Chapter 300

You know, for the past half month, every character in this show had gone deep into people's hearts; each one was a flesh-and-blood existence. They didn't dare to watch the plot that followed.

Xiangnan Satellite TV backstage.

"It's up, it's up! 27! It's already reached 27 points!"

The staff member exclaimed.

"27 points! My god~!"

Everyone widened their eyes.

Soon the thirtieth episode was broadcast. In the last episode, Zhao Linger, Li Xiaoyao, and the others started the final battle with the Moon Worshipping Sect Leader!

However, at the very beginning, Anu and Tang Yu were seriously injured and finally turned into a pair of birds...

Seeing this, the audience felt as if their hearts were blocked by a big stone. It was uncomfortable. An indescribable irritability.

However, when Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Linger defeated the Moon Worshipping Sect Leader, and finally Zhao Linger fell into Chen Mo's arms covered in blood and died, and Li Xiaoyao disappeared into the distance holding Zhao Linger's corpse, the audience could no longer hold back!

Especially the women, who cried directly! And the men's eyes were also red!

"Wuwu! Don't die! Why do you have to die!"

"Ah!! Ah!! Who is this screenwriter! Come out, I want to kill him!"

"Wuwu, I don't want Linger sister to die, let Li Xiaoyao and Linger sister be together!"

"Change the ending! Must change the ending!"

"Right! Call Mo Mo Company together, call Xiangnan Satellite TV!"

Baidu Tieba, countless netizens suggested calling.

And at this moment, Xiangnan Satellite TV.

Backstage, at this moment, the staff looked at the final viewership rating, and everyone opened their mouths wide.

35!

The final viewership rating was fixed at 35!

Such a viewership rating could already be compared to those Qing dynasty dramas!

"Oh my! This viewership rating is too high!"

"Old Zhang, slap me, see if I'm dreaming."

Slap.

Hiss!

The next day, the internet was discussing yesterday's finale of *Chinese Paladin*. Regarding Zhao Linger's death, the netizens were furious. They started gathering people to protest to Mo Mo Company together.

And Mo Mo Company received countless calls that day.

In every call, they were either angry or crying. Their purpose for calling was one thing: change the ending!

Xiangnan Satellite TV was the same.

Their phone lines had been completely blown up by the viewers!

Finally, Xiangnan Satellite TV had no other way, so they specifically played a scrolling notification at the bottom of the TV.

The content of the notification was roughly that they hoped the viewers could be rational; after all, it was just a TV series.

However, the viewers didn't buy it; instead, they became more and more crazy.

Even in Xiangnan, some viewers had organized a large group of people to pull up banners at the entrance of Xiangnan Satellite TV to protest.

This scene made Xiangnan Satellite TV laugh and cry!

However, having viewers block the door and pull up banners wasn't a solution. While they sent people to communicate, they also contacted Mo Mo Company to ask if the ending could be changed.

Mo Mo Company also immediately held a small meeting.

The final conclusion was that the ending would not be changed.

Then the viewers went crazy again.

On the other side, Chen Mo and his little assistant Xu Xiaofeng had arrived in Los Angeles.

After getting off the plane, the two walked out of the airport and then got into the car that came to pick them up.

The person who came to pick them up was Martin, the director of *Crank*.

After Chen Mo got into the car, he looked at Chen Mo's muscles, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

In two months, the muscle lines on the arms exposed outside were significantly different from before.

It seemed Chen Mo had been working hard to exercise his muscles for these two months.

Sure enough, for successful people, besides talent, hard work is also very important!

For someone as famous as Chen Mo, to still be working hard to exercise for this unknown film of his, striving to reach the best state, it was enough to show how serious Chen Mo was about filming.

"Director Martin, let's film other people's scenes first. I'll train for another half month. In addition, it's not easy to find a coach for firearms training in our country, so this time I also need to train for half a month of firearms training, and then invest in filming."

Chen Mo said to Martin at this time.

Hearing Chen Mo's words, Martin nodded hurriedly: "Okay."

After finishing, Martin thought of something and asked: "Do you need to find a fighting coach? After all, there are many fight scenes in this film."

Chen Mo smiled and shook his head: "No need."

He had obtained fighting skills through the lottery, so he really didn't need to practice fighting anymore.

Seeing Chen Mo shake his head, Martin nodded and didn't say anything more.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the hotel where the crew was staying.

Chen Mo first let his little assistant Xu Xiaofeng stay at the hotel to tidy up, while he went to the filming location with Martin.

After arriving at the filming location, Chen Mo met the other actors of *Crank*.

Among these actors, Chen Mo recalled that they didn't have very high achievements in later generations, so after a simple introduction, Chen Mo told Martin and then took a car back to the hotel.

After arriving at the hotel, Chen Mo took the elevator upstairs.

When he arrived at the floor where he was staying, Chen Mo saw his little assistant Xu Xiaofeng surrounded by several strong men in the hallway.

Those strong men were wearing short T-shirts and had tattoos on their arms, looking somewhat fierce.

And at this moment, Xu Xiaofeng's eyes were full of terror. She stood there at a loss, like a little lamb surrounded by a pack of wolves.

Seeing this scene, Chen Mo first picked up his phone and dialed the police, then called Martin.

After doing this, Chen Mo walked toward Xu Xiaofeng.

While walking, Chen Mo shouted: "Hey, you bastards."

As soon as the words fell, the strong men surrounding Xu Xiaofeng looked over, and Xu Xiaofeng also looked over.

After seeing Chen Mo, she was happy at first, but then a look of worry appeared on her face.

"Hey! Look, isn't this the big Hollywood star!"

One of the strong men said with a smile.

"Haha, this pretty boy looks so good, it makes me feel a little..."

"Damn it! Disgusting yellow-skinned monkey, pfft!"

These people had ferocious expressions and surrounded Chen Mo.

Looking at these people, Chen Mo frowned. He had lived in Los Angeles for more than thirty years in his previous life; he knew the degree of freedom in Los Angeles too well!

The guys who cause trouble in Los Angeles are nothing more than those few types: arrogant racists, gang thugs, gentlemen who are extremely excited after eating certain things, and lunatics who want to destroy the world because of too much pressure.

Judging from the performance of these people, Chen Mo felt it should be the first and third types.

"Guys, I've already called the police. If you choose to leave now, I can pretend nothing happened."

Chen Mo said while retreating.

In his previous life, Chen Mo was shot and killed by someone. Chen Mo was absolutely careful about such things, but it was his assistant who was surrounded. If Chen Mo sat by and did nothing, his conscience wouldn't allow it!

And that damn Martin! What kind of hotel did he arrange!

How could anyone mix in!

Chen Mo cursed Martin's genealogy in his heart.

And the strong men who surrounded him heard Chen Mo's words and saw him retreating repeatedly, so they became even more arrogant. The cursing in their mouths became even worse, and at the same time, one of the strong men suddenly accelerated, raised his hand, and grabbed at Chen Mo's neck.

Seeing the other party make a move, Chen Mo no longer retreated, but rushed up instead, directly raising his foot to kick the man's lower body!

Oh!

A scream rang out!

The man's body stiffened and he fell directly to the ground.

However, Chen Mo didn't stop, but rushed toward the others.

Chen Mo was worried that if they had guns on them, it would be real trouble, so it was better to strike first. When the police arrived, he would at most hire a better lawyer and spend more money, or possibly stay inside for two days.

Anyway, as long as he had money, such problems wouldn't count as problems! ===== CHAPTER 302 =====