Tang Xiaobao turned his head, and a group of people looked at him stupidly.
"Um, I'm really sorry. How about we shoot it again with a few different actors?" Tang Xiaobao asked carefully.
Zhao Haiyang gritted his teeth: "Aren't you going to change your career? You've only been back for a few days and you don't know how to act anymore? It's a shame I praised you so much last time."
Tang Xiaobao felt ashamed and said, "Just keep filming. Don't be harsh on me. Pay attention to your attitude."
"I'm the director, I'm the biggest, don't you know?"
Tang Xiaobao kicked him over.
"Holy crap, you're going to heaven? Who is the biggest? Tell me, who is the biggest?"
A group of people looked at each other.
Is this okay?
Actor playing director?
Is there any more royal method?
After a period of running-in, everyone knows Zhao Haiyang's temper on the set. It is definitely like a different person. This is a challenge to his authority. Isn't this going to make him angry?
As a result, Zhao Haiyang really didn't get angry. He was kicked awake by Tang Xiaobao. He smiled, ran over and handed Tang Xiaobao a cigarette, and said with a smile: "Brother Bao, big brother, don't be angry.
Come on, come on, let’s have a cigarette first, and then we’ll shoot, and then we’ll shoot again.”
"Hehe, okay, then I will be serious this time." Tang Xiaobao felt a little embarrassed.
A group of people were dumbfounded.
Is this okay?
Next, Tang Xiaobao entered the state quickly.
The filming went smoothly.
…
When Tang Xiaobao was concentrating on filming on the set, the protagonist of another incident was cursing him.
Wang Zhao is so big, but he has never suffered such a blow.
Although he was born in a single-parent family, he has been favored by Hu Zongming since childhood. The rumors on the Internet are actually true. Wang Mao is Hu Zongming's illegitimate son, but the person involved has never admitted it.
In this world, there is no love without reason, and there is no hatred without reason.
The wife in Hu Zongming's family was relatively fierce. She could tolerate her husband taking care of his illegitimate child, but she would never allow the two parties to recognize each other publicly.
That's why Wang Mao recognized Hu Zongming as his godfather, but the difference was just a word, and the treatment he enjoyed was still good.
Because he liked martial arts, Hu Zongming used his connections to find an expert from the Wudang sect since he was a child, and accepted Wang Mao as his disciple. Although he was nominally an outside disciple, he had learned all about the true inheritance of Wudang.
There is no doubt that Hu Zongming is Wang Mao's biggest supporter.
After suffering such great grievance, he was too embarrassed to go back to see Hu Zongming.
Fortunately, Hu Zongming took the initiative to call him, but later found out that it was Tang Xiaobao who did it, so Hu Zongming advised his son to be patient.
In the words of Hu Zongming, it is never too late for a gentleman to seek revenge in ten years.
If Tang Xiaobao wants to work in the entertainment industry, there will always be places for both parties to interact. If he doesn't dare to say anything else, he still has a chance to find a little trouble.
But Wang Mao obviously didn't want to let it go, so he flew to Hubei overnight.
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Wang Mao wore sunglasses and a hat on his head to cover himself tightly.
The Wudang Sect is located in the back mountain. Wang Mao went up the mountain alone with his cell phone turned off.
Tourists will appear in this back mountain from time to time, but only when they reach the core area of the Wudang Sect, ordinary people are prohibited from entering.
The wind is quite strong today and the sun is a bit dazzling.
Because of internal injuries, Wang Mao stopped walking all the way.
There was a pavilion in front of him, and Wang Mao was going to take a rest before going up the mountain.
Just as we sat down, a group of young people came up from a short distance away.
Wang Mao subconsciously turned his face to one side.
Normally, he would definitely try his best to make these people notice him. He is a star and likes to be in the headlines. Naturally, he also likes to be praised by the world.
But today, he really didn't want to see anyone.
It's so embarrassing.
He had read the news on the Internet and almost dropped his phone at that time. He hated Tang Xiaobao so much.
But as luck would have it, the more he doesn't want to see these people, the more these people come to him.
Coincidentally, a group of young tourists came to the pavilion to rest.
Naturally, someone noticed Wang Mao.
The two girls winked at each other.
Then everyone instantly became curious about Wang Spear.
On such a hot day, if you wear a hat and sunglasses, you will think you are a big star.
A burly-looking boy took out a cigarette, smiled at several companions, and then walked over.
"Hey, brother, lend me a hand."
"No."
Wang Mao said without looking back.
Then a few people's expressions became weird.
These young men and women came from a well-known martial arts school in China. Because they admired the legendary Wudang sect, they came together to play. They also wanted to try their luck to see if they could meet an outsider.
Students in martial arts schools tend to have a martial spirit.
Wang Mao still had a cigarette between his fingers, but he actually said there was no fire. This really made the boy lose face.
"Brother, you are smoking and saying there is no fire. Are you doing this on purpose? Are you going to die by using the fire?"
The boy frowned and said coldly.
Only then did Wang Mao realize that he was smoking. He was a little embarrassed, but he had been praised by others since he was a child. He couldn't stand such words, so he counterattacked without looking back: "Is it okay if I don't borrow it?"
"Hey, turn around, let me see, aren't you shameful?" The boy's face was gloomy, and he could hardly hold back his anger.
"roll!"
Wang Mao just said coldly.
When the boy heard this, he said, "Hey, you're so cool, tell him to get out?"
Suddenly, he couldn't help it anymore. He couldn't afford to lose face in front of a group of classmates.
As soon as the boy stretched out his hand, he was about to grab Wang Mao's neck. He actually wanted to pull Wang Mao over and have a look.
"Let's see who is so awesome. He's not a fugitive. He's wearing sunglasses and a hat on a hot day."
Wang Mao pushed with his backhand, and the boy took a few steps back.
A group of men and women all stood up.
Wang Mao had no choice but to turn his head suddenly. This turn was so violent that his hat fell off and fell out of the pavilion and down the cliff.
"Hey, he looks familiar. Take off your sunglasses and let me have a look."
The boy's face was gloomy and a little red.
Wang Mao glared angrily and said in a cold voice: "This is a forbidden area for the Wudang Sect. Those of you who know your situation should get down the mountain quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."
"Are you crazy? You are not from the Wudang Clan." A girl said.
"That's right, does this Wudang Mountain belong to you?"
"Are you a green onion or a garlic? Let us get out, and I want you to get out."
Everyone was talking about it.
Wang Mao was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at the boy and said, "If you really don't get out, do you believe I will teach you a lesson?"
The boy sneered and said, "Come on, I just want to learn a lesson."
"good."
Wang Mao stood up suddenly, but he suddenly frowned.
He himself had forgotten that he was seriously injured by Tang Xiaobao.
And it was internal injuries.
It seems a bit reluctant to start now, and the strength is not 20% of the usual.
But now, he doesn't care much anymore.
Although he was injured, he was still confident in dealing with these ordinary men and women. It was just a matter of effort. (To be continued)