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Honor of Kings is backed by Tencent.

Moreover, even though Zhou Le rarely looked into the financial reports and profitability of game companies, he knew that Honor of Kings' annual revenue was quite impressive.

Especially during the Chinese New Year period.

"Sigh, it's so easy to make money these days. People just throw money into games without thinking. Even though I'm a zero-spender in games, it doesn't stop me from knowing people who are really willing to spend."

Early that morning, after they finished filming the advertising video, they had dinner together, which was a simple business dinner.

During the meal, the people there talked about the current situation of Honor of Kings.

Back at the hotel, Zhou Le went straight to Nazha's room to talk about the matter.

"Yeah, it's a game. If you have money, you can spend more; if you don't, you can spend less. It's all about the gaming experience. Of course, I mainly think the skins look good, and I also think those ten points of attack power are quite important."

But Zhou Le, why don't other games like League of Legends offer skins that increase attack power? Is it just to stimulate spending? Or is there some necessary connection between skins and attack power?

Naza was a little curious.

She's always been too lazy to think about these kinds of questions.

Why bother thinking about it yourself or searching online when you can just ask someone else?
“This…” Zhou Le sat in the room, exuding a slight smell of alcohol, while playing with Nazha’s slender, white hands.

"I actually think this is normal. In fact, it is fair. Let's take a real-life example: if you change to a nicer skin in real life, you can also increase your attack power and attack speed, right?"

"That makes sense!" Naza exclaimed in sudden realization!
"In comparison, the game is even more balanced than reality. In the game, it only buffs the heroes, but in reality, it also buffs them. When I change my skin, not only does your attack speed increase, but my own mentality also changes accordingly, which results in my attack speed and attack power being higher."

Zhou Le nodded, looking like a promising young man.

However, Gulnazar arrived in Guangzhou relatively early, so her activities after that were limited to various fashion events. Therefore, apart from exercising, taking care of herself, and controlling her diet to maintain her figure, she didn't have much else to do every day.

So she prepared some things for Zhou Le's arrival.

However, when it came time to take a shower, Zhou Le originally planned to do it together, since they could help each other and there were places he couldn't clean on his own.

But Nazha insisted on going first.

After coming out, he said, "Take a little longer to wash. Wait until I've finished speaking before you come out."

Zhou Le did not understand its meaning.

"What are you doing? You're not trying to set me up, are you? What if I come out and you take all my valuables, or what if there are four or five burly men in the room besides you?"

Naza: "."

"Aren't you being a bit too vain? Do you think I'm that kind of person? What do you have that I don't have? Hurry up and go, I'll give you a surprise later."

So Zhou Le had no choice but to go in and slowly soak in the bathtub.

There's no rush anyway.

There was almost no noise outside, which is typical of luxury hotels, as they are well-insulated.

Zhou Le soaked and washed in the bathroom for forty minutes, but finally couldn't wait any longer.

"Are you done yet? I can't stay in there any longer, or I'll turn into a giant."

Only then did Naza's voice come in from outside.

"Alright, alright, come out now."

Zhou Le sighed, wondering what Nazha was up to.

He had calculated it while taking a shower, and it wasn't an anniversary of their meeting, nor anyone's birthday, nor a significant day in either of their lives.

But as soon as I stepped out of the door into the bedroom...

Zhou Le was stunned.

He thought Nazha was going to decorate the room, but Nazha actually changed her skin!
Moreover, the cosplay was very accurate and spot-on.

Not only was she fully made up, but she even wore a wig.

Every prop was included.

At first glance, she looks exactly like Diao Chan herself!
No matter how you look at it, this outfit has nothing to do with pornography; it's just a normal cosplay, the kind that can be done offline and posted on Weibo. But in this context, it's different.

"How about it?"

"is it beautiful?"

Naza looked at Zhou Le with seductive eyes, just as Diao Chan looked at the mighty and majestic Lü Bu.

"pretty?"

"How can you describe this as just pretty? If I had to use one word, it would definitely be absolutely gorgeous. You know me, I wouldn't lie to you."

Naza beamed with joy at being praised.

After Zhou Le finished speaking, he subconsciously glanced down at her.

"You didn't lie. It seems you're honest inside and out."

Cosplay definitely requires some preparation beforehand.

Although Zhou Le had seen Nazha's Diao Chan skin before, this one was the most beautiful he had ever seen. "Waving sleeves and tinkling wind chimes, gazing intently at the crimson dawn."

After a while, because she was wearing a lot of accessories, Nazha tentatively asked, "Won't all these jingling sounds be noisy? Should we take them off?"

Zhou Le: "???"

"Why take it off? We want it to ring and clang!"

"But I always feel like something's missing."

Naza bit her lip and gripped Zhou Le's arm tightly: "What's missing? I... I still have a string of bells in my suitcase."

Zhou Le suddenly realized!

"Yes, it's the bell! Why don't you go get it? I don't know exactly where it is, and it might take a long time to find it."

"My legs are too weak to walk, can you carry me?"

Zhou Le was always considerate, and besides, Nazha wasn't heavy, so he simply picked her up and took the bell from the box. When they came back, Nazha tied the bell to her ankle sideways.

"That's more like it. I always said that if you're going to cosplay, you should do it perfectly. That makes it feel much better."

In Nazha's heart now, Zhou Le is Lü Bu.

Mighty and handsome.

The key is the second word.

In the Three Kingdoms period, Lü Bu and Diao Chan were considered a bickering couple. Of course, Diao Chan was indeed partly responsible for Lü Bu's death later on.

So now, what is the punishment after being discovered? What is it to fawn over the Han Dynasty for the sake of its empire? What is it to be corrupted both physically and mentally after tasting the sweetness of success?

This is reflected in Guli Diaochan at this time.

This happened three times.

Guli Diaochan was completely paralyzed on the bed, but looking at Zhou Le's slightly sweaty profile, she still couldn't restrain herself.

My heart is overflowing with spring fever.

"I don't care anymore, I don't want to live anymore, I might as well just die here."

Thinking this to herself, she said in a soft, seductive voice, "Le'er, shall we do it again?"

Zhou Le was indeed capable at this moment.

Because after working out, coupled with the various rewards from the system beforehand, such as parkour, racing, and muscle control, all of these factors enhanced Zhou Le's ability to control his body.

In the words of traditional Chinese medicine, this is called having sufficient Qi and blood.

Zhou Le usually needs to have a physical examination before joining the crew, or he needs to go for a check-up every year. When he has his blood drawn, you can even hear the sound of blood rushing in.

But now he's looking at Naza.

"Are you really okay? You're in such a state. Actually, I think we still have a lot of time. We're not leaving until the morning after tomorrow. We can take our time doing what needs to be done. There's no need to do it all at once." Naza still wanted to put on a brave face.

But Zhou Le smiled and patted the other person's head: "Let me massage it for you, get some rest."

Naza was indeed exhausted.

Zhou Le's technique was indeed excellent.

Within just three to five minutes, Naza's heart rate dropped and gradually calmed down and stabilized.

She fell asleep very quickly.

Zhou Le took a quick shower, then came back to bed and immediately fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

However, the next morning...

Naza initially felt like she was dreaming, but then realized that it had nothing to do with the dream.

"Didn't you just say yesterday that we should take it slow?"

Zhou Le smiled and said, "Yesterday is yesterday, and today is today."

Naza, breathless, said, "No way... You clearly said it at dawn."

"If it's not dawn yet, then it's yesterday. Why do we artists take time so seriously?"

Naza's mind went blank, and she couldn't think of much at the moment.

"Dry!"

So, all day long, they either ate, drank, or ate.

Until the evening.

Zhou Le then remembered what Nazha had told him before he arrived.

"Oh right, didn't you say you'd take me to exercise? And we didn't have a big meal together."

Naza lay sprawled out on the bed.

"I ate it, wasn't I delicious enough? And haven't you done enough core training in this past day and night?"

"That's certainly enough."

Zhou Le then understood that this was how food was eaten.

However, Zhou Le was worried about having to rejoin the crew after dawn, which would mean several more months of arduous filming.

Although Zhou Ye was also in the film crew.

But after all, the director is Zhang Yimou.

Even if Zhang Yimou were to be very lax in his self-discipline, it's impossible for him to indulge in nightly revelry.

"I think it's important to cherish the moment, even if it's just for one night."

After Zhou Le finished speaking, Nazha panicked a little.

She both loved and hated Zhou Le.

"Damn it, this is thirteen times from yesterday to today. Aren't you tired?"

Zhou Le was very confident.

"That's the benefit of fitness. Scientific fitness combined with nourishing your Qi and blood through Traditional Chinese Medicine methods—how could your health be poor? Of course, I fully respect your decision; you can say no."

“No!” Naza said immediately, but after looking at Zhou Le’s well-defined eight-pack abs, she added, “Don’t wait any longer. Didn’t the ancients say that we should enjoy life while we can?”

The ideas clicked immediately.

So they kept patting and patting each other together.

Around four o'clock in the morning.

"I have to go now."

Zhou Le, quite unusually, lit a cigarette.

"You still smoke?"

Zhou Le shook his head: "I almost never smoke, but I carry some with me, since sometimes I have to carry some for others. But this time I spent more than a day with you, and I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control my emotions, so I had one to calm down."

"Alright, but I won't come. I like to have a drink."

After quickly finishing his cigarette, Zhou Le stubbed it out: "I'm leaving now. If you miss me, just send me a message. I'll reply after I finish filming."

"Okay, I know you're busy, go ahead and do your thing."

"Okay, then why don't you get up and we go have breakfast together?"

Naza gave Zhou Le a resentful look: "No, I can't get up. I just want to sleep until tomorrow morning."

"Okay, see you later."

Just as Zhou Le was packing his things, Nazha asked again, "Are you going to those fashion galas in a few months?"

Zhou Le shook his head: "I'm not going. They don't really welcome me. I'd like to go and freeload, but I'll pass. Let Shuxin and the others go instead."

Naza: "Okay, I'll help them out then. What happened to Xiaotian at the banquet before will definitely not happen again."

"Then please."

Zhou Le knew that Nazha was still very loyal.

Moreover, the girls in the company all really like Nazha.

There is no competition between them, and they can't be considered rivals.

Zhou Le left the hotel and went directly to Baiyun Airport.

There are no direct flights from here to Datong, so you have to fly back to Taiyuan, Shanxi first, and then take a bus to Datong.

Although geographically Datong is closer to Beijing.

However, in the past, Guangzhou could only land at Daxing Airport, and it would take four or five hours to drive there.

It takes just over three hours to get there from Taiyuan.

Zhou Le arrived at noon.

The crew has just finished preparing.

After having a quick bite to eat in the afternoon, Zhou Le went straight to a meeting.

Filming here won't take long; we'll mainly be using a few sets from the Datong Beicun Film and Television Base.

After the meeting, Zhang Yi called Zhou Le aside for a private chat.

“It’s easy to talk to others. They have long filming hours and don’t attend as many events as you. The main thing is that you’re young. I know there are many fashion shows and banquets coming up this year, but you definitely can’t go because of filming. So I hope you can decline any invitations you receive.”

Zhou Le laughed when he heard this.

"It's alright, Director Zhang. I only went there once a year. I embarrassed them after that trip, so they basically blacklisted me from collaborations. At most, they'll let my female artists go because of the market and some other personal connections."

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment: "Blocked?"

"Yes, if I go on stage to play the suona, they definitely won't let me go anymore."

"Oh, I remember now, there seems to be such a thing, but I don't recall ever hearing you have any foreign endorsements."

Zhou Le smiled and said, "Yeah, right now he's the only foreign driver, the Subaru team driver. But these foreign brands are all big spenders. Personally, even though I don't endorse them, I'm still willing to go there for a free meal. The main thing is that I can get a lot of WeChat contacts there, which might come in handy in the future."

Zhang Yi thought for a moment and said, "Oh, that's easy to say. Those brands are said to be luxury goods, but we still have to consider them in the Chinese market. How about this, you can work with me on filming this year, and I'll arrange for you if there are any events like this next year. Just hand them over to me."

I know you were just saying "mooching a meal" in jest. You wouldn't mind having a bite of that kind of food, but you still need to save face. Also, there's something else. The Winter Olympics are coming up in 22, right? I'm the chief director, and I'm currently brainstorming programs. If you have time then, I can arrange one for you.

After all, you're different from them; you're aiming for higher positions, and I think you're capable of reaching even greater heights. Participating in more of these kinds of activities will be beneficial. (End of Chapter)