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Chapter 1044

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The smile on Lan Xiaofei's face suddenly froze.

"Ahem."

"This can also be considered refreshing."

Lan Xiaofei muttered, biting the bullet.

The audience was also instantly surprised by the Sichuan-style song and atmosphere.

No one expected this animation to have such a rich local Chinese flavor.

From the perspective of the soundtrack, *Ne Zha* had barely passed the first hurdle.

There were even many viewers from Sichuan.

They went straight wild.

They were frantically typing "Basate" (great/comfortable) in the bullet comments.

"Everyone, don't be happy too early; I guess it's definitely old wine in a new bottle, nothing more than changing Mandarin to dialect. This isn't worth being surprised about; if you have the ability, change *Ne Zha* too!"

Lan Xiaofei hadn't finished speaking.

The demon child Ne Zha made a stunning appearance on the screen.

After seeing little Ne Zha's outfit.

Lan Xiaofei almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

The livestream room also exploded.

"Holy crap! This is Ne Zha? You're telling me this is Ne Zha?"

"Hahaha, first time seeing a smoky-eyed Third Prince; before they were all cute, now he's completely a rogue-handsome."

"How is he completely different from the Ne Zha in my impression? I kind of want to keep watching."

Seeing the rhythm of the livestream being led astray, Lan Xiaofei hurriedly calmed his mind and stared closely at the screen to find faults.

"Uh."

"Isn't it just changing the makeup and hair a bit?"

"Old wine in a new bottle, the character's personality must be the same."

Lan Xiaofei had just finished speaking...

He saw little Ne Zha in the promotional video on the street, head down, hands in his pockets, kicking a small stone on the ground, saying in a hopeless tone.

I am a little monster.

Carefree and free.

Killing without blinking.

Eating people without salt.

"Holy crap!"

"This, this damn thing works too!"

Lan Xiaofei tremblingly extended his finger, pointing at the computer screen and swearing directly.

Good guy!

It completely subverted the image of Ne Zha!

From language, outfit, to words and deeds, it completely constructed a new character.

"Ne Zha is supposed to be lively and cheerful."

"This little Ne Zha of yours, the main theme is 'depressed', right?!"

Before Lan Xiaofei could think of any words to continue slandering this depressed little demon child,

suddenly the sky changed, dark clouds covered the sky, thunder roared, and lightning flashed.

A tornado-like lightning bolt smashed heavily into the mansion of General Li Jing in Chen Tangguan.

A monstrous tsunami rose from the ground, leaving Lan Xiaofei stunned.

"Holy crap."

"This, this lighting and special effects?"

"Are you sure this isn't produced by Hollywood?"

You're telling me this is a domestic animation produced by a grassroots team?

Lan Xiaofei's face turned pale, his mouth twitching.

At this moment, he even forgot his task as a hater.

He started to lean down, carefully watching every detail in the promotional video.

From time to time, a sense of pride inexplicably rose in his heart.

The sky has cleared!

At this moment, domestic animation seems to have stood up!

Maybe, maybe this film will really create a historical monument for domestic animation.

And on the screen.

As the son of the demon child, little Ne Zha held a red-tasseled spear, stepped on the Wind Fire Wheels, pointed proudly at the sky, and roared: My fate is determined by me, not by heaven!

When this scene appeared,

the layer of pseudo-moral defense in Lan Xiaofei's heart completely collapsed.

With tears in his eyes, he roared in his heart.

Screw you!

Whoever wants to earn this money can earn it.

I'm returning the money, I'm not doing this job!

With a promotional video of this level, if I dare to slander it today, my ancestral grave might be blown up tomorrow! ===== CHAPTER 1045 =====

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