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Chapter 482 Actually, I can take two percent of the test

This episode of the Strolling Road in Life is a program that Wang Xiaole likes very much in the dream world.

He restored this episode almost in its original form.

But after this episode, Wang Xiaole found that the entire crew seemed to have become a little different.

"Director Wang, take a look, how are you preparing for this?"

"Director Wang, in terms of flights, do you see what else needs to be adjusted?"

The entire extreme challenge crew, from old photography in their forties and fifties to young newbies in their twenties, was unknowingly full of respect when they were talking to Wang Xiaole.

This is different from the kind of respect that was used to face a talented director.

A simple example.

In the past, when people called "Director Wang", it was just a title, but now, when everyone called "Director Wang", they must look at Wang Xiaole and even lower their heads slightly.

At the same time, the nasal sound will be aggravated.

The words "you" and "you" are not noticed once or twice, but there is still a difference when you shout too much.

Not only the staff, but also the old foxes such as Hong Jiang, Wang Xiaoming, and Zhang Zhenfeng will exude a subconscious desire to respect when communicating with Wang Xiaole.

This is a feeling that is indescribable. It seems that it is no different from before, but it is indeed a bit different.

"Have I opened the Ren and Du meridians and achieved great success in my magical power?"

Wang Xiaole felt that he had not done anything special during this period, so he could only use this joke to explain it to himself.

"I don't know if the Ren and Du meridians have been opened. I only know that the gap between me and you is really big..."

Li Xiangshan pushed his glasses and looked at Wang Xiaole with some deep eyes.

"I want to be fair. We have tried our best to get 100 points. This guy got 100 points because the test paper is only 100 points."

Feng Hong took a deep breath of cigarette while he concluded like a life philosopher.

Li Xiangshan and Feng Hong are not the poor students of the past.

Huaxia on the tip of the tongue, the real deputy director.

Dream transformer, genuine assistant director.

At the same time, the two participated in the production of many popular TV series by Wang Xiaole and accumulated a lot of experience.

In their twenties, they are already a number of new directors in the Chinese entertainment industry.

Now, this is not easy to describe the gap between them and Wang Xiaole.

Everyone is a brother who knows the truth and is the kind of person who mocks each other and belittles each other on weekdays.

"Am I that awesome?"

Wang Xiaole smiled so much that his mouth was grinning to the back of his head, looking at the two brothers with disbelief.

Then, Wang Xiaole suddenly wiped his hair and shook his head hard.

"Actually, I was like this. You accidentally discovered my true face. I, I, didn't mean it..."

"Um?"

Feng Hong and the other two, who were originally a little sad, looked at Wang Xiaole's arrogant expression and immediately made a heavy question sound from their noses.

"Actually, I can get two hundred points."

Wang Xiaole's pussy was too much. As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Hong and Li Xiangshan jumped out of the chair.

"Kill him!"

"You're still panting when you say you're fat?"

Everyone gives you face and praise you, it’s just a sentimental feeling. Did you even borrow a ladder to get on the house?

Two hundred points, what do you mean is that you are using one-handed strength?

Bah, one-handed, come on!

The next studio was full of chaos, and Li Xiangshan and the others chased Wang Xiaole and beat him. No matter what famous director you are or not, this is so annoying.

At this time, in the aisle of the hotel, we were about to discuss the subsequent arrangement of the Limit Six Gang with Wang Xiaole. When we heard the loud shouts in the room, Wang Xiaoming raised his arm and everyone stopped.

The entire aisle became silent, and only in the room, the shouts of Wang Xiaole and the other two came faintly.

"Puff!"

At first, Zhang Zhenfeng, who thought something big happened, couldn't help it after listening for a while. He hurriedly blocked his mouth with his hands, so that the laughter did not spread.

“Young people are so energetic.”

Hong Jiang whispered, his eyes full of envy.

Chen Changsu and Tang Ren were a little amused and crying.

It is really difficult for them to connect the wise and demon-like Wang Dao on the set with Wang Xiaole, who is usually very whispering to the second-year-old boy.

Well, genius is different from ordinary people, so I can only explain this.

"Let's go and have a drink, don't bother them now."

Under Wang Xiaoming's reminder, the Gang of Six came quietly and left quietly again without taking away a cloud.

"Hey! Give up, admit defeat, surrender!"

Wang Xiaole, who was pressed on the sofa and was terrible, finally made a sound of seeking peace.

"Bah, one-handed? Fighting the garbage of Wuzha."

Feng Hong and Li Xiangshan cursed and let Wang Xiaole go with satisfaction.

"Cola, you said that the last two episodes of the Extreme Challenge will hold a concert? Your imagination is too big, right?"

After playing, Feng Hong asked in confusion.

In the past, concerts were only held by those singers who had good sales and recognized as singers.

Although, with the development of technology, various lighting shapes and stage equipment are more convenient, and some young and handsome guys can also hold concerts.

However, the outdoor variety show Extreme Challenge never thought it would have something to do with the concert.

After all, Hong Jiang and Li Yuling can sing, and Zhang Zhenfeng and Wang Xiaoming can barely sing in the bar when they debuted.

As for Tang Ren and Chen Changsu, it seems to feel average.

"We are just having fun. Do we still require them to be powerful singers?"

Wang Xiaole didn't care.

There are many things happening in a concert, security guards, and the current concert is no longer the high-end goods they used to be.

This is a show that everyone is happy about. Besides, four out of the six people can sing, and this ratio is already very good.

Is it good to sing? Hehe, what does millions of tuners do?

"Besides, I am a person in the music industry after all, so I always have to support China's music career."

"When did you become a person in the music industry? Why didn't I know..."

As soon as Li Xiangshan finished speaking, he saw Wang Xiaole wiping his hair and about to start a signature move. He couldn't help but slap his own forehead hard.

"friend"

"When your hair brushes through my gun"

"Chasing Dreams and Childhood Heart"

"Old Boy"

"The Journey to the Immortals in the Snow"

These songs are still the collection of songs on many people's music lists. Wang Xiaole is really right. He is really in the music circle.

But the problem is that everyone thinks this guy is a director and has long forgotten these things.

"The capable one can do everything?"

"Can you really score two hundred points?"

Feng Hong and Li Xiangshan silently recited the songs written by Wang Xiaole in their hearts, and their eyebrows suddenly collapsed and their faces were unhappy.
Chapter completed!
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