my wife is a showman

Chapter 151

Xu Lang can only practice piano until 9 o'clock, otherwise it will disturb the neighbors to rest.

But these two songs are really nice. The neighbor next door is a retired teacher from Jingzhou Institute of Foreign Languages. Not only did he not curse, he even knocked on the door to watch it.

When my parents heard that he was a university teacher, they treated me very thoughtfully, but my father was too embarrassed to speak.

My mother has a thick skin, so she took out some of the special products that Gao Daqiang brought over, borrowed flowers to present Buddha, and asked him to guide Yaya to learn English.

"No problem. Anyway, we are fine at home. Our grandson is abroad. We will listen to Xu Lang playing the piano in the future, and we will help the children with English tutoring."

"Thank you so much. When my film is released, I will definitely invite you two to the premiere."

Xu Lang is so busy that he can't do anything at all. He is really grateful for someone to help tutor his daughter.

"Xiao Xu, what kind of play is that?"

""Soul Breaking Gun"."

"Oh, you are so advanced. I really like Lao She's novels. When will "Camel Xiangzi" be filmed."

"That will have to wait until I become famous and someone is willing to spend money. After all, young people don't like to watch this show."

"That's true. Soul Breaking Gun is a short martial arts novel, and there is room for adaptation."

"I really want to shoot Mr. Qian's "Fortress Besieged". His book is about marriage, it's fashionable and humorous, but I'm just thinking about it now, and I hope the two teachers will give me more advice."

"No problem. Although the old version of "Fortress Besieged" is good, the online version is too vague. At that time, Mr. Qian was still alive, so they didn't dare to move at all. The tone and lines were all copied from the original book, which almost made no sense."

"We can help you translate for free and show our literary works to people all over the world. I am a professor of English, and my wife is a professor of French. Together, we can speak ten languages."

Xu Lang was overwhelmed with admiration. When discussing literature in the entertainment circle, he could pretend to crush others, but in front of these two, he was only worthy of lifting his shoes.

He has always wanted to read the original foreign language books, but he just passed the fourth level of the exam, and he may have to follow suit in the future.

"It's amazing. If I want to go to the world in the future, I will definitely be inseparable from the help of the two of you."

"We must give us a chance to use our residual heat. We are too busy to travel and can't walk."

The two old people are very sincere. The overall quality of this community is high, which is good for Xu Yaya's growth. Xu Lang wants to buy this house, isn't it more than 1000 million.

……

On the set, Wang Sansheng, who was beaten to shame, stared at old man Sun. He knew that he was not the opponent, and when he rolled his eyes, his cunning character appeared.

"Do you dare to challenge my master?"

"Why don't you dare, I have heard the name of Sha Zilong in the south, and I came here this time to ask him for advice. I heard that his soul-breaking spear is unrivaled in the world. I didn't expect my apprentice to be so indiscriminate."

The character settings of the three male protagonists in this drama are all representative and respect the original work.

Sha Zilong has traveled far and wide, has seen a lot, and has a clear view of life and death, as well as the current general situation, so he suffers.

He had been trying to improve the structure of the soul-breaking gun for a long time, and even sent it to a foreigner's factory in the concession to process it with a lathe to make the marksmanship more flexible, capable of both attacking from a distance and defending from a distance, but unfortunately it was of no use.

He knew that the Qing Dynasty would perish, but he didn't know that he might not be able to see him until the year of the monkey.

One generation or even two generations of the people of the entire Qing Dynasty will live in hardship, with bad luck, I don’t know how many generations.

Every time the Qing government lost a war, it had to compensate a huge amount of silver, and of course it had to be searched from the common people.

As his apprentice, Wang Sansheng actually closed the escort bureau to his master, so that they could not make any money. It would be embarrassing to perform on the streets, and he did not teach the Soul-Severing Gun. He had a strong opinion, so he wanted Old Man Sun to provoke him.

Old man Sun is a typical old-fashioned martial idiot, with feudalism deeply rooted in his bones. In his opinion, loyalty to the emperor is patriotism.

"You invite me to eat meat and drink, and I will tell you the heroic deeds of my master beheading the Northwest bandit king Ma Bushan and more than a hundred of his subordinates in Lanzhou restaurant."

"Hmph, you shameless person, you want to cheat food and drink, I won't be fooled, how can you kill more than a hundred people with the strength of one person?"

Wang Sansheng grabbed a passer-by casually and asked, "Do you know the gun king Shazilong?"

"I know, isn't it the one who killed people in Lanzhou Restaurant?"

"Who did you kill?" Elder Sun asked.

"You're from out of town, Ma Bushan, the bandit king in the Northwest, doesn't even know about it, and the Lanzhou government doesn't even dare to mess with such a ruthless character."

"Believe it or not. Afterwards, the imperial court wanted my master to be the chief instructor of the Three Banners Forbidden Army, but he declined politely because of his injury."

"Really?" Elder Sun got excited when he heard that the imperial court wanted to invite him. He has an official addiction.

"Why did your master refuse such a big official position?"

"He's just a stubborn old man, and he wanted to bring the soul-breaking gun into the coffin." Wang Sansheng complained.

He didn't know that the master was protecting his life. No matter how efficient the soul-killing gun is, within three meters, a flintlock gun can kill you at 100 meters, let alone a cannonball.

Old Man Sun took out a few coins from his arms and said, "Okay, I'll treat you to a drink."

"Crack, it's over once, the performance of the two of you is amazing." Liu Bo shouted.

Xu Lang didn't say anything, so he had no opinion and let the director have the right to speak.

Then a funny shot was taken.

After the transition.

Old man Sun and Wang Sansheng sat on the stone pier, gnawed on shriveled biscuits and drank the worst shochu, and each took a sip.

"We agreed to eat meat and drink alcohol, but what about the meat?" Wang Sansheng was dissatisfied.

Old man Sun rummaged through the sesame cakes for a long time, picked out a piece of meat as big as a booger and handed it to Wang Sansheng, saying, "Okay, let's talk."

"It's dark, it couldn't be rat droppings."

"We Cantonese eat everything."

Wu Jingsong has never acted in such a funny and action-packed scene, and he finds it very enjoyable.

He couldn't figure out where there were so many stalks in Xu Lang's mind, alas, he was really old.

Wang Sansheng stuffed it into his mouth helplessly, and took a sip of the wine, as if lost in memory.

"Shout!" Xu Lang said.

"Crack!" Liu Bo shouted.

Xu Lang walked over and said, "Brother Bao, your pensive expression just now is wrong, because the final film needs to transition from your narration to the scene of the Lanzhou Inn, and you must act more exaggerated. This narration is completely exaggerated. It has to match the style of the action scenes that follow.”

"Do you mean exaggerated movements?" Wang Baobao asked.

"Yes, it's best to bring a few martial arts moves, and I will make the same moves in the later stage."

Xu Lang sat down and suddenly jumped up, staring wide-eyed, dancing with his hands and feet, as if he was talking about storytelling.

"It was a dark and windy night suitable for killing people. My master Sha Zilong took his famous iron gun that shocked the northwest, and went into the tiger's den alone. The Lanzhou restaurant was full of murderers and robbers. It was overwhelming..."

Wu Jingsong also nodded and said: "Yes, your meditative memory was made by Shashalong while sitting in the yard later. It cannot be repeated."

"Okay, I'll act out as you said, you have a look." Baobao Wang nodded.

When Xu Lang returned to his seat, Liu Bo gave him a thumbs up and said, "It's so awesome, you dare to teach an old actor to act."

"Don't talk nonsense, this is called co-creation."

"Brother, how can I build up such self-confidence as you?" Chen Ge asked.

"As for you, just think about how beautiful you are, and God will reward you. Each of us has to find our own strengths. For example, after I entered the industry, I found that everyone is just like this. In terms of cultural accomplishment, maybe [-]% of people are not as good as me. ." Xu Lang said.

"I don't even dare to touch women, it's too long." Zhao Xiaoyang muttered.

"How...how did you talk?"

Zhao Xiaoyang stuck out his tongue, took out his phone and handed it to Xu Lang.

She chatted with Mr. Zhao for an entire hour, and actually negotiated a salary of 100 million.

Zhao Xiaoyang quoted 150 million for the first time, and Commander Zhao was so angry that he deleted her WeChat account.

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PS: In view of many readers who have never been married or even in a relationship, they often criticize my marriage and feelings for being unreasonable. I recommend a new film, "The Man Caught by Light", which talks about marriage. Brother Bo's acting is quite real of.

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