Chapter 367, Three People Acting

Enjoyable.

Really tnd enjoyable.

Not only for Ge You and Jiang Wen.

For the spectators around.

Jiang Weijian, Liu Jialing, Chen Kun and others.

The same is true.

"So this is how it feels to watch masters compete in acting." Chen Kun was greatly shocked at this time.

In terms of status.

In TV dramas, Li Yun and Chen Kun are similar, and in movies, Li Yun is slightly stronger.

But the status in the TV drama circle is not enough to make up for Chen Kun's feeling of being a supporting role.

Playing a supporting role for someone of the same status.

In fact, it is not that comfortable.

But there is no way, the script director is someone else, and it is understandable to arrange yourself as the protagonist.

But when the show started, he knew something was wrong.

Status is not equal to acting skills.

The same status.

Stronger acting skills.

It is not impossible.

It's just that he didn't expect that Li Yun's strength would reach this point.

This scene of the Hongmen Banquet is just the prologue.

He already felt the gap.

Liu Jialing next to him also felt the same way.

The young man in front of him.

It seems to be really not simple.

Only Jiang Weijian.

I feel that this has just begun.

Next.

Li Yun made a request.

The plot of the Hongmen Banquet was filmed in one go.

Rotating lens three positions, all-round shooting.

One shot to the end.

Do you agree?

Jiang Wen and Ge You also smiled slightly.

Who is afraid of you.

Huang Silang.

At the wine table, the three people laughed, and the tense atmosphere was set off to the extreme.

"Ma, the county magistrate, was bought. The purpose of buying an official position is to make money."

"And Ma doesn't like to make money from the poor."

"Then who do you make money from, county magistrate?"

"I make money from whoever has money."

"Then who has money?"

"You have money."

"Hahahaha!" Huang Silang laughed: "The county magistrate can take whatever he likes."

"Haha, I'm not a bandit, I'm the county magistrate. The county magistrate should make money in a legitimate way." Zhang Muzhi waved his hand.

"Well said, there are two big families in our Goose City, both of them sell people to America to build railways, and they make a lot of money."

Master Tang began to pretend to be confused: "Still talking about the knife."

Huang Silang waved his hand elegantly.

"No, this is the money used by Americans."

"The knife has arrived! Mr. Huang is here, and the money has arrived!"

Mr. Huang flattered with a smile.

He saw one thing.

The master in front of him was not a firm Zhang Muzhi faction.

He was a person who could be swayed.

Every word was a test.

However, Zhang Mazi turned the topic back.

Let's not talk about the two big families.

Let's not talk about the knife.

Let's talk about you, Huang Silang.

Everyone in the South doesn't know that you, Huang Silang, are the boss of Goose City. Most of the opium in the Republic of China was handled by Huang Silang.

People like me are often just empty shells, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating hundreds of people every day.

At this time, Huang Silang did not really have the intention to kill.

He also tried to reconcile with the county magistrate.

If you really come here to make money.

Then everything will be easy.

At this time, Huang Silang pretended to be serious and said.

"I have a good place here."

"What place?"

"Zhang Mazi"

"Oh? Zhang Mazi?" Jiang Wen was very surprised.

The atmosphere was silent and became more and more tense.

Then screams came from behind the curtain.

The jelly seller died.

The first round of the confrontation between the two sides ended.

They played against each other, and each had its own wins and losses.

"Then what does Zhang Mazi have to do with me? Is he in Goose City?"

"Yes."

"No."

"Hahahaha!"

Now Zhang Muzhi knew that his identity as Zhang Mazi had not been discovered.

"You should know what business I'm in."

"Your biggest business is the opium trade, which covers half of the Republic of China, and you've handled it along the way."

"Wrong! I'm just an errand boy for General Liu."

"I'm just one of the legs."

"How many legs does General Liu have?"

"Three, and Mr. Huang is still a big leg."

"Yes, a big leg! Now this leg is broken, broken by Zhang Mazi, who robbed me 8 out of 10 times!"

"That Zhang Mazi is very rich."

"If you go to suppress bandits, you can get as much money as you want."

"We don't have the courage to suppress bandits."

At this time, Master Tang also smiled and said, "But we not only have the courage to make money by suppressing bandits, but also a lot!"

What a damn line.

It's awesome.

When the photographer took this shot, his hands almost shook.

Jiang Weijian couldn't help it and quickly replaced the photographer.

I'm here in person, so I can't let this scene go wrong.

"And I can help here. I'll pay you guys to suppress the bandits. The two big families must pay the same amount as I pay! I'll pay 800,000, no, I'll pay 1.8 million. The more I pay, the more I earn!"

"Then I'll pay back Mr. Huang's money in full. We'll split the money of the two big families 30-70. We'll split the money of the two big families." The lawyer was already smiling from ear to ear. This was a huge profit that was visible to the naked eye.

If things went smoothly like this.

Then Zhang Muzhi will become the same as the previous county magistrate.

"You don't have to pay back 1.8 million! Isn't it just to suppress bandits? Suppress! By the time we pay Zhang Mazi's goods, then the 1.8 million is just a drop in the bucket."

"Isn't he just a little Zhang Mazi? Deal with him!"

"Hard!" Smiling Tiger Huang Silang gave a thumbs up, but he was also a little surprised by the development of the matter.

“Whether it’s tough or not will be decided later!”

When we got here, Master Tang got angry and said, "Aren't you taking too big a step? It's easy for you to lose your temper."

"And why is it 73%, and why is it only 30% for Mr. Huang? It must be 50% or 50%!"

Zhang Mazi was full of murderous intent.

The smiling tiger is still smiling.

But the look in someone's eyes that wants to stab someone cannot be hidden.

"Indeed, if we can really suppress bandits, then the two major families are just a drop in the bucket." But at this time, Huang Silang was a little confused: "You have the courage, but how can I believe that you have this ability to suppress bandits?" What’s the bandit’s ability?”

"If Zhang Mazi can rob you, why can't he enter your home?"

"My watchtower is impregnable, he can't get in."

"Then why do you believe that only Master and I came in?"

At this time, Zhang Muzhi whistled without changing his expression.

When he arrived here, Huang Silang's expression really changed, and the murderous look on his face was beyond words.

He lost this round.

Now my wealth and life are in other people's hands.

Then there was a scream from behind the curtain.

Represents the end of the second round of confrontation.

Dead, all dead!

Master Tang screamed strangely.

"You can confess me, don't wrong yourself." Huang Silang smiled faintly, and regained his game mood again: "But those who have the courage to suppress bandits will have a narrow escape."

"How can I see it?"

"I had an encounter with Zhang Mazi 20 years ago."

"Is there such a fate?"

"Looking back suddenly, in that dimly lit place, he was in the light and I was in the dark." Huang Silang fell into thoughts of memories.

"Then that time?"

"Exactly at this moment."

At this time, Huang Silang looked at Zhang Muzhi.

Seems to be watching.

I saw my own shadow.

They all started from the same point, but chose completely opposite paths.

"But you lack one thing than him."

"It can't be the pockmark on the face."

"You won't pretend to be confused."

"That's right. When we were pretending to be in the balcony, the fortune teller told my mother that her child has one biggest shortcoming! He just can't pretend to be confused. Brother, do you think I can change it?"

"No, this matter is inherently irreversible. Unlike the master, who is born to be a genius who pretends to be confused." Huang Silang looked at the master and said, "What is the knife?"

"Dollar, us, dollar!"

The three people present burst into laughter.

The atmosphere is so harmonious.

"Master, here's a toast to you!"

"Fourth Master, we will recover the smoke and soil in two layers."

"No, open in half!"

When talking about half-and-half.

The murderous look on Huang Silang's face could hardly be hidden.

After all, he was facing a dead man.

There is no point in talking about sharing.

I can give you 80%.

It’s just that you, a dead person, can swallow 80% of what?

"To show my sincerity, I will give you a deposit first!"

Huang Silang ordered a beautiful woman to come out with the gem.

The gemstone was so bright and beautiful, but when the woman came out, she actually fell and the gemstone fell to the ground.

It made the Hongmen Banquet, which was already tense, even more tense.

Huang Shilang turned around and picked up his knife.

You damn thing.

Originally, Huang Silang wanted to kill someone to vent his anger, so he took the responsibility when Huang Silang took the knife.

Zhang Muzhi, who was next to him, also picked up his Jiecuo knife in an instant.

"Flowers will bloom again, no one will be young anymore, and girls will be as beautiful as flowers. Brother, you can't be angry."

At this time, Huang Silang also grabbed the handle of the knife, his eyes widened and his hands trembled slightly.

Now both knives fell into his hands.

Just like Zhang Muzhi said.

You can't be angry.

How dare you be angry.

At this time, Huang Silang immediately turned to laughter angrily.

"Hahahahaha, okay, okay, it's too late to see each other, it's too late to meet, so the girl will give it to you along with the diamond."

At this time, Huang Silang let go of the knife, and the atmosphere suddenly changed from tight to loose.

Then Master Tang next to him also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Isn't it Daiyu and Qingwen? Why is it just a woman?"

"Oriental name, Daiyu Qingwenzi!"

"Hahahahaha."

The three of them laughed together.

While they were drinking and laughing on the wine table, the curtain next to them was filled with blood.

This heralds the end of the third round.

It's also the last round.

This time Hongmen Banquet.

"Master, high!"

"County magistrate, hard!"

"Master Huang, you are so tall and hard!"

The whole shooting room was filled with hearty smiles and various emotions.

The play of Hongmen Banquet.

The drama of three people.

It only shocks others.

Even Jiang Weijian felt that the performances of many national first-class actors he had watched in the past were not as pure as they are now.

None of them have the expressiveness and tension they have now.

too strong.

This is unparalleled performance.