After Wang Zhongying inherited the script of Shaw Brothers, he took Mary to cruise in the banquet, and met many characters who would become popular on the screen in the future.

Genghis Khan's guard Liu Dehua, bandit soldier Zhou Xingxing, golden soldier Liang Chaowei!

Wang Zhong took the initiative to talk to everyone, formed a bit of incense, and remembered everyone's name!

Now these people are all hidden dragons, but as long as there is a suitable opportunity, they will definitely soar for nine days!

They will support half of Hong Kong and Taiwan film and television!

Wang Zhong didn't plan to introduce them to Uncle Shao Liu, it wasn't Wang Zhong's selfishness, but everyone had their own life, the sword edge was sharpened by itself, and the fragrance of plum blossoms came from the bitter cold!

The current grinding has created their future glory!

If they rashly change their lives now, Wang Zhong is worried that it will backfire!

I Ching Cloud: Don't use the hidden dragon!

It means that the dragon is lurking, don't do anything!

"Wang Sheng, what do you think of "Shooting the Condor"?"

Run Run Shaw held his wine glass, Fang Yihua stood behind him in an orderly manner, and Run Run Shaw's whole body revealed an indescribable kingly atmosphere.

If the matter of Zou Daheng is a mountain, then Sir Shao is the sea.

Although the sea looks calm, it contains infinite energy, which is also like Sir Shao's personality, it looks very gentle on the surface, but if anyone thinks that he is old and easy to deceive, then be prepared to withstand the roar of the sea!

"The popularity of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" will exceed everyone's expectations!"

Wang Zhong said confidently.

"Wang Sheng, this is Miss Mary who walked the catwalk at Paris Fashion Week and amazed the scene, right?"

Run Run Shaw looked at Mary standing behind Wang Zhong and said with a smile.

"Mr. Shao. You know me?"

Mary looked at Run Shaw with some surprise on her face.

"The most amazing oriental beauty on the Paris catwalk!"

"Paris is the fashion capital, and the eyes of the whole world are focused there, not only I know, but I am afraid that the whole of Xiangjiang already knows!"

Run Run Shaw said with a smile.

"Miss Mary. Are you interested in developing in the film and television industry? Sign a contract with wireless, I guarantee that you will be popular all over Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Southeast Asia!"

Fang Yihua looked at Mary, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and asked with a smile.

"Thank you, Aunt Six, I don't really like the atmosphere in the entertainment industry!"

Mary glanced at Wang Zhong. He refused without hesitation.

"It has always been Mary's dream to become a professional model, and I plan to let Mary develop in the Hong Kong and Taiwan modeling industry!"

Seeing that Fang Yihua wanted to say something more, Wang Zhong took a sip of tea and said with a smile.

"Wang Sheng. The current modeling industry in Hong Kong and Taiwan is not very mature, and there is no good agency, Miss Mary will secretly invest in the development of the modeling industry!"

Fang Yihua said with some concern. Fang Yihua's worries are not reasonable, Xiangjiang's film and television industry is openly manipulated in the hands of Run Run Shaw, Zou Daheng, Xiang Qiang and others, but secretly there are associations everywhere. A modeling agency without background energy will eventually become the object of exploitation by the community. The fate of the models inside will also be more miserable.

"I will set up an economic company specifically for Mary, and find the most professional personnel to package and build Mary!"

Wang Zhong said with a smile.

"Really, boss!"

Mary said with some surprise.

Fang Yihua glanced at Mary with some reluctance. Mary is one of the most promising actresses she's ever met. But she also believes in Wang Zhong's strength and vision, and if she sets up a company by herself, the resources will definitely be tilted, which is incomparable to wireless, and it is a better choice for Mary!

"I'll say hello to Mr. Xiang!"

Wang Zhong understands Fang Yihua's worries, the current film and television industry is inextricably linked to black. A lot of small companies live in fear.

Although the Xiang brothers are whitewashed, they still have a lot of influence. And there should be no one who doesn't have long eyes, and it's not fun to find yourself!

"That's good!"

Fang Yihua saw that Wang Zhong understood his concerns. Nodding reassuringly.

"I also need Uncle Six, Aunt Six to help find a few suitable agents, and help me put up the shelf first!"

Wang Zhong said with a smile.

"That's fine!"

Sir Shao nodded and agreed without hesitation.

Wireless home is a big business, and it is not difficult to send a few professional brokers!

"Thank you, Uncle Six!"

Wang Zhong smiled and raised his glass to express his gratitude.

"Wang Sheng, when will you publish a new book?"

Seeing that the matter had been discussed, Jin Tang asked with a smile.

"Now readers write to us every day, urging you to open a new book!"

"I've been writing a book recently!"

Wang Zhong looked at Jin Tang, who was in a hurry, and said with a smile.

"What's the content?"

Jin Tang's eyes showed joy and asked curiously.

"Journey to the West!"

Wang Zhong's mouth opened slightly, and he said in a voice that the two of them could hear:

"The Legend of Wukong!"

The story does not advance according to the single narrative mode in "Journey to the West", but is narrated in three threads: - it is the inseparable ** love between Zhu Bajie and Ah Yue, the second is the warm but suppressed relationship between Sun Wukong and Zixia, and the third is the mournful affection between Tang Seng and Xiaobailong. The story is constantly switching between Zhu Bajie, Sun Gekong, and Tang Seng, and each story seems to be its own, but they are spliced together to form a complete story. This postmodernist narrative mode, which disrupts the narrative events and logical sequences, and allows the story to pass freely between the past and the present, between the mortal and the immortal world, is like a montage in a movie, constantly switching between the camera, showing the typical characteristics of postmodernism. ”

"Isn't it too advanced, I'm afraid readers won't accept it!"

Jin Tang's mouth opened slightly, and he asked with some surprise.

"Xiangjiang is a place where many cultures blend, not only the traditional and conservative Eastern civilization, but also the open and hot Western ideas, they will accept it!"

Wang Zhong said confidently while holding up his wine glass.

I want this day to not cover my eyes, I want this earth to bury my heart, I want all the Buddhas in the sky to disappear!

Wang Zhong couldn't help but think of the Monkey King who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, and kept insisting on his beliefs!

"Wang Sheng!"

"Wang Sheng!"

"Wang Sheng!"

Several beautiful actresses greeted Wang Zhong with a smile. Everyone can see that Wang Zhong, the consultant, has a lot of weight in Sir Shao's heart, and if he makes a good impression on Wang Zhong, maybe he will be able to pull himself at a critical moment!

Wang Zhong looked at the many actresses in front of him, several of whom were well-known diva superstars in later generations, and they were popular all over Asia. But now they are just some second-rate actresses who have just debuted and are famous, and even more depressed, and they have not yet entered the audience's field of vision!

Wang Zhong was not arrogant, and greeted everyone with a smile.

Of course, a few words of advice are indispensable, although only a few words. But it was enough to ignite their hope!

It's easy to put the icing on the cake, but it's hard to send charcoal in the snow!

Say more good things and make more good connections!

Wang Zhong maneuvers among celebrities from all walks of life, adhering to the eight-character principle, and has a feeling of being at home like a fish in water.

A lot of people are mild about this. The consultant who did not have the slightest frame had a good impression, which is also what Wang Zhong wants to see!

"Wang Sheng, am I really suitable for acting?"

Lin Zhenying and Hong Fatzi happened to meet Wang Zhong who was swimming alone, and asked a little unconfidently.

"Of course, you have to have faith in yourself!"

Wang Zhong raised his glass and said with a serious face.

"If you have time to ponder the next Dao technique, it's best to learn to draw charms systematically!"

"Yes!"

Lin Zhenying nodded in agreement.

"He once played an old and weak Taoist priest in "Scary", and was nominated for Best Action at the 3rd Xiangjiang Film Awards for this film!"

All in a suit. Hong Fat, who was tall and looked like a mountain of meat, took the initiative to introduce Wang Zhong.

"That's just a nomination!"

Lin Zhenying said with some embarrassment.

"That's amazing, too!"

Wang Zhong's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he said with a smile.

"Can you show me that?"

"Of course!"

Lin Zhenying is not hypocritical.

Lin Zhenying's expression was stunned. The tail of the eyebrows is even more raised, and the face is full of Yan Sù seriousness, and Yan Sù is also full of a trace of justice.

Lin Zhenying seems to have instantly incarnated into a Maoshan High Road that slays demons and destroys demons and maintains the common people!

Wang Zhong couldn't help nodding secretly in his heart, acting skills can be honed, but the most difficult thing to change is temperament!

Many people are not free to change their temperament. Therefore, their acting path is very narrow, and they can only play good people if they play good people. Those who play villains can only play villains!

But real actors, they can freely transform various temperaments. Today maybe he will play a majestic gambling god, tomorrow maybe he will play a vicious gangster, and the day after tomorrow he will become a down-and-out ordinary person!

But no matter how the roles change, they can grasp the essence of it as quickly as possible, and the interpretation is vivid!

Lin Zhenying naturally does not have actor-level acting skills, but his temperament is full of chivalry and righteousness, giving people a feeling of Yan Chixia's rebirth, which is really suitable for playing the role of Maoshan Taoist!

"Yuan Shi'an Town told Wan Ling Yue to blaspheme the true official land and Lingling

The left and the right must not be alarmed, return to the right path, and purify inside and outside

Each security position guards the altar and the court is too good to hunt down the evil spirits

The Dharma Protector God King defends the chanting and takes refuge in the Great Dao Yuan Henry Zhen!"

Lin Zhenying recited a spell in Cantonese, and his fingers formed a sword finger, drawing talismans in the air. is indescribably chic and handsome, if you wear a Taoist robe, everyone will probably think that Lin Zhenying is really a true Taoist!

"Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law!"

Lin Zhenying stepped on Yu steps, his fingers kept slicing in the air, and his eyes were staring ahead, as if there was an unfinished spell in the air.

Wang Zhong looked at the air with a stern face!

Because there is indeed a spell in the air!

This spell is not made of cinnabar as ink and yellow paper as the surface, but Lin Zhenying's own spirit and spirit condensation, the charm is condensed but not dispersed, exuding a breathtaking power!

Excessive overdraft of energy made Lin Zhenying's face look a little pale!

Wang Zhong thought to himself that Lin Zhenying's untimely death should be inseparable from overdraft!

Although this talisman is an ordinary "land talisman", it has brought a great shock to Wang Zhong!

Did Lin Zhenying really learn spells?

Or is Lin Zhenying really a Taoist heir?

"I'm also a little involved in talismans, I once studied with an old Taoist when I was young, according to my seniority, I should be the twentieth generation of the Heavenly Dao Sect!"

Lin Zhenying saw the confusion on Wang Zhong's face and explained with a smile.

Looking at the zombie Taoist series in later generations, Wang Zhong felt that Uncle Ying's actions of drawing talismans were unusual, and some people speculated that Uncle Ying should really know the art of drawing talismans!

I didn't expect this doubt to finally be solved today!

"Heavenly Dao Sect, who is your master?"

Wang Zhong asked with some curiosity. Because of the scarcity of descendants, the Heavenly Dao Sect has a poor reputation in the outside world, but every descendant of the Heavenly Dao Sect takes it as their mission to slay demons and eliminate demons, and has a high reputation in the cultivation world!

"The family teacher is Mao Xiaofang, the nineteenth generation descendant of the Heavenly Dao Sect!"

Lin Zhenying said with a stern look of reverence.

Wang Zhong's mouth opened wide, and he looked at Lin Zhenying in a daze, what's wrong with this world!

Ma Xiaoling and Mao Xiaofang have all appeared!

Is there really a general, and the Pangu clan can't do it?

"It's a pity that the family teacher has passed away, and the inheritance left behind is not complete, only arts, not Tao!"

Lin Zhenying said with some regret.

A hint of clarity flashed in Wang Zhong's eyes, no wonder Lin Zhenying was drawing spells by overdrawing his vitality, it turned out that there was a problem with the inheritance!

Taoism, Taoism, Taoism is the foundation, and Taoism is just the way to protect the Tao!

Lin Zhenying's inheritance only has art and no Tao!

This is to sacrifice the basics and take the end, after all, you can't get the way!

"There is no way to practice, it is the flower in the mirror, the moon in the water!"

Lin Zhenying's eyes showed regret and sadness, and he sighed and said.

"What way, what art, what are you talking about?"

Hong Fatzi looked at the two of them a little blankly, he could understand a few points at first, but then he couldn't understand a word.

"Tao and art are like Jin Gong's Huashan faction qi sword dispute, Tao is internal strength, art is moves, although both are very important, but comparatively speaking, I still think that internal strength is more important than moves, because internal strength is the foundation of life. If you only focus on moves, you don't know the internal skills, even if you practice the world's best swordsmanship, so what? In a few years, you will go to see him again!"

Wang Zhong said with a sneer.

Lin Zhenying's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but think of Bruce Lee, that god-like man!

The healthiest man in the world left everyone completely at a young age!

Of course, there are many reasons, but it is also inseparable from Bruce Lee's excessive focus on move speed!

"If Brother Xiaolong understood this truth, maybe he wouldn't have died young!"

Lin Zhenying said with some sighs.

"Brother Xiaolong's speed has reached the extreme, even if it is slowed down to 1/4, it is difficult for the camera to capture his movements! I once fought with Brother Xiaolong, and before I could make a move, I was kicked away!"

"I didn't even take a move!"

Hong Fatty's eyes showed a look of nostalgia, fear and pain, he seemed to have returned to that day, and he wanted to challenge Bruce Lee with high spirits!

The results are instantaneous!

That competition had a great impact on Hong Fatzi, not only made him understand the truth that there are people outside the world!

Let him know that the martial arts he has always been proud of are actually more like playing house!

Since then, Hong Fatzi no longer regards himself as a master, but puts all his energy into his acting career!

"Wang Sheng, who are you?"

Lin Zhenying looked at Wang Zhong with a shocked expression, and his eyes were full of disbelief. (To be continued)

High-speed debut back to the past as a warlock latest chapter, this chapter is the one hundred and sixty-first chapter of the wireless celebration banquet, the address is R640