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Chapter 304

"Mom, you still said that my little lazy cat, the sun is already high."

As the curtains were opened, the sun slanted from the treetops. In the bedroom, Liu Yifei stretched, full of energy, threw herself on the bed, jumped into the quilt, hugged Liu Xiaoli's waist, and creaked and laughed.

"What time is it?" Liu Xiaoli's temples were disheveled, a little weak, her hair stuck to her fair cheeks, her skin was pale and rosy, her eyes were slightly squinted, lazy and charming.

"It's almost ten o'clock." Liu Yifei pouted her delicate nose. It smelled weird. She sniffed it like a kitten, and shouted, "Mom, what does it smell like? Why is it so weird?"

"Huh?" Liu Xiaoli woke up in an instant, pushing her precious daughter with both hands, her cheeks were flushed, and she growled, "It's so big, and you keep throwing yourself into your mother's arms. It's shameful, but get out quickly."

"By the way, Han..." Liu Xiaoli glanced at her precious daughter, as if nothing had happened: "Has Han Qiao left?"

"He left early." Liu Yifei coquettishly said, "No, mom, is your foot better?"

"I made noodles in the morning." Liu Yifei lifted his chin and squinted his eyes.

You stinking girl.

Liu Xiaoli's face turned cold in an instant: "Usually I don't see you so diligent, and you don't get out of bed while the sun is drying your ass.

"Go out, it's annoying to see you."

"mom."

"go out!"

"Hmph." Liu Yifei got out of bed angrily, stomped her feet, and went out, her face swollen into a little bun.

Mom looks so good, but has such a bad temper.

eccentric.

With a "bang", the bedroom door was closed by Liu Yifei willfully.

Liu Xiaoli leaned against the head of the bed, frowned, and sighed for a while, looking out of the window, dazed.

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"Old Han, are you here?" Gao Qunshu was obese, unable to bear the sweltering heat, his tight white blouse was drenched, and his fat head and big ears saw Han Qiao, panting heavily: "This is the crew's expenses for this month."

"Brother Gao, you can just watch it." Han Qiao didn't care, the finance was also reviewed by the on-site producer.

"Okay, let's look at the landlady again?" Gao Qunshu smiled, sat down, looked at the computer, and slapped his fat hand on his thigh: "Old Han, you are in trouble."

"How to say?"

"This week, Liming is a famous film critic. The Film Critics Association knows it. He is the vice president."

"Am I poking a hornet's nest?"

"Basically, the most important thing is that he has a good relationship with Huayi."

Gao Qunshu slid down the mouse, clicked his tongue and said, "I think this week's Liming is Xiangzhuang's sword dance, which is aimed at Peigong."

Han Qiao took out a cigarette: "Brother Gao, tell me in detail."

Gao Qunshu lowered his head and took a puff of cigarette: "You know, I have a good relationship with Huayi, that is you, I don't bother to talk about others."

Fat fingers poked the screen: "Hua Yi has a sense of crisis. Your first film did well at the box office and beat Feng Xiaogang. If Feng Xiaogang's huge investment fails this time, it will be difficult for Hua Yi to gain the momentum she has now. gone."

Huayi is the leader in the Beijing circle, and he says what he says. The strong rise of Pangu Film and Television is almost Huayi's old way, one star leads one.

One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers.

"Your movie is difficult." Gao Qun Shu put out the smoke, Han Qiao is good, but compared with Hua Yi, there is no doubt that ants and elephants.

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover." Han Qiao patted Gao Qun's shoulder: "Brother Gao, accompany our media friends these few days, and take a good look around this mountain city."

"Okay, I can't help you with other things, this buddy is good at it."

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The media group's visit this time is under the banner of exchange and learning. As the name suggests, the focus is on exchange.

Eat and drink.

Hanqiao has spent a lot of money. There are not many tourist attractions in the mountain city, almost all of which are in districts and counties. The car pick-up and drop-off, tourist accommodation, and up and down arrangements are properly arranged.

Three days later.

Hongyadong Scenic Area.

Hongya Cave is located on the bank of the Jialing River. It is built along the river by the mountains. At 6:00 in the evening, the lanterns come on, the lights of the stilted buildings are bright, and the prosperity of the riverside is reflected in the river, which is beautiful.

Han Qiao inspected the set.

Hongya Cave was renovated this year, and relevant departments intend to create a cultural name card for CD City. Han Qiao's filming this time can be said to be a green light all the way.

The Qiansimen Bridge was closed, and all the people on the bridge were tourists.

Live action.

"Brother Han, how do I look like?" Wang Fei looked excited when she was filming for the first time. This time, she played a role in a 5-second shot.

"Aren't you dressed like usual." Han Qiao looked up and down: "How are you playing these days?"

"Hey, that's great. We're all going to go back and praise the unknown."

"Brother Han, get ready." The scene manager was sweating profusely. Tonight was a big scene, and coordination alone was busy.

"Okay." Han Qiao turned his head to Wang Fei and said seriously, "Brother, whether I live or die in this movie depends on you."

"Don't worry." Wang Feika patted the photo, her fair nose pouted: "I'm the ace agent."

Wang Fei is a warm and cheerful girl. With her around, the media team has double insurance.

Han Qiao walked to the director's area.

All departments are ready and in place.

With his order, the entire production crew was running instantly.

........................

Curly received a text message from Zhenzhen, and made an appointment to meet at Hongya Cave. When he arrived at Hongya Cave, there were crowds of people and festive tourists everywhere.

I don't know.

at this time.

Several agile undercover agents had already been watching him, and the voice in the headset was calm: "Don't worry, the fish is hooked."

under the bridge.

Play and sing.

The underworld swaggered through the market, with white spirit banners, Gao Ming's black and white photos held high, pushing a tricycle, and a loudspeaker broadcasting: "Gao Ming won't pay his debts, he will die and die."

The red God of Wealth doll moved clumsily with the flow of people, and the heart-piercing guitar singing came from a distance: "An excellent person like me"

"Should have lived a splendid life."

"How did it last for more than 20 years?"

"Still floating in the sea of ​​people."

"..."

The little kid is holding the balloon, pulling his mother and shouting: "Mom, mom, it's a wrinkle wheel, it's a wrinkle wheel"

Jay Chou hugged the guitar, his long hair covered his eyes, he squatted down, and took out a small windmill from his arms, and said coolly, "It's Jay Chou, not Jay Chou."

The red God of Wealth doll looked at the little girl jumping and jumping innocently. He lowered his head and took out 100 yuan from his arms in a panic, saying in a buzzing voice, "Young man, find a factory to make screws. Singing is not suitable for you." you."

Patting Zhou Jielun on the shoulder, the God of Wealth doll muttered: "I miss my daughter so badly."

The flow of people suddenly panicked.

The God of Wealth doll looked at the front from a distance. The tall and straight high school student was holding a shotgun. Standing beside him was his daughter.

In an instant.

The God of Wealth doll took off his headgear and hissed loudly: "What are you still doing?"

"Damn it, it turns out that you stole my gun."

Han Qiao's eyes were fierce, the shotgun was pointed at the underworld's head from a distance, and he gritted his teeth: "Liu Wu, I will kill you today."

The girl next to her was wearing a simple ponytail, she was pure and charming, her eyes flustered, and she threw herself on Han Qiao: "Gao Xiang, have you forgotten your dream of becoming a policeman?"

"Some people don't have a choice."

Han Qiao turned his head, his eyes were broken for a moment, he smiled, pushed the girl to the ground, and was about to shoot.

"Do not."

With a shrill cry and a gunshot, the whole world fell silent for an instant, and immediately, the scene became chaotic.

The girl covered her head in fright, opened her eyes for a while, and the heavy back of the man in front of her slowly fell to the ground. The girl was stunned: "Dad."

"What are you doing here..."

The man looked down at his abdomen, his breath was weak, and his voice was low: "Okay...good reading...don't...don't imitate me..."

"dad……"

"Dad...I beg you...I beg you don't talk..."

The girl desperately covered the man's wound with both hands, but the blood couldn't stop flowing out, her tears were like beads: "Dad...Dad...you wake up..."

"Dad...look...look...I haven't changed my name" The girl took out the textbook from her schoolbag, her bloody finger made Bai Jie's textbook messy, and pressed the bloody finger print on the name: "Dad...look ah……"

Han Qiao didn't expect to kill Ma Xianyong with a single shot, his eyes flustered for a moment, he dropped the gun, took out his mobile phone from his arms tremblingly, and the phone beeped: "Answer the phone...quickly answer the phone..."

The days seem like years, and the second hand is ticking.

at last.

The call is connected.

"Someone in Hongyadong shot heavily, bleeding profusely, the wound is in the abdomen, the location is under Hongyadong, hurry up..."

"Speed ​​up your mother."

"Little bunny."

At some point, the underworld picked up the gun, slapped the phone flying, and crushed it with one foot. The gun landed on Han Qiao's head, and with a big pocket, Han Qiao's eyes were slapped with gold stars, and the gun butt hit Han Qiao's head hard. After a while, Han Qiao softened to the end, stepped on Han Qiao's head with a 38-yard foot, and pointed the gun to his temple: "Little bastard, can't you? You dare to shoot. You are just as good as your good-for-nothing father."

Han Qiao spat blood and said, "Call an ambulance, call an ambulance."

"Call you motherfucker."

"I will beat you to death today."

At this time.

The white-haired old man went against the crowd, knelt down on his knees, and wailed and begged: "Let him go, he is still so young, I beg you to let him go..."

"Let your mother go, you're so old." The underworld gave the younger brother a look, and several people punched and kicked him.

........................

The play is tense and exciting.

Wang Fei was holding the child, and the child was holding the balloon, watching the excitement. She used to think that filming was easy, but now she found that filming was too hard.

Just say the underworld slap.

Fan back and forth seven or eight times.

It was really hard work. Seeing Han Qiao's handsome face bruised and then stepped on the ground by a size 38 shoe, the old man was even more dedicated to his work.

The entire crew is like gears, spinning rapidly and tightly and regularly.

Seriousness was written all over his face.

Wang Fei looked down at the child without even thinking about it. She was holding the child's head between her slender legs and fiddling with the camera.

The child had a lollipop in his mouth, his round cheeks were squeezed by two plump legs, his pink face was rolled into a ball, his facial features were close together, his little hands were holding it, and his round black eyes were mournful.

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The underworld doesn't want to.

Some people are daring.

Looking at the glasses with a dark face and holding up the gun, he asked the younger brother: "Are we the underworld, or are they the underworld, is there any law?"

The old man was kind to him. The man walked on three legs, and he would repay his favor. He held his gun stubbornly, tilted his head and smiled: "I don't care if you are black or not, fuck you, I'm still a robber."

"Lao Zishu to three, put down the gun for me."

"Little brother, be careful when you're so crazy." The underworld held up the gun, walked up to the glasses step by step, pointed both guns at the head, and the underworld "spit" spit on the face of the glasses: "Shoot, you brat!" .”

Glasses didn't expect the underworld to be so stubborn, his hands trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to shoot if he really wanted him to.

The barrel of the gun was cold, and the black muzzle had a pungent smell of sulfur, and phlegm flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The underworld sneered: "Just like you, you are also a robber. Don't say it, you are not a stupid thief who robbed a mobile phone store and shot a model."

"As far as your IQ is concerned, don't be a robber. Find a factory to make screws from [-] to [-], find a woman to have a son, and continue to make screws after [-]."

"You are here..." The underworld yelled frantically...

"boom."

Fireworks exploded in the sky.

The underworld touched his forehead, his hands were wet, and he stared at his glasses: "Damn it, you really shot."

"Boss."

The underworld boy drew a knife, and he was about to kill him without saying a word.

Curly carried the plastic bench, Zhenzhen carried the broom, and rushed up without hesitation.

"What are you doing, put your hands up!"

"Squat down, put your head in your hands, what are you doing, run, you run again for me."

Sirens pierced the night sky.

Camera switch.

Wang Fei took the little girl by the hand, and the little girl blinked cutely, with a childish voice, laughing and grabbing her mother's hair: "Mom, mom, the gun went off, the gun went off."

Wang Fei pinched the little girl's chubby cheeks: "It's the fireworks."

"look."

With the fingers pointing out, the singing and dancing are peaceful, the bright neon reflections are reflected in the river, and the sky full of fireworks explodes, colorful.

People and their lives.

We are born different.

Looking at the big pure iron ring in his hand, the glasses forced a smile: "Happy newlyweds."

Curly put her arms around Zhenzhen: "Don't worry, your parents are my parents."

"Thank you." Zhenzhen smiled happily.

next moment.

The curly hair was pushed to the ground, his hands were firmly behind his back, and with a click, the iron bracelet was firmly worn on his wrist.

The two brothers were silent.

Gao Xiang committed manslaughter.

Glasses manslaughter.

Curly robs and goes to jail.

Zhenzhen lost her support, and the ending can be imagined.

Ma Xianyong died.

The underworld is dead.

Maiyi looked at her father lying quietly in the black bag, and when the bag was closed, she lost her father and mother.

Ma Jiaqi woke up from his sleep.

The sun is setting outside.

The whole room was shrouded in bright sunlight, her hair was shining brightly, and the ring given by the glasses was shining. As the setting sun set, the whole room fell into dead darkness.

Be it sunshine or night.

She can't go anywhere.

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"Old Han... have a look."

"Okay, Brother Gao, take more shots with white space." Han Qiao clutched the ice bag, his whole face was bruised, he gritted his teeth, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Checked out the crew.

Hurrying to the media group, Han Qiao threw an ice pack from far away: "Thank you, thank you."

Han Qiao was still in costume, rustic and embarrassed. The media group filmed a scene in a daze, but it ended inexplicably. They looked at Han Qiao's injured face with a dazed expression.

about to speak.

A female fan rushed over and cried, "Xiaoqiao, you are hurt."

Han Qiao waved his hand: "It's all for the show."

oops.

The media came back to their senses in an instant, the camera froze for a while, how touching, the number one young student in the country was seriously injured for the play, and the fans cried in distress...

Who said that Hanqiao movies are rubbish...

Such a dedicated actor, such a professional crew, such a touching plot, so much soil...

"Brother Han, look at the camera."

Han Qiao pursed his lips and smiled, and the photo was frozen.

The interview is over.

Han Qiao waved his hand: "My friends from the media have worked hard, I won't return tonight if I don't get drunk..."

"Brother Han is too polite."

"Should be."

"Brother Han, don't worry, we've seen it with our own eyes, this movie is sure to be a hit at the box office."

"Thank you for your blessings."

After entertaining friends from the media, Han Qiao turned to Xiao Wang and said, "Xiao Wang, write down the addresses and send a pennant back to thank them for their contribution to this drama."

Xiao Wang nodded in admiration.

The pennant is a few dollars, but after receiving the pennant, the mentality is different.

to be honest.

If the box office exceeds [-] million, go home during the Chinese New Year and brag that the film I have collaborated with Han Qiao will exceed [-] million.

You want evidence.

Check out this pennant.

Drink a few more glasses of wine.

Even if it is not for Han Qiao, but for their own bragging, these media will crazily brag about "The Unknown".

………………

"Jay Lun."

"Han Bridge."

Jay Chou was abducted by Han Qiao. On September 9th, the two recorded "Girls' Generation". Thanks to Han Qiao's show idea, Jay Chou confessed to Jolin Tsai.

Jolin Tsai had long had a crush on this shy and talented young man, so he agreed with the flow. The double Js fit together, and Han Qiao felt a sense of accomplishment.

original time and space,
Jay Chou and Jolin Tsai have been in love for a short time, this time, I hope they will have a good result.

"How does it feel to make a movie?"

"Very good." Jay Chou covered his eyes with his hair, and said coolly, "But I still like directors, Han Qiao, what do you think of me directing movies?"

"kindness?"

Jay Chou making movies?

Don't say it.

Golden Horse and Golden Statue Best New Actor.

Han Qiao was a little embarrassed: "Of course there is no problem. With your talent, the movie will definitely make money."

"It's not as good as you said." Zhou Jielun was in a good mood, and he rarely put his arms around Han Qiao: "I really want to shoot at that time, remember to come and help me."

"no problem."

"Hey, brother, if you can make a movie with one song, wouldn't it be amazing?"

"You said it right from the bottom of my heart." Zhou Jielun looked at Han Qiao, his confidant was hard to find: "I had this idea a long time ago, the MVs are too ugly."

"At that time, I will play the villain."

"Jie Lun, what do you think of my filming?"

"Very powerful." Zhou Jielun looked at Han Qiao's body full of injuries: "I really never thought you could be so dedicated."

"Right." Han Qiao laughed: "Jie Lun, you have so many fans, tell me, if you were beaten up like me, would the fans be very distressed? If the fans are distressed, the box office would be high. "

"It makes sense."

"That's right." Han Qiao squeezed his fist and hammered Zhou Jielun, and the achievement was about to be achieved.

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Hongyadong is the final drama.

After filming the big show.

The crew continued to polish other shots. A movie is only more than 80 minutes long, and it took almost several months to shoot it, and it took hours to polish the shots for almost a second.

Han Qiao paid close attention to the announcement of "The Unknown", and the effect was not bad. The media group had a lot of first-hand information, and the leaked news aroused heated discussions among netizens.

offline.

Newspapers with a friendly relationship between Times Star and China Film Group, with overwhelming publicity.

mid-December.

Chongqing is still hot.

The crew is about to wrap up.

this day.

Han Qiao was filming, and the staff came to inform: "Brother Han, Jiang Wenli and Xu Qing are here to visit the set, they are just outside the set."

Han Qiao was taken aback.

Jiang Wenli visited the class, there is something else to say, after all, her husband Gu Changwei was carrying a camera, and Xu Qing came over, which was a bit subtle.

The relationship between Han Qiao and Xu Qing can't be said to be good, there used to be a little grudge, even if it is said, it is still the same as the well.

"You tell Director Gu."

Han Qiao turned his head: "Xiao Wang, order a table of hot pot."

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Outside the crew.

Two gorgeous peonies competed for fragrance. Jiang Wenli was wearing a lace foreign hat, a floral dress, white sandals, and red nail polish on her toes.

The temperament is rich and bright.

Xu Qing might as well give way, a white light shirt, a white belt tied around her slender waist, light blue hot pants, and a pair of well-proportioned and slender legs are eye-catching. Jiang Wenli is a classmate, and said "Chinese opera double flower."

Holding a small white umbrella, Xu Qingsu fanned the wind with her hands, and her bare snow-white shoulders were dripping with sweat.

Jiang Wenli carried her bag and smiled with red lips: "Okay, it's good to go out for a walk."

"Isn't Chongqing beautiful?"

"It's just too hot." Xu Qing pursed her lips and looked at the river in front of her eyes: "The water is gone, tell me, how is the fish in it now?"

"Oh my sister, you still care about fish at this moment."

"You care about it."

"I have nothing to care about, it's just a scandal."

"That's right." Jiang Wenli raised her eyelids, Xu Qing had too many gossips, and the third and fourth were all normal.

"By the way, why did your old Gu really become a photographer for Han Qiao?"

"Hey..." Jiang Wenli frowned slightly: "So what about the number one photographer in the country? After all, he is just carrying the camera. This time I will be the photographer for Han Qiao. I hope there will be changes."

"Or the peacock script?"

"That's right, who knows what Lao Gu thinks, all he thinks about is this movie."

"Okay, Han Qiao and the others are here."

When Xu Qing looked over, her eyes couldn't help but brighten. Han Qiao was tall and straight, with an outstanding temperament. After so long, he behaved gracefully.

What a young man.

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Han Qiao was so hot that his crotch was covered with sweat. He was swinging a big pendulum, saw Xu Qing from a distance, and said with a smile, "Teacher Xu, sister, you are all welcome to visit the set."

"Please come in."

"It's too hot today, Chongqing is no better than Yanjing." Han Qiao turned his head enthusiastically, and smiled at Jiang Wenli: "Sister, Brother Gu is looking at the camera, let me take you there."

Jiang Wenli frowned slightly, held on to her hat, and was so angry that her wife came, and she was very interested in looking at the camera, her red lips pursed into a smile: "Han Qiao, excuse me, don't delay the shooting."

"Sister, what are you talking about?"

"Flourishing plants are shining." Han Qiao smiled: "Sister, school is not busy recently."

Xu Qing squinted her eyes, keenly aware that something was wrong with Han Qiao. Jiang Wenli was Gu Changwei's wife, and she called her sister so affectionately. She glanced at herself and then at Jiang Wenli, a little unconvinced: "Han Qiao, what are you talking about?" When is it time to kill?"

"almost."

Han Qiao looked at Xu Qing, and he was honest with me. Psychologically speaking, when two beauties are together, no matter how good their relationship is, they will still compare secretly. This is why the girlfriends of beautiful girls are always less beautiful.

Xu Qing's character is that of a young girl. She is young at the age, so how can she tolerate herself being inferior to Jiang Wenli.

Han Qiao spoke very concisely, intentionally giving Xu Qing a cold feeling.

(End of this chapter)