After the waste wood is dropped, A explodes the world

Due to the excessive force, the man lay on the ground, clutching his shoulders and yelling "Aww".

"The opponent is stronger than you, how did you manage to knock him down with three moves?" The producer smiled.

"It doesn't matter whether the opponent is big or not, the important thing is that the attack should be fast, accurate and ruthless." Chu Xun replied.

There was a look of appreciation in the producer's eyes, and he called in three famous martial arts actors to fight with him one after another. Without saying a word, he knocked down all three moves, which made the producer and director dumbfounded.

It's not to blame that their martial arts actors are not good, on the contrary, their martial arts skills are amazing.If it were someone else, he would be smashed to pieces if he couldn't catch his move at all. To blame, he can only be blamed for not being from this world.

The interview passed smoothly, and Yuan Mei was very satisfied after finding out about it on the phone, and she also spoke politely to him.

He found time to go back to the house, Liu Xuan had already left, the house was neat and tidy, without any trace of being turned over, standing in the middle of the empty room, he just felt empty in his heart.

Looking back at the events of last night, it was like a dream.

Until now, he couldn't believe it, he lost his master.

That silent, pale, thin Shen Qingxuan just disappeared from under his nose?

He retreated to the window in a daze. It was evening, and the sky was full of red clouds covering the earth. The rays climbed up the window inch by inch, reflecting his face red.

He lowered his head slightly, and gently pressed his face against the tea-colored glass that was still warm.

The birds returning home outside the window fluttered their wings and landed on the old locust tree in front of the door. His heart suddenly seemed to be grabbed by something, and he felt pain in his heart and liver.

The world is so big, even the returning birds have homes, yet Shen Qingxuan has nowhere to put them in a cemetery.

His fists were clenched tightly, and tears trickled down his face from the corners of his eyes.

That day, he stood by the window for a long time.

No one knows how the state of mind of an unknown young man in this small rental house changed that day.

No one knew that in the days that followed, he was ambitious, greedy for profit, and crazily revenged.

Chu Xun has already understood that only with basic living security and a large number of connections can he have a chance to find Shen Qingxuan in this well-connected world.

In the evening, he was invited to the restaurant that Gu Chuan had reserved. Gu Chuan had been waiting for a long time at the dining table next to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"I heard you went to an audition today?" Gu Chuan crossed his legs on the chair and said with a smile.

"Yeah." Chu Xun pulled the white rattan chair across from him and sat down.

"I passed by the Century Building this morning and saw you and a person at the entrance of the shopping mall, so I took the liberty to ask, is that your friend?"

"Hmm." Chu Xun didn't have the heart to chat now, so he just dealt with a few words casually, just for the sake of one less powerful enemy blocking the way.

Gu Chuan picked up the steaming coffee cup, stirred it with a small spoon, moved it to his lips and took a sip, "Your friend looks good, do you have any plans to enter the entertainment industry?"

When Chu Xun heard this, he was listless, but now his eyes widened.

Gu Chuan smiled: "As long as your friend wants to come, I can say hello to my manager and ask him to arrange a role for your friend."

Chu Xun suddenly realized, "You really know how to joke, he has his own job, how could he become a monk halfway to become an artist?"

"That's not necessarily true." Gu Chuan turned his head and looked at the colorful neon lights outside the window, "Can you give me his cell phone number? I'll call and ask."

Chu Xun just thought it was funny, calling a serious person like Liu Xuan an entertainer, isn't it a fool's dream? He took out his mobile phone and gave Gu Chuan the phone number, just waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

Yang Xiang didn't see it, but Yuan Mei's phone blew up.

"I said Chu Xun, just praised you, you don't know the heights of heaven and earth? You don't know how to flatter you! Do you want this assistant? If you don't come to get it, pack up and leave immediately!"

It was only then that Chu Xun remembered that he had received a call from Yuan Mei in the early morning, telling him to go to her house to get an assistant at night. If it had been normal, he would have swallowed his anger and received a scolding.

But today, he didn't.