Global Movie Emperor

The Spring Festival in another place is destined to be lonely. The first day of the new year is to go shopping, see and eat some food that is only available during festivals in Xiangjiang. But as a man who likes heavy oil and salt... Lu Ze doesn't feel very delicious.

Work officially started the next day. The director and producer gave out red envelopes, and the actors and staff received the red envelopes. Then they said some beautiful auspicious words and it was regarded as a lucky draw.

After work starts, should the director scold you or not? It doesn’t matter whether you are on the second day of the Chinese New Year or the first year of the Chinese New Year. Does it still depend on the date of the scolding?

To be honest, Lu Ze has the problem of working hard again. This is an advantage for the director and staff, but for other actors, this is Lu Ze's shortcoming.

People are inert, and their physical conditions cannot all be the same. There are not many actors like Lu Ze who are as energetic as a gorilla when filming. The vast majority of actors just watch after filming. The script, and then rest, or just relax, it’s up to you.

Moreover, Xiangjiang still has a strong Western cultural atmosphere. Going to bars and having fun is a very normal thing. It’s not like they haven’t worked with mainland actors before. It feels like mainlanders and Hong Kong people have similar habits. , but there is no doubt that Lu Ze refreshed the three views of Xiangjiang people.

This pussy is a monster.

This is the Xiangjiang actor's evaluation of Lu Ze. There is no other meaning. He simply regards Lu Ze as a monster and devotes himself wholeheartedly to the script. He can be called a movie ascetic.

He lives at three o'clock and one line every day, but has no desire for change at all. He accepts it all and loves it all. This is terrifying in the eyes of Hong Kong actors, especially young actors.

They now want to understand why Lu Ze is qualified to become the best actor at the age of twenty-six. You have to admire it, but what if you want to learn from Lu Ze? Sorry, I can't learn.

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"I'm sorry, director. My problem is that my emotions weren't quite right in this part. My lines and expressions were a bit awkward."

When Song Qingmin shouted, Lu Ze took the initiative to raise his hand and admitted his mistake. Song Qingmin was so choked that he couldn't speak. This part was actually the mistake of the third female lead. Behind the camera, there was something wrong with his hand. It was a small move, so he called it a stop, but he didn't expect that Lu Ze would directly take the problem on himself.

It couldn't be because Lu Ze liked the actress and supported her, because the actress was behind Lu Ze. Unless there were eyes on the back of Lu Ze's head, Lu Ze would never notice.

Reluctantly, Song Qingmin recalled the previous scene and observed it carefully for a while. He indeed trusted Lu Ze too much, because Lu Ze never forgot his lyrics and rarely laughed. He basically went through the plot over and over again. No more than five times, so Song Qingmin's mentality has changed a lot.

He began to trust Lu Ze extremely, and began to pay more attention to the supporting role. Just as Lu Ze did not remind him verbally this time, it is estimated that the matter will just go away.

This is not a good sign. A director needs an actor to remind him that this is abnormal. Song Qingmin's face didn't look good. He took a sip of tea and nodded to Lu Ze.

"Okay, let's do it again and change the breakfast. Okay, let's let the cameraman do the planning."

"'Bigg Boss', Act 17, Scene 4! Begin!"

...

There was a long Western-style dining table, with Jia Helong sitting at the head seat, and Ah Er and Ba Tou sitting at the bottom, far away from Jia Helong.

The four concubines were busy making breakfast in the kitchen, and occasionally they would bring over a dish. Normally, in a wealthy family, the husband would not let his four beautiful and delicate wives cook even after giving birth.

But Jia Helong is different. In other words, his status prevents him from trusting the servants at home. He can only reluctantly trust these four wives and can only eat the food cooked by the four wives.

A plate of fried eggs was served. Jia Helong cut it with a knife and fork and stuffed it into his mouth. He did not gobble it up, but was very methodical, which was in sharp contrast to eating when he was young.

He is a big boss, and when he stomps his feet in the territory of Xiangjiang, the whole of Xiangjiang will be shaken. Therefore, he has the airs and momentum. Compared with the young people who are full of shouts about fighting and killing, he can now be called a real person. The big owl.

"Xiaoru, why haven't Asheng and Afang gotten up yet? Go and wake them up."

"good."

The fourth aunt washed her hands. She was wearing a cheongsam and had a very hot body. She twisted her butt and went upstairs. She knocked lightly on a few doors and called out softly.

"A Fang (A Sheng, A Ping) got up, Abba asked you to come down quickly for dinner."

After hearing the children's answers, she went back downstairs and continued her work. Four people had to prepare meals for more than ten people every morning. It was indeed not an easy job, but five minutes later, the children still did not come down.

Jia Helong frowned. When the second wife who was serving the dishes saw Jia Helong frowning, her expression immediately changed. You must know that her husband has a bad temper, and when he gets angry, people will die.

"I'll go call them again. It's really shameful. They got up later than mom and dad..."

"No need for you, I'll call you."

After wiping his mouth, Jia Helong went upstairs under everyone's worried gaze, and opened the door. His third son, Ah Sheng, was still sleeping, not in a good state of sleep, with his arms and legs spread out.

"A Sheng, wake up."

"Huh? Abba, I'm going to get up right now. I'm going to get up right now."

The children are afraid of him, no, everyone should be afraid of him, but the children are more obvious and don't even dare to look into his eyes.

Looking around the room, he exhaled a breath that sounded very heavy and long under the radio. He closed the door expressionlessly and came to the next room. His youngest daughter Aping was eight years old this year.

She was like a little princess, sleeping soundly in the pink room, holding a doll, and seemed to be having a sweet dream. Jia Helong liked this daughter very much, sitting on her bedside, scraping her face with his rough index finger. Scratched.

"Wake up, A Ping."

"Abba..."

Like a kitten, she rubbed her eyes. She inherited her mother's genes. She is fair-skinned and beautiful before she has grown. She is so cute. She likes to act like a spoiled child in her father's arms because she doesn't get to act like a spoiled brat often. , after being picked up by Jia Helong, he put on his shoes and jumped into the bathroom.

Jia Helong closed the door for her and walked into Afang's room. She was seventeen years old and was Jia Helong's second daughter. When she opened the room, she was injecting something into her armpit with a needle. When she saw Jia Helong He Longhou was frightened. He held up the syringe and looked at Jia Helong blankly.

Jia Helong's face was calm, and he seemed to have a smile on his face. Even though his second daughter was now naked, and as a father he shouldn't look at it, he didn't shy away. He walked over and squatted next to his daughter and gently touched her hair.

"Who taught you to do this?"

"Abba, I..."

"answer me."

"Abba...I was wrong! I will never do it again!"

"Put your clothes on and go downstairs."

Jia Helong only explained the matter, then stood up and left. He also helped his eldest daughter to close the door and asked the other children to get up. After waking them up, he returned to the dining room, sat at the main seat, picked up the goblet and put it in the glass. took a sip of water.

He took out a cigarette from his arms, lit it for himself, blew out a puff of smoke, pressed his left arm on the armrest of the chair, turned to the left, and looked at A'er and Ba Tou, two brothers who had been with him for more than ten years.

"I woke the children up today. It's rare to wake them up. Ah Sheng's sleeping pattern should be changed. Ah Ping may need a bigger doll. Ah Er will go out and buy it for her later. She wants a pink one. , anything like that, and then...I saw A Fang taking drugs."

The knives and forks of Ah Er and Ba Tou stopped for an instant. The four ladies were frightened. Ah Fang was the daughter of the second wife. She was holding the plate. When she heard this, she was so frightened that the plate fell to the ground with a snap. , smashed to pieces.

Still leaning sideways, Jia Helong picked up the cigarette and took a puff. He exhaled smoke from his nose and flicked the ashes in the ashtray. He seemed still calm.

"I sell fans, but no one in my family can smoke, and neither can my brother. This is...an old rule set down more than ten years ago. I'm used to seeing other people's ugly behavior when they take drugs. Like this, but I didn’t expect to see it in my daughter as well.”

"Brother Long, let me solve this matter."

Ba Tou immediately put down the tableware in his hand, picked up his clothes and prepared to investigate. For them, this matter was too easy to investigate.

"Wait a moment......"

Jia Helong raised his hand holding the cigarette to signal Ba Tou to stop, took a puff of cigarette, put out the cigarette, sat up straight, rubbed his face with his big hand with a gold ring, and then put it down.

"I have two questions now. Who... took the goods from me and sold them to my daughter. After catching him, the men threw them into the sea to feed the fish, and the women asked them to pick up the guests, and , who asked my daughter to suck it? Bring his family over, what I want is to bring them over intact, Ba Tou, you can do it."

"I'm going to Brother Long right now."

Ba Tou left quickly, and the children came downstairs one after another. Jia Helong was eating breakfast, and gently wiped A Ping's head, and asked her to sit next to him and have breakfast with him.

After finishing the meal, he wiped his mouth. At this time, A Fang also came down from upstairs tremblingly and knelt beside Jia Helong, saying nothing but trembling non-stop.

"I feel very sad, huh...I am sad that my daughter has become like this, but what I am even more sad about is...can you still fucking eat!?"

He grabbed A Ping's dinner plate and hit the second wife directly on the head. She was knocked down and fell to the ground. No one begged for mercy or helped because no one dared.

"Don't you know? You kept it from me and thought I wouldn't find out?"

The second wife's bunted hair was spread out, and she stood up holding on to the dining table. Her forehead was dripping with blood, and she remained silent. Mother and daughter were connected. Afang hugged Jia Helong's thigh, hoping that he would stop beating her mother.

"Okay, I won't hit your grandma, but... Ah Er, go get the mirror."

After Ah Er brought the mirror over, Jia Helong pulled his daughter's hair and pointed it at the mirror. In front of the mirror, she saw thick dark circles under her eyes and a swollen face.

"Look at the shit you look like, look at your disgusting...face!"

When he spoke the last word in a calm tone, his anger burst out. He slapped Ah Fang down, her nose bleeding, and her eyes began to blur. She had received an injection in the morning and was now getting stronger.

"Put her in the basement and no one is allowed to see her! If she gets addicted, pull out one of her nails! Let's see if she feels uncomfortable because of addiction! Or if it hurts to pull out her nails!"

"I understand, Brother Long."

After Ah Er took Ah Fang away, Lu Ze sat down again, took the breakfast of Ah Ping's biological mother Xiaoru, placed it in front of Ah Ping, and gently touched her head.

"Have a meal."

The sound of knives cutting plates resounded in the house again...

"Click!"

After this, everyone else breathed a sigh of relief, their breathing suddenly became louder, and the room came to life. Even if they knew it was filming, they were still frightened by Lu Ze, especially the women, Lu Ze A single look from him can scare them into speechlessness.

Lu Ze smiled and apologized to the two women he had just beaten with a very sincere attitude, and then touched A Ping's head. The little girl was quite quirky in life, and Lu Ze liked it very much. He would buy some snacks for the child if he had nothing to do. A Ping's real mother complained once about the fact that she gained five or six pounds by feeding her child.

The staff began to pack up the props and prepare for the next show.

"Brother Lu, your phone number."

Wang Zixuan handed over the phone. Lu Ze looked at the caller and then answered the call.

"Hello? Director Liu."

""The King of Fighters" is scheduled for May 1st. You can handle the leave yourself. Anyway, I want to see you on the 30th, so I'll give it up."

"..."