I really don't want to fight with gods

And as soon as he left, everyone could see that Jing Xiaoqiang got up with a heartfelt joy on his face: "Here, I will leave the matter to Sister Mai, Danlin, please help me... How about this, aren't we talking about the film business in the morning?" The group wants to send someone to accompany the mother and daughter Li Ji to the Hollywood filming, Lin Dan will go with them, go out to see other people's advanced experience, and improve themselves."

Chang Danlin has already followed her to Jiaopen, and she is more motivated when she comes back. This kind of person should be cultivated with all her strength.

The high school student couldn't help but thank you for your help.

The core members of Rolling Club can only see her with envy and excitement, and understand that as long as they work hard enough and excel, they will have such an opportunity.

Now even Jiao Yi can feel that in Jing Xiaoqiang's eyes, he is not even as good as this little girl who serves tea and water.

This is also reverse teasing.

For big beauties who are always surrounded and pursued wherever they go, this kind of teasing is not insignificant.

Even Pan Shiying was teased: "What are you doing now?"

I lost 40 billion big biscuits and can't hold you down?
Few people dare to walk away in front of a big order like her.

After Chen Weiyu briefly explained, Pan Shiying thought it was the kind of hypocrisy in the rich circle of HK: "We also have a charity foundation. You really need to maintain your image like this now. I'll go and see with you."

Jing Xiaoqiang laughed: "This is my main job, making money and doing business is a side job."

While speaking, he reached out and took off Lange from his wrist and tied it to Chen Weiyu's hand.

When I went downstairs, I went directly to the driver and asked for the most simple Previa van, and took the backbone of the Rolling Club with me.

Seeing that Chang Danlin was going up, Pan Yunyan wanted to squeeze to follow, but Chen Weiyu stretched out her hand and pulled her into another car: "Men do this kind of thing, women should not get involved, you see he pays more attention to details, a little bit may affect Try to avoid the impurities of everyone's emotions, and we must help him cherish this situation."

For this elder sister, Pan Yunyan is still convinced. She is a family in her heart. She nodded: "I heard from Sister Yu that Miss Cheng also said the same thing. We must try our best to ensure his glorious image outside."

Every time my father marries a concubine, HK will be full of storms. Under the situation that all men in HK follow this old man as an example, Pan Shiying brought the three younger sisters a fresh experience, and even quietly winked at the younger sister after hearing it.

Mai Peiwei pulled the half-pushed Jiao Yi into the Maserati, she can also drive: "I know you still have all kinds of complicated emotions, and it's not very suitable for talking about work, but I can give you the bottom line, the company I can help you get the previous contract terminated at any cost, and then you are free to pursue whatever you want, man, career, and a sense of accomplishment, it’s all fine.”

The person who can become the queen of Hong Kong film producers may only stay behind the scenes in front of super geniuses such as Lao Yu and Jing Xiaoqiang. When she faces Jiao Yi alone, no matter how much more beautiful the other party is, she cannot suppress her brilliance .

Jiao Yi, who had been desperately trying to control her emotions, finally shed tears silently. The huge pressure of public opinion, the suffocation of the living environment, as well as realistic feelings and financial confusion, were superimposed on the contract pursued by the company.

These things are intertwined, she is only 26 years old after all.

In the past two or three years, she and Hua Tsai have been hailed as the busiest red-card actors in Hong Kong with the most plays and actors who use their time best.

She used to be very tired of this day-to-day performance machine career, but she was suddenly completely cut off and panicked.

Mai Peiwei was just a big producer, never a manager, so she couldn't lend a helping hand to her before.

But the statement at this moment made Jiao Yi feel relieved and didn't know what to say.

Mai Peiwei glanced at the tearful beauty of Lihua, and suddenly she didn't know where to jump out: "Actually, Robert authorized me to arrange everything, and he also expressed to me that there is no relationship between men and women, except I apologize for your injury caused by the car accident and I hope you can learn from this storm. Women should always be independent and not dependent. In any relationship, they should respect each other and not feel sorry for themselves. They will not force themselves because their sustenance fails Sorrow, and the crispness and simplicity that are responsible for one's own life are the most beautiful appearances."

Jing Xiaoqiang would definitely call out if he was listening in, how could I have said these literary accents!

This is obviously the attitude that Mai Peiwei has repeatedly instilled in herself. After all, Lao Yu is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

But Jiao Yi repeated these few sentences with tears in her eyes.

Several cars quickly drove into Pengzhen Railway Station, which was different from the huge flat square in Guangdong Province. Because of its function as a port, it was more like a building where trains passed through.

There is a feature that can be found before you get close enough, there are many people.

So much so that it quickly makes people feel that the air is thinning.

Not only does it seem that the oxygen intake is taken away by too many people, but the peculiar mixed smell of the 90s green leather train permeates around the train station, and there are countless sweaty, ragged, curious and cautious migrant men and women.

Very realistic style.

Originally, there were armed police at the station to maintain order and prevent vehicles that rarely appeared on the street from entering the station.

But when he got closer and saw Jing Xiaoqiang driving, he explained without waiting for the front, rear, left and right windows to roll down: "We are college students..." "This is Jing..." "He is here..."

No need, as soon as I saw it, I immediately saluted cleanly, let him pass, and reported the situation on the walkie-talkie.

Know what he came for, and believe him why.

Jing Xiaoqiang didn't mean to drive in. These days, train stations don't have the concept of separating people from cars, let alone low-key passages like underground garages. Without driving, you can just walk through the tens of thousands of people. .

Consider the consequences of his being recognized.

The four cars passed through the crowded crowd silently, and stopped at the performance spot in the center of the square in front of the station, followed by countless curious eyes.

There is a roadway under the train station building, so there is a high circle of square platforms around the square, which is a sunken park.

More than a dozen college students were singing beside the musical instruments, and they couldn't believe their eyes when they saw Jing Xiaoqiang coming out.

Even college students who sing rock and roll are not much more glamorous than wage earners in this era, with the same sweaty T-shirts, dirty jeans, and disheveled hair.

Jing Xiaoqiang didn't keep distance from them, he quickly jumped onto the stone steps beside the lawn to the performance stage in two quick steps, stretched out his arms and hugged each other, thanking them for their dedication.

This kind of contact with European and American style caught the rock musicians off guard, but they had to use all their strength to hug, otherwise they would not be able to express their heart-wrenching emotions.

The girls didn't even get out of the car, and even asked the driver to move Jing Xiaoqiang's car away, because many passengers around could be seen approaching suspiciously.

Why do you feel a bit like Jing Xiaoqiang?
Jing Xiaoqiang has already taken the folk guitars in the hands of his friends, and told them who were excited: "Just keep up with the beat, pour the soul-soothing into the singing, and fully open the resonance..."

Then he opened his singing voice to the microphone: "Let's go, don't ask where the road is
Moving forward against the wind is the only way..."

This is the gap.

There is an all-round gap from singing skills to song charm.

Same instrument, same microphone.

When the previous bands sang, they got more curious eyes. Migrant girls from all over the country wondered if this is the singing troupe of a big city?
Then he walked through with his luggage on his back, and very few people stopped to pay attention.

But it's also a track I've never heard before.

When Jing Xiaoqiang sang with such vigor, many heads popped out of the surrounding high square platforms immediately!
It was as if he had arranged for those people to be there in advance.

The term "Qi Penetrating Changhong" could not be more appropriate to describe Jing Xiaoqiang's performance at this time.

As if the entire square is a natural focus, body language, singing and articulation all perfectly fit the lyrics.

It should be many years later, Li Azong, Luo Taifu, Hua Jian and the other old guys sang songs together, and he didn't even remember the title of the song.

But the melody and libretto flow naturally in the minds of musicians as long as they think about it.

Originally, this song seemed to have rap, but Jing Xiaoqiang only had singing.

It is the heroic spirit of facing the wind and soaring up to [-] li!

"Destiny, what level

When the car rumbles, the dream begins to throb

It picked up the wind...

The night fog is so thick, and the openness is also turbulent..."

Occasionally, so many people have left their hometowns, and with apprehension and hope, they have traveled thousands of miles to this frontier of reform that has never been reached.

It is to make money, and to see the world, after all, it is to change one's unchanging destiny.

A good song should hit people's hearts like this.

It turned out to be just a sparse crowd of curious onlookers, but they gathered quickly!
The heads on the railings of the surrounding platforms were densely packed in an instant.

There were countless people running uncontrollably, and when they got closer, they found that it was Jing Xiaoqiang standing on the steps singing loudly, causing a sensation.

Sitting in the tall LC80, Pan Shiying looked around in surprise.

It feels like this car is like a stone in a torrent, appearing at the edge of the field at an untimely time.

Almost everyone was carrying a variety of bulky luggage bags, backpacks made of fertilizer sacks, worn-out denim bags with rough edges, or simply bedrolls tied up with ropes, none of which could hold them back from gathering in front of the stage.

The faces of many people are already involuntarily surprised!

Even by looking at their mouth shapes, they could read them out, they were all shouting the word Jing Xiaoqiang!

The three little girls were fascinated by the window of the car, if it wasn't for the sister, they would have followed and ran to the front of the stage.

Pan Shiying exclaimed: "Oh my God, it's unbelievable, does everyone know him?"

Chen Weiyu hugged her chest and leaned on the back of the chair satisfied: "He belongs to everyone."

Pan Yunyan was so proud that she didn't even bother to go down to take pictures: "What is this? Jiaopan, Citigroup, Europe, isn't it like this everywhere you go?"

Can it be the same? This is the fire that ignites life for one's own people.