Chapter 89 Qigong Master (7.4k big chapter)

Zhang Jizhong looked a little strange when he said this. When he chose Huo Yunting as the male lead, he only thought that he could dress up in ancient costumes, have real kung fu, and have passable acting skills...

It's great now, half of the play is over and people are leaving. No, it's not even half over yet.

"Yunting, pack up and get ready to hit the road. We're going our separate ways."

Huo Yunting was also a little embarrassed when he said this.

"Director Zhang, if it doesn't work out, I won't go. Anyway, I'm a minor supporting character, so I'm just going to add some bonus. It's of no use."

"No, you should go. How long can it take to attend a premiere ceremony? Even if it is just to accompany him, show his face, and increase his exposure, it will be good."

"Just relax, you can save your scenes for later."

Patting Huo Yunting on the shoulder, Zhang Jizhong looked kind.

But I was cursing my mother in my heart.

Although the actors are standing in front of the stage, without the investment and support of the big guys behind the scenes, this film cannot sustain itself.

As he said that, he took out a big qianmen stick and put it in his mouth and lit it for him.

However, it can be seen that Huo Yunting also came from the group performance, otherwise the reaction of this group of Beipiao group performers would not be so strong.

I first vented my anger to the boss of the production team, which is enough to save my face. They agreed, and then I called my agent to inform them, and finally I told Huo Yunting.

He didn't understand how to break glass, but theoretically speaking, it could be done.

"is back."

After hanging up the phone, I looked at my phone and saw another missed call, from Zhou Xingchi.

As soon as the two of them went downstairs, they saw Zhang Debang hurriedly coming with heavy eye circles.

"..."

Almost everyone is there.

After playing Baguazhang for a while, I started to sweat a little. Baguazhang tested my internal strength, but I was able to do it like a fish in water.

But before leaving, that rosacea didn't forget to turn around and shout, "Brother, I didn't lie to you! Didn't you get detained for speeding?"

What is Lao Zhang doing?

The car drove for about half an hour and came to a stop. Before he could react, he was being dragged into the hall where the premiere ceremony was held.

Lean, but imposing.

Soon, Ms. Barbara looked at him with interest and talked again.

The room card was thrust into his hand, and Zhou Xingchi patted his shoulder and said in a serious tone, "There are many people at the premiere ceremony, including big bosses from all walks of life."

"Where the hell did this come from..."

Huang Bo's face turned dark and he said angrily: "Then I'm still suitable to be a street singer."

Turning my head slightly to the right, I realized that he was talking on the phone.

As soon as Zhang Dabeard was sent away, he received a call from Wang Jinghua. As expected, he was also talking about attending the premiere ceremony.

"Master, please stop speeding for a while." Zhang Debang couldn't help but said while looking at the scenery passing by outside the window.

The other half also mentioned that he did not dare to vouch that the strange snake and snake gallbladder were really just a figment of his own imagination.

The effect of practicing boxing in this dream is really powerful.

Calling to the manager who came in a black silk professional skirt, "Mao suit, matching one, let him try on the clothes."

Looking at Zhang Debang's back, Huo Yunting suddenly felt a little emotional.

"Forget it, let's call him Lao Huang."

But this Barbara has to look at the vibrating glass, which is difficult.

Can you break glass with one palm?

But having said that, during this period of time, I do feel that my strength in punching has improved by leaps and bounds than in the past.

There were bursts of exclamations all around.

However, a large number of people in China think that this thing is the same as kung fu, let alone foreigners like them.

Zhao Zhiling patted Huo Yunting, walked up to him, and explained to the young man that Qigong and Kung Fu were not the same thing at all.

Yes, it seems that the three of them must appear in the "waiting" line.

It's a long, flat maroon car with sharp edges and corners, and a dirty white triangle sign on the roof that says "taxi".

As soon as a few people left the hotel, more than a dozen media reporters suddenly appeared at the entrance of the originally empty hotel, aiming their guns and cannons at them one by one.

Looking at the traffic police issuing fines, Zhang Debang had countless things to say in his heart. Thousands of words were condensed into one word, and he finally blurted it out.

"Old Wang, what are you doing?"

Moreover, when I was working as an extra in Peking, I also asked people about it. When I asked who Huo Yunting was, what a good guy, everyone's eyes were filled with stars.

The main creators were introduced one by one, but the names of Brother Dong and Master Zhao were not mentioned.

The driver was unshaven and had a huge rosacea nose. He stepped on the accelerator violently, reaching 30 to 40 mph.

After leaving Jiuzhaigou and getting into a taxi they had booked in advance, Huo Yunting and Yu Min waved to them and got in the car and left.

"How can someone become a celebrity if they don't have the emotional intelligence?"

The host read the names of people one after another, and the big guys came on stage one after another.

“Book me a room!”

"Hello? Old Huang? Old Huang, are you okay?"

This kind of thing is not the same thing as Kung Fu at all.

"Mr. Huo, Ms. Barbara said, I hope you can demonstrate the most basic form of Qigong, the glass vibrator."

Chen Guokun, Lin Zicheng, Yuan Qiu, Huang Shengyi...

Each one was long and difficult to pronounce, and Huo Yunting felt drowsy while listening to it.

"Da da da"

"Mr. Huo, do you think this is okay?"

After being out for so long, I have to ask about the situation at home.

"In Peiping?"

"Boom"

Columbia Pictures President, Barbara Robinson.

Looking back, I saw it was Ms. Barbara.

The driver stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

"What's this dog's name?"

Huo Yunting was stunned, what a boy, he actually went to see the scene.

Choking and panicking.

Huo Yunting patted him on the back and said, "We're almost there anyway, just take two steps."

I tapped my finger on the glass and looked at the side. It was thin, about three to four millimeters.

Then why did he take the sheets out?

Huo Yunting was a little confused.

It's not difficult to break glass, he can blow it up with just one punch.

Wang Jinghua went to settle the bill, and the black stocking manager wrapped up her clothes and sent the two of them out.

…

"Idiot!"

Zhang Debang was complaining from the bottom of his heart, and then he was stunned.

"Don't go too far. What should I call you? Xiao Huang?"

Turn over and stare at the ceiling for a while, then practice boxing for a while. If you have nothing to do, practice boxing for a while.

"It's a fluke, it's just a fluke."

"What's going on here?"

The car was impounded, and more than 200 yuan was also deducted.

"First of all, we welcome Ms. Geng Xilin, welcome you, and also invite everyone to Colombia..."

He didn't do a physical examination, which was a waste of time. He just took a CT film. The doctor told him that he was in great health and there was nothing wrong with him.

Huo Yunting frowned when he saw the price.
To be continued...