Reborn Queen’s Uprising

Although the beard is a little more rigid, he never said that he gave orders in a targeted manner. The sniper Jack trusted him quite a bit. He picked up the binoculars in his hand and looked towards Tang Xiaoxiao in the distance, and saw the ring in her hand... …

Damn it! Why does the target person wear that ring!

Sniper Jack’s cold sweat immediately ran down his forehead, and the finger that pulled the trigger almost shivered, his brain quickly thinking and spinning...

Why does this oriental beauty wear that ring that symbolizes power and represents life and death? What kind of channel did she get from? Was it picked up accidentally, or a gift from that person...

If it is really a gift, then who would that person be? Does this mission need to continue?

"Jack... Do we need to continue this mission?" Sniper Jack Khan asked in a nervous tone.

The beard gritted his teeth, forcibly resisted the temptation of the five million dollars, took a deep breath, calmed down the waves in his heart, "Hey, man, this task...we give up."

Sniper Jack swallowed, his face tangled, "The price of five million dollars, as long as you pull the trigger now, we can get it, really just give up?"

"Five million U.S. dollars...Even if we get it, we have to have a life flower." The beard smiled bitterly, "No one dares to bear the anger of the Killer Alliance, and no one can bear the anger of the Emerald Island. Really got the five million dollars, the Killer Alliance and that person will never let us go, the hunting of killers all over the world...Do you still want us to spend this money in hell?"

Sniper Jack finally fell silent when he mentioned this matter.

The beard closed his eyes lightly, his tone of piety as if he was reciting an evening prayer poem, "The dark green skull ring is a symbol of death. The person who wears that ring will be blessed by His Highness. Anyone who dares Anyone who wields a butcher knife to the owner of that ring must use his life and soul to calm the anger of His Highness Death..."

Hearing the words "His Royal Highness Death", Sniper Jack finally shuddered quietly. The fear of that person in his heart made him give up all his desire for money, and silently put away the sniper rifle in front of him.

Tang Xiaoxiao didn't know that she actually passed by the **** of death again. At this time, she was wearing a arrogant and reserved smile, holding He Zusheng's arm, and nodding to the red carpet.

After the short red carpet walked, Tang Xiaoxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the car and replaced her high heels, raised her brows slightly, and ordered, "Xiaohan, help me get a shortlist for tonight’s best director award. List, and then we will go."

Xue Xiaohan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was taken aback for a moment, "Uh, boss, don't you need to wait for the award ceremony here?"

Tang Xiaoxiao shook his head, "I know this He Zusheng too well. He doesn't fight a battle of uncertainty. Since he has signed another director...this time, the Best Director Award of the Donghai International Film Festival is definitely not ours. , What am I staying there for?"

"Then you have to be shortlisted for directors..."

Tang Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes and said with an innocent look, "I won't fight him for the best director award, won't I fight him for the director?"

Xue Xiaohan rolled his eyes and gave Tang Xiaoxiao a thumbs up.

The shortlist for the Best Director Award of this International Film Festival is not a secret matter. Xue Xiaohan directly went to the staff and asked for a copy, and gave it to Tang Xiaoxiao.

There are six directors shortlisted this time. One foreigner and herself were directly passed by Tang Xiaoxiao. The other two are senior directors. They have their own studios, and the possibility of being pryed away is very slim. As a director of the Youth Group, Tang Xiaoxiao has directly set his sights on being a young talent in the past two years.

Xue Xiaohan came over, "Boss, who do you think will be taken away for the best director award this time?"

"He." Tang Xiaoxiao directly poked his finger at a name Ying Tiandong.

"Why?" Xue Xiaohan asked curiously.

"Because he is He Zusheng's thoughts, the one who wants to dig away." Tang Xiaoxiao put down the list, and a very nice smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "Although He Zusheng is a man, he naturally likes gorgeous and romantic style. This Ying Tiandong shot The film that came out is very fancy, which is quite in line with He Zusheng’s taste... Judging by He Zusheng’s ridiculous ideas, he will definitely use money to pave the way for Ying Tiandong. Therefore, this time the best director award is not him. Genus."

Xue Xiaohan looked at Tang Xiaoxiao with a smile, "So, boss, why don't we dig this Ying Tiandong?"

"No, I don't really appreciate Ying Tiandong, on the contrary, what I want to dig is this..."

Tang Xiaoxiao pointed his finger at another name, Si Hang.

"this person……"

"He is very young, with little qualifications, and no one is willing to invest him, but he can shoot a movie with such a peculiar style at a low cost of several hundred thousand yuan, which completely integrates commercial elements with literary elements. Together, the scale is well grasped. Such a person is very promising... I don’t worry that he will be stubborn like those elm knots of directors, clamoring about literary and artistic style every day, but completely ignoring whether it will be profitable. ."

With that, Tang Xiaoxiao closed the list, "Xiaohan, if I want to see Si Hang tonight, I just said I want to see him."

"Okay, boss."

In the evening in the guest room of the hotel’s living room, Tang Xiaoxiao and Cao Hao were sitting on the sofa looking at various scripts. Su Luo, Lan Xia and IOC were sitting on the side chatting about something, Cheng Mu and Tang. Several male artists such as Zheng and Shen Zhengliang gathered together to play poker, and the rare group members gathered together.

There was a knock on the door, and Xue Xiaohan pushed in and took a look at Tang Xiaoxiao, "Boss, Director Si Hang is here."

The one who walked in was a handsome and gentle young man. When he saw Tang Xiaoxiao, he was taken aback, with a somewhat surprised look on his face, "Xiaoxiao...is that you?"

what? Everyone stared at each other, staring at Tang Xiaoxiao dumbfounded.

Tang Xiaoxiao also looked at Si Hang inexplicably, the second monk, what...

"Have you forgotten me as a senior?" Si Hang looked at Tang Xiaoxiao in surprise, "When you were in your freshman military training, I could have already been a senior, and I happened to be the instructor at that time..."

rub! It's actually a senior at school, why would I know that?

Tang Xiaoxiao secretly glanced at the graduate school on Sihang's materials, and saw the words "Director Department of Film School of Donghai University" in that column. Then he smiled apologetically, "What, I'm so sorry, Si Hang Senior, my head has been hit, and I can't remember many things. I'm really sorry."