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Tsim Sha Tsui.

Hong Kong Island is crowded with people during the evening rush hour.

The streets were jammed with traffic, and the sound of horns and shouts was endless.

After work, Hong Kong Island is like a hypermarket with a switch activated, bustling with people and falling into a hustle and bustle.

Hua Ji stood at the crossroads, smiled and picked up an apple from the nearby fruit stand, and rubbed it on the long-faced horse boy's clothes.

"How much does it cost?" Huaji bit into the apple and looked at the busy traffic in front of him.

"Big brother, take it and eat it..."

The vendor swallowed fearfully, not daring to look at the dozens of young and Dangerous boys in front of him.

"Kacha kacha..."

Huaji turned his head and stared at the small vendor with a sudden smile, "What do you think I am? A beggar?" He patted the other person's face and sneered arrogantly, "Push to the street, now I ask you how much sanitation fees you have to pay me!"

He hated being treated as a beggar, just like when Xiang Sheng left him money to send him away.

He didn't know that Xiang Sheng didn't think he was a beggar!

…

In the recording room.

Zhou Hui-min is wearing a headset and talking to the microphone in front of her about some of the latest anecdotes and chicken soup for the soul. From time to time, she also skillfully inserts two pieces of music.

From time to time, listeners would use paging stations or telephones to interact. Radio stations in the 1980s were very interactive. They were no worse than later radio stations.

"Recently, a film called "The Birth of a..." was released on Hong Kong Island. The film is being screened at Debao Cinema and Antai Cinema. The film has a high reputation and the shots are very cool. Today, Vivian invited the director Wu Xiaozu to come.

Being a guest..."

Wu Xiaozu looked at the soft-voiced Zhou Hui-min in front of him, and he felt as if he was seeing a future network anchor. He was very afraid that Zhou Hui-min would suddenly perform a refrigerator jumping show, and then say "Let's go for Crown Beer..."

Think about Zhou Huimin calling Mai... Wu Xiaozu almost let himself go.

"Director Wu, please say hello to everyone..."

Zhou Huimin's eyes narrowed into crescents. It was as if her eyes had always been crescents, sometimes hazy and sometimes pretty. Until she met a scumbag, the crescents no longer crescent and she was completely confused.

Wu Xiaozu pursed his lips and smiled, pointing at Zhou Huimin's wheat. Seeing that the other party didn't care, he pulled the wheat towards him, his Dantian was lucky, and his voice was low.

"A few lines of names on the bluestone,

There are countless barren hills in Beimang,

Forefathers sow and later generations reap,

Talk about dragons fighting——"

Wu Xiaozu banged the table and shouted loudly through the microphone, "Tiger Fight!" Then he ignored the stunned people in the studio and continued calmly, "First time we meet, I am director Wu Xiaozu!"

…

Repulse Bay.

A certain literary girl was lying on the desk, with her melon butt lifted up, and she was tracing the copybook carefully. When the sound from the radio came out, the two melon buttocks tightened, the brush strokes were crooked, and the copybook was destroyed in an instant.

Already.

"For you who are listening in front of the radio, I may be just a passer-by in your life, but you are exactly the frame of my life at this moment. Maybe we met by chance and were strangers to each other, but within the ten seconds when I said this, you

, belongs to me——"

Lin Qingxia laughed as she listened, her cheekbones rising when she smiled, which was her trademark.

meet by chance?

A simple life?

It seems so! But it seems not.

Some people may have passed by each other, but they have deep memories.

Looking at the crooked words, she smiled.

She also smiled while looking at the radio.

She crossed her plump legs and smiled.

The sky smiles, the white clouds smile, and every eyelash smiles.

Why can't a thirty-year-old be as young as an eighteen-year-old?

This has nothing to do with affection or love, I just feel that there is a very interesting person in your life who keeps popping up inexplicably when you are most worried and makes you laugh inadvertently. You don’t know why you are laughing, it just feels funny.

Smiling and laughing, the tears are not so bitter.

The emotions of literary young women are always expressed in a very paradoxical state.

For some reason, she felt that her memory of this moment was particularly good.

When I picked up my pen, I naturally transcribed what Wu Xiaozu had just said on paper.

The writing is beautiful, because I am happy.

Don't ask why! If you tell a thirty-year-old woman why, you can only prove one truth: you are too young! Ahem...

…

In the radio recording studio, Director Wu continued to brag.

"The radio is our dialogue with each other, so the movie must be a fairy tale about adults. As the saying goes, there is true love in the world... Well, let's talk about my movie "The Birth of a Prefix" now!

"

Wu Xiaozu smiled, grabbed the microphone, and talked endlessly. His voice echoed throughout the recording studio. He seemed to be in a rush to start a solo tour.

"The gift you are listening to at this moment is like a shooting star on this autumn night, igniting light in the depths of my life. What this light returns to you is the movie "The Birth of a Prefix"!"

"A friend just called and said that he likes to travel but doesn't have time to watch movies. I want to tell you that people don't travel when they run out. Going to watch a movie quietly is also a trip.

What is travel? Travel is experience, the exploration of thinking, the pursuit and touching the unknowing unknown. These are all travel! I advise this friend who has no time to watch movies to watch "The Birth of a Prefix". You

You will find that this is not the journey of your life!"

"Lost in love? Many times, the beginning of love is just a glance, and the end of love is often the endless sky. Listener, you might as well listen to a favorite song or watch a wonderful movie. I recommend you to watch it

"The Birth of a Prefix."

Zhou Hui-min looked at Wu Xiaozu blankly, feeling like he was watching a legend. If the producer hadn't inserted an advertisement, Zhou Hui-min would have forgotten that he was the music jockey and the other party was just a guest.

Wu Xiaozu also didn't know that a certain literary young woman with a melon-shaped body had transcribed every word of her words on paper, which she could remember more clearly than he could.

My elder sister Lao Wang didn't remember it. She liked to hear Wu Xiaozu tell her face to face.

Look, you are handsome and tall, and girls over 170 are acting coquettishly at you. Wu Xiaozu used his face to survive.

…

Tsim Sha Tsui Cinema.

"Ha, don't blame me, boss, for not giving you a chance to take over!"

Huaji stepped aside, pointed to the crowded theater not far away, and raised the corner of his mouth, "The opportunity is before you, you make your own decision how to choose."

The big characters on the poster in front of the theater are particularly conspicuous.

The long-faced boy stared at the theater with gleaming eyes, waved behind him, and a group of young and Dangerous boys cheered and cheered as they walked towards the theater. He believed that he would be rich and prosperous if he took this step!

"Life and death have a destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven! Do you have a destiny?"

Hua Ji smiled coldly, turned around and left. The leaving Ma Zai didn't see his sneer, because he firmly believed that he would be destined to enjoy happiness. The last young and Dangerous boy who thought this way had a lot of grass on his grave. Sorry, this is true.

Flaw, because from beginning to end, the grave was not found!

"Click——"

The departing Huaji was not seen. Not far across the street, in a silver Mercedes-Benz, the driver in a black suit took a photo of the scene with a camera.

Just at the corner of the street, a fat man also took a picture of this scene. He shook the camera and smiled brightly.

Flowers bloom and bring wealth? The Yan family is rich? It’s so profound that no one seems to be able to understand it in their lifetime!

Life and death, destiny and wealth are in heaven! Who really understands?

…

The time goes back a few days. (Chapter 98, that was the first paragraph of the two-part series. This is the second paragraph!)

"Are you crazy?"

Jiang Zhiqiang chewed his cigar and stared at Wu Xiaozu, "If you do this, be careful of getting pregnant! Last time you did Lin Qingxia, this time you want to do airplanes..." As he said this, he glanced at Liang Gaohui and Jiang Jiahua, leaned over and whispered. Voice of advice.

"You are the porcelain now, and the other party is the tiles. Is there any reason why the porcelain should touch the tiles?"

"Blue and white porcelain...hehehe..."

Wu Xiaozu leaned back and looked at Jiang Zhiqiang with a squinting smile. He smiled until the other person looked uncomfortable, and then he said, "It doesn't matter if it's a piece of porcelain or a tile. After all, I'm still an earthen jar that holds water. The other party wants me to be well. Damn, I have no reason to sit back and wait for death. Do you really want to see me, the general, die on the battlefield, Mr. Jiang?"
To be continued...