Prosperous Marriage: The Hidden Rules of the Entertainment Industry

"How's it going, Junior Brother Sha, are you convinced?" After watching traditional Chinese martial arts such as breaking rocks on the chest, swallowing swords, spitting fire, splitting bricks with one hand, and playing with meteor hammers, Huanwan glanced at him triumphantly. The two figures were clearly black and white.

His eyes kept rolling in the eye openings cut out by the mask.

Eddie took a bite of the candied haws and narrowed his eyes slightly because of the sour taste.

He has learned taekwondo and karate from famous teachers since he was a child. When he was a little older, he was taught close combat by a personal trainer. Although his figure is not that of a fitness fanatic due to many years of catwalks, he does have some real skills in his hands.

Even for Chinese martial arts, he may know more than Puanwan. When he was in London, he used his personal relationship to privately visit a master who lived in seclusion in Kensington, West London, and was taught by his disciples.

half a year.

But none of this matters.

"I'm sorry." He slowly ate the hawthorn.

"Hahaha!" Gu Wawanwan laughed, feeling deeply that he had made a great contribution to promoting cultural exchanges between China and Britain.

"Hey, look, this is the rabbit riding on the tiger that I told Kano before. Isn't it very beautiful?" She jumped to the porcelain stall, exposed her front teeth and imitated the rabbit's smile, and made a smile with her hands on her hips.

Scissorhands. At the same time, he also carefully used his body to block the one-eared rabbit hanging on the bag to prevent it from feeling ashamed when it saw the same kind.

Before Eddie had time to reply, the old man at the candy man stall next to him looked at her and smiled, "Little girl, you are prettier than the rabbit! What do you think, do you want to eat candy man this year? No need to smoke, I will give you one!"

"Happy New Year, uncle." Huanwan thanked her with a smile, "Do you recognize me?"

She still wears a mask on her face. Could it be that her domineering aura can no longer be concealed by the mask without even realizing it? Oh my, how can this be a good thing?

"Why don't you recognize me? You come to this rabbit every year and raise two fingers."

Eddie looked at her scissor hands and couldn't help laughing.

"Hehe." Gu Wanwan retracted her fingers and scratched the back of her head. In fact, she had always been a noble and cool person, and she didn't often assume such childish postures. Really, she meant it.

"Would you like a phoenix? It's grand and beautiful." The uncle held a small spoon in one hand and began to pour syrup on the marble board.

"No, no, no, I want a Monkey King!" She hurriedly lifted the mask on her face and waved her hands repeatedly.

Alas, Miss Gu Wanwan's unrestrained love for Wukong must be due to the shadow of her childhood.

After making the candy figures, the uncle looked at Eddie, who was wearing a mask, and generously gave them a sand monk.

"You carry the burden, you hold the horse, and welcome the sunrise and sunset... la la la la la la la la... you carry the burden, you hold the horse, and go over mountains and rivers with frost flowers on your shoulders.

In the early autumn, winter and summer, there are ups and downs, and I dare to ask where the road is? The road is at your feet, the road - at your feet!"

Gu Wanwan held up the bamboo stick that supported the candy man with her right hand, and while singing in a nonsensical way, according to some mysterious rules that no one knew except her, she jumped from one circle of the floor tiles to another.

Go and jump from another one to a smaller square three steps away.

Eddie put one hand in his trouser pocket and walked slowly behind her.

He had never read "Journey to the West" and was not very clear about the relationship between these characters. He turned the bamboo stick holding the yellow candy figure in his hand and looked at the one with a string of large Buddhist beads around his neck and an iron staff on his shoulder.

The man turned around a few times quickly, wondering why there would be "a series of ups and downs" since it was "you carrying the burden" and "you holding the horse".