new kung fu king

Chapter 470
There are many loopholes in the plot of "Myth". The story cannot withstand scrutiny. In terms of script modification, even if he used the film reviews written by himself in his previous life as a reference, he could not write a perfect script.

"Why?" Wang Xiaohu frowned while holding the pen, and Zhao Yazhi, who had been writing scripts with her husband, also frowned when she saw this. I don't think there's anything wrong with this script."

Perfection is a harsh endorsement. There is no perfect thing in this world, and there is no perfect person either.

These words made Wang Xiaohu's eyes brighten, and he said in his heart: "Yes, anyway, this was in the late 70s, and no one had read "Myth". Routes' tangled too!"

That's right, Wang Xiaohu has indeed stepped into Niujiaojiao. What he has struggled with these days is that there are many irrational aspects in the love between Meng Tian and Princess Fanbang.It can't be blamed that Wang Xiaohu can't write a good script. He can partially or mostly modify "Fist of Fury", "Ip Man", "Warrior", "Hong Xiguan" and other films, because the themes of these films are He is good at modifying the unreasonable martial arts movements in the film and making the overall plot more reasonable under the label of Kung Fu movies.

Don't think that Wang Xiaohu is a master of romance. In fact, he fell in love with a certain female extra in his previous life, and the love letters he racked his brains to write were all copied from Aunt Qiong Yao's novels.

Of course, the topic is a bit far-fetched. At this time, Wang Xiaohu has to admit the superiority of "professional" representatives. No matter how much he modifies, the emotion of "Mythology" cannot reach the powerful state of "Terracotta Warriors".

"What the lady said is very reasonable!" Wang Xiaohu no longer tried to be a fool, and his mood became much more cheerful. He stretched his waist and straightened up from the chair and yawned, "What date is it today?"

"The thirteenth day of the first lunar month!"

"Oh, then the day after tomorrow is our son's birthday, my dear, I almost forgot about this important event, I will contact the hotel now." Wang Xiaohu patted his forehead and exclaimed.

"I've made arrangements a long time ago. If I wait for you to arrange it, the day lily will be cold."

Zhao Yazhi said angrily: "Zi Chen helped to set up the hotel. Yesterday we went to the hotel to set the standard."

Now Wang Xiaohu only has to praise. He said such nasty words as a good wife and mother, a good wife, my good wife, and my son's good mother, which made Zhao Yazhi feel a sense of accomplishment.

Wang Xiaohu put aside his work on the script and was rarely busy with commemorating his son's first birthday. Bruce Lee, Huang Chunliang, Li Guohao and the invited Hong Kong martial arts colleagues who were far away in Japan were watching the Japanese Wushu Invitational Tournament.

"Xiaolong, why do I feel that the Japanese have no good intentions this time?" Huang Chunliang came to such a conclusion after observing the scale of the arena and the organizer's measures.

"Hehe, didn't you realize that this so-called martial arts invitational tournament is actually Dashan Beida taking the opportunity to promote their Japanese Empire culture?" Bruce Lee wore a very ordinary mask on his face. In fact, he was wearing three different masks. The skin-colored mask is the result of collecting tatters from all over the year.

"Otherwise, why do you think karate is blooming and bearing fruit all over the world?" Bruce Lee snorted coldly: "These are all made by Dashan Beida with one punch and one kick over the past ten years!"

"You mean, you mean this is a disguised form of cultural aggression by the little devil?" Huang Chunliang was dumbfounded.

"To be precise, it is an invasion of the martial arts world!" Bruce Lee nodded and said, "The Japanese are ruthless, and there are many outstanding talents among them, but I only admire Dashan Beida and Kurosawa Akira. For doing amazing things in the world of martial arts, one has earned the recognition of the filmmakers of the world."

When Huang Chunliang heard this, he suddenly remembered something, and his whole body was suddenly enveloped in bursts of cold air.Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and he said in a very surprised tone: "Xiaolong, is it because your influence in the martial arts and movie circles has surpassed that of the little devils in these years, so that you have attracted their attention and even taken assassination actions?"

The corners of Bruce Lee's lips curled up and he said coldly: "You're only half right. In fact, Xiaohu and I lost everything in the Yamaguchi-gumi when we were in Japan, haha!"

Recalling the past, Bruce Lee was in a good mood, and he told how Wang Xiaohu used the martial arts betting pit to return to Hong Kong with more than 600 million US dollars, which indirectly caused the great turmoil in Tokyo and almost destroyed the Yamaguchi-gumi.

"Happy!" Huang Chunliang patted his thigh. Back then, Wang Xiaohu told Ip Man about his trip to Japan. There was no such part, but today it sounds like it made his blood boil. "I didn't expect Xiaohu to do such a gratifying thing. No wonder he dared to openly turn against Zou Wenhuai before Xiehe Company had a firm foothold. It turned out that he had 600 million US dollars in his pocket to support him!"

Bruce Lee said with a chuckle: "At that time, I also wondered. If I hadn't pretended to be unconscious in the hospital, I might have been kept in the dark by what the kid said. Hey, my brother, he did something for me back then. So many things."

"He has suffered a lot in these years." Huang Chunliang sighed and said, "I always feel that it is not good to hide it from him like this?"

"Yes, I have long felt that this is not good, it is not fair to Tiger's father!" Li Guohao, who has been silent all the time, said: "At least I have peeked at a script in his study, the name of the script is It's "Bruce Lee, My Brother", hey, Dad Bruce, you really should read this script, it describes everything about your romantic affairs when you were a student at St. Francis Xavier College, I can't imagine you being so romantic back then, Dad!"

"Damn it! Damn it, after the Japanese affairs are settled, I will personally come to destroy that script!" Bruce Lee's face suddenly became angry, but both Huang Chunliang and Li Guohao could tell that he was not real get angry.

"Wow, I'll wait and see!" Li Guohao hugged his shoulders and said in an adult tone: "I don't know what identity you will use to come to the door, let alone what method you will use to steal the script."

"You don't need to worry about it, Brandon, you should go to practice now, and you will have your competition tomorrow. I don't want my son to be defeated by a Japanese kid in the first match!"

"As you wish!" Li Guohao pouted and said, "You can't compare with Tiger's father in terms of education, Bruce, you are too inferior!"

"." Bruce Lee can only blow his beard and stare now.

"Hahaha~~" Huang Chunliang leaned back and forth with a smile. After a long time, he stopped smiling and said, "Xiaolong, don't blame Guohao. He has had a hard time these past few years. He can't tell such a big secret. Persisting until now has been commendable."

Bruce Lee sighed and said, "I understand, I don't blame him at all. Xiaohu helped me educate me very well, so I decided to give Xiaohu a big gift this time."

"Speaking of gifts, I just remembered that the day after tomorrow is Xiaohu's son's first birthday, and I forgot to send someone to give a gift." Huang Chunliang scratched his head depressed and said, "I will call home later and ask my family to prepare one. "

"Remember to give me a copy too. Speaking of which, I haven't seen the appearance of that little guy yet." Bruce Lee said with a smile, "Is he a tiger-headed tiger?"

"Why don't you go and see for yourself?" Huang Chunliang joked, Bruce Lee nodded after thinking about it, "It makes sense."

On the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month, every household is decorated with lanterns and festoons to celebrate. The media reporters in Hong Kong are not idle, squatting in front of Jin Han Restaurant early and waiting.Last year, Wang Xiaohu celebrated his son's birthday with great momentum. Stars from all over Hong Kong and big bosses in the film and television industry came to join him. A heavyweight figure appeared.

As for how important this person is, the reporters didn't know, not even Wang Xiaohu himself knew who would be present at his son's anniversary banquet.

In order to make the citizens of Hong Kong happy with himself, Wang Xiaohu reduced the ticket prices of his cinemas to [-]% off. This behavior naturally aroused applause from the citizens, saying that it was "taking advantage of Wang Xiaohu's son" and "Wang Jiaen's blessing is high." According to" and other nice words.

When night fell, a lot of cars parked in front of Jin Han Restaurant, with a wide variety of cars, as if all the famous cars in Hong Kong were gathered here, more like a famous car exhibition.

Wang Xiaohu was wearing a red Tang suit, Zhao Yazhi was wearing a red cotton skirt, holding Wang Jiaen who was also dressed in red, and stood in front of the restaurant to greet the guests.

The first to arrive must be people from Xiehe and its four major satellite companies. Red envelopes are indispensable, and of course some brought gifts. For example, the Lucas couple gave Wang Jiaen a robot model from "Star Wars". Pressing the switch on the back will emit a flashing light, which directly makes Xiaoshouxing's small eyes widen.

"George, thank you for your gift, it seems that the little guy is very curious about this model!" Wang Xiaohu patted Lucas on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Hey, George, I suddenly thought of a very good idea, of course it is related to " Regarding the promotion of Star Wars, we can contact Hasbro Children's Toy Company in the United States to customize a batch of Star Wars-related model toys and sell them to the market."

"God, boss, why do you always come up with amazing ideas!" Lucas said without hiding his envy: "This is a great proposal, and I will start implementing it after I return to Los Angeles."

"Remember to communicate more with employees and treat them well!" Wang Xiaohu said with a smile.

"Obey sir!" After Lucas swore, he walked into the restaurant with his wife on his arm.

Looking at the model in his son's hand, Wang Xiaohu smiled, and a toy model of Transformers popped up in his mind.I thought to myself: "Maybe we should contact Hasbro before Japan to bring Transformers toys to the market."

"Congratulations Ah Hu, congratulations Ah Hu! Your son has finally turned one year old!"

Walking towards him was Yu Yongjian, the editor-in-chief of "Film Biweekly", followed by Yi Xiujia, the deputy editor-in-chief, and a woman Wang Xiaohu didn't know. Myopia, even if thrown in the crowd, is inconspicuous.

"Same joy, same joy." Wang Xiaohu has always given great expectations to "Film Biweekly", and plans to discuss with Yu Yongjian about the establishment of the Hong Kong Film Awards after a period of time, when the magazine becomes the most authoritative film and television magazine in Southeast Asia. matters.

Wang Xiaohu took the initiative to shake hands with Yu Yongjian and Yi Xiujia, and finally pointed to the lady and asked, "Who is this?"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you." Yu Yongjian said: "This is a special film critic of our "Film Biweekly" and also publishes novels in "Oriental Daily". She is a well-known talented woman in our circle, Li Bihua ,Miss Li."

"Li Bihua?" Wang Xiaohu blinked vigorously, looked at this strange woman in the previous life, who had never seen her head but never seen her tail, was extremely talented, and had a mysterious whereabouts. She didn't say a word for a long time.

On the other hand, Li Bihua looked a little embarrassed, looked down at his attire, frowned and said, "Mr. Wang, is Bihua inappropriately dressed, or is his ugly appearance frightening you?"

"Uh! No, no!" Wang Xiaohu grinned in embarrassment and said, "I'm just surprised that Ms. Li, who is known as both talented and talented, can join us today. It's an honor, an honor!"

Li Bihua smiled and said: "Mr., you are joking. Now, no one in Hong Kong knows that Mr. is the leader of the film and television industry. In front of you, Bihua can't stand on the stage."

"You can't say it like this. Let me see it this way. I just have a script in hand and I need Miss Li's advice. How about I ask Miss Li to come out and talk about it later?" Wang Xiaohu said with a smile.

"Okay." Li Bihua said yes quickly, then walked into the restaurant with Yu Yongjian and Yi Xiujia with a smile.

"Oh, what a coincidence! Now the headache has finally come to an end." Wang Xiaohu was feeling emotional, and Zhao Yazhi behind reminded: "Ah Hu, the four old beans are here."

Wang Xiaohu looked up, didn't he, Run Run Shaw, Jin Yong, Yu Zhanyuan, and Shen Zhong were all red-faced, bringing their family members and mighty killers over, the scene definitely had a visual impact.As soon as Wang Xiaohu raised his feet to meet him, he saw a black car with an odd number plate driving slowly towards him.

"Number 0!" Wang Xiaohu was startled. He had heard from Run Run Shaw that the top ten odd-numbered license plates in Hong Kong were all big men who were either rich or expensive. Could it be that the rumored gossip was true, and there really were some today? Heavyweight debut?

Li Ka-shing?Bao Yugang or Zhao or Guo?
When Wang Xiaohu was wondering, Run Run Shaw over there had already rushed to the front of the car, opened the door himself, and said loudly, "Sir MacLehose, why are you free today?"

"Damn it, Governor of Hong Kong!"

(End of this chapter)