More than half of the scene of "A Chinese Ghost Story" has been filmed, and Wang Jing and Wang Fatzi flew over from Hong Kong to shoot the scene of Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen making trouble in Guobei County.

The county master played by Wang Jing in the original work is very classic, and Wang Zijun can't think of anyone who can act more dramatically, so he didn't plan to change actors at all, and personally called Wang Jing to play at the beginning of the year. Although Wang Fatzi didn't understand why Wang Zijun didn't look for a professional actor and looked for him, it was not a bad thing to cooperate with Wang Zijun, so he agreed without thinking about it.

At this time, Wang Jing was dressed as a Peking Opera clown, except that there was no oil paint on his face, whether it was an official hat or a robe in a robe of Peking Opera. He bent his legs and hid in the hem of his official robe, and walked out with a stagger, his comical appearance was easily reminiscent of Wu Dalang.

"Mighty Woo Woo Woo ......"

"Who beats the drums, the fee for ascending to the church in the middle of the night is doubled!"

"My lord, I saw the wanted criminal Liu Yidao!"

"Oh, master, he saw Liu Yidao."

"My lord, Liu Yidao is in the prison of the county government."

"Bold, that scholar, you cheated the silver and actually deceived the head of the museum. First fine 50 taels of silver, and then 20 boards! ”

“……”

"Since it's not a person who dies, then the official can't control it. Free withdrawal! ”

"Yes, free exit!"

Wang Jing yawned and squinted, and in his gestures, he had already played a corrupt official who had plucked his feathers vividly. His lines are all narrated by the harlequin of Peking Opera, and professional harlequin will be invited to dub it in the later stage.

"Click!" Cheng Xiaodong stood up and gave Wang Jing a thumbs up.

Wang Jing only had this scene, but he didn't leave after filming, but waited in the crew for dinner.

During the meal, Wang Jing took out a script, handed it to Wang Zijun and said, "Master Jun, I bother you to read this opera script." ”

"Don't call me Master Jun, your father is my senior...... Huh, gambling saint? cough cough ......" Wang Zijun almost choked on the rice when he saw the name of the script.

Wang Zijun has been filming "God of Gamblers" for many years, not only others have followed the trend to shoot various gambling films, but Wang's Film Company itself has also filmed "God of Gamblers 2" and "God of Gamblers 3", but the influence is not very great.

Unexpectedly, he robbed Wang Fatzi's "God of Gamblers", and he actually got "The Saint of Gambling" in advance.

Wang Fatzi rubbed his fat palms and said, "This is a script written by a person named Liu Zhengwei, and it happened that I was coming to Taipei, so he asked me to bring the script over." ”

The general content of "The Saint of Gambling" has not changed, but it is written after "God of Gamblers", and if it is to be filmed, it will inevitably involve copyright issues. Of course, Liu Zhengwei can be like the later "Thai Embarrassment", selling dog meat on the head of a sheep and promoting it in the name of the sequel to "Embarrassment", but in fact, he is infringing on other people's copyrights by playing a side game.

Other people's copyrights can be infringed, but Wang Zijun's copyright can't be touched. If Liu Zhengwei dares to shoot "The Saint of Gambling" without a single voice, then among the four largest cinema chains in Hong Kong now, only Golden Harvest and Princess Jin can release "The Saint of Gambling", and the cinemas of Wang and Yongsheng will directly ban the film. As for the station. b, the largest overseas market for Hong Kong films, don't even want to enter again.

"You can take the script directly to Wang's Film Company, by the way, it's better to tell Huaqiang that it was co-produced by Wang's and Yongsheng." Wang Zijun handed the script back to Wang Jing.

When Wang Zijun said this, he naturally agreed. Wang Jing planned to co-direct this movie with Liu Zhengwei, and was quite happy to hear the news, and asked, "Is Jun Ye interested in investing?" ”

"You go find Xiang Huaqiang first, if he is willing to pay, then the Wang family and Yongsheng will contribute half of it, if he is not willing to take it all." Wang Zijun said in a changed tone, "But I have one condition." ”

"You say." Wang Jingdao.

Wang Zijun said: "I will decide on a few main actors. ”

The smile on Wang Jing's face was a little deformed, but he still nodded, it was too normal for the producer to set the actors.

Wang Zijun said: "The name of the actor Arun was changed to Ah Xing, and let Zhou Xingxing of Jiayi TV play it, I think the role of the third uncle is very suitable for Wu Mengda......"

"Zhou Xingxing? Is it the one that hosts the children's program on Jiashi? Wang Jing thought for a long time before he remembered such a person. As for Wu Mengda, he is a bad gambler, and after his reputation became stinky, he collapsed, and in recent years, he can only play some irrelevant supporting roles in movies and TV series, and it is difficult to support his wife and children.

"Yes. Well, wait, I'll look at the script again. Wang Zijun took the script over and began to read it carefully, only to realize that there was something wrong with the script. "The Saint of Gambling" in the parallel space is tailor-made for Zhou Xingxing, and although the plot of this script is similar, it lacks a lot of nonsensical elements.

Time passed slowly, and Cheng Xiaodong walked over and reminded: "Master Jun, it's time to start work." ”

"Wait a minute." Wang Zijun closed the script and said to Wang Jing, "I want to revise this script, you call and ask Liu Zhengwei if I can change his script." ”

"You changed the script yourself? Okay, I'll call right away. Wang Jing was overjoyed, he had no pursuit of film art, but money and women were more attractive to him. Whether to change the script or not may be very serious for other directors, but Wang Jing doesn't care, Wang Zijun changed the script by himself, which can become a publicity stunt for "The Saint of Gambling". The higher the box office, the faster his Wang Jing's income and fame will rise.

In fact, Liu Zhengwei, the script of "The Saint of Gambling", was first handed to Wu Siyuan, but unfortunately because of copyright reasons, Golden Harvest's satellite companies Jiafeng Pictures and Siyuan Pictures both rejected the script, after all, Golden Harvest is cooperating with Wang's "Flying Eagle Project", and I don't want to make more trouble because of a script.

Liu Zhengwei and Wang Jing have a good personal relationship, this time I heard that Wang Jing was coming to Taipei, so I directly handed over the script to him and brought it over, and promised that the two would work together as a director.

When it was almost evening, Wang Jing finally ran back and said that Liu Zhengwei had agreed, and Wang Zijun could change the script as much as he wanted.

Since the original screenwriter agreed, Wang Zijun took it as a matter of course, and returned to the hotel bedroom after filming at night and began to fight at night.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

There was a knock on the door, and Wang Zijun only listened to the rhythm of the voice and knew that it was Wang Junxian who came. During this period of time, Wang Junxian would come to Wang Zijun's room every night to stay in Wang Zijun's room for half an hour under the pretext of playing.

When I opened the door, it wasn't Wang Junxian who was standing outside?

"What is this?" Wang Junxian proudly raised the bag in his hand, "I brought you delicious barbecued pork rice." ”

Wang Zijun took one of the plastic bags, hugged Wang Junxian's waist and said with a smile: "What, are you afraid that my brother will be hungry?" ”

"Self-inflicted!" Wang Junxian slapped off the paw on her waist and scolded, but the smile on her face was extraordinarily charming, completely flirtatious.

Wang Zijun put the barbecued pork rice on the coffee table, took the script and continued to revise it, Wang Jing is going back in the next few days, and he has to change the script quickly.

"Brother, what are you writing?" Wang Junxian, who was holding a rice bowl, stretched out his head.

"Brother" is Wang Junxian's name for Wang Zijun during this time, in fact, Zhang Guorong's "brother" nickname is because Wang Junxian called it out in "A Chinese Ghost Story", and the rest of the crew followed suit, and later became the affectionate name of Zhang Guorong's fans.

Now that Zhang Guorong has not participated in the filming of "A Chinese Ghost Story", he will naturally not be called like this anymore, and "brother" has become Wang Junxian's unique title for Wang Zijun.

Wang Zijun was concentrating on changing the script, and he didn't have time to tease the little girl, so he simply replied: "The script." ”

"Your new script?" Wang Junxian's interest has increased greatly, everyone knows that Wang Zijun is very good at writing scripts, and now that she has the opportunity to witness it with her own eyes, she has to take a closer look.

"No," Wang Zijun said, "it's to help people change the script." ”

"Oh." Wang Xuanxian picked up the barbecued pork and chewed the meat, and quietly watched Wang Zijun change the script on the side. I saw that he was like a god in his pen, and often with a sweep of his eyes, he would draw a line on it with a red pen, and then all kinds of funny lines flowed out of the tip of his pen.

Why did Wang Junxian practice basketball when he was in middle school? In addition to liking basketball, the most important thing is that I feel that my homework is too difficult, so I choose to learn basketball when I avoid it. If she was asked to write the script, she wouldn't be able to hold back a sentence for three days, so now Wang Junxian is simply impressed when she sees Wang Zijun's speed in changing the script.

Gradually, Wang Xuanxian's eyes shifted from the tip of the pen to Wang Zijun's face, and he looked at him in a daze, and smiled knowingly from time to time.

In the past few years, Wang Junxian has been teased and disturbed by Wang Zijun from time to time. This kind of harassment should have aroused the disgust of girls, but after Wang Junxian was angry at the time, he quickly healed the scar and forgot the pain, and stayed with Wang Zijun to talk and laugh. Perhaps, she subconsciously enjoyed Wang Zijun's teasing, and when she was lying in bed at night, she thought that their flirting during the day would make Wang Junxian laugh for a long time.

After a long time, Wang Zijun straightened up and stretched, although he only changed some details, but it took him more than two hours, from more than nine o'clock to twelve o'clock.

"Changed?" Wang Xuanxian asked.

Wang Zijun found out that Wang Juexian was still there, and said in surprise: "Why haven't you gone to rest yet, you have to get up early tomorrow." ”

Wang Junxian stuck out his tongue and said, "I see you change the script, you accidentally forget the time, then I'll go first." ”

"Wait a minute," Wang Zijun said as he took her hand, "I haven't said goodbye yet." ”

Wang Junxian knew what Wang Zijun meant by saying goodbye, but he pretended not to know anything and said, "Good night, brother." ”

"Don't try to get by." Wang Zijun hugged her soft waist and fell on the sofa, began to taste the petal-like lips, and reached into her clothes to rub the pair of small breasts, according to Wang Zijun, he was giving her breast enhancement massage.

"Brother, you're so annoying." Wang Junxian refused intermittently, seemingly extremely reluctant, but in fact she took the initiative to send it to the door. knew that Wang Zijun would be so unruly to her every time, but he was happy to run over and be bullied every day.

Wang Zijun left her lips, rubbed two handfuls of "shuxiong" with her hand and said, "Zuxian, today seems to be a little older than yesterday, it seems that my breast enhancement is very effective." ”

"I don't believe it." When Wang Junxian spoke, he subconsciously looked down at his chest.

Wang Zijun smiled: "Why don't we verify it on the spot?" ”

"Don't, brother, you're so bad." Wang Xuanxian struggled.

"Shhh Wang Zijun tore his hands brutally, and the clothes on Wang Junxian's chest were directly torn, revealing his white chest.

Wang Junxian's body stiffened for a moment, and then he felt the cherry on his chest warm and moist, but it was Wang Zijun who buried his head there and sucked.

(To be continued)