Chapter 322

"Crossing Over: I Lead Special Forces to Fight the Japanese Devils?"

"Just hearing the title, it's obviously a piece of shit anti-Japanese god-drama!"

Hmm? Su Meng heard this title and raised an eyebrow.

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

Bai Xiao Ling skillfully pulled up the first episode of the TV series; the two leaned their heads together, staring at the small screen.

The more they watched, the worse their expressions became.

When they reached the moment where someone tore a Japanese soldier apart with their bare hands, Su Meng could no longer hold back.

He slapped the table hard, shaking the phone so much it jumped.

Bai Xiao Ling was startled; she looked up and saw Su Meng's face had already become somewhat grotesque.

"F***ing ****, what the f*** is this piece of trash?!"

"Pretending to be cool, slicked-back hair, picking up girls?!"

"And tearing Japanese soldiers apart and hiding mines in their crotches?!"

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

"! @#$@#%#￥……#……***@#$"

A string of curses burst out directly.

Bai Xiao Ling stared blankly at Su Meng; this was the first time she had ever seen Su Meng lose his temper so badly.

After cursing for a long time, Su Meng suddenly had a flash of inspiration, slapped the table, and shouted loudly.

"I know!"

"I know what to do next!"

"I'm going to make a TV series! An anti-Japanese war drama!"

"I'm going to restore that history!"

"I'm going to let everyone see why we were once called the 'Earthen Eighth Route'!"

Make a TV series?

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

However, she said nothing and simply nodded.

"Teacher Su, do you need my help with this?"

"Hmm... maybe I should contact Liu Tianxian and the others and ask them to make a cameo appearance?"

"No!" Su Meng shook his head and rejected her directly.

"They won't work; this time I must invite veteran actors. Only veteran actors can support this series!"

Bai Xiao Ling nodded, her curiosity growing even heavier in her heart.

"Teacher Su, what TV series are you planning to make?"

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

"Drawing Sword!"

"Drawing Sword?" Bai Xiao Ling savored these two words and suddenly felt a surge of boiling blood.

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

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

When Drawing Sword was first broadcast back then, it quickly exploded across major satellite TV stations and, with a viewership rating of nearly 14%, set a new record for CCTV-1 TV series ratings that year.

The number of reruns of this series has exceeded 3,000, and the total number of views has broken through 1 billion.

To this day, it holds a steady 9.5 score on Douban's high-rated domestic drama list and is known as the "anti-Japanese god-drama" that no one can refuse.

This shows just how wonderful this series is.

Although Su Meng did not have the script for this series, he was now wealthy and powerful; even buying it directly from the System Shangcheng would be easy.

For this series, what does it matter if he spends a bit more popularity points?

It's worth it!

"By the way, Xiao Ling, why did you come to find me today?"

Su Meng finally calmed down a bit and became curious instead.

Bai Xiao Ling opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.

Why did I come to find you? Isn't it because I'm worried about CCTV's situation...

Changing her mind, she casually took out two dice and rolled them twice.

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

Bai Xiao Ling sighed and said in a low, mournful voice.

"What else could I want? Isn't it just to borrow your luck?"

Su Meng leaped over in three steps, tightly grasping her small hand.

"I knew it! Xiao Ling still has the best luck!"

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

He had already impatiently issued the command in his mind.

"System, ten consecutive draws!"

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

"1. TV series script: Drawing Sword."

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

"3. God-tier Tai Chi skill"

"4. God-tier physical constitution (physical constitution raised to the peak of humanity)"

"5. The novel 'The Three-Body Problem'."

"6. Professional-grade combat skills."

"7. God-tier football skills."

"8. The 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 at once.

Is this Miss's luck really that heaven-defying?

Another ten grand slams?

And just a quick glance reveals a full four God-tier items?

Too late to look closely, Su Meng's face was full of gratitude.

"Bai Xiao Ling, you are still the most reliable; you are truly my goddess of luck!"

Bai Xiao Ling sighed softly and casually picked up the dice to roll.

As expected, a 1 and a 2; her luck was directly blown to pieces!

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

How many times has this been?

Did you borrow my luck again?

Do you only pick on me to shear the wool?

It is said Boss Yang brings prosperity to her husband; go borrow luck from her!

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

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

He cleared his throat and quickly changed the subject.

"Um... Bai Xiao Ling, how about you cameo a role in this TV series?"

Bai Xiao Ling sighed, feeling helpless in her heart as well.