: Killing the Blue

"Mom, you said that I'm a lazy cat, the sun is getting more than half a day."

As the curtains opened, the sun shone slanted from the treetops. In the bedroom, Liu Yifei stretched and full of energy. She threw herself onto the bed, rushed into the quilt, hugged Liu Xiaoli's waist, and smirked.

"What time is it?" Liu Xiaoli's hair was messy and weak, her hair stuck to her fair cheeks, her skin was white and red, her eyes were slightly narrowed, and she was lazy and charming.

"It's almost ten o'clock." Liu Yifei's delicate nose sniffed, and the smell was strange. He sniffed like a kitten, and shouted: "Mom, what's the smell? Why is it so weird?"

"Hmm?" Liu Xiaoli woke up in an instant, pushed her baby daughter with both hands, her cheeks flushed, and she growled: "I'm so old, I'm still rushing into my mother's arms. It's not embarrassing to be embarrassed, hurry up and go out."

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

"He has left long ago." Liu Yifei acted coquettishly: "No, mom, have you got better?"

"I made noodles in the morning." Liu Yifei raised his chin and his eyes were slanted.

You stinky girl.

Liu Xiaoli's face suddenly turned cold: "I haven't seen you so diligently, and you can't get up even if you're so tired in the sun.

"Go out and you'll get annoyed when you see it."

"mom."

"go out!"

"Hmph." Liu Yifei got out of bed angrily, stamped his feet, went out, and his face turned into a small bun.

My mother looks so good but has such a bad temper.

eccentric.

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

Liu Xiaoli leaned against the head of the bed, frowned for a while, sighing as if she was melancholy and resentful, looking out the window, staring blankly.

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"Old Han, are you here?" Gao Qunshu was fat and could not bear the stuffiness. His tight white short shirt was soaked, fat head and big ears. When he saw Han Qiao, he gasped: "This is the crew's expense this month."

"Brother Gao, just watch it." Han Qiao didn't care, and there was also on-site producer review.

"Okay, look at the landlord's wife again?" Gao Qunshu smiled lustfully, sat down, glanced at the computer, and slapped his fat hand on his thigh: "Old Han, you're in trouble."

“How to say it?”

"This Zhou Liming is a famous film critic. The Film Critics Association knows that he is the vice president."

"I'm poking a hornet's nest?"

"It's almost the same. The most important thing is that he has a good relationship with Huayi."

Gao Qunshu's mouse slides down and said, "I think this week's Liming is Xiang Zhuang's sword dancing, with the intention of Pei Gong."

Han Qiao took out the smoke: "Brother Gao, tell me in detail."

Gao Qunshu lowered his head and sniffed a cigarette: "You know that Huayi and I have a good relationship, that is, I'm too lazy to talk about others."

The fat finger poked the screen: "Huayi feels a sense of crisis. Your first movie has a good box office, and it defeated Feng Xiaogang. If Feng Xiaogang failed to invest in a huge movie this time, it would be difficult for Huayi to have the current momentum."

Huayi is the leader of the Beijing circle. It is the only way to say that Pangu Film and Television’s strong rise is almost Huayi’s old approach, one star and one guide.

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

"Your movie is hard." Gao Qunshu cut off the smoke. Han Qiao is good, but if you want to compare with Huayi, there are undoubtedly ants and elephants.

"The soldiers come and the generals block the water and the soil come and cover it." Han Qiao patted Gao Qunshu's shoulder: "Brother Gao, you have been with our media friends these days and have a good time in this mountain city."

"Okay, I can't help you with the others, this guy is good."

……………………

This time the media group came, and the banner was to communicate and learn. As the name suggests, the focus was on communication.

Eat, drink and have fun.

Hanqiao spent a lot of money, and there were not many tourist attractions in the mountain city, almost all of which were in districts and counties. The car was picked up and delivered, and the travel accommodation was properly handled.

Three days later.

Hongya Cave Scenic Area.

Hongya Cave is located on the banks of the Jialing River, surrounded by the mountains and built along the river. At 6:00 pm, the lights are on, and the stilt house is brightly lit. The river water reflects the prosperity of the riverside, which is beautiful.

Han Qiao patrols the set.

Hongya Cave is being renovated this year, and relevant departments are interested in creating a CD city cultural business card. Hanqiao's filming this time can be said to be a green light all the way.

Qiansimen Bridge is closed, and the bridgehead is vast and tourists are all over the place.

Live shot.

"Brother Han, how about my outfit?" Wang Fei looked excited when she was filming for the first time. This time she played the supporting role, which had 5 seconds of shots.

"Are you just dressed up?" Han Qiao looked up and down: "How are you doing these days?"

"Hehe, it's very good. We are all going back and praising the nameless."

"Brother Han, you're ready." The venue was sweating profusely. Tonight was a big scene, and there was a lot of effort just by coordination.

"Okay." Han Qiao turned to Wang Fei and said seriously: "Brother, it depends on you whether my movie is life or death."

"Don't worry." Wang Feika took the photo, and her fair nose thrust: "I'm an ace agent."

Wang Fei is enthusiastic and cheerful. With her here, the media team has double insurance.

Han Qiao walked to the director's area.

All departments are ready to take their seats.

With his order, the entire crew suddenly started to operate.

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

Little do you know.

at this time.

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

Under the bridge.

Playing and singing.

The underworld was swaying over the market, with white spiritual banners and black and white photos of Gao Ming holding high, pushing a tricycle, and a loudspeaker broadcasting: "Gaoming will not repay the debt, and will lose his son and grandson."

The red God of Wealth doll moved clumsyly with the flow of people, and the heart-wrenching guitar singing came from a distance: "A good person like me"

"It should have been brilliant for a lifetime."

"Why did it take more than twenty years?"

"It's still floating in the sea of ​​people."

“…”

The little brat held the balloon and pulled his mother and shouted: "Mom, mom, it's the wrinkle wheel, it's the wrinkle wheel."

Jay Chou hugged the guitar, covered his eyes with long hair, squatted down his waist, and took out a small windmill from his arms, cool and cool: "It's Jay Chou, not Jay Chou."

The red God of Wealth doll watched the little girl jump and jump, innocent, lowered her head, and took out 100 yuan from her arms in a mess, and her voice buzzed: "Young man, find a factory to make screws, singing is not suitable for you."

He patted Jay Chou's shoulder and the God of Wealth muttered: "Dog Damn I miss my daughter."

The abortion suddenly panicked.

The God of Wealth Doll looked in front of him from a distance. The tall high school student was holding a hunting rifle, and the one standing next to him was his daughter.

Instantly.

The God of Wealth took off his hood and shouted: "What are you doing?"

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

Han Qiao's eyes were fierce, and the hunting rifle pointed at the head of the underworld from afar, gritting his teeth: "Liu Wu, I'll kill you today."

The girl beside her had a simple ponytail, pure and charming, with a panic look on her, and rushed to Han Qiao: "Gao Xiang, have you forgotten your dream of being a policeman?"

“Some people have no choice.”

Han Qiao turned around, his eyes broke in an instant, and he smiled, and pushed the girl to the ground and was about to shoot.

"No."

With a shrill cry and gunshot, the whole world suddenly became quiet, and then the scene was messy.

The girl was so scared that she covered her head. After a while, she opened her eyes. 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: "It's good...reading...don't...don't learn from me..."

"dad……"
To be continued...