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Looking at the two people leaving, one strong and one thin, one white and one black, Wu Xiaozu's eyes showed a bit of hope and smile.

I feel more and more that life is impermanent and elusive.

This attitude is not appreciation, because Wu Xiaozu never felt that he was a bole. It seems more appropriate to describe him as sincere sympathy or appreciation.

What about those who are reborn? They still have to eat food one bite at a time, and lose fat one pound at a time. Women...

The original schedule of movies was enough for a reborn person to drink a cup of it.

Taking a look at this changing era, the "views" of the previous life may only be superficial. Perhaps one day in future generations, overwhelming black materials about Lin Qingxia will appear on the Internet!

But how many people understand the reason? If there are really people who are reborn later and follow the pictures, they will definitely be tricked by the "aboriginals" into terracotta warriors and horses.

The biggest golden finger of rebirth is [3Q Chinese www.xbshu.cn] vision, not IQ, charm, or other halos of destiny.

Wu Xiaozu was neither a Virgin nor a priest. He was just a gambler who was willing to admit defeat and stand upright after being beaten.

Even if he were to come back to this life again, he would still only be able to live one life. If he loses, he will accept it, but if he wins, he will laugh! Is it true that phone calls can be archived?

His only advantage is that he can see farther, not more accurately.

"Do you really look at them like this?" Jiang Zhiqiang asked curiously.

"It doesn't matter if you watch it or not, at least a hundred thousand won't be wasted." Wu Xiaozu replied with a smile, "The main thing is to start the show quickly. There are ready-made actors, so why not?"

When he saw Wu Zhenyu and Liu Qingyun looking in despair, he suddenly thought of the impermanence of life.

In an instant, an alternative movie about gangsters came to mind.

The movie in my memory was filled with a lot of experimental elements, and even the picture quality was very poor.

But it is undeniable that it is indeed an excellent movie. The play is called: "The Birth of a Prefix".

Among Chinese gangster-themed movies, this drama is unique and extremely special. This drama also tells the story of reincarnation and the impermanence of life.

Does this theme sound familiar? Yes, this argument is very similar to Wu Xiaozu's adaptation of "The Chamber of Fear"!

In this way, Wu Xiaozu's much investment and preparation in the early stage of "The Chamber of Fear" will not be wasted.

Because in Wu Xiaozu's version, "The Chamber of Fear" is also a thriller movie wrapped in "choice determines life" and "karma and fate".

There are many similarities between the two, which saves investment and time in new plays. You don’t have to worry about the initial investment of hundreds of thousands being wasted!

From a fundamental point of view, this is conducive to the continuous filming of new dramas.

Of course, a very important point is that Wu Xiaozu liked this story very much.

This story fits his character as a gambler.

Choice determines your life! Be a responsible person!

When a gambler bets, is the excitement and expectation in his heart not a choice? Wu Xiaozu prefers the theme of "choice". He finds this very interesting and in line with his state of mind.

On a rainy night in 1982, he chose to go to jail, so now he is sitting here talking about movies and has a promising future.

What kind of life would it have been if he had chosen to run away?

The realistic version of "choice determines life" is Wu Xiaozu himself.

Back then, he was also trapped in his own choices. Fortunately, he made the right bet!

If there is no news about the film classification system, Wu Xiaozu chooses to temporarily shelve the movie "Horror Chamber", he will not ask for trouble, and will definitely choose to make horror movies to continue making money. In that case, it is very likely that he will embark on a thrilling money-making journey.

the way.

If Wu Zhenyu and Liu Qingyun had not seen the unlucky appearance of Wu Zhenyu and Liu Qingyun, the impermanence of life and the changing attitude of the world, Wu Xiaozu would not have thought of this gangster story full of black humor.

if there is not……

The most valuable thing in life is "if", and the most terrible thing is "no". When the valuable and the terrible are combined, there is a "choice". Go left or go right, your choice?

At the same time, what attracted him to this drama was the trick of fate in the world. For example, when he came to Hong Kong Island, it was a trick of fate.

Is rebirth more pleasurable than having a beautiful Bichi working hard to give you a tit, mouth and mouth during the Chinese Valentine's Day? Nine out of ten men will not choose to be reborn when faced with the opportunity of having tits, mouth and mouth. Of course, they will definitely regret it after having fun.

…

One foot is on the bed and the other foot is in a pool of blood. Isn't it a trick of fate?

Since you can make a story you like without cutting losses, why not?

For Wu Xiaozu, gangster dramas should not only include Chow Yun-fat, but also cats and dogs. Not all of the gang members are heroes, but more of them are little people who just follow the crowd.

As a boss, I will be pointed in the nose by the police and scolded by the police, and my boss Qiu will also lie dead. Life is impermanent, and karma brings retribution.

Wu Xiaozu did not believe in gods and Buddhas, but he believed in cause and effect.

He likes this story about the impermanence of the world and full of choices. It is so interesting that you can’t help but want to film it.

"In three days, I will organize and start the film!" Wu Xiaozu nodded to Jiang Zhiqiang, and then said to himself, "Good luck, let's have chicken tonight!"

"Okay, I'll treat you to Su Ji's roasted chicken rice!" Jiang Zhiqiang said with a smile.

"Haha, it looks like I'm done eating this chicken!"

Wu Xiaozu did not explain that one chicken is not the other chicken. He always felt that there was a strange fate in the dark. It happened that the movie was not rated well, so there was a rumor, and then it led to this movie. It seems that God is always letting him make a choice.

God is like a big banker, letting you make a choice time and time again. If you buy it and leave it, life or death depends on you. In addition to having the courage to bet, you must also be responsible.

"It's no problem to call the chicken." Jiang Zhiqiang smiled knowingly, and his demeanor as a playboy emerged again.

…

On Queen's Avenue, a group of evil-minded ghost guys and "second devils" are preparing to welcome the mistress to "come to the anus" with lights and decorations. In fact, they are just deceiving themselves and others.

There was a lot of excitement on both sides of the road, with Union Jack flags hanging there like crosses. I forgot that this is Chinese land.

A night tour bus was moving slowly, on the open-air top floor, Wu Zhenyu was holding a glass bottle of Coke soda, biting the straw in his mouth, leaning his head on Liu Qingyun's shoulder, contentedly.

"Do you think the director named Wu Xiaozu is reliable?"

Liu Qingyun sat upright, holding a Coke bottle in his hand, biting the straw, took a sip, and said expressionlessly, "He is Sister Shao's friend."

"Better roads and bridges are always friends! Who says friends can't cheat you?"

Wu Jinyu's cross-eyed eyes showed a sly expression, he lightly arched his friend with his shoulders, and asked for credit with a proud smile on his face, "Do you know why I need to be paid? I heard from that ghost guy Ah Seng that many actors come out to shoot movies, and in the end they even get paid.

I can’t even get it.”

"Have you ever watched "The Butcher on a Rainy Night"? It has a box office of tens of millions! This film was shot by director Wu Xiaozu Wu." Liu Qingyun sucked on the coke, tilted his head and asked calmly, "Do you think it will delay your wages?"

"It doesn't matter, I haven't seen anything anyway." Wu Zhenyu bit the straw and sucked the Coke hard, but found that the glass bottle was empty. He raised his head and glanced at Liu Qingyun, "Just grab whatever you have..."

"If you don't have anything to fish for, just fish for mud?"

With a dark face, Liu Qingyun held the Coke in front of Wu Zhenyu's eyes with skillful movements.

Wu Zhenyu naturally took out the straw of his soda bottle, inserted it into Liu Qingyun's soda bottle, silently bit the straw and continued drinking. The two of them cooperated very well.

"The world is declining!"

An old woman in a double-breasted blue shirt sitting behind picked up the vegetable basket and spat in disgust, with a trace of contempt and condemnation in her eyes. Then she hugged the vegetable basket and ran to the next floor.

"Suck..."

The two of them continued to smoke soda together as if no one was around, very calmly.

"Does Grandma suspect that I'm gay?" Wu Zhenyu reacted slowly, turned his head and blinked his eyes with confusion.

"You are inherently crooked."

Liu Qingyun pushed Wu Zhenyu's head away, pointed at his permed middle parting, and then nodded at his own dark side parting, "So I say, straight ones are more eye-catching and more beautiful. Men are average whether they are long or not, in the end The important thing is that the hair is straight and thick enough so that the hair quality is good!”

"Gui Lao's curly hair?" Wu Zhenyu asked.

"He rolled it himself," Liu Qingyun said.

Wu Zhenyu suddenly straightened up and looked at Liu Qingyun, with tears in his eyes, a squirming throat, a look of pain on his face, and sadness from his heart, "Xiao Ma, that's not what you wrote to me in the letter!"

Whoosh!

Liu Qingyun's eyelids drooped, and he pulled off the straw with his hand. The corners of his mouth drooped, his head turned to one side, and his eyes averted. He turned his head, his lips trembled, and smiled through his tears. He hugged Wu Zhenyu and kneaded him into his chest fiercely.

"I'm going to kill you! Two gay guys! Do you want to be so shy in broad daylight when the world is bright? Do you still have a sense of public morality?"

A man with black-rimmed glasses sitting next to him could not help but shudder. He grabbed his briefcase and ran to the next floor. When he ran to the door, he turned around and looked at the two big men hugging each other. He felt disgusted. He raised his middle finger and said, "You're crazy!"

The entire top floor of the tram was empty at the moment, but the lower floor was as crowded as a sardine can. Even the men with briefcases and glasses couldn't squeeze in.

"Four-eyed man, if you dare to speak louder with me, believe it or not, I will fuck you!" Wu Zhenyu suddenly stared at the man with glasses, and smiled coldly with a hoarse voice, showing off his cool and cool demeanor.

"hiss--"

The briefcase man turned pale with fright and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Driver, I've stopped! This is not a bus to Central! I want to get off!"

brake!

The bus stopped. Grandma, the briefcase man, and a dozen passengers who had run down from the top floor all ran out of the bus, neatly as if they had been rehearsed. This made the other passengers confused. They kept looking up and saw empty seats. Overjoyed.

Wu Zhenyu shrugged, as if he was welcome, turned his head, and said solemnly, "You are a better actor than Zhou Runfa!"

"You're not bad either! Ahao——"
To be continued...