Chapter 158

"*Time Travel: I Lead Special Forces to Fight the Devils*?"

"Just hearing the name, it's clearly a piece of anti-Japanese trash!"

Hmm? Su Meng raised an eyebrow upon hearing the name.

"Anti-Japanese trash drama? Let me see!"

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling nimbly pulled up the first episode of the drama, and the two huddled together, staring at the small screen.

The more they watched, the worse their expressions became.

When they reached the moment where someone tore a devil apart with their bare hands, Su Meng couldn't hold back anymore.

He slammed his palm onto the table, making the phone jump.

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling was startled and looked up, only to see Su Meng's face looking somewhat ferocious.

"What the f*** is this piece of trash?!"

"Acting cool, being greasy, picking up girls?!"

"And tearing devils apart with bare hands, hiding grenades in crotches?!"

"How dare these clowns tarnish the glory of our martyrs?!"

"!@#￥@#%#￥……#……***@#￥"

A string of profanities exploded out.

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling stared blankly at Su Meng; this was the first time she had seen him this angry.

Su Meng cursed for a long time, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and slapped the table, shouting loudly.

"I know!"

"I know what I'm going to do next!"

"I'm going to film a drama! An anti-Japanese drama!"

"I'm going to restore that history!"

"I'm going to let everyone see why we were called the 'Dirt Eighth Route Army' back then!"

Film a drama?

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling was a bit confused by his peculiar train of thought.

But she didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Teacher Su... do you need my help?"

"Hmm... how about I contact Liu Liu Liu Tianxian and the others and have them make a cameo?"

"No!" Su Meng shook his head, rejecting her directly.

"They won't do. This time I need veteran actors; only veteran actors can carry this show!"

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling nodded, her curiosity growing even stronger.

"Teacher Su, what drama are you planning to film?"

A glint flashed in Su Meng's eyes as he spoke slowly.

"*Drawing Sword*!"

"*Drawing Sword*?" Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling savored the two words, suddenly feeling a surge of blood-pumping excitement.

Yes, this time Su Meng was prepared to bring out *Drawing Sword*, the true god-tier drama!

In his previous life, this show was the undisputed number one anti-Japanese war drama.

Once *Drawing Sword* aired, it instantly ignited all major satellite channels and set a new viewership record for Central Television's prime-time drama with nearly 14% ratings.

The show had been rebroadcast over 3,000 times, and its total views had exceeded 1 billion.

To this day, it remains firmly on the high-score list for domestic dramas on Douban with a 9.5 rating, known as the "anti-Japanese drama" that no one can refuse.

This shows just how brilliant the show is.

Although Su Meng didn't have the script for this show, he was now wealthy and powerful; buying it directly from the system mall was easy.

What did spending a few more popularity points matter for this show?

It was worth it!

"Right, Bai Bai Xiaoling, why did you come to see me today?"

Su Meng finally calmed down a bit and became curious.

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

*Why did I come to see you? Wasn't it because I was worried about the Central Television situation...*

Thinking about it, she casually took out two dice and rolled them twice.

Two consecutive 6+6 rolls made Su Meng's eyes light up.

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling sighed and said softly.

"What else could it be? Wasn't it to borrow your luck?"

Su Meng rushed over in two steps and held her small hands tightly.

"I knew it! Bai Bai Xiaoling has the best luck!"

"Quick, quick, quick, lend me your luck!"

He had already impatiently issued the command in his mind.

"System, ten-pull!"

"Ding~ Congratulations, your draw is complete. You have received the following rewards:"

"1. Drama script *Drawing Sword*."

"2. God-tier BUFF: Master Director (When serving as director, actors' acting skills increase by 30%)"

"3. God-tier Tai Chi skill"

"4. God-tier physical fitness (Physical fitness increased to the human peak)"

"5. Novel *The Three-Body Problem*."

"6. Professional-level fighting skill."

"7. God-tier soccer skill."

"8. Novel *The Wandering Earth*."

"9. Common children's songs * 100."

"10. Classic red songs * 100."

Holy crap!

Su Meng was so shocked he jumped up.

Was this girl's luck too heaven-defying?

Another grand slam of ten items?

And looking at it, there were actually four god-tier items?

Before he could look closely, Su Meng was full of gratitude.

"Bai Bai Xiaoling, you really are the most reliable. You are truly my goddess of luck!"

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling sighed softly and casually rolled the dice.

Sure enough, a 1 and a 2; her luck had completely bottomed out!

For a moment, Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling didn't know what to say.

*How many times has this been?*

*You borrowed my luck again?*

*Are you only going to fleece me?*

*They say Boss Yang is lucky for her husband, go borrow luck from her!*

*If that doesn't work, aren't you on good terms with Sister Zhu?*

Seeing her expression and looking at the 1+2 dice, Su Meng felt a bit guilty.

He coughed and quickly changed the subject.

"That... Bai Bai Xiaoling, why don't you make a cameo in this drama?"

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling sighed, feeling helpless inside.

*Is he just using this to shut me up?*

"Fine, fine, who told me I'm an artist at Xinghai Entertainment now."

"And you're the 'Retired Emperor' of Xinghai; since you've spoken, how can I refuse?"

Su Meng rubbed his nose, feeling a bit awkward.

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling shook her head and changed the subject.

"Teacher Su, when will your script be ready?"

"I'm not very good at acting, so I need to spend more time studying the script."

Su Meng nodded and replied casually.

"No problem, I've already written the script; I'll email it to you tonight."

"Alright, I'm off."

"I still need to discuss the project setup with Old Duan... cough... the boss."

Just after returning home, Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling's phone received a notification that an email had arrived.

She opened her computer, downloaded the email, and began to read slowly.

Before she knew it, her eyes had welled up.

"Bai Bai Xiaoling, I've called you a few times, why aren't you coming to eat?"

Her grandfather knocked on the door and walked in.

Seeing her expression, he was startled.

"My dear granddaughter, what's wrong?"

"Who bullied you?"

"Tell Grandpa, Grandpa will stand up for you!"

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling finally snapped out of it, wiped the tears from her face, her voice choked with emotion.

"Grandpa, no one bullied me, I was just reading a script and got too engrossed."

A script? Her grandfather suddenly became interested.

"What kind of script made our Bai Bai Xiaoling cry?"

Bai Bai Bai Xiaoling smiled slightly and said proudly.

"This is a new script written by Teacher Su, the title is—"

"*Drawing Sword*!"