enhance my strength."

He casually pulled the two photo stones on the table. Listening to the crisp sound of the photo stones colliding with each other, Wang Zheng seemed to ponder with a frown.

"In other words, it's at least a martial arts film that will be popular in just one shot."

At this moment, Wang Zheng's eyes lit up, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed out loud:

"Haha, low-cost martial arts movies! With it! That's it! And, I can guarantee that it will definitely be popular!"

With a flash of inspiration, Wang Zheng suddenly thought of a work that almost created myths in his previous life. With his current abilities, this work is undoubtedly the best choice.

Some of the props, slightly changed, will not only not affect the overall plot, but will also be of great help to your martial arts cultivation!

"The script, set, actors, props, and special effects should be fine! Even adding some bluffing martial arts principles in the middle will make the effect better."

After carefully passing the plot in his mind, Wang Zheng repeatedly confirmed that his plan had great potential.

Only the lacking actors, Wang Zheng, also set his target on Nangong Tiezhu.

Nothing else, Nangong Tiezhu's image is really suitable! Of course, the most important thing is that Nangong Tiezhu is so fooling...

After repeated consideration and confirmation, Wang Zheng looked at the moonlight outside the window, stretched his waist, and then lay on the bed with ease, and soon entered the first dreamland that came to this world.

As for Wang Zheng’s habit of meditating and practicing Taihua’s internal strength every night?

Haha, Taihua’s internal strength? Take a shower and go to bed!

If I have that skill, will you still need this broken thing in my acquired realm of cultivation?

On the first night after coming to this world, Wang Zheng inexplicably had the ability to be bug-like. After the inspiration came to light, Wang Zheng slept particularly sweetly.

In his dream, he was dressed like snow, facing the jealous eyes of men and the screams of women, coming from the sky.

Among the endless white clouds, the sky was dyed golden yellow, and countless ripples like water waves appeared.

The Black Iron Heavy Sword, the Peerless Sword, the Dinghai Ding Hai Knife, and the Four Swords of Zhu Xian... were all dyed golden and shot out from the golden ripples!

At the end of the white clouds, Wang Zheng smiled slightly, Taihua Sect turned into ashes...

Wang Zheng himself drifted away by relying on the void to control the wind.

There were also vaguely screams from Wang Zheng, who was going to give birth to monkeys for you.

Looking back, Wang Zheng also saw the surprised and regretful expressions of Senior Brother Li and Jiang Ting.

Wang Zheng just smiled indifferently. Kill you? No, no, I like to see you regretful and desperate expressions.

Sword moves may not be powerful, but they must be gorgeous! Martial arts must also be cool, and the light and shadow special effects must be in place!

I had a beautiful dream all night. Wang Zheng woke up with a smile the next morning.

Looking at the dim morning sky and the dilapidated and old room, Wang Zheng patted his face:

"It seems that the road has to be taken step by step. The most urgent thing is to solve the problem of Nangong Tiezhu first."

I simply wiped my face with cold water and rinsed my mouth. During the period, I was shocked by internal force, but I washed it very clean.

This is the acquired martial artist. If the cultivator and the innate martial artist have always communicated with the heaven and earth, even if they don’t wash up, they will not become dirty.

After a simple cleaning, he looked at himself reflected in the water with satisfaction. Wang Zheng picked up the photo stone on the table and walked towards Nangong Tiezhu's residence.

At this moment, the genius was in a daze, and many outer disciples had already gone out in a hurry.

After seeing Wang Zheng's expression as usual, these outer disciples flashed a hint of disbelief in their eyes.

After all, most of them have seen the pictures in the photo stone. They are naturally very familiar with Wang Zheng's appearance.

However, most of the outer disciples are adults and their IQs are above the passing line.

All of them have their own judgment on the scene that happened in the mountain gate. Of course, they would not naively think that Wang Zheng really wanted to climb up to the inner gate.

Therefore, most people looked at Wang Zheng with pity. Of course, some people looked at Wang Zheng with pleasure, and even spoke a few sarcastic words from afar.

Wang Zheng seemed to have not seen all kinds of gazes and sarcasm, and his expression was as usual to knock on the gate of Nangong Tiezhu.

After knocking a few times, the door was opened soon, and the figure of Nangong Tiezhu and his shiny bald head naturally appeared in front of Wang Zheng.

Obviously, as an outer disciple, Nangong Tiezhu also has the habit of getting up early.

When Nangong Tiezhu opened the door, he was happy when he saw Wang Zheng, but then he frowned after hearing the rumors.

After a week of unkind glances, Nangong Tiezhu then pulled Wang Zheng and directly pulled Wang Zheng into his yard.

Then, with a loud bang, the door was closed with great force by Nangong Tiezhu.

Nangong Tiezhu squeezed out a smile on his honest and vulgar face and said to Wang Zheng:

"Wang Zheng, don't mind those words too much. After all, everyone knows what's going on..."

Before Nangong Tiezhu finished speaking, Wang Zheng waved his hand indifferently:

"Don't worry, I didn't take it seriously. Don't bully the young man's poor. He has been in the east and the west for thirty years. I will get it back if he owes me thirty years."

Nangong Tiezhu smiled and did not answer. Obviously, he was both an outer disciple and had poor talent. Nangong Tiezhu just regarded Wang Zheng's words as a bold statement to vent his vent.

Seeing Nangong Tiezhu's expression, Wang Zheng didn't know what he was thinking and didn't say much immediately.

Instead, the topic changed: "I'm here to return you to the photo stone today, but the content of your photo stone..."

As he said that, Wang Zheng's expression began to become strange. Nangong Tiezhu looked like he was in his thirties, but he didn't expect that he would have such a hobby. He really shouldn't behave like a person...

After hearing this, Nangong Tiezhu's eyes lit up and he said excitedly:

"How is it? It's so exciting! I heard that this photo stone flowed out of the inner door, but I took the boss's effort to get it."

As he said that, Nangong Tiezhu glanced at Wang Zheng's right hand and smiled:

"The young man is really angry. He always goes there like nothing wrong with him."

Looking at Nangong Tiezhu speechlessly, Wang Zheng threw the shadow stone at him.

Seeing this, Nangong Tiezhu hurriedly grabbed it, looking like he was afraid that the image stone would be broken.

"Oh, be careful! This is a good thing I finally got!"

"Ahem"

Wang Zheng coughed and said solemnly: "I'm here today. In addition to returning the photo stone for you, there is another serious thing to discuss with you."

"What's the matter?"

After Nangong Tiezhu carefully put away the photo stone, he looked up casually at Wang Zheng.

The morning light poured down, and Wang Zheng's figure was coated with a layer of gold edge.

I saw Wang Zheng in the morning light, with a divine and serious look at Nangong Tiezhu, and he spoke slowly like an old man who sold peerless secrets to children with mental retardation:
Chapter completed!