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Chapter 393 No. [-] on the Forbes list
At 7:30 in the morning, the morning weather forecast is on TV.

"Extreme weather, climate and water events are becoming more frequent and intense in many parts of the world as a result of climate change."

The rivers and mountains of the motherland are very good.

The man smiled and said, "The snow-capped mountains in LS have had heavy rainfall recently, the snow has melted, and the snow lotus has ushered in bloom."

"Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only to report spring." The woman's voice was full of emotion: "Holy snow-capped mountains, snow lotus flowers are standing upright and blooming, full of life."

"After walking through the snow-capped mountains, we came to Qilian Mountains."

"The Qilian Mountains are precipitous, with deep gullies and ravines, making it difficult for birds to cross."

Precipitous and steep cliffs, herb pickers swinging ziplines, and women's voices are full of emotion: "The dangerous cliffs and extremely bad weather are rich in the precious honey of Qilian Mountain."

"At present, what we see are the two main peaks of Qilian Mountains, Zhuoer Mountain and Niuxin Mountain."

The ordinary and simple honey picker is quite shy, and he is full of praise: "I don't read much, and I don't have much culture, but, after 50 years, the taste is the same as before, delicious, very fragrant, soft and waxy, sweet, endless aftertaste, articulate Shengjin."

The woman regretted: "Unfortunately, only a few lucky people have the opportunity to taste this kind of honey."

"Passing through the Qilian Mountains, what we see now are the Loess Plateau and the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau."

"The Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau is a famous grain base in my country. It once produced very valuable Chinese medicinal materials. At present, this kind of Chinese medicinal materials is well-known throughout the country and is loved by the majority of netizens."

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil." The woman said with a smile, "The farmer uncle is working hard to sow seeds. One grain of millet is planted in spring, and ten thousand seeds are harvested in autumn."

"Academicians of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences revealed that the Academy of Agricultural Sciences is developing the latest medicinal materials, which are expected to be released in a year's time."

"Continuing to the southeast coast, past the rice fields in Sichuan and Chongqing, what we are seeing now is the hinterland of South China at a lower altitude."

"Earthquakes are serious in the hinterland of South China." The man frowned, worried: "The motherland has a vast territory, and the weather varies from place to place."

"The South China Plain is currently experiencing a once-in-a-century high temperature."

"Accompanied by a strong earthquake."

"The temperature continues to rise." The woman was depressed: "Many mountain forests and hilly areas have permanently destroyed vegetation. Even so, there are still heavy rainfall in some places."

"Many areas are still affected by flash floods and mudslides."

The gongs and drums are beating, and the gongs and drums are loud.

The dark-skinned man said: "Currently, we are holding a ceremony here to implore the Black Dragon King to show mercy and save all sentient beings."

"Black Dragon King?" The woman asked suspiciously: "The Black Dragon King is a feudal superstition, how credible is it? Have you ever seen the Black Dragon King?"

"I haven't seen it." The man was sweating profusely: "However, it is recorded in ancient books that the Black Dragon King can't see its shape, can't see its shape, has supernatural powers, can be dark and bright, can be thin or giant, can grow or be short, and the vernal equinox Climbing to the sky, diving into the abyss at the autumnal equinox..."

"You are feudal..." The woman snorted.

"Black Dragon King."

"It's the Black Dragon King!"

In the sky, the scenery clouds are surging, and the rays of light are shining, reflecting the mountains and rivers, and the ferocious, terrifying, and ferocious black dragon hisses and chant.

The black and bright dragon tail, the dragon beard facing the wind, the white clouds split in half, and on the ground, ten thousand acres of peach blossoms, the flowers are pink.

The Black Dragon King swung the dragon's tail, flying thousands of peach blossoms, and in an instant, the place was in chaos.

An angry dragon roared, with a huge dragon tail, whipping the earth.

"The Black Dragon King has appeared."

"Black Dragon King, the merciful Black Dragon King."

Mortals knelt down and kowtowed like garlic.

The black dragon king flogged at three o'clock in the noon, and the sun was shining, all the way to the south and east to the sea.

The earthquake in the South China Plain spread across the country with dull shaking.

The woman wiped the hot rain from her face, looked up, and it was raining heavily.

The people cheered, jumped and danced, thanking the Black Dragon King for his gift.

The woman said in a dazed voice: "The motherland is really vast, with a vast territory, full of wonders, and the scenery is beautiful."

Praise the motherland.

The end of the show.

The man and the woman smiled and said, "Thanks for listening, looking forward to seeing you next time."

The sun slanted through the gaps in the curtains.

Han Qiao woke up from the heat, sweating all over his body, and when he woke up, his chest was heavy. He moved his hand away from the arm that was pressing on his chest, and squeezed the mineral water.

"Snapped."

He just slapped her hand and called, "Sister, wake up, don't sleep."

Bed.

The woman has a muscular figure, long wavy hair, wet, covering half of her face, her cheeks are flushed, and her face is radiant.

His eyes were tired, his face was puzzled, and there was a voice in his throat: "Hmm."

Han Qiao shrugged, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Sister, it's already noon..."

Touching the woman's flat belly with his hand, he said warmly: "You are not hungry, is it still hungry?"

The woman's eyes were blank, and for a moment, her face was embarrassed, she lost her color, her body trembled, her head was buried in her arms, her hair covered her entire face, and a voice was squeezed in her throat: "Get lost."

"sister?"

"roll!"

"Sister, as the saying goes, one day..."

"boom……"

With a muffled sound, Han Qiao fell headfirst from the bed, resting on the pain in his buttocks, and shrugged his shoulders: "Sister, I'm leaving, remember to call me if you need it."

Glanced at the woman.

The calf, which was leaking outside, retracted into the bed like an electric shock, and bulged into a small white bag.

Not afraid of heat.

………………

"Brother Han."

"Brother Han, it's so early."

"Brother Han."

Han Qiao's spirit was very poor. Last night, he didn't sleep all night. He wanted to rest, so he planted seeds for several hours.

Total sleep, but 2 hours.

Like a wandering soul, he floated to the director's tent, fell on the cool chair, and just closed his eyes.

Ning Hao ran over in a hurry, full of enthusiasm, and shouted excitedly: "Brother Han, here is the schedule for the evening, please take a look, if there is any problem, by the way, there are a few shots, I want to discuss with you."

The play tonight.

Zhao Huaian, governor of the East Factory, is going to hire Ding Xiu played by Han Qiao to kill Jin Yichuan.

Jin Yichuan is Ding Xiu's younger brother, a life-and-death brother, so of course Ding Xiu will not do it.

Zhao Huaian was condescending, with a look of disdain: "A person like you will stick to brotherhood?"

Ding Xiu held the saber in both hands, and with a cynical smirk on the corner of his mouth, he said casually, "Elder-in-law, you misunderstood me, what I mean is..."

"I have to pay more!"

This line is perfect, it can be called the finishing touch, and it abruptly heightens Ding Xiu's brilliance.

Ning Hao's face was excited. This scene was directed by him. He was incomparable. He danced and shook the script: "Brother Han, I don't think Ding Xiu can kill Junior Brother. If he kills Jin Yichuan, his character design will not be perfect."

It would be a pity for Ding Xiu to die for such a cynical person who played tricks on his junior.

In movies, to show humanity, the most wonderful effect is contrast.

"You have to pay more."

Those three words made Ding Xiu have his own soul. If Ding Xiu was exposed in the end, he didn't want to kill his junior brother, but he had feelings for his junior brother.

Then.

The role of Ding Xiu really came alive.

Ning Hao is a play lunatic, he stayed up all night, he didn't sleep, he thought about it all morning, his dark circles were scary, but his eyes were bright, he shook the couch with both hands desperately, and called: "Brother Han, Brother Han, don't sleep, listen I said?"

"Don't make trouble." Han Qiao's butt turned towards Ning Hao, and Haqie said, "I haven't slept all morning."

"I haven't slept all morning either."

"I'm different from you." Han Qiao said in a daze, "You haven't slept all morning, and you haven't consumed it. I've run out of ammunition and food."

"???" Ning Hao's face was delicate, he got up, walked to the tent, turned back, and said earnestly: "Brother Han, I envy your talent, how can such a talent be wasted on a woman."

"Women are obstacles."

Ning Hao's eyes were serious, and he said seriously: "Brother Han, we have to focus on movies. Brother Chen Kai is not so easy to deal with."

Han Qiao is a genius!

The director, script, and soundtrack are all top-notch in the industry. Such a person is the Newton of the film industry.

He meows.

Pan Jinlian's pole fell, and Newton didn't think about "gravity", coveted beauty, and pondered "this woman is destined for me".

That's not in vain.

Han Qiao is "Newton", Ning Hao's heart bleeds, it's a pity, if he has a talent like Han Qiao.

woman.

Pooh.

I want to dedicate my whole life to the Huaxia film industry, with all my heart and soul.

Han Qiao was annoyed to death, buzzing, like a fly, glanced at him, and said sleepily: "If everything is irreparable, then it is beautiful to let it collapse."

"Isn't it?"

"Old Ning, if Ding Xiu doesn't kill Jin Yichuan, he loves Jin Yichuan, so what?"

"In this movie, Jin Yichuan's sense of existence is too low. If you want to impress the audience, you can only give him the most tragic love."

Commonly known as plot killing.

The love between Jin Yichuan and Zhang Yan is beautiful and restrained.

Jin Yichuan felt inferior to his own identity, and worried about his illness, fearing that he would not live long.

and so.

He secretly protected Zhang Yan, like a desperate person guarding a ray of light in a swamp.

There are too many such love stories. It can be said that all touching love in the world follows this pattern.

"You can't get it if you love it, and you can't get it if you ask for it."

Ding Xiu is Jin Yichuan's shadow, it is impossible for people to get rid of the shadow, and it is impossible for Jin Yichuan to get rid of Ding Xiu.

but.

If the shadows try to occupy the light, Jin Yichuan can only die, and at the hands of Ding Xiu.

Han Qiao flickered.

Patting Ning Hao on the shoulder, he said earnestly: "Lao Ning, we make movies for the box office in the end, and any decision we make must be based on profit."

Ding Xiu had two lines, which were brilliant.

Jin Yichuan is a little bit marginalized, he doesn't play well in the scene, he can only make the audience heartache from the "emotional" point of view.

Han Qiao didn't care about it himself, and the effect was much better by making Deng Chao popular.

Ning Hao looked thoughtful: "Brother Han, I understand."

"Lao Ning, there are plenty of movies. I recently had an idea called Xinhua Lufang." Han Qiao said with a smile: "Wang Xiaobao, Shen Teng, Xu Guangtou, our whole drama."

"The screenwriting team of the film script company is coming out, and when the time comes, you can shoot whatever you want!"

"Comedy?" Ning Hao thought for a while: "No problem."

………………

night.

Xiuchun blade market.

In a dark alley, it rained at night and the ground is wet.

Zhao Huaian, played by Chen Kun, is ambitious and skilled in martial arts, and he wants to restore the glory of Dongchang.

to this end.

Not hesitating to be Wei Zhongxian's dog, Wei Zhongxian stepped down, Zhao Huaian thought that the opportunity had come.

He did not hesitate to kill Wei Zhongxian in order to curry favor with the emperor, secretly, as Wei Zhongxian's adopted son, he secretly gathered Wei Zhongxian's forces in an attempt to control the court.

In shape.

Zhao Huaian perfectly reproduced Yuhuatian, the governor of the Lixi factory in "Flying Armor of the Dragon Gate".

Dressed in gorgeous clothes, riding a white horse, staring at me, said indifferently: "Ding Xiu, you are very good at martial arts, kill for me."

Han Qiao held the saber in both hands, with the dog's tail grass in his mouth, and said casually, "200 taels."

Received money.

Han Qiao's eyes were greedy, and he picked up the silver with his fingers. Under the moonlight, he looked at it carefully, put it on his teeth and bit it, with a satisfied look, and his greedy appearance was vivid, and asked, "Who will kill?"

"Jin Yichuan, the small banner official of Fusi, Beizhen."

"Who?" Han Qiao raised his voice, his eyes flashed coldly, as cold as a poisonous snake: "Elder-in-law, I think you misunderstood, don't you know that Jin Yichuan is my younger brother?"

The atmosphere suddenly became dull.

Ding Xiu's eyes were fierce, as if he would draw his sword at any moment and kill this outsider who tried to provoke the brotherhood.

Chen Kunyun was calm and breezy, holding the reins with his hands, condescending, and said flatly: "A person like you."

"Still care about these?"

"Eunuch, you misunderstood." Han Qiao looked distressed: "Eunuch, this person is my dear friend, brother."

Han Qiao tilted his head and looked cynically, with a smirk on the corner of his mouth, he spat and said, "I mean..."

"I have to pay more!"

in front of the monitor.

Ning Hao frowned slightly, watching the play.

Both Han Qiao and Chen Kun are young actors who have been famous for several years, and they are both famous for their acting skills.

The most outstanding thing about Han Qiao is his eyes. There is a saying in the industry: "Han Qiao has a pair of talking eyes."

The most outstanding thing about Chen Kun is his state. In any scene, Chen Kun's state is very familiar, which makes his performance easy.

The play of the two.

It can be said that Mars hit the earth, absolutely wonderful.

Ning Hao is actually very excited to be able to direct such a play.

did not expect.

"Crack." Ning Hao said: "Old Chen, relax a little bit, Zhao Huaian is invincible and ambitious, relax a bit, it's too tight."

to be frank.

In this scene, Chen Kun was a little phony, not that the scene was phony, but that Chen Kun was very phony in front of Han Qiao.

It's hard to describe.

When we were in school, everyone was afraid of seeing the teacher, but if we did, no matter what, we would be mentally short.

Chen Kun is in this state now.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Chen Kun apologized: "I'll adjust my status."

"Old Chen, what's the matter?" Han Qiao also noticed that something was wrong with Chen Kun. After thinking for a while, he said, "Old Ning, I'm with Lao Chen, so don't worry about the show."

"Old Chen, let's go."

The two walked to a remote place, the night was cool, Han Qiao touched it, but there was no smoke.

Chen Kun took out the cigarette.

The two lit up and smoked, and Han Qiao said easily, "Old Chen, this doesn't look like you anymore."

"Tell me, what's wrong?"

Han Qiao and Chen Kun have known each other for many years, and they have seen each other often since 2000.

Chen Kun, Huang Xiaoming, him, and Zhou Xun drank all the bars in Yanjing.

"Nothing."

It was dark at night, Chen Kun's face was very pale, his eyebrows were very thin, his makeup was feminine, and he was shaking soot.

"Old Chen..." Han Qiao sighed, he probably knew what Chen Kun was thinking.

simply say.

Chen Kun felt inferior.

That's right.

Chen Kun's impression has always been that of pride, indifference, and refined temperament.

hard to imagine.

Chen Kun will feel inferior.

However, he felt inferior.

The actor of the same period, Huang Xiaoming is now highly praised by Huayi, and he is about to become a first-line actor.

Zhou Xun is now one of the few actresses in the Mainland.

Not to mention Han Qiao, among the few, only Chen Kun has been tepid for so many years.

As the representative role, Han Qiao is all over the place.

Han Qiao put out the smoke, said directly, it was too hurtful, and said lightly, "Old Chen, I believe the role of Zhao Jingzhong will become your classic screen image."

Classic screen image.

It's so rare. An actor has a classic screen image all his life and is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. It can be said that his work was not in vain.

Chen Kun was stunned. He felt a little inferior when facing Han Qiao. Once upon a time, both of them were newcomers.

I am a big company in the Mainland, and Hanqiao is a small company, there is a world of difference.

Han Qiao also played a supporting role for him.

In a few years, Han Qiao became famous. Of course, he was not jealous. Han Qiao is good, of course he is happy.

That is.

Dreaming back in the middle of the night, feeling lost, for so many years, the people around me have turned into horns, and I am silent and unknown.

It has long been said that the latecomers will take the lead, and I still play four times.

He played with Han Qiao, and his heart felt sad.

Destiny, why did you play tricks on me, and when will I be successful.

"Old Han..." Chen Kun's words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say, and sighed: "I...you..."

"Old Chen." Han Qiao put his arms around Chen Kun's shoulders and looked directly at Chen Kun: "Believe me, the movie Xiuchundao will definitely be a success."

"Your Zhao Huaian will definitely be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."

"If it doesn't work." Han Qiao shrugged, leaning his arm against Chen Kun: "I'll urge Brother Xun to marry you."

"How about it, it doesn't hurt anyway."

"This..." Chen Kun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and suddenly said, "It's two different things."

"Old Chen." Han Qiao blew the evening breeze and said, "One day, you will be the best actor in the mainland."

"one day."

"You will marry Brother Xun."

The night sky is lonely, without stars.

Looking at the dark night sky, Chen Kun was speechless. After a moment, he smiled and said, "If there is such a day, Lao Han, I will take care of your wine from now on."

"All wine?"

"All wine."

"lifetime?"

"lifetime."

Han Qiao clenched his fists and said earnestly, "One word from a gentleman, one whip."

It was rare for Chen Kun to see Han Qiao so solemn. He knew in his heart that Han Qiao was trying to motivate him.

Touched in his heart, he pressed his fist against Han Qiao's fist, with a solemn expression on his face: "A word from a gentleman is hard to chase."

…………

The two returned to the set.

The play continues.

Looking at the monitor, Ning Hao saw that the play was proceeding in an orderly manner, extremely smooth, and said, "This is the real strength."

Finish filming.

It's 12 o'clock in the evening.

When Han Qiao returned to the hotel, his back was sore and tired.

Life discount!
Blood loss all over the body,

The dog furiously took out the black goji berries, picked up two or three, hesitated, paused, grabbed a handful, and chewed.

A bit bitter.

Frowning, Yang Tianzhen opened the door and ran in, bluffing: "Brother Han, it's terrible, it's terrible."

"What's the matter?" Han Qiao asked.

"Forbes China Celebrity List, this is it." Yang Tianzhen pulled the newspaper, eyes widened, pointed at the newspaper and said, "Forbes China Celebrity List has exposed Brother Han's income."

"There are 40000 million."

Han Qiao's face darkened, it's not a big deal, 40000 million is 4 million.

He earns almost that much.

but.

If there is, there is a problem with exposure. Huaxia has always been rich.

not to mention.

It is now 2004, and the monthly salary of ordinary people is only 1800.

What is the concept of 4 million a year!
Han Qiao could almost imagine that if this list was exposed, he would be severely impacted by public opinion.

He looked at the list with his eyes.

Good guy.

I am far ahead: Han Qiao, actor, 40000 million, income ranking 1
Yao Ming, sports, 12000 million, ranking 2 in income
Zhang Ziyi, actor, 2600 million, ranked 7th in income
Princess, music, 2800 million, ranking 5 in income
"..."

Jet Li, actor, 14000 million, income ranking 3
This is Nima's.

Jet Li, the Kung Fu Emperor, has an income of only 14000 million, and Han Qiao is twice his.

Forbes has a way of killing.

Han Qiao put down the newspaper and asked in a deep voice, "When did the newspaper come out?"

"6:00 p.m."

6 hours.

Han Qiao said: "Naive, contact the company to see if there is any big melon, if you can expose it, let's expose it."

(End of this chapter)