Just when Yi Feiyang felt extremely embarrassed, a very discordant voice appeared.
"Tsk tsk, look, look, who is this? Isn't that our dear friend 'Miracle Yang'?" Following the sneer, Yi Feiyang's two old friends, Dennis and Adeado, came over.
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Originally, the two of them were chatting and laughing in the second circle, making fun of the third "Bujie Circle" in order to show that they were no longer in that damn circle, but when they were bragging about themselves, they accidentally saw
"Sprint" Yi Feiyang.
Why is this damn Chinaman here?!
So the two of them walked over sarcastically, "Hey, man, why are you walking so fast? Oh, by the way, we almost forgot, it seems that you stole your nickname of 'Magical Young' from us. We wanted to
If you hadn't cunningly bought our copyright, you wouldn't have the right to be here, wouldn't you, buddy? So, we should call you 'Friend Thief', or 'Young Thief'!"
Faced with the verbal sarcasm of these two bastards, Yi Feiyang raised his eyebrows and smiled and said: "Yes, you are right, I stole the title of Magical Director from you, but I am very doubtful.
So some people can't protect such a good movie, are they idiots?"
"Damn, what are you talking about? Who are you calling an idiot?"
"Oh, I forgot. By the way, do you two idiots still remember?" Yi Feiyang pretended to be confused, which made Dennis and Dennis even more angry.
"What did you say, bastard?!"
"Do you want us to teach you a lesson?"
The two sides are at war with each other!
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Seeing the tension between the two sides, Yi Feiyang was about to kick the two of them rudely. At this time, Paris Hilton clapped his hands and cheered: "Oh my god, we are ready to fight, okay, you guys hurry up and I'll yell more."
Some people come over here!"
Yi Feiyang, Dennis and Edeardo, their balls ached for a while!
"**, let me spare you this time, we are gentle people!" Seeing people around him looking this way, Dennis Adeado hurriedly acted like a gentleman, snorted and returned to his circle.
Go, that look makes him disdain to be with a guy like Yi Feiyang.
"Well, China Yi, do you want to thank me? I helped you, otherwise they would have done something!" Pals Hilton came up to Yi Feiyang and said.
Yi Feiyang shrugged, "No, it's them who should thank you, otherwise, I will kick their asses to pieces!"
"Tsk, is it true? What a pity. I almost forgot that you are Chinese. Chinese people know kung fu, right?" Hilton had already begun to imagine that if he hadn't stopped him just now, Yi Feiyang would have used his magical skills to kill the two unlucky people.
The eggs squeaked loudly.
"How about I lure them out, you make them angry, and then use my fists and kicks to kill them? Don't worry, I will be there to cheer you up!"
Facing this "beautiful girl of heaven" whose brain is thinking so fast, Yi Feiyang feels powerless.
"Ahem, Miss Hilton, are you really okay? Look, there are so many celebrities and rich people over there. You should go play with them instead of wasting your precious time on me." Yi Feiyang pointed to the front.
Talk about the "celebrity circle" that everyone envies.
"Oh, damn! That's where I escaped from. Don't you know how old-fashioned those people are? It's boring. They talk about either stocks, box office, or famous brands... It's not like you, haha, don't you?
Do you like chatting with me?"
"How could it be? With a girl as beautiful and gentle as you, I am honored to be with you, but... now I have to go to the bathroom to pee, so please, please get out of the way...
"As Yi Feiyang spoke, he flashed past Hilton and walked toward the bathroom. He breathed a sigh of relief as he walked. This girl is a dog-skin plaster, and she really regards herself as a fun doll.
"Dear Yi, go and come back quickly, I'm waiting for you to chat!" Hilton said from behind.
Yi Feiyang raised his hands without looking back, saying in his heart, "Go to hell!"
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Coming to the bathroom, Yi Feiyang couldn't help but be a little surprised.
I originally thought it would be deserted here, but who knew that big stars Brad Pitt and Edward Norton were also there.
Pitt was chewing his cigar and talking to Norton about his role in the new play "Fight Club" with a smile.
Seeing someone coming in, the two of them nodded politely to Yi Feiyang, and then continued to talk about the characters in the script.
Yi Feiyang didn't care about this and started to boo at the urinal. The two superstars next to him also booed together.
At that moment, Yi Feiyang suddenly felt that tonight was quite good, at least there was such a famous star to accompany him to pee.
After drinking too much whiskey, Yi Feiyang inevitably felt a little lingering. The two big-name superstars next to him had already finished their work and left.
Yi Feiyang shook the angry bird and was about to close the cage and wash his hands when the bathroom door opened again. The person who came in this time made Yi Feiyang stunned for a moment.
Because Yi Feiyang knew the person who came in. He was Chinese, a Hong Kong action star... his eldest brother Cheng Long!
Why did Cheng Long appear here?
Yi Feiyang couldn't help but be a little stunned.
Did you drink too much and become dazzled?
But the guy in front of me with a red face, belching wine, and obviously drunk too much, who is it but his eldest brother Cheng Long?!
It turns out that Brother Cheng Long went to Hollywood this year and filmed an action movie "Rush Hour".
This film is Cheng Long's first real Western film after entering Hollywood. The story of the film is not exciting, just passable: Hollywood police detective films usually use an old man and a young man, one black and one white, one reckless and one mature. This time
Pairing Cheng Long and Tucker together uses this same routine, but it's just more exaggerated.
Cheng Long, who never shrinks from difficult stunts and dares to challenge the limits, admitted that an incident that happened during the filming of "Rush Hour" really made him timid. "I like martial arts dramas better than literary dramas, and I am very afraid of dramas with more dialogue."
If I have to shoot a scene with a lot of dialogue the next day, I will be so nervous that I can’t close my eyes all night, because I not only have to remember my own lines, but also Tucker’s dialogue, but Tucker can use ten
Different lines to perform the same scene."
Regarding Cheng Long's performance, Chris Tucker also had his own opinion: "Cheng Long did his best in this film, almost like a director. Because of his reasons, this film has added many elements that are unique in American films."
Invisible tricks." When filming the shot of an ax flying over Tucker's head, it was originally planned to use a computer to make it, but Cheng Long suggested to the director to use the Hong Kong shooting method to save time and money. He put the ax
The head was pulled off and the entire scene was shot in one real shot.
It can be said that compared to Zhou Runfa and Li Lianjie, Cheng Long is doing quite well in Hollywood.
He was originally going to spend Christmas in his hometown of Hong Kong this year, but the director of Hollywood's New Line Film Company here told him that he wanted to shoot the sequel to "Rush Hour" and wanted to discuss some cooperation matters with him, so he called him.
He flew over from Hong Kong.
The two parties had a pleasant conversation. It just so happened that Lionsgate Pictures was hosting a Christmas party tonight. New Line and Lionsgate Pictures had cooperated before and had a pretty good relationship, so Cheng Long, the director and others came over to join in the fun.
In terms of identity and status, Brother Cheng Long at this time is at most a member of the "second-rate circle" in Hollywood. Don't underestimate this. Just think, it's pretty good for a Chinese to have such a status, unless everyone is Bruce Lee.
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In fact, there were almost no Chinese at the huge banquet, let alone speaking Chinese. Cheng Long's English proficiency is not very good. You must know that he has not graduated from elementary school. What he was most afraid of when filming "Rush Hour" was speaking in English.
It was impossible to communicate with others at this banquet. But it doesn’t matter. Although our brother Cheng Long is not good at speaking English, it does not prevent him from meeting friends with wine. He has always had an amazing drinker, and he is used to drinking high-quality Chinese liquor, which is similar to these foreign wines.
It was like drinking water, which shocked those ghost guys.
However, after drinking too much wine, it is inevitable that he is still a little drunk. Cheng Long knew that he was a big mouth, especially after drinking too much wine, he liked to talk nonsense, and he had made a fool of himself in the past.
It's okay to make a fool of yourself in Hong Kong, after all, it's my hometown, but now in Hollywood, America, making a fool of myself is no longer my business, I represent the Chinese people.
Therefore, Brother Cheng Long took advantage of being still a little awake and ran to the bathroom, hoping to use his fingers to pick out some of the wine he had drunk in his stomach and sober up.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he broke in, he saw a guy with black hair and black eyes looking at him in surprise.
Yes, Yi Feiyang was looking at him with wide eyes at this time.
Cheng Long's face was flushed, like Guan Gong, and his steps were a bit staggering, which looked more like his moves in "Drunken Master".
"Are you... Japanese?" Cheng Long asked in half-baked English.
Yi Feiyang shook his head.
"That's... Korean?" Cheng Long felt that all the wine in his stomach had gone to his throat...
Yi Feiyang still shook his head and suddenly said in Chinese: "I am Chinese."
"Ah? That's good!" When Cheng Long heard that he was one of his own, he was afraid of being embarrassed. He couldn't bear it any longer. He made a "squeak" sound at the urinal and started to vomit.
After vomiting and vomiting for who knows how long, Cheng Long felt better. He scratched his throat with his fingers and vomited out all the remaining liquor. Then he supported the wall and gasped for air in the urinal.
Yi Feiyang handed over a tissue.
"Thank you..." Cheng Long said, "I'm so embarrassed, right?"
"It's not bad. Not many people can drink too much without vomiting." Yi Feiyang said calmly.
Cheng Long nodded, "Well, you said a lot. It seems that I will drink less in the future, but when I think about how I killed those ghost guys just now, I feel very happy! Oh, by the way, you are doing it
What? Security?"
Yi Feiyang was depressed, it seemed like he was wearing the wrong clothes.
"No, I'm a director."
"Director?" Cheng Long tilted his head and thought for a while, but he couldn't remember any famous director in Hollywood who was Chinese.
"Keep working hard, brother, you are still young and have a bright future. We will have the opportunity to work together in the future!" Cheng Long thought that Yi Feiyang was a nobody, so he encouraged him because we are all Chinese.
Yi Feiyang smiled and said, "Thank you for the encouragement."
"Is there any toilet paper left?" Cheng Long suddenly asked.
"Oh, you can use this pile." Yi Feiyang handed over the rest.
"Thank you. By the way, you didn't see anything just now."
"Of course, but it's best that you clean this place first."
"Don't worry, I won't leave any evidence. As a good man, I've never vomited when I drank!"
"In that case, I'm going out first." Yi Feiyang said goodbye.
"Well, you go first, and I will hold on to the wall to rest for a while. I feel dizzy..." a certain hero said. (To be continued.)
