"Xueba?! This name is good**, it deserves to be Xiao Jian, and the name is so high-level, no matter what, even if this movie is a literary film, I will come to see it again when it is released. ”

"Yes, Xiao Jian's movie must be supported, when did he disappoint us?"

"But seriously, do you think this is a sequel to "True Colors of Heroes"?"

"Huh? Is it really possible for you to say that? If it's a sequel, it's even more supportive. ”

………

Listening to the commotion behind, Xiao Jian's face couldn't help but show a smile, but he didn't say anything, nor did he continue to think about it, but looked up seriously, and the voiceover was still going on at this time.

"Although I am a top student, I am a bit introverted, I don't have any friends, and I am thin and small, so I am often bullied by others. Dixiang High School is not a key secondary school in Hong Kong, and the management of the school is also very lax, and there are often young delinquent teenagers outside the school. These people are not very old, they no longer go to school for various reasons, and they are confused in society. When they see weak and bullying students, they either want to find fault or ask for money, maybe they can experience a sense of accomplishment! ”

Seeing this, everyone also has a little understanding of Xie Wendong, and at the same time, they are more curious about what this film is about.

At this time, the picture turned, Xiao Jian walked into the bedroom, found a horizontal knife, and his face slowly became hideous.

"People are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden! What exactly am I doing wrong? I'm too kind and easy to bully, right? ”

Looking at the hideous Xiao Jian, everyone at the scene couldn't help but feel a chill, but in the same way, all the people couldn't help but be more curious, what kind of encounter made him show such a hideous expression, and what did he want to do with the horizontal knife in his hand?

Do you want revenge?

Just when everyone was puzzled, in his room, Xiao Jian stripped off his clothes and stood in front of the mirror wearing only a pair of shorts, holding a decoration knife in his hand.

Look at yourself in the mirror. Xiao Jian said in a cold voice: "Xie Wendong, remember, from today onwards, no one can bully you anymore!" Because from now on, I am God!! ”

Hear this familiar phrase. All the people showed a strange expression, looking at the Xiao Jian on the screen, all of them had a feeling of seeing Xiao Ma Ge, especially when they said the words 'I am God', looking at the same expression and the same face. All of them have the illusion of a little pony resurrection.

And recalling the "True Colors of Heroes" he watched before, at this time there were already a lot of speculations in everyone's hearts.

Xie Wendong is a teenager who idolizes Brother Xiaoma, and he will follow the figure of his predecessors in the future.

At this moment, Xiao Jian pushed out the blade of the decoration knife, stretched out his left hand, and slashed down at his palm.

The sharp blade slashed across the palm of his hand, forming a wound more than three inches long, and blood gushed out instantly.

Xiao Jian gritted his teeth to keep himself from screaming, looked at himself with a distorted face in the mirror, gritted his teeth and said, "Xie Wendong." If you can't even endure this pain, then what hope do you have for not being bullied? The pain in the palm of his hand stimulated every nerve in his heels, and his mouth unconsciously made a ** sound of 'En'.

Everyone in the Li stage looked at the Xiao Jian on the screen whose faces were distorted because of pain, shaking because of too much blood, but still holding the decoration knife tightly in their hands, all of them couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, Xie Wendong on the screen still had the previous cowardice, giving people the feeling of coldness, and his eyes were full of terrifying cold light.

"Bump"

With the sound of falling to the ground, Xiao Jian lay on the ground. Blood kept flowing from his hands, and soon the floor was covered, but the horizontal knife in his right hand was still held in his hand, not letting it leave his hand. His eyes slowly closed.

Then, the screen flashed, and under the gaze of everyone, at the door of Dixiang High School, Xiao Jian, who was dressed in a school uniform, glanced up at the school in front of him, and said, "I am the god here." This is my world, so I make the order here. ”

When the words fell, Xiao Jian on the screen, or Xie Wendong, strode into the Dixiang High School in front of him, and behind him were countless people with cold faces, including men and women, all of whom retreated, whether they were men or women, or students or teachers, all of them retreated, giving people a monstrous domineering.

The screen goes black, and then, accompanied by a burst of music, the subtitles and voice-over resounded through the stage.

"The Return of the King of the True Colors of Heroes, Part II, "The Villain of the True Colors of Heroes", we will see you in the summer of 1986, please look forward to how Xie Wendong became a bad guy, and see how he dominates Dixiang High School."

Looking at the completely black screen, all the people couldn't help but be stunned, even if the lights were on, all of them still didn't come back to their senses.

Turning his head to look at everyone, Xiao Jian didn't say anything, got up and strode towards the stage, to receive his cheers.

Looking at Xiao Jian who was striding meteors, Tsui Hark couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile: "Such strong confidence, "The True Colors of Heroes" has just been released, and it has already paid attention to the sequel, I really don't know what to say." ”

Shi Nansheng, who was sitting next to him, glanced at Xiao Jian, and then turned his head to look at Tsui Hark beside him, she saw a trace of admiration from his face, and couldn't help but be amazed in her heart, after getting along for so long, she knew how proud the man around her was, and there were few people in Hong Kong who could admire her.

Just when the people below were thinking differently, Xiao Jian had already stepped onto the high platform and put the microphone to his mouth: "First of all, thank you for being able to participate in the premiere of "The True Color of Heroes". ”

"I believe you have seen the trailer just now, that's right, that is the second part of "The True Color of Heroes" that I am going to shoot, some people may not understand why I created Xie Wendong, a character who has nothing to do with the first part, instead of shooting a sequel to the first part."

Looking at the people who came back, Xiao Jian couldn't help but raise his voice: "Here I want to tell everyone that for me, a movie is a life, and the heroic nature of Brother Xiao Ma has ended, and it is no longer interesting to shoot it, and it can't be filmed, after all, Brother Xiao Ma is dead." ”

"Therefore, I decided to launch the role of Xie Wendong, the true character of the hero belongs to Brother Xiaoma, and it also belongs to Song Zihao and Song Zijie, but the era of these three people has ended with the death of Brother Xiaoma, so I chose Xie Wendong as the next hero."

Speaking of this, Xiao Jian's face couldn't help but show a confident smile, and he spoke again: ""The True Color of Heroes" will be fully released tomorrow, I hope that the brothers and sisters who like it will help me a lot, and the publicity will be handed over to you, and we will see you next summer." ”

"Thank you."

"Bang Bang..."

A burst of high applause in the Li stage resounded in the sky under the night, this moment belongs to Xiao Jian, it belongs to Xiao Ma, and it also belongs to "The True Color of Heroes". (To be continued.) )