Entertainment: From Dragon Sleeve To Superstar

Had breakfast.

Mu Han made himself a pot of tea and sat in a chair with his eyes closed and rested.

Comfortable!

Sure enough, it is a longing life!

Driven by Mu Han.

He Jiong, Liu Xianhua, and Reba, and Ouyang, the little beauty of Zaifeng Mountain, can't sit down and enjoy life leisurely with a cup of tea.

Wang Zhengyu looked in his eyes, the corners of his eyes jumped, these guys, there is no way to make a point.

What Huang Lei watched from the side was also twitching at the corner of his mouth.

Could it be that in this morning's shooting, everyone was sitting down and drinking tea like Mu Han?

He was willing, but he was afraid that Wang Zhengyu would not do it.

as predicted.

Wang Zhengyu's voice already rang in the headset: "Mr. Huang, Mu Han can't count on it anymore. You must think of ways to make the atmosphere..."

"..."

Huang Lei was speechless.

f*ck, why give me the problem?

Well, for the sake of the old relationship, I will help you.

He walked to the side of Bai Lao: "Bai Lao, it's rare to be so leisurely now, punch to show us..."

"Yeah...good, good."

Bai Lao was very happy about this and ran to the middle of the yard to do Tai Chi.

Huang Lei also made a pot of tea and sat down to rest.

really.

Comfortable!

In the entire mushroom courtyard, the guests sat comfortably, watching the white guys do Tai Chi.

Wang Zhengyu looked in his eyes and rubbed his face: "Oh, the taste of the show has all changed."

However, after a glance at the live broadcast room, the fans are still safe, so let's do it for now.

Bai Lao's set of Tai Chi is finished.

Huang Lei took the lead in applauding and applauded: "Okay, Baiman, you played too well, you played great..."

The others were stupid and did not respond.

Bai Lao's Tai Chi is really wonderful, after all, he is a top master.

But I've seen Mu Han's Tai Chi, and watched Bai Lao's Tai Chi. It's really nothing amazing.

In addition, several guests saw the white guys playing Tai Chi too much, and they were already a little visually numb.

Wang Zhengyu couldn't stand it anymore, and quickly said in his headset: "Applause, applaud, make the atmosphere..."

A group of guests thought of this, and the rhythm was a bit slow, and then they realized that they would start applauding...

"Okay, Baik, great..."

"White guy, great, great"

He Jiong's mouth is the most sassy: "Okay, Baiman, you are the best. You are the best in boxing style, punching the Nanshan Tigers, kicking the Beihai Jiaolong..."

Even at this time, Mu Han gave Wang Zhengyu a lot of face, closing his eyes and bulging a few palms.

Bai Lao was very happy, and asked loudly from afar: "Master, how is my punching set, is there any improvement?"

"Yes." Mu Han closed his eyes and replied in seconds: "But there are still flaws, keep working hard, continue, I will pay attention, I will correct any problems..."

"Yeah, okay, okay."

Bai Lao is very happy, Tai Chi starting style...

A set of Tai Chi is fought again.

Huang Lei, who was sitting next to Mu Han, twitched the muscles on his face and couldn't stand it anymore. He said, "Brother Mu Han, you seem to be keeping your eyes closed. Why do you see that there is a flaw?"

Mu Han opened his eyes, and threw Huang Lei a look that you really are mentally retarded.

"Teacher Huang, don't be so superficial, okay? Haven't you ever heard of a word called listening to the voice, you don't understand it, just don't talk, or you will appear ignorant."

"Uh…"

The expression on Huang Lei's face was frozen.

Mu Han continued to close his eyes and rest.

Huang Lei rubbed his face, thinking about a question, is Mu Han's words fooling him, or is he really a master's world he doesn't understand?

In the live broadcast room.

"This season, the guests have a comfortable life. They have nothing to eat, sit down and drink tea to rest, watching the master play Tai Chi...TM, I'm so jealous..."

"TM, who are you jealous, who are not jealous... this is the life you really yearn for..."

"Hmm... the longing life +1..."

"The longing life +1..."

"The longing life +1..."

Wang Zhengyu looked at the fans in the live broadcast room. He was sure to be able to hold it, but the barrage caused him to cover his face...

Eat and drink enough, sit down and drink tea to rest, is this the life you yearn for?

This is completely contrary to his original intention of doing this show! !

Most importantly, it seems to have torn the fig leaf of his show.

What kind of work is involved is the longing life... That is pure nonsense.

Sit down and have a cup of tea to rest, eat and drink, be accompanied by beautiful women, and a master punches in front of you. This is the life you yearn for...

...

Half of the morning.

A Cadillac commercial vehicle arrived outside the village of Heling Village.

Liao Shengkan’s driver reported: "Boss, according to the navigation display, we have reached the destination Heling Village, Tonglu County. Where is the next exact location?"

Liao Shengkan, Mr. Xu, Kong Luo, Song Luo and his party left early in the morning.

Mr. Xu took out his cell phone: "Let me contact Director Wang Zhengyu."

He dialed a phone call to Wang Zhengyu.

The call was connected soon.

"Hello, is this director Wang Zhengyu Wang?"

"Oh oh... I'm Xu Zijian, who was introduced by Director Wang..."

"Okay, at the entrance of the village, turn left for 1 kilometer and make a turn. Okay, we'll pass right away..."

Mr. Xu hung up the phone and said: "Now turn left at the entrance of the village for 1 km. After turning the corner, you will arrive..."

"Okay, Mr. Xu."

The driver agreed and went to drive.

In the luxurious business car, Kong Luo and Song Luo are packing things...

Rice paper, pen, ink, these are all carried with you.

Mu Han was filming the show, and they didn't have these things on hand. They wanted to ask for a calligraphy, and they were easily rejected by Mu Han.

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