Chapter 125: "A Bloody Case Caused by a Steamed Bun"

After watching this film, Huo Yunting has been silent.

This film is really beyond his imagination.

came back to his senses and pressed Liu Yifei's head down, "Hide, my four good brothers are leaving." ”

The crowd was almost gone, and it wasn't until the cleaner's aunt entered the scene that they put on hats and masks and quietly slipped out the back door.

Walking on the road, Huo Yunting continued to be silent, carefully recalling in his mind this first domestic magic movie with an investment of 300 million, which benchmarked the blockbuster of the "Lord of the Rings" trilogy.

Liu Yifei's interest was very high, even if her face was tightly covered, she could feel her happiness.

"What do you want?"

Suddenly jumped in front of Huo Yunting, turned his head sideways and asked.

"Oh, I'm thinking about how high the artistic purpose of this film is."

Liu Yifei put his hands behind his back and kicked his feet, "Don't think about it, it must be difficult for ordinary people to understand." ”

"Didn't you read what Director Chen said on the Internet? Within five years, it is estimated that no one will be able to understand this film. ”

"Five years?" Huo Yunting shook his head with a serious face, "I don't feel like anyone can understand it in twenty years. ”

How to say this film, he can understand every sentence, but together he feels a little ahead of the times.

He can see that the behind-the-scenes production team of this film is Oscar-level, and he can also see that the acting skills of the first-line stars of China, Japan and South Korea are soaring and exquisite.

But when you look at this film as a whole, it looks like a well-crafted ...... Forget it, don't talk about it.

"By the way, Sissi, do you know how much this film has grossed at the box?"

"I haven't inquired." The gray down jacket and hat shook from side to side, "I knew that the box office seemed to exceed 100 million in eight days, and the box office in the first week was also the highest in the same period." ”

Huo Yunting was even more puzzled, are his artistic cells so barren?

After returning to Beiping, Huo Yunting escorted Liu Yifei home, went back to the courtyard for a few days and went to the company again, thinking about reporting his competition to Mr. Wang.

Along the way, the staff looked solemn, and when they saw him, they hurriedly straightened their waists.

"Brother Huo is good."

"Master Huo."

"Teacher Huo."

Huo Yunting was a little confused, why did he feel that these people respected him a little more every time he went back to the company?

I can't figure it out, but he doesn't put on a show, and nods happily one by one.

It wasn't until Huo Yunting's figure faded away that the gang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fuck, that's Huo Yunting who beat Maozi with a bloody face."

"Why do you think I'm so careful?"

"I'll go, he's a Sanda champion turned actor?"

A group of people chattered around and discussed with palpitations.

If you offend other stars, you may lose your job, and if you offend this one, you may lose your life.

Knocking on Wang Zhongjun's office door, Huo Yunting went in and reported every point of his participation in the tournament with a serious face.

emphasized that he didn't attack too hard, but it looked bloody, and there was actually nothing wrong.

Because he always feels that the evaluation of him on the Internet has been a bit too much recently, making him look like a watermelon knife cutting down a street and just released from the bureau.

Hearing this, Wang Zhongjun snorted his teeth, what kind of vicky is still lying on the bed, and he told me that his hands are not heavy.

You're not just treating netizens as fools, you're fucking treating me as fools.

I couldn't help but regret how I recruited such a demon king in the first place.

Now he is more and more suspicious that Wang Jinghua didn't take this kid away in the first place, just to keep him Huo Huayi.

After listening to his chatter patiently, Wang Zhongjun hurriedly sent him away, feeling more and more that he couldn't let this kid report directly to him anymore, and he was making trouble every day.

The other artists in his own company don't have as much to do as he does.

Day by day, he does not do his job.

Isn't it okay to take some films like normal artists, participate in some commercial performances, and go on variety shows or something?

After listening to Huo Yunting's nagging, Wang Zhongjun hurriedly sent him away.

At the beginning of January, Huo Yunting returned to his hometown.

This time, he can be said to have returned to his hometown with honor.

Of course, this can't be hidden.

As soon as I entered Huojiazhuang, a few children squeaked and screamed that the big stars were coming, and all the villagers came out.

Before he arrived at the door, he was surrounded by a group of aunts and aunts, shouting to introduce him to an object, and Huo Yunting had a headache when he listened.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't make it up."

"It's all scattered."

Several old men in the Zhuangzi drove the matchmakers away, and an old man with a gray beard tapped him on the shoulder.

"Xiao Yunzi, good fight! You've got to fight that bloody! ”

Huo Yunting nodded, knowing that he was talking about the competition.

When I got home, I handed the big bags of gifts to my parents, and looked around.

Good guy, the big girl and the little daughter-in-law who came out of nowhere all looked at him directly.

As soon as he saw him turn around, he quickly turned his head away.

Flower appreciation, snowball fight, sun-gazing.

"Dad, Mom, I really don't think about moving to Beiping with me."

"If you don't go, you won't go, we won't be used to living in big cities, and Zhuangzi is very good."

Seeing this, Huo Yunting no longer dissuaded.

Mom's roots are here, they are too deep, and they can't be separated from them for the rest of their lives.

Looking around, Huo Yunting said, "Dad, don't you plan to renovate our house?" ”

"What is this, it's too rich and estranged."

"I used to think that our family was making a windfall, and I was afraid that people would be jealous. Now that my name is revealed, the distance is widened, and there is only envy left. ”

After pouring a large mouthful of warm water, Huo Yunting sighed, "If you don't turn out, you can turn in." The main thing is that we have to be comfortable, no. ”

Having said that, Huo Zhongde didn't say anything more. 's son is also nominated for the best actor, not the stunned young man in the basement of the North Drifter.

Huo Yunting, who has passed this year, has a string in his heart.

The year before last, Yu visited the old sword saint, and last year he had a photo with Yu Hai's seniors, who will he change this year?

But fortunately, except for a group of matchmakers who step on their own thresholds all day long, no one else comes.

Chen Caiping snorted and didn't let any of them in, "This group of people is just waiting to climb our son's branch as a phoenix." ”

Huo Zhongde thought so.

stayed at home for more than a month, until the end of February, Zhang Jizhong called again, and they were going to Baodao to participate in a variety show to promote the launch.

The day before departure, Huo Yunting saw a short video on the Internet, called "A Bloody Case Caused by a Steamed Bun".

It's only more than 20 minutes, and it's all clips and dialogues from "Wu Ji".

After reading it, Huo Yunting high-fived him with a fist and suddenly realized.

"I can understand this cut."

ps: Today is full of classes, and I went running, tomorrow is ten thousand

(End of chapter)