Three days later, in Los Angeles, a small two-story building in the company.

"You're here. ”

"I'm coming. ”

Zhang Hong looked at Li Xinran, who seemed to be a lot more mature in front of him, and directly grabbed his shoulders and walked out of the house, "Then don't hesitate, hurry up and report your ID number, and after buying the ticket, let's go directly to Hengdian." When I got to the set, we talked slowly.

By the way, you can just call me Brother Hong like Luo Yun and them. ”

Li Xinran was not very accustomed to his enthusiasm, and staggered a few steps with his strength before he whispered, "Brother Hong." ”

.........

Flying is not fishing, nor is it riding in a car, and of course you don't need to wear a helmet.

When he arrived on the set, Zhang Hong began to tell Li Xinran about the script of "Idol Legend".

After finishing speaking, Li Xinran thought for a while and asked, "Zhang ...... Brother Hong, do you mean that you want me to write a few songs in different styles, but the lyrics should be positive, and there should be a background that fits everyone's background?"

According to Brother Hong, he wants to write rap, hot-blooded songs, and the gentle kind.

Anyway, it's a song with no love element.

"Yes. Zhang Hong made a loud noise.

"Actually, it's not that hard. He continued, "All it takes is a momentary catch, that is, a good sound, and that's enough." ”

If every piece of music is a classic, then Li Xinran can write it.

Not to mention Li Xinran, even if Zhang Hong is allowed to come, he can't think of what song to "carry" for a while.

If it was a classic song, he really couldn't think of it.

Indeed, there are many classic hits that have nothing to do with love, but he can't remember them.

Other classic golden songs don't have a topic, so I have to find Li Xinran to be a "tool man".

Although the songs he wrote were not as good as those he carried, Zhang Hong could pat his conscience and say that the songs written by this kid were quite good.

Li Xinran took a deep breath and said, "Brother Hong, then I'll go write rap first." ”

This is what he is best at, and just listening to the script told by Brother Hong, he already has a little inspiration.

This rap doesn't need to be very profound, the main purpose is to be funny.

This one was too simple for him.

Seeing his promise, Zhang Hong's eyes lit up, he hugged his shoulders very enthusiastically, and said with a smile: "Brother, I remember that you also know how to rock and roll, right?"

Li Xinran nodded: "I understand a little, but I just understand a little." ”

Brother Hong is really a noble man who forgets things.

The second episode of the variety show is rock and roll, but he directly killed himself in seconds.

"That's good. Zhang Hong began to inch in, "Have you studied the heavy metal rock?"

A confident expression froze on Li Xinran's face, "Huh?"

............

When Li Xinran came, he was full of ambition and was determined to write a few classic songs to appear in front of people.

As a result, he has now begun to shut himself up in the house and not come out.

Even the meal was taken out by his agent.

Otherwise, he was afraid that he would starve himself to death inside.

Don't care about him over there, but Zhang Hong is ready to take everyone to shoot.

The first thing to do, of course, is traditional performing arts.

"Ah Chuan, where did you put the three statues?"

When Li Hua took his script to start filming before, Lin Chuan also took the three statues away, saying that he wanted to borrow Zhang Hong's luck.

Now most of the people and horses led by Li Hua are sleepy and lacking.

So Zhang Hong only left a few backbones, and the rest were given paid leave to let them go back to Los Angeles to rest.

Then he pulled a large group of people and killed them directly.

So the question is, what about Lao Tzu's "Lao Wang", "Correct Goddess" and "Foreign Bodhisattva"?

"Come on, Brother Hong!"

Before Lin Chuan could move, Wang Ye trotted over with the three statues in his hands.

Zhang Hong was very satisfied.

He took the statue in Wang Ye's hand and placed it on the table, and then patted Wang Ye on the shoulder, "Brother Wang, it's okay, I'll give you a script to practice another day." ”

Wang Ye's small eyes glared at the boss, and his neck turned red with excitement, "It's okay!

God is eye-opening!

He boasted that he was the number one general under Brother Hong, but he didn't get anything good.

Wang Chen and Luo Yun are just them, they are actors.

Why can a later Li Hua be able to shoot a TV series in front of him?

Now is he really going to get out of it?

All this effort has not been in vain!

The harder you work, the luckier you get! Come on! Wang Ye! You are the best!

Ignoring Wang Ye, who had already begun to fall into self-emotion, Zhang Hong placed the three sculptures neatly before nodding with satisfaction.

After that, he put the small flower pot that had been prepared in front of the "Correct Goddess" in the middle, and then looked back at Lin Chuan, "Ah Chuan, where are your cigars? ”

Lin Chuan is also an old fritter now, and as soon as Zhang Hong pouts his buttocks, he knows what kind of fart is going to be put in his buttocks.

He looked vigilant: "Come less! In order to make a TV series, I don't have much inventory, and now you still want to hack me three times? Even if you are my half-brother!"

Zhang Hong was helpless, and turned to look at Liu Yishou's old smoking gun.

Liu Yishou smacked his lips, took out half a bag of Hetianxia from his pocket and threw it to him, "Save a little, five yuan a piece." ”

Zhang Hong didn't reply, but directly pulled out three, and then naturally put the remaining small half bag into his pocket.

After that, he lit three cigarettes, then led everyone to bow respectfully three times, and finally inserted the cigarette into the small flower pot in front of the statue.

Everyone has become accustomed to it, only Wu Dingguo doesn't know why, "He's ...... What are you doing?"

He came here today to attend the opening ceremony, and then he was going to rush back to the capital.

He is not like Liu Yishou and Sun Zheng, who are very busy, and it is already very face-saving to be able to take the time to come over today.

Although Zhang Hong didn't think about looking for him at all.

The good old man Sun Zheng touched his bald head and explained with a smile: "This is Xiaohong's own invention, he doesn't believe in that, but he can't stand others believing it, so he doesn't bother to find anything like Guan Gong Zhao Caishen, so he just put it up himself."

Originally, this old king, the correct goddess and the foreign bodhisattva were all just drawn, and his crew Na Lin Chuan also specially found someone to carve these three statues. ”

Wu Dingguo, who was so squinted by his bald head that he was reflected, wondered: "Lao Wang, the right goddess, the foreign bodhisattva, what is it?"

I've never heard of it.

Anyway, these three statues are also strange.

One looks like a human being, but with a cross around his neck, a string of Buddhist beads in his left hand, a dusty handle in his right hand, a robe on his body, and a lama hat on his head.

Another female sculpture is still bald, and then the body is colorful, with ears of wheat in her hands, and cats and dogs under her feet.

Finally, there is an octopus head with wings, limbs, and a body.

What is this?

"The correct goddess, overseas foreign bodhisattvas, and the great priest of the Shaolin Temple office in Wudang Mountain, Wang Lama, referred to as Lao Wang. Sun Zheng explained.

"Wait a minute! I'm a little dizzy. Wu Dingguo raised his hand and rubbed his eyes blinded by the reflection of his bald head, and said, "What is it?"

Sun Zheng: "......"

With the same water word number routine, he won't do it a second time.

"I understand, can filming officially start?" Faced with his silence, Wu Dingguo no longer pursued, "I just want to see how he filmed, and then I went back to the capital." ”

Liu Yishou nodded and called Zhang Hong to ask.

Zhang Hong did not delay, and after instructing the field staff to move the tables and flower pots and statues down, he clapped his hands: "The shooting has officially started!"

He pulled his little cousin, who had been in a daze, over and said with a smile: "The first scene of the first scene will be handed over to you." After being hit by a car for a while, Weiya hoisted up and flew in a more natural posture. ”

Zhang Yuanying: "......"