new kung fu king

Chapter 471 Strange Birthday Present
"Hong Kong Governor Sir MacLehose attended the birthday banquet of Wang Xiaohu's son, during the banquet he highly praised Wang Xiaohu's contribution to film entertainment!"

"The mysterious guest is Sir MacLehose, the governor of Hong Kong. The birthday gift Sir gave to Wang Xiaohu's son was a whistle made of pure gold."

"According to reliable sources, the main purpose of Sir MacLehose's high-profile attendance at Wang Xiaohu's son's birthday party is to hope that Wang Xiaohu can make contributions to the current ICAC."

The next day, almost all Hong Kong media newspapers published this news as the headlines on their front pages. For a while, Wang Xiaohu's reputation climbed to the peak since his rebirth.

At only 23 years old, he was favored by the Governor of Hong Kong. The Governor even attended the birthday party of Wang Xiaohu's son.

Five years ago, Wang Xiaohu was born, and he teamed up with Bruce Lee to create such a classic film as "Fist of Fury". At that time, Hong Kong citizens commented on Wang Xiaohu: "New wave director, astonishing as heaven and man."

In the following two years, Xiehe Company rose rapidly and became a film production company that kept pace with Shaw Brothers and Golden Harvest. At that time, Wang Xiaohu was regarded as a genius businessman in the industry. Amazing player.And with "The Righteous Man" and "Ip Man", he has become a new idol sought after by movie fans.

In the same year, during the June [-] rain disaster, Wang Xiaohu contributed the highest donation to the disaster relief and became a great benevolent person among the victims of the rain disaster.After Bruce Lee's untimely death, he took up the banner of Kung Fu movies, became famous in Hollywood and became the savior of Hong Kong movies at the same time.

Whoever he praises will become popular. The scripts he wrote have become the guarantee of box office in the circle. There have been people who couldn't afford his scripts. He is the youngest major shareholder of Hong Kong TVB, and he is the first person to win an Oscar. of Chinese.
"According to Mr. Run Run Shaw's news, Mr. Wang Xiaohu will receive the Commander's Medal from the Governor of Hong Kong in the near future."

Now, Wang Xiaohu has added a halo on his head, this halo is very dazzling, very amazing.

The Commander's Medal may not seem like much in the eyes of nobles in the upper class, but it is already very remarkable to the citizens. This is the biggest breaking news in Hong Kong in the past ten years. You must know that Run Run Shaw has worked hard in the film industry for decades. Received this honor at the age of 67, and Wang Xiaohu is only 23 years old now!
All the streets and alleys were talking about this important news, but the person involved, Wang Xiaohu, was happily chatting with Li Bihua in a coffee shop in Kowloon.

"First of all, congratulations to Mr. Wang for being awarded the Commander's Medal." Li Bihua congratulated with a smile. To be honest, for this young man of his own age, he has achieved such impressive achievements in just a few years. other words to describe.

"Miss Li also made fun of me." Wang Xiaohu took a sip of coffee with a wry smile. He didn't ask Li Bihua out today to study this topic, so he took out the script of "Mythology" from his briefcase and handed it over, "Miss Li, I'm here. There is a script that is not very well controlled in terms of the theme of the story, um, the main reason is that there are some incoherence in the emotional clues, and I need your pointers."

"Oh?" Li Bihua was taken aback when he heard the words, "Unexpectedly, what Mr. Wang said last time is true. Do you really have a script that I should appreciate?"

"It's not appreciation, it's pointers." Wang Xiaohu said with a smile.

"In terms of emotional drama, you should go to Taiwan to find Qiong Yao, she is a master in this area." Li Xiaohua said with great interest: "Compared with her, I can't even count as the light of rice grains."

"With a talented woman like Miss Li nearby, why should I look far away?" Wang Xiaohu replied cleverly, which made Li Bihua very useful.

"Isn't it because you wanted to poach Brigitte Lin under Qiongyao's banner last year, which caused you two to be embarrassed, so you came to me?" Li Bihua is also considered to be half an insider, and he is quite clear about some things.

"This." Wang Xiaohu sighed depressingly, grabbed his coffee and took a sip and said, "If Ms. Li insists on thinking this way, I can't argue. It's just that in my opinion, you are more competent than Qiong Yao."

Li Bihua smiled and said nothing. Now that she was sure that Wang Xiaohu was not joking, maybe she was really suitable, so she began to read the script seriously.

The script of "Mythology" is divided into two volumes, one is a shot script, and the other is an outline of the script that Wang Xiaohu can understand. Both scripts are not very thick, and Li Bihua finished it in about half an hour.

"I think there is nothing wrong with the script." Li Bihua closed the script, took a sip of coffee and said, "To be honest, I was intimidated by the imagination of Mr. Wang's Tianma action!"

"." Wang Xiaohu didn't speak. Anyone who sees novel themes and ideas that should appear in the next decade or even decades will be intimidated. The so-called half-step ahead is a genius, and one step ahead is a madman.

Li Bihua has kept her composure up to now, and she has not yelled "nonsense" or "nonsense", which already shows her literary quality.

In fact, this is more or less related to Li Bihua's childhood experience. Li Bihua grew up in a big family. His grandfather used to be very rich in the countryside. He had four wives and concubines. His father was an important person and lived in his grandfather's property , so she has lived in that kind of old-style buildings with high roofs and wooden floors since she was a child. She has heard a lot of old-style personnel struggles, and she has also heard a lot of unofficial history and jokes. Provides creative material and inspiration.

Seeing that Wang Xiaohu didn't answer, Li Bihua said, "Really, I think this story is very good and touching. Besides, I'm not very familiar with scripts, and I'm not good at writing war history. Maybe, maybe I can't propose any objection."

"I understand this very well." Wang Xiaohu has already inquired about Li Bihua's current job from Yu Yongjian. She is now a reporter in the field of biographies, and at the same time serializes novels in the "Oriental Daily" column, and she belongs to the kind of people who never have to go to work. , At present, it does not involve script creation.

"I just hope that Ms. Li will use your strengths to make the thousand-year love between Meng Tian and Princess Fanbang perfect and touching in the script. Yes, what I need is a micro-short story about these two people. I wonder if Ms. Li can help. Is this busy?"

Wang Xiaohu smiled and said his request.Li Bihua didn't show any surprise, and after a while he pursed his mouth and said: "Since Mr. Wang appreciates it, Bihua will try it out, but I don't know whether the final writing will satisfy Mr. Wang. There is no guarantee."

"Hehe, as long as Ms. Li agrees to help, that's enough. I believe that no matter what the result of this cooperation is, we will still have the opportunity to cooperate in the future, don't we?" Wang Xiaohu raised his coffee cup and said, "Here, I wish us the best of luck." Happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation." Li Bihua also picked up a coffee cup and clinked glasses with Wang Xiaohu.

With Li Bihua joining, Wang Xiaohu believes that the somewhat incoherent main line of love in "Mythology" will be perfected. This does not mean that Li Bihua can write a divine book like "Terracotta Warriors" 12 years in advance, he just Leverage Li Bihua's hand to strengthen the plot of "Mythology".

Of course, if Li Bihua can be inspired by this and write a novel like "The Terracotta Warriors", Wang Xiaohu will help publish and publicize it without hesitation. After all, this is a win-win situation. out.

After bidding farewell to Li Bihua, Wang Xiaohu returned home in a happy mood. Zhao Yazhi and her mother were sorting out the birthday presents from yesterday's guests.

I saw all kinds of boxes on the first floor, including gold locks, silver locks, longevity locks, consecrated bracelets, etc., anyway, they are all valuables, and there are also beautiful baby clothes. Children's toys and so on.

"I'm afraid my son may not be able to play with these things in his life." Zhao Yazhi said, sitting on the sofa to rest, tired of sorting out these things.

"Hehe, I didn't expect this to happen." Wang Xiaohu said with a wry smile: "It seems that the scope of invitations will be reduced in the future. If this happens every year, you will be exhausted."

"Not tired, not tired! How good it is!" Mother Zhao said with a smile on her face, "This shows that you have a wide network of people and you have a lot of face. I have already classified and registered these gifts. These are worldly ways. If you want to return them of."

"That's true." Wang Xiaohu scratched his head and said, "Mama Lao will worry about it."

"Okay, you can rest assured when I do things." Zhao's mother was very keen on this aspect, she lowered her head and opened a beautifully packaged box, "Hey, who is so wicked to give such a gift!"

"What?" Wang Xiaohu was taken aback for a moment, and Zhao Yazhi walked up to take a look, and immediately frowned, and saw a small doll in the box, and the doll was nothing more than a dirty doll. It's so ugly, it's even missing arms and legs, and it's full of bruises. It looks like it was picked up from the garbage dump and stuffed into a box. No wonder Zhao's mother is going to call it immoral!
Zhao Yazhi looked at Wang Xiaohu, took the box over and examined it carefully, "There is no name of the giver on it, Ah Hu, do you know who gave it to you?"

Wang Xiaohu was also puzzled, held the doll in his hand and looked at it several times, but couldn't find the slightest clue from it, finally shook his head helplessly and said, "I don't know, maybe someone is playing a prank on me?"

"Could someone be warning us?" Zhao Yazhi suddenly remembered something, and immediately became nervous: "Ah Hu, let's call the police, I always feel weird."

(End of this chapter)