Chapter 327 327, Raid

"Brother, we just came out of the Internet cafe. You may not know that at this moment, there is a huge quarrel on the Internet.

Some netizens said that the person who made [63 prophecies] might be a time traveler, just like Jacky Cheung and Andy Lau in the Hong Kong movie "Super School Bully", who came back from the future to the present!

Some netizens also said that the person who made [63 prophecies] was actually a super magician, just like Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang in the Tang Dynasty, who could predict 500 years in advance and 500 years in the future!

Of course, some netizens say that the person who made the [63 prophecies] is actually a foreign prankster. The reason why he is so accurate is that a blind cat met a dead rat! "

"Brother, you may not know that just now, Kenya Airways has announced that all flights of the company will be grounded on January 30!"

"Senior brother, you may not be aware of it. Just now, the Japanese Prime Minister's Office has solemnly issued an announcement. The country promises never to manufacture, possess, or use nuclear weapons, and welcomes real-time supervision by the U.S. government."

"Brother, you may not be aware of it. There are rumors on the Internet that the [63 Prophecies] were actually uploaded on Hong Kong Island. Currently, agents from all over the world have targeted the poster."

…

Sun Hao, who was eating wontons, felt a little regretful. He should not have followed Zeng Li's suggestion and gave Chen Sicheng a chance to sit down and talk.

This thing is really too wordy!

It's been 25 minutes and this guy hasn't stopped talking.

After eating the last wonton, Sun Hao took out a napkin from the side and wiped his mouth expressionlessly.

"Old Chen, I won't argue with you about the unpleasantness of filming "Train to Busan".

But can you tell me what exactly you want to say to me? "

"Hehe..." At this time, Chen Sicheng smiled.

"Brother, that's it!

The popularity of [63 Prophecies] is too high, and we cannot let this opportunity go in vain, so I wanted to create a movie script based on this incident.

Well, who is the protagonist?

He is a survivor after the nuclear explosion in New York. In order to prevent the disaster from happening, he developed a time travel machine and then traveled to November 1, 1999.

His first step was to go to the newspaper office and ask the newspaper office to publish his prophecy. However, after reading it, the editor-in-chief of the newspaper felt that it was nonsense, so he asked the security guards to ask him out.

Of course, this [please] is with a baton..."

Chen Sicheng is indeed quite talented. He walked from Houhai Internet Cafe for up to 20 minutes, and in this short time, he conceived a pretty good story.

Sun Hao listened patiently, stroked his chin with his hand, thought for a while, and then said:

"Old Chen, the story is good, but have you thought about it?

Of these [63 prophecies], 21 are about us, and they are all natural disasters. In this case, even if I admire you and am willing to spend money to invest, I am afraid that the film authorities will not allow us to film. "

"Hehe... Brother, I have thought about this a long time ago. We can shoot this movie on Hong Kong Island, just like your movie "Death Is Coming"!" Chen Sicheng straightened his chest and looked in his eyes. Full of confidence.

"Hmm..." Sun Hao thought.

"Old Chen, let's put it this way!

If you have a wound on your body, would you like to open your wound and show it to an outsider when you meet him? "

"Well…"

Chen Sicheng was very confused!

What does it mean?

How about not being next to each other at all?

I'm talking to you about film creation, but you're talking to me about wounds. Why, do you think the scar on my face caused by fighting is not deep enough or something?

However, despite the slander, Chen Sicheng still answered very honestly: "Of course not!"

Who made Sun Hao become a big shot now?

"You don't want to..., but what if your son insists on opening your wound for others to see?"

"Then I'll beat him!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, the smart Chen Sicheng suddenly realized, "Brother, I made things simple."

"Haha, nothing!

At present, what we have to do is to make more money, make a lot of money, so that we can help our countrymen when they are in trouble. "

Standing up and patting Chen Sicheng's shoulder, Sun Hao took Zeng Li's little hand and left the wonton shop.

It takes 45 minutes to eat a breakfast, which is so efficient.

At this time, the snow in the capital was getting heavier and heavier.

People stepped on the snow, leaving deep footprints, but when they walked not far away, they turned back and found that there were no traces.

Zeng Li, a girl from Hubei Province, likes snow, especially the crunching sound of her shoes on the snow, which makes her feel happy all over.

"Haozi, can I ask you a question?"

"explain!"

"Do you think there are really people with such good memories in this world?

You see, even if the person who made the prediction is a time traveler from the future, it is impossible for him to remember everything so accurately. Especially for certain natural disasters, the range of occurrence can be marked with longitude and latitude? "

Looking at Zeng Li's doubtful eyes, Sun Hao touched his nose habitually.

What can I say?

What else can I say?

Can't you tell your girlfriend that it's not the time traveler's memory that's good, but the time traveler's predecessor who was afraid of death?

This guy Quan Lie is really too precious about his life!

In order to avoid accidents, he used the system that sometimes worked and sometimes didn't, and had to be charged frequently, to directly record the major disasters and wars in the next 30 years in a diary, fearing that he would accidentally break in and die suddenly!

"Haozi..., Sun Hao..."

"Oh..."

Sun Hao came back to his senses after Zeng Li shook his arm vigorously.

"What are you thinking about? You don't respond when I call you?"

"Aren't you asking me a question?

I have to think about it!"

"Have you figured it out?" Zeng Li asked.

"Maybe..., it should be..., maybe he (she) carries a computer with him?"

"Puff..."

As soon as the voice fell, someone laughed out loud.

"Who?"

Sun Hao turned his head. He was busy thinking about things just now and relaxed his vigilance. He didn't even notice that someone walked up to him quietly.

"Me!"

With a delicate shout, Sun Hao saw a fiery red figure rushing towards him.

"Brother, did you miss me?"

"Uh, I did!"

"Why did you miss me?"

"I missed you very much!"

"Tsk, I don't believe it..."

"Believe it or not?

Anyway, I've never lied to you.

But, shouldn't I go to Jinanfu to celebrate the Spring Festival? Why are you here again? Where's Dad? Where's Mom?" Sun Hao, who had just been spinning with his little sister Wang Xiaochen, put her down at this moment.

"Hehe..., brother, are you stupid?" Wang Xiaochen made a face at his brother.

"Didn't you say that you would get engaged to your sister-in-law before the New Year, so Dad and Mom brought me here to prepare in advance. Anyway, I'm on vacation now." Wang Xiaochen wrinkled his small nose and pointed to the entrance of No. 15 Shoubi Hutong.

At this time, a man and a woman stood in the doorway. The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful. Both of them had large and small bags of luggage at their feet.