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, vigorously Young Master seems to have done another unfortunate thing.” Wang Mingyu looked at Hong Dali, who was laughing over there, swallowed his mouth and said: “Master remembers the car after the first time. The old man who hit the mirror doesn’t?”

“old man? That is 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 Every morning, I went to play boxing. What happened to him?”

Wang Mingyu said: “This is the old man, and today I knocked the rearview mirror down…”

“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 fogey is actually a master of martial arts!”

“Cough cough 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 70 seven.” Wang Mingyu Muran said: “And, his martial arts…” Here, 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, just a Messy Old Man who knocked out the rearview mirror of the powerful car, and looks very young. Are you old? And even you can’t beat?!” 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 is naturally conceivable.

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 fogey 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 is in the face of the invincible luck of Young Master” – the big Young Master of the Modu Mujia Muzi will be paralyzed.”

“Well, Muzi, this is a personal thing, with the same name as Liu Mingxin.” Hong Weiguo slowly said: “What happened to him?”

“Mu Ziyu is a Wu Chi, then the king old man accepted him as a discipline.” Wang Mingyu helplessly said: “Hong Dali also received the king old man as a subordinate. Now count, Muzi is considered to be a strong Young Master. Under the discipline, this generation is divided into a full-fledged generation. Moreover, “Wang Mingyu emphasized: “Wang old man personally arranged, called Muziyu to mix with the vigorous Young Master, the key moment to help vigorously Young Master to block the danger, It’s now a new bodyguard for Young Master.” He also insisted on emphasizing: “If you follow the method of Young Master, Muzi is now one of the young Master’s legs.”

“My God…” Hong Weiguo felt that the amount of information on this call was a bit big: “An inexplicable collision with the rearview mirror blows the old man, which is a master of martial arts. One is inexplicable and does not know that it is the wooden house of Tianjing.” Young Master, became one of the strong dog legs… I said Mingyu, wait for me to come back and prepare for me to save the heart pills. I feel like I have a risk of myocardial infarction.”

“…” Silenced, Wang Mingyu nodded: “Okay.”

Wang Mingyu finished the call, and Hong Dali just waved at him: “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 did you go to the crew?”

“Well,” Hong Dali 嘻嘻haha’s “Pa” screamed: “Hey, let’s see how the movie was made by the crew.”

Young Master Muzi’s humility is the first to open the way: “Please come first!” Then say: “Master, please.”

Hong Dali took Tang Muxin and swayed all the way to the car. Fortunately, Angel was very spacious. King and man and Muzi also sat up. The nine dogs had good cars on the doglegs.

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

Get off the bus and Hong Dali greets: “Comrade, you have worked hard!”

“Hey, I’m a young Master, I can count you.” When I saw the God of Wealth, Ding Chengzhi ran up: “I am afraid that you will not come today. Strong Young Master slept 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 is a dog’s leg that pulls out a pocket of money from the pocket. “pā pā pā” is good: “Young Master rewards!”

“Xie Young Master!” Ding Chengzhi’s face is laughing and blooming – such a generous Boss, not much to see!

The entire group immediately set off and walked, Ding Chengzhi told Hong Dali 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 teenager who broke his life and got an expert to pass on his skills. Then he went to find a routine for the enemy to avenge, saying that Hong Dali was sleepy.

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

Long Xiangtian is a gap of nine and a half and a pound compared to Long Aotian.

So Hong Dali doesn’t say a word: “The protagonist’s name has changed. If you don’t change me, leave now!”

He is the authentic god of wealth, Ding Chengzhi decisively promised: “A protagonist name, no problem! Then, what is the name of Young Master?”

Hong Dali as it should be by rights of replied: “First wait, go to the place and I will see 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 Dali looked at the actors who were full of the scene. The first sentence was: “Are you not a science fiction film? Is this all a costume?”