Entertainment: Kung Fu Emperor

"Hello, Teacher Feng, this is Huo Ran.

"Huo? Huo Ran, look at him." Feng Liang laughed, took out his mobile phone, shook it, and said, "I know you, you are the hottest star in Jiangcheng right now."

"Don't dare to be, Senior has overrated." Huo Ran hurriedly waved his hand.

Feng Liang nodded secretly. This was the first time he saw Huo Ran. He didn't know Huo Ran at all before Shan. He hadn't seen it, but he knew a little bit. This talent is aside for the time being, it doesn't exist at all if you just talk about being domineering and ignorant of etiquette.

With this sentence, Feng Liang’s first impression of Huo Ran has improved a lot, but the impression is good but the impression is good. It is impossible for Feng Liang to come out of the mountain? Come to invite him for 12, and even Feng Liang himself can't remember clearly. They find themselves for the same purpose, and that is to get out of the mountain.

In fact, Feng Liang is not unable to go out of the mountain, unless the script that can impress him appears. For more than 20 years, the masterpiece of Xianxia is still his own "solitary city". Gradually, Feng Liang will forget the matter of going out. Later.

"Even so, I heard Wang Yongjiang mentioned you and praised you like a flower. I heard that he was out of the mountain?" Feng Liang looked at Huo Ran and smiled.

At that time, Wang Yongjiang was Feng Liang’s queen actor. It is no exaggeration to say that Feng Liang’s "Gucheng" made Wang Yongjiang popular at the time. Wang Yongjiang’s name was also fought at that time, and the relationship between the two people was also very strong. deep.

"Yes, Teacher Wang decided to help us after reading my script. This is our script. Take a look!" Huo Ran handed the script of his "Sword" to Feng Liang.

It's just that Feng Liang didn't mean to read it at all. Xianxia's scripts were copied from "Gucheng", and there was nothing to read.

"Who wrote this script?" Feng Liang asked.

"Myself." Huo Ran replied.

After hearing Huo Ran's answer, let alone there is no need to read it. A singer who also learns to write scripts, what can he see? It's really not doing business, Feng Liang shook his head.

Huo Ran was stunned, what's wrong? How could he shake his head without even looking?

But now Huo Ran already knows that he can't look at the surface to decide whether it's good or bad. After all, Wang An laughed like that, and finally he went to Li Longye?

"Teacher Feng, this time the script is very good, I hope you can take a look." He Luoluo said.

"What can I see? The entire Jiangcheng fairy tale drama is copied from my lonely city. A few days ago, Li Longye also came to me, begging me to get out of the mountain first. , I'm already very polite." Feng Liang impatiently swept the script on the table to the ground.

Ignoring Huo Ran, he turned around and continued his Tai Chi.

Zhiran was a little lost, knelt on the ground, sorting out the scripts scattered on the ground, feeling a bit wronged.

If Feng Liang denies himself 840 after reading his own script, Huo Ran's psychology may be better. This way, not just Huo Ran, I believe no one can stand it.

He Luoluo knelt on the ground, helped Huo Ran pick up the script, and persuaded: "Don't be discouraged, old artists are like this, you have to try to impress him, just impress him.

"Sister Luo, don't kneel down, the skirt is dirty." Huo Ran reminded.

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