Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal

I have a cold, tears running, can only be robbed and bought vigorously! !

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Wang Mingyu is the exclusive driver of Hong Dali. It is natural to report this important matter. Taking advantage of their usual efforts in the home, they quickly went aside and took out the phone and dialed out.

The phone was quickly connected, and Hong Weiguo’s low voice came: “Pharaoh, what happened?”

"Master, the young master seems to have done another unfortunate thing." Wang Mingyu looked at the Hong Kong who laughed and laughed over there, swallowed his mouth and said: "The master still remembers the car mirror in the first time. The old man who crashed off?"

"Old man? Is that called Wang Daoming?" Hit the rearview mirror of his car, Hong Weiguo will naturally inquire, at least to ensure that this person has no threat: "He seems to be an ordinary hairdresser? But the report said that he is everyday In the morning, I went to play boxing. What happened to him?"

Wang Mingyu said: "This is the old man. Today, the rearview mirror was knocked out..."

"What kind of ghost does this old guy do?" Hong Weiguo said strangely: "The last time I did not find him to lose money, I hit it again today?"

"Master, money is not important," Wang Mingyu said: "The important thing is that this old man is actually a master of martial arts!"

"Cough and cough," Hong Weiguo on the other side of the phone was obviously picked up and asked: "No? The old man is a master of martial arts? He seems to be more than sixty years old?"

"Not more than sixty, his real age is seventy-seven." Wang Mingyu Muran said: "And, his martial arts..." When it comes to this, Wang Mingyu said that there is a sense of frustration: "Let's say, if you start with him." I guess I can't go ten strokes."

"..."

The phone was silent for ten seconds, and then Hong Weiguo’s surprised voice was heard: “You mean, it’s such a bad old man who knocked out the rearview mirror of the powerful car, and looks younger and younger. And even you can't beat it?!" It's no wonder that Hong Weiguo was so surprised. This Wang Mingyu followed him for so many years, specializing in the safety of Hong Dali, and its strength can be imagined.

It is no exaggeration to say that Wang Mingyu will not be in the eyes of four or five gangsters.

As a result, he actually said that under the old man's hands can not support ten strokes? !

"It's true." Wang Mingyu is also dissatisfied now: "Sure enough, it should be the sentence, what kind of strength has to be in front of the invincible luck of the young masters - the big master of the Modu Mujia Muzi It’s awkward.”

"Well, Muzi, this is a personal thing, and Liu Mingxin is the same." Hong Weiguo said slowly: "What happened to him?"

"Muzi is a Wushu, and then the old man accepted him as an apprentice." Wang Mingyu said helplessly: "Hong Dali has also accepted the old man's head as a subordinate. Now count it, Muzi is considered a disciple of a young master. This generation is divided into a full-fledged generation. Moreover, "Wang Mingyu emphasized: "Wang Laotou personally arranged, called Muziyu to be mixed with the young masters, and the key moments must help the young masters to block the danger. Now it is the new master. "The bodyguard." He also did not forget to emphasize: "If you follow the method of the young master, Muzi is now considered one of the youngest legs."

"My God..." Hong Weiguo felt that the amount of information on this call was a bit big: "An inexplicable smashing of the rearview mirror is a master of martial arts. It is a martial arts master who does not know how to come to Tianjing." It became one of the strong dog legs... I said Mingyu, I will come back to me at night to prepare for the quick-acting rescue pills, and then I feel that I have a risk of myocardial infarction."

"..." Silenced, Wang Mingyu nodded: "Okay."

Wang Mingyu finished the call. Just Hong Hong vigorously rushed to him and waved: "Wang Shu, is the phone finished? I am ready to go."

"It’s over." Putting the phone up, Wang Mingyu quickly came back: "Young master, why are you going to the crew?"

"Well," Hong said vigorously and haha's "啪" and said: "Let's walk and see how the film the film crew took."

The wooden family, the young master, Muzi, humbly, first opened the road: "Please first!" and then said: "Master, please."

Hong vigorously took Tang Muxin and swayed all the way to the car. Fortunately, the Angling Angel was spacious enough. Wang Laotou and Muziyu also sat up. The nine dogs had good cars on the doglegs.

It is not far from the position of the crew here. Not a moment, Hong Dali has already seen Ding Chengzhi standing in front of the road.

When I got off the bus, Hong vigorously said hello: "Comrade, you have worked hard!"

"Hey, I am a young master, I can count you to come." When I saw the God of Wealth, Ding Chengzhi ran up: "I am afraid that you will not come today. The young master can sleep yesterday. Ok? Please come here, please, the crew is in front and is resting now."

“Reward!” Hong Dali expressed his satisfaction with his attitude: “Five thousand.”

At the moment, there are dog legs that pull out a dollar from the pocket, and "啪啪啪" is good: "Less master reward!"

"Xie Shaozhu!" Ding Chengzhi's face is laughing and blooming - such a generous boss, not much to see it!

The group immediately set off and walked, and Ding Chengzhi told Hong vigorously about the content of the play.

Although he is a music director, he is also a core member of the crew and is quite familiar with the whole scene.

The film they shot was originally called "Chasing the Wind", and of course it has now been changed to "Blast of the Wind", telling the story of how a teenager becomes a hero step by step. To put it simply, the storyline is flat. The story line is nothing more than a young man who has passed a man’s ability and then went to find a routine for revenge. He said that Hong was so sleepy.

In the story, the hero is called Long Xiangtian. When Hong Dali heard that the name almost didn't spit out, he didn't ask this question when he was at Li Nianwei's concert. Now I heard that this drama is really not a bandit.

Long Xiangtian, compared with Long Aotian is the gap between nine and a half and a pound.

Therefore, Hong Dali did not say a word: "The protagonist changed his name. If you don't change me, leave now!"

He is the authentic **** of wealth, Ding Chengzhi decisively promised: "A protagonist name, no problem! Then, what is the name of the lesser master?"

Hong vigorously replied: "Wait a minute, I will go to the place and look at the script."

"Okay!" Going forward again, I quickly saw the studio outside the Tianjing Mountain. The film field is not very large, but a few hundred square meters, with tracks, cameras, all kinds of lighting and sound, and a large group of actors standing in the costumes.

Ding Chengzhi said: "Oh, right here."

Hong vigorously looked at the actors in the audience. The first sentence was: "Are you not a science fiction film? Is this all a costume?"