Just like many classmates guessed.

I told Luo Xiaolou that I am currently taking on a film, my job is to direct, and I hope that Picasso and his sister Kangqi, as well as Picasso's father, family, and friends will come together to make a cameo appearance in a wedding scene.

I said, "Picasso, Ivan really needs your help this time." I have no relatives and no friends in this city. I know that my request is very abrupt, and I will not be able to accept the transfer of so many people at one time. But, I really can't help it,"

Luo Xiaolou thought for a while and said: "Ivan, my sister and I are here, it's absolutely no problem, although we haven't studied acting, we guarantee that we can act very well." I was worried about my father, family and friends. I'm afraid they won't be able to act. ”

I said with certainty, "Yes, you need to discuss this with your father." With his consent, I'm sure you, Picasso, are a great artist, and your father and family will be very enlightened. ”

I clasped Luo Xiaolou's hand and said, "This time, I really thank you so much." It's not early, I'm going back, you have to think about the wording. Tomorrow I will bring the wedding program and related lines. Don't think about it, concentrate on it, follow the procedure step by step, read the lines well, and do enough drama, you are an excellent actor. ”

Luo Xiaolou was excited: "Thank you Ivan, in fact, I found that I seem to have a bit of talent as an actor......"

I'm afraid that there will be extraneous branches, don't end the wedding, the Luo family has another Oscar. hurriedly said to him: "The showbiz is too dark, and I can't think of it, your job is painting, and the actor is just a cameo." ”

"Good! Thank you, Ivan, for giving me this opportunity. Luo Xiaolou clasped my hand and said excitedly.

Before leaving, I told Luo Xiaolou to drink less coffee and rest more. These two days will be very busy......

I said goodbye to Luo Xiaolou, and I walked out of the room.

Outside, in the courtyard.

Wheelchair Luo, Lin Bingbing, was sitting at a tea table, waiting nervously.

"How's it going, Brother Ji?" Wheelchair Luo asked.

I laughed: "Mr. Luo, Xiaolou now needs you to organize family and friends to attend his wedding with Kangqi......

I will never forget the surprised look on the faces of wheelchair Luo and Lin Bingbing.

They were completely stunned, shocked, and had a look of utter disbelief on their faces.

I didn't think I was so strong, how peculiar I was.

I......

It's just a change of thinking, calm analysis, summary, and then make up a small story according to the symptoms.

This method can also be used for normal people. In ancient times, politically it was called the art of lobbying, and its ancestor was the famous Guiguzi predecessors. The book is the 'Vertical and Horizontal Doctrine'.

In modern times, we sometimes call it a strategy, sometimes we call it, a white lie!

The rest of the day was very busy.

Because, if I started this matter, I have to really do it.

I contacted the wedding company that the Luo family had made an appointment with and made up an identity for myself, and I was the wedding director hired by the Luo family.

I asked the wheelchair Luo to call and explain my identity.

Then, I learned the whole process of the wedding.

After I learned, I went to Lunkuluo's house to teach Xiaolou.

On the day of the wedding, I dressed up as an uninhibited, artistic director.

Commanding the wedding company, at the famous Xli restaurant, shouted an Action......

The wedding was a great success.

There are many ladies who do not know the truth and shed tears of excitement for the union of Picasso and Concierge.

There are also many girls who are secretly accumulating energy, vowing to marry a boy like Luo Xiaolou.

Lin Bingbing's parents and relatives are also very satisfied.

Finally, after the wedding, I got into the Bentley car that Lin Bingbing and Luo Xiaolou were riding, I pulled out the driver, sat in the driver's seat, and then I said to Luo Xiaolou: "Good......"

Luo Xiaolou was excited: "Ivan, is my performance good?" ”

I said, "Great, great, now, it's time for you to go home and create." ”

Luo Xiaolou was happy: "Ivan, what you said is so right, I feel that acting is really tiring, especially in front of so many strangers." ”

"I still like to draw." Luo Xiaolou added.

I nodded.

At this time, I noticed that Lin Bingbing was staring at me obliquely with a meaningful look.

I know she's looking forward to the next one.

That's the scene in the cave room!

Of course, the actor is not Luo Xiaolou......

I took Lin Bingbing's eyes, and was about to say something to her, when suddenly, the wheelchair Luo came over excitedly on crutches, pulled me out of the car door, and whispered to the side: "Brother Ji, thank you for your kindness, in the future, you can see how Luo behaves." ”

I laughed and said, "It's a small thing, you don't have to worry about it." ”

Wheelchair Luo reached out and patted me on the shoulder: "Where is this trifle, this ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, my phone rang suddenly.

Pick it up and turn it on.

The half-immortal shuddered and said, "Boda, you...... Come back soon, ...... again It's going to be smashed again! ”

Go to his uncle's land! What a society this! Brother opened a Chinese medicine club, and someone smashed the field every day, so that no one could live!

I came back to the speed, and I said to the wheelchair Luo: "Work, urgent!" I'm going to go first, and when I have time to get back, we'll get back together. ”

The wheelchair Luo put the crutches on his stomach, clenched his fists and said, "Another day!" I'm ready, and I'll invite Brother Ji to my home again! ”

I replied, "Then I'll go first." ”

When I turned around and came to the Bentley, I told Xiaolou that I had something to do, and we often talked on the phone when we returned.

At the end, I ate Lin Bingbing's resentful gaze again, closed the car door, moved, crossed the road, took a taxi, and went back to the club.

In fact, when I came back from home a few days ago, Master Dao and my grandfather gave me a vaccination.

Grandpa said that our ancient China is vast and rich, and the medical skills of the Ji family can only be regarded as a small branch in such a large country.

In ancient China, there were shamans and witch doctors in the north. There are martial arts doctors in Cangzhou (martial arts in that place, they are all practicing martial arts while learning medicine), and Zen doctors around Shaolin. There are more mysterious Miao doctors in Xiangxi. There are also Tibetan doctors in Tibet, numerologists in the southern coastal area.

My method of combining eight characters to treat people is not new at all.

Dao Ye said that there were many great doctors in the Ming and Qing dynasties who did this. Moreover, it is very good, and it has become a system of its own.

There are so many categories of doctors, and there are countless small branches of school.

Not to mention those Tibetan doctors, Miao doctors. Take the Chinese medicine prescription alone, there are the Qinghuo school in the north, the spleen and stomach school in Zhejiang, and the tonic school in the south, etc., and there are countless of them.

These doctors all learned from their teachers, and they have a kind of worship close to faith in their bones. So, when your unintentional behavior does offend their interests and face. The smashing of the field happened.

It's just that this kind of smashing the field is not necessarily a knife or a gun, it is a criminal act.

It's just to make a problem, or set a way for you, if you can solve it.

Hey, you're strong! Immediately give it up, and look at you by three points.

can't break it, pull down your face, throw a few unpleasant words, and kill you with no aura!

I sat in a taxi, and I estimated in my heart that the person who came to smash the field this time was probably the Lu massage therapist next to Mrs. Zheng. But it's definitely not her, I've seen her own kung fu, to be honest, in the massage industry, she can only be regarded as a real master massager.

It's not a master who can do all the real kung fu.

The people of the Lu faction......

I pondered it carefully, secretly wondering what this man looked like.

How big can that be? I estimate that the people who can do such things as going out and smashing the field are definitely young people.

Middle-aged people, steady, unless touched by the benefits of cutting meat. Otherwise, they won't move. The old man, that's the senior, usually can't make a hand, how can he be like a young man, smashing people at every turn?

I thought about this, and drove downstairs to the clubhouse.

I looked up, looked at the building, took a deep breath, opened the door, and got out of the car......

"Hey...... Hey, you didn't pay for the car. ”

"Oh......" I hurriedly came back to my senses, took the money to the driver to settle the bill, and then re-took a deep breath and went back to the clubhouse.

When I got to the door, I entered the house, and when I looked up, I was stunned.

This atmosphere is full of harmony.

In the hall, it can be seen that the half-immortal is drinking tea with two people at the tea table.

Zhang Yuanzheng was holding a mop and wiping the floor clean and shiny.

In addition, there were three young girls in their twenties, sitting around a reception table of eight immortals, accompanied by Xiaofei and Ye Xuan.

I looked at it carefully, and I found that under the table of the Eight Immortals, there were three wooden barrels. That bucket is not something from the clubhouse, it should be something brought by the other party.

After I entered the house, I talked to Xiaofei and Ye Xuan first, and then walked straight to the half-immortal.

When I got closer, I was happy.

The person who came was the sturdy woman surnamed Fan, but she was not alone, there was a young girl with a ponytail, a T-shirt, a denim skirt, and small cloth shoes next to her.

Well, this is a young girl, and her skin is very white and very tender.

Look at the appearance, although it is not the stunning beauty of my seventh master, nor does it have the domineering and awe-inspiring temperament of the queen, and it does not have the natural delicate and noble spirit of Ren Ling.

However, she has a different charm.

How so? It is calm, ethereal, and smart.

The facial features are not top-notch, but they are also middle-to-upper, and they are estimated to be not short, and the head is about to catch up with the queen.

has an excellent temperament, and when you look at it coldly, it's like a Taoist aunt who doesn't eat fireworks in the world.

That's right, it's a bit of the legendary tomb sect of the little dragon girl.

Cold! Faint, non-cannibalistic cold. This is the biggest feature of this girl.

When the half-immortal saw me coming, he got up and said, "Hey, that, this is ......."

The girl surnamed Fan rushed to speak, she stood up, raised her head slightly and said, "Mr. Ji, you must know me." As soon as I said goodbye that day, I told my uncle's little sister about your situation, and my little sister was very curious. So, I wanted to visit it in person. ”

I smiled at the girl surnamed Fan: "I have something to do, I am not in the club, so I came here, and the hospitality is not good, and I haven't asked you what to call it?" ”

Fan's surname is a woman: "Fan Shufen." ”

"Oh, Comrade Shufen, it's a pleasure to meet you." I stretched out my hand, and the other person reached out and shook my hand, hard, hard.

I don't know like a woman, I twist my palm, swish, and pull my hand out in one fell swoop.

At this time, I walked up to the Tomb Sect Leng Niu and said with a smile, "May I ask this, what do you call it?" ”

The other party was indifferent, and played with the teacup: "Fan Xiaoxian, the successor of Lupai massage, and later entered the University of Physical Education to specialize in Tai Chi, and what he learned was to ...... for a good time."

As soon as I heard this, my eyes suddenly fell on the teacup in Fan Xiaoxian's hand.

It's just that in Zisha's cup, nearly three-quarters of the cup of tea soup is spinning at an extremely fast speed.

But what is surprising is that not a drop of tea soup comes out of the cup!