It’s sad to say that although Brother Zhang can go to any corner of the world with just one thought, he can go as fast as the light travels, but the number of times he actually travels is pitiful. The last time he traveled was when he was five years old.
When I was young, my uncle took me to Sichuan to see pandas.
He never went out to play again after that, and after giving up his desire, he didn't have much passion for going out.
But this time, since everyone suggested that he go out for a walk, he would go out for a walk.
Brother Zhang, who was flying for the second time, leaned in the cabin and looked out the window. At this time, Xiao Ma, who was traveling with him, sat down next to him.
"hey-hey……"
Brother Zhang looked at him and asked softly: "Are you smiling so happily?"
"That is, the Holy Lord is traveling, and I am the only one accompanying him. Don't worry, boss, this time. Brother Shui will pay for me to be your guide, and I will ensure that you have a comfortable time."
Brother Zhang laughed but didn't say anything. He really felt pampered when he went out this time. Wugenshui had already arranged all the food, clothing, housing and transportation. Zhu Zhenzhen wanted to satisfy this weirdo like him.
He was able to go out and play in peace, and even gave him a long vacation, and it was a paid vacation.
Lei Long and Young Master Cai plus Xu Wei help look after the store, Zhang Yao is responsible for taking care of Nian Nian, and even the busy man Mouse is involved in Nian Nian's adoption process. Everyone is working hard to give little Brother Zhang a better life.
Work hard for a pleasant life experience.
Of course Brother Zhang can refuse, but there is no need for him to refuse for the sake of refusal.
"Boss, to be honest, we grew up together. Although your status is here, I can't advise you. But if you ask me, you really shouldn't push yourself too hard."
Ma leaned there and said: "There is no main plot in life, and people like us don't need to work hard for any goal. We only need to fulfill our duties."
"Yeah." Brother Zhang put a hand on his forehead: "I have seen my ability lose control more than once. I just don't want that to happen."
"Who hopes, but we two brothers are sitting here and saying, even if you can be a one-punch man, what can you do as a child in three episodes? On the contrary, you are worried about your ability now, but you are getting more and more nervous.
, the more nervous you are, the more likely things will go wrong.”
Brother Zhang patted Xiao Ma's head: "You don't know how terrifying it is to go to the third level of the third world and above."
"Then let me ask you if you can settle it."
"able……"
"Then it's over, then why can't you let go? If I had your ability, I would press the Thunder Dragon and call me daddy every day." The pony slapped him on the leg: "But to be honest,
I actually can’t bear to make my mother pay the price for doing something.”
Brother Zhang nodded, but before he could speak, Xiao Ma suddenly changed the topic: "When Thunder Dragon choked me with this statement, I thought about it for four years while I was practicing in seclusion."
"Does that mean you've been thinking about this in seclusion for four years? If your master were still here, he could break your legs."
"No, no... of course I'm not thinking about this, just thinking about it in passing. I just thought, if those people are not enemies in your eyes, then is there anyone who will offend you?"
"It seems not."
"There will always be people who scold you!"
"It seems... they just called me naughty, but I am really naughty." Brother Zhang thought seriously for a long time, and then thought: "But then I looked at their ages, and the average was sixteen years old.
Then I won’t be angry anymore.”
"Hahahahaha... I understand." Xiao Ma waved his hand and said, "Brother, please listen to me."
"you say."
"It took me four years to come up with a way that won't interfere with your behavior and make you feel less awkward." Xiao Ma said seriously: "We don't want to use deliberate tricks, just punch.
How about it?"
"One punch?"
"Well, a slap will do." Xiao Ma said seriously: "If someone scolds you, you don't do anything, just slap him. If someone wants to kill you, just punch him, okay? This punch
It's up to you to decide how hard you use it and whether it will kill him. Is that okay?"
"Ah this..."
"Let's bypass the cause and effect, you are the cause and effect! When you feel that you should be angry, give him a slap. When you feel that you should take revenge, just slap him. If you scold him in person, slap him in person. If you scold him online, slap him along the line.
Do you think that’s okay? One punch! Just one punch, any more will do nothing.”
"good."
Brother Zhang nodded: "You can try it, I think it's pretty good."
"Then you punch me first." Xiao Ma pointed at himself and said, "I knew that someone wanted to resurrect the ancient soul two years ago, but I didn't take it seriously, so I didn't tell you, and then I never told you...
…That’s why so many things happened, you have to punch me.”
Brother Zhang was stunned: "Where did you know that?"
"Don't worry about it. Just hit me first. If I don't get this punch, I won't be able to sleep or eat well."
"Um."
Brother Zhang made a fist with one hand and flicked Xiao Ma. He didn't even hit the dog with his fist, but directly hit Xiao Ma until his soul left his body. He just felt a tightness in his chest.
, and then when he opened his eyes, he found that he was back at the milk tea shop.
The Brontosaurus was looking at him with his head tilted, and the mouse who was eating next to him also widened his eyes.
"Have you been beaten to death?" Thunder Dragon looked at the pony soul in front of him: "Holding grass, that's awesome. I'll find a pregnant woman to reincarnate first, then I'll buy a cannon, today is a good day, I
…”
Before Xiao Ma could explain, a sudden burst of strong suction sucked him back from the milk tea shop. Xiao Ma, clutching his chest as if returning from a dive, woke up with a start, gasping for air, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.
.
"You punched me out of my soul..."
Xiao Ma, who had just returned to his soul, was extremely weak. When he saw Brother Zhang next to him, he let out a long breath, but he never mentioned "punch me" again.
After arriving in Hong Kong, the first thing Xiao Ma did was to go to a resting place and sleep for twenty-four hours. After waking up, he still had to endure the severe headache after leaving the soul and forcefully exercised for three hours before he finally came back to life.
At this time, Brother Zhang was already sitting in Wugenshui's agency, watching the celebrities walking back and forth.
As a fairly well-known director and screenwriter, although Wu Genshui's agency here cannot compare with several established companies, the quality of its artists is still very good, and Xiao Zhang sitting here is actually
I'm waiting for a guest appearance in a drama.
He held his own script in his hand and memorized it carefully while looking at the contents. Wugenshui squatted beside him and patiently explained the play to the Holy Lord. When people around him saw that even the boss was so humble, naturally no one dared to make fun of him.
This looks like Brother Zhang who makes melon and eggs.
"Holy Lord, you only have a cutscene. When the assassins played by the protagonist and his party enter the palace, you, as the emperor, sit there and say the above line. You must be as calm as possible, and you must have an aggressive momentum."
"Okay...I'll try."
At this moment, Xiao Ma arrived in a hurry and finally relaxed after seeing Brother Zhang sitting there.
Then he began to question Wugen Shui: "Brother Shui, did you make a mistake in dragging him to make a movie?"
"Actually, making movies is quite interesting. I just... just want Holy Lord to experience a different life." Wu Genshui looked at Brother Zhang awkwardly: "Holy Lord... I didn't ask you if you like it.
, but this is a finalized scene. Originally, we were going to invite a popular young actor to guest star in the scene. If you don’t want to, I’ll let him take the role.”
"It's okay." Brother Zhang showed the script in his hand: "I have memorized it all."
Brother Zhang was actually somewhat inexplicable before. Yesterday when he was resting in Xiaoma, Wugenshui accompanied him for a few laps in Central and ate some local snacks. The two of them chatted about filming.
While watching the movie, Wugenshui suddenly thought that the role of the young emperor was a perfect match for Brother Zhang. Not only was the match in terms of identity, but also the kind of image of a mountain that collapses in front but remains unchanged, and a deer that thrives on the left but cannot see.
Shun's temperament coincides with the temperament of the young emperor in the script who took charge of the government in his twenties and later became a hero.
This scene was originally the final scene, and a relatively heavyweight and popular actor would make a guest appearance, so as to add a bargaining chip to the next scene of the young emperor, but I didn't expect that the Holy Lord would just happen to be here. As a self-produced movie
The company's stuff doesn't make Shengzhu addicted to it.
So Wugenshui kindly invited Brother Zhang to do the job. People who are familiar with Brother Zhang's character know that he will nod to all requests of him as long as the limit is not violated.
So...he was sitting here the next day.
"The last show is about to start, the actors should prepare."
After hearing this, Brother Zhang immediately got up and followed the attendant, while Xiao Ma scolded Wugenshui even more severely after he left.
"Brother Shui, Brother Shui, I really admire you. Do you really have the courage to let the Holy Lord work for you? Although he is easy to talk to, the Holy Lord is the Holy Lord. You don't even have this dignity?
"
Wugenshui was told by him that he squatted on the ground and smoked. At this time, the indoor drama ahead had begun. Brother Zhang was put on a black dragon robe and sat on the dragon chair. The staff next to him were
Help him touch up his makeup urgently.
"Beautiful boy, your skin is really good. How do you usually take care of it?"
The makeup staff was amazed at Xiao Zhang's skin. As a professional makeup artist, she has not seen such good skin in many years. It's not that it's fair and delicate, but it has a healthy texture and a little blackheads.
It’s a state where even flaws can’t be seen. It’s almost impossible for humans to have such a state, right?
"Drink more water." Brother Zhang replied.
About twenty minutes later, the director gave the order, and the camera immediately started running. Brother Zhang felt that he hadn't been photographed yet, so he put one hand on the table and read through the memorials on it as props, but he didn't understand.
Unexpectedly, the director has completely captured his expression in the camera at this moment.
When the sound of fighting outside came, Brother Zhang just raised his eyelids and glanced, and then continued to read the fake memorials with strange contents as if he didn't see anything.
"Director...shouldn't he stand up at this time?"
The assistant director said anxiously: "It's stuck..."
"It's stuck, wait!" The director looked at Brother Zhang seriously in the camera: "This is what it feels like. The look in his eyes just now, that kind of carelessness and indifference, is what is unruly and unruly.
The look in the eyes that a docile young emperor should have!"
Finally, when the assassin outside rushed into the room, according to the script, the emperor, who had stood up long ago, should have walked down the steps and stood face to face with the assassin under the main hall. At this time, the lights were turned on again, and the emperor had already stood up.
Shooting in the morning atmosphere can highlight the psychological confrontation between two people when they face each other.
But because Brother Zhang didn't move at first, and when the assassin came, he was still half a beat slow. Now in the camera, he looks like the assassin below, with a confused look on his face, while Brother Zhang on the stage is just walking slowly.
raised his head.
The feeling of tit-for-tat was gone, but the condescending look down and the protagonist's astonishment when facing the emperor were captured.
This was obviously an own mistake, but it actually showed the emperor's aloofness and arrogance that was not reflected in the original script.
"Where are the lines...where are the lines?" the assistant director was running around anxiously.
But Brother Zhang was so stunned that he forgot his lines. After thinking for a while, he patted his head lightly, stood up, and slowly walked down the steps according to the script.
The gap of more than 30 seconds in the middle made the actor opposite me stunned, and the aggressive lines he was supposed to shout were completely forgotten.
Brother Zhang walked to the audience and began to read the lines according to the previous script, almost like reading: "You... want to kill me?"
The paleness and numbness of this line made the opponent actor slow down by half a beat, and his expression management was a little out of control. He was puzzled, wondering why the director didn't stop the filming of such a big accident?
However, he still has a high level of professionalism. Since the director didn't stop, he started reading his lines directly.
After a long section of passionate lines, Brother Zhang got stuck. After all, he was not from a major, and the confusion and immaturity in his eyes was actually because he was remembering where to get the lines.
But it is precisely this hesitation that what the director sees is a kind of superior introspection, a momentary hesitation of a young man towards his own ideas. The richness and naturalness of the performance level is something he has rarely seen, because the emperor is originally
Emotions and anger should be invisible, but in this situation the only thing that can express emotions is the eyes, and the eyes just now were really amazing.
"Push! Give the actors a close-up of their faces!"
At this time, Brother Zhang began to continue his lines. His lines were originally very long, but Brother Zhang, who had no script skills or filming experience, actually divided his lines into sections. After finishing the first section, he was almost embarrassed.
Three rooms and one living room were dug out of the ground.
Finally, the director's call to stop came. Brother Zhang smiled apologetically at the actor opposite, and the protagonist also turned his head and shouted to the director who was coming over: "Director, what the hell is going on? I
The rhythm is completely messed up.”
After the director came down, he didn't say anything else. He just said to Brother Zhang: "You are very good and natural throughout the whole paragraph. But pay attention to the second half of the lines. Do you feel like you are looking down on the world?"
?We must have a sense of indomitableness in the gentleness, the feeling that I am the country."
"I...let's give it a try. I'm sorry for delaying your work."
"It's okay, you did a good job." The director patted Brother Zhang on the shoulder and said, "Okay, let's do another line. Let's start again from the first line."
At this time, Wu Genshui, who was watching from the side, whispered to Xiao Ma: "Maybe the Holy Lord is a natural actor..."
"You still said that!" Xiao Ma angrily laughed back: "If the Brontosaurus and the others saw it, they could eat you alive."
Wugen Shui touched the back of his head: "Remember to dip it in soy sauce...otherwise it might not taste good."