Divine Lucky Star

Oh, yesterday's big health care was pretty good!

Pressing the feet, loosening the legs, pressing the head and shoulders is a complete set, except for the five hundred yuan, which is not spent, everything else is very good!

The old Hou and the big battery entertained quite well. As the saying goes, there are three irons in life, carrying guns together, going to the countryside together, and enjoying prosperity together. Although we didn't take the last step, the meaning is still the same!

Back at the hotel, Wang Hao leaned on the sofa in the lobby and looked at his phone.

As a result, while watching, Lu Junyou walked over with a depressed face. When he saw Wang Hao, he immediately rushed over as if grabbing the last straw, and then shouted loudly: "Little Master! , help!"

What the hell is going on? Could it be that this product was raped?

"What's the matter?" Wang Hao looked at him strangely: "Have you been boiled?"

"Little Master," Lu Junyou almost collapsed: "My character is fine, but now there is a problem with the crew!"

"The crew?" Wang Hao looked around: "Isn't the crew doing well? What's the matter? Disbanded? Come on, don't worry, sit down and talk."

"That's it?" Lu Junyou said with snot and tears: "Isn't my drama started in just these two days? In fact, there are quite a few roles. First, I went to the Fuwei Escort to destroy the family, and then I was fucked to death by the protagonist in that restaurant. I have been preparing for a few days, and I have almost entered the role. As a result, the normal sequence should start filming today, but I don’t want to. The martial arts director said that I can’t invite anyone! Now the drama manager Teacher Li Chuang is so anxious that he is looking for you all over the world!"

"So serious?" Wang Hao was also stunned: "This martial arts movie can't do without a martial arts instructor, but I can't help it. I don't know any martial arts instructors."

"You can't do anything?" Lu Junyou turned around anxiously: "What can I do, what can I do!"

"That," Wang Hao touched his chin. The one in front of him is his second disciple, let alone acting skills, at least he can't let others fall on the starting line, right?

Since you have to express yourself as a master, Wang Hao immediately said, "Don't worry, I'll ask to see what's going on. By the way, where is Teacher Li?"

"The rest room of our crew!" Lu Junyou's eyes rekindled the light of hope: "Little master, everything depends on you!"

With a hammer, I don't know what's going on now!

But it stands to reason that this martial arts instructor shouldn't be so difficult to hire, wouldn't it be over after spending money? This second uncle will definitely not be reluctant.

Of course, anyway, let's go and see what's going on.

Wang Hao went to the crew lounge, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Li Chuang lying on the sofa with his hand on his forehead, muttering: "What should I do..."

"Ms. Li," Wang Hao walked over and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing here?"

"Who is it?" Li Chuang opened his eyes, and when he saw Wang Hao, he was overjoyed and said, "It's Xiao Wang, are you okay today?"

"Well, I just came back from outside," Wang Hao looked at him and asked, "I heard that, martial arts instructors or something..."

"That's right, that's right, that's what I'm worrying about. It's just in time for you to come!" Li Chuangteng stood up suddenly, took Wang Hao's arm and left: "Let's go, go, you're the one today! Come with me Check it out!"

What's the situation? This is it!

"That's fine, let's go." Wang Hao took Li Chuang to his own Martha, and after he was on the road, Wang Hao finally had a chance to ask.

"Teacher Li," Wang Hao asked while driving, "What's going on? I heard from Lu Junyou that the martial arts instructor can't be invited?"

"Oh, don't mention it." Mentioning Li Chuang's stomach is full of bitterness: "I have almost run out of good things to say, but this master just refuses to agree! You say I can't tie him back Bar?"

"Is there a reason why he doesn't want to come?" Wang Hao asked curiously, "Supposedly no one would have trouble with the money, right? Our bid is not high enough?"

"Two million! Isn't that high enough?" Li Chuang shook his head and said, "It's not about the money. The key is that this master is famous for his mood. If he is in a bad mood, no one will be able to invite him."

Listening to what he said, it seems that there is only one martial arts instructor in the whole world...

"Then we can't change people?" Wang Hao was also full of surprises. Normally, the entire Tianguo film and television circle wouldn't be just such a capable martial arts instructor, right?

"You don't understand," Li Chuang sighed, and said, "Every martial arts director has his own style. In fact, just like literary and opera directors, he will use different ways of expression. Pursuing and creating are different. As you know, our show is a very grand new style of martial arts, which all emphasize internal strength, and it is not appropriate to use general martial arts guidance that is partial to authenticity in such a film."

"That's true." Wang Hao nodded: "But there should be a lot of martial arts instructors, right?"