I don’t know when it is, but the weather forecast becomes very accurate.

Not to mention the accuracy of the weather forecast at the turn of the century, not only Ji Yun thought that a group of experts were sitting in the office and slapped each other's foreheads, but then raised hands to vote to budget whether it would rain or snow tomorrow.

At that time, there was a so-called "sincere" in their alley: This person's words were like a weather forecast, which means that this person was not silly.

But in just a few years, the success rate of weather forecast has reached more than 80%.

It is conceivable how much manpower and material resources the country has invested to improve everyone's livelihood.

How come these filmmakers don’t need them?

Ji Yun looked at the self-pitying staff and was a little angry.

Yesterday, the opening ceremony of the Great Magic City rained, but today the opening ceremony of the Wushuang did not rain, so according to big data, the box office of the Wushuang could not catch up with the Great Magic City.

When they worshiped God, they did not chat with Mr. Guan, but instead asked for rain.

Then how good is it for you to set up a Dragon King!

After decades of feudal superstition, these people were still poisoned by superstition. Ji Yun was a little helpless for a moment.

No wonder the mainland always talks about the team in Xiangjiang. When you encounter something, you start to apply the idealism style.

Ji Yun felt that he had entered the unparalleled character now. On the surface, he was following the local customs, but in his heart he was secretly complaining.

The altar collapsed, yes, the altar that Master Guan Er fell down.

I don’t know if the legs of the table were eaten by insects or the props were not concerned about it, but they were broken in half anyway.

The fruits on the altar were scattered all over the ground, and even the pig's head was lying on the ground, with eyes as if they were looking at the people present.

"Don't be surprised, don't be surprised."

"It's over, the altar collapses."

...

For a moment, all kinds of negative news poured into Ji Yun's ears, as if it was not only the statue of Guan Erye, but also the gods and Buddhas in their hearts.

Ji Yun was speechless, and walked around the group of staff who were still bowing to the altar.

Mr. Guan Er is worthy of being a military general. He still has no dust when he falls off his horse. The Guan sword has flew far away.

A staff member held the lock knife tremblingly and wanted to glue it back together.

"Isn't it really a sign of something?"

Boss Wan is a woman, naturally has more emotional levels. When encountering such things, she can't help but associate them in the direction of those strange powers and gods.

"This movie can't be filmed!"

I don’t know who mentioned it, but the audience’s passive and slacking off immediately.

Yunji responded in an average way, and the entire crew showed a pessimistic trend.

The shutters kept ringing around, and the media smiled happily, and included this scene in the camera, fearing that they would fall behind their peers.

"Hey! Editor-in-chief, the super news, the altar of the Wushuang crew fell!"

"Front page headline..."

Ji Yun walked to the altar and stroked the broken marks on the legs of the table.

It's very clean, not like being worm-eaten, but like being sawed off by a saw.

Ji Yun spat inwardly, probably it was the good thing that those people did again.

There is a big blow to the opening ceremony of two movies. If one party rains heavily in the opening ceremony, encounters water and makes money, and the other party's altar falls, isn't that a bigger headline?

At least in Xiangjiang, this matter will be known to the whole city.

You can't be angry. Even though Ji Yun was almost angry now, he still covered up his anger and smiled.

He pulled Boss Wan and whispered to her, then Ji Yun raised his hands and shouted to the surroundings, "Don't panic, this is a good thing."

In an instant, all eyes were gathered on Ji Yun.

Wang Jing walked over with a gloomy face, "You are not from Xiangjiang and don't know the significance of the ritual of worship. It's best to talk less. Let's solve it later."

"I'll solve it afterwards."

Ji Yun ignored his dissuasion, "Justice Guan threw away the knife, this is a good thing. The original intention of our mechanic worship ceremony was to avoid scribing. Now that the sharp weapon has been thrown away, the shooting will definitely be smooth sailing."

When everyone saw that the knife had indeed flew far away.

"But his hand fell down, too."

Ji Yun gave the verbal person a blank look and you were so sharp-eyed.

"This means that Mr. Guan Er asked us to give it a try."

As he said that, he squatted down and pointed to the red candlelight on the ground, "Did you see this light? The lamp is with Mr. Guan Er, and Mr. Guan Er is shining under the light. This is care."

It's really interesting.

These people were deeply poisoned, so they naturally brought Ji Yun's perspective.

If Mr. Guan Er threw away the knife, doesn’t that mean that this film will not be cut?

Someone immediately responded, "Peace is broken and good luck."

When someone spoke, everyone's emotions were also motivated, "Oh oh oh, that's what it means."

"Don't be surprised."

...

Wang Jing was stunned. He knew that Ji Yun was talking nonsense, but he didn't expect that everyone seemed to be really understandable.

"You understand so much..."

"I was superstitious and had no one to talk about, so how can we interpret it."

Wang Jing opened his mouth wide, "Do you still understand metaphysics?"

Ji Yun smiled, "I understand a little bit."

The media immediately surrounded him like a vicious dog who saw the bones, "Ji Yun, what do you think about the collapse of the altar?"

"This is the blessing of Guan Erye. In ancient times, there was a saying that he would collect swords and weapons in the treasury, and in modern times, he would avoid unintentional disasters..."

"There is a fortune teller downstairs of our company. I have discussed it with him in my spare time..."

Everyone did not fully believe his nonsense.

But seeing the people on the set look like they are unquestionable, is it really like Ji Yun said?

Nonsense, they have to act hard when they give money.

What's bad at the box office of this movie is their dividends. Ji Yun first gave them red envelopes, so naturally they turned the trend one by one.

After dealing with the media person, Ji Yun wiped the sweat from his head and returned to the staff to continue to provide psychological counseling.

"Teacher Ji, do you really know how to learn metaphysics?"

This lie is said, and naturally it has to be compensated with tens of millions of sentences. At least before the shooting is completed, Ji Yun, a master of metaphysics, cannot take off his identity.

"I am an actor, so I naturally know the importance of fortune and I often get involved."

A photographer immediately raised his hand, "The jade on my chest two days ago was broken. Do you know what happened? I have been wearing it for decades, but it suddenly broke two days ago."

Ji Yun nodded secretly. He wanted to grow a beard now, which would make him look more fairy-like and close to his personality. "The ability of jade to block disasters should help you block the bloody disaster that you would have encountered. You will definitely have a smooth road ahead."

"Oh!" The staff member suddenly realized.

Ji Yun showed a sensible smile, "I think it's this film. After shooting, you will definitely become famous in the industry."

The man's eyes immediately lit up, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. I have to work hard in this film and can't treat my jade badly. "Do I want to re-stort the broken jade?"

Ji Yun quickly grinned, and in a daze, his beard was tied on his lips, like a catfish.

"Bao friend, this is not a good thing to wear."
Chapter completed!