The Wind of China Entertainment 2005

Chapter 760 Receive the Certificate
The next morning.

The Ruins of St. Paul's is one of the eight scenic spots in Macau.

"Smile and keep it up, good!"

"Crack!"

Liu Shishi stood on the steps, stretched out her hands, and formed an abstract shape, as if she was holding up something.

“How about this look?”

"Click."

"Perfect!"

Lu Yuan held the Leica and mechanically pressed the shutter button. He felt that the design was a bit too precious, but he didn't tell the truth and just kept praising it.

Liu Shishi was immersed in her boyfriend's praise and couldn't extricate herself.

"Where's the sauce?"

“The sauce is good!”

"Click."

"Pretty!"

"Why do you look so good today?"

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After taking dozens of photos in a row, Lu Yuan couldn't stand it anymore. He moved his wrists and said too many things against his will. He was worried that he would be struck by lightning one day.

"Big sister, why don't we take a break? What's there to shoot? It's just a broken wall."

The Portuguese spent a full 3 taels of silver to build St. Paul's Church, which was later destroyed by fire. Only one wall remained, standing tall through four hundred years of wind and rain.

In modern times, this wall has become Macau’s most famous landmark.

The wall is in typical European style, with traces of being kissed by fire hundreds of years ago. There are many bronze statues on the wall, including a bronze dove on the top, an angel carrying a special cross, and the Virgin Mary.
Liu Shishi skipped down, took out the water bottle from the bag on his back, and gulped.

After drinking, she passed the kettle forward.

"Na."

Lu Yuan then held the straw in his mouth and gulped.

At this time, some tourists around recognized the two of them, restrained themselves from approaching, and took out their mobile phones to secretly take pictures.

When Liu Shishi saw this scene, she took her boyfriend's hand and ran away, leading the way with her ponytail swinging.

"Brother, let's go to the next stop, Cannon Hill."

Lu Yuan didn't know where this girl got the energy. She got up at six in the morning to make a strategy and called him to get up before seven.

Macau is very small, even smaller than Pudong Airport, and she plans to complete the entire tour in one day.

Next to the Ruins of St. Paul's is Fort Hill. As the name suggests, Fort Hill was a fort in the early years.

The top of the mountain is 53 meters high and you can go up by stairs or by elevator.

Compared to the Ruins of St. Paul's, this place is much quieter, with a 9-meter-high ancient city wall covered with mottled green skin, lush trees, and ancient stone slabs everywhere.

Walking through it, it feels like traveling back several centuries.

The cannon platform covers an area of ​​more than 1 square meters and is diamond-shaped. A giant copper cannon is placed on each battlement around the platform.

Lu Yuan counted them and found there were 20 doors in total.

On the fort, Liu Shishi looked out into the distance and breathed in the sea breeze: "I read in the guide that the Portuguese repelled the attack of the Dutch fleet here."

"Uh-huh." Lu Yuan responded perfunctorily and held up the Leica to take a panoramic photo of Macau.

This is much easier than taking photos for his girlfriend. He can take photos however he wants and the scenery won't mind if his photos are ugly.

Fort Hill is 58 meters high, which is not too high, but it is high enough to overlook the scenery of the Macau Peninsula and the opposite bank.

Macau is made up of several islands. The MGM where they stayed last night is located on the Macau Peninsula, across the river from Taipa Island.

There are the Ruins of St. Paul's, A-Ma Temple, Notre Dame de Rosary Basilica and Fisherman's Wharf on the Macau Peninsula. There are not many high-rise buildings, but mainly low and dilapidated small buildings and scenic spots, full of hundreds of years of vicissitudes.

On the other side of the Macau River, Taipa Island is home to casinos such as the Venetian, Parisian, and Wynn Palace, with tall buildings and an extravagant and prosperous atmosphere.

The buildings on both sides are clearly distinguished.

"I looked out the window of the hotel last night and thought Macau was beautiful, with the neon lights of the Eiffel Tower and the magnificent hotels. But in broad daylight, apart from a few casino hotels, the other buildings were quite old."

"Be careful with your choice of words. That's called the weight of history." Lu Yuan put down the camera and put his arm around her shoulders.

"Hmph." Liu Shishi felt offended and stared at him with a pig-killing look.

In Lu Yuan's eyes, her movements were particularly cute.

"Girl, your makeup is smudged."

"Ah, where, where."

"Here." Lu Yuan lifted her chin and gave her a kiss. He regretted it right after the kiss. Oh my god, she was all sweaty and salty.

"Hmph." Liu Shishi muttered, "Don't think I will forgive you just like that. I'm not that easy to appease."

She pouted and waited.

After waiting for the kiss she wanted for a long time, she opened her eyes and found that the bastard had walked to the parapet nearby and was taking pictures of the cannon.

Not only that, he kept wiping his mouth and spitting something out from time to time, and her fists became hard.

Lu Yuan was unaware of the impending danger and continued to look at the cannon. There were several wheels underneath the cannon to facilitate its movement.

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded.

"Brother Yuan, are you interested in the British-made cast iron smoothbore cannon?"

Lu Yuan looked in the direction of the voice and saw it was Wanda's son Wang Sicong, accompanied by a girl who looked quite familiar.

"What a coincidence, how come you have time to come here?"

Wang Sicong held the girl's hand and said, "Come to Macau with my girlfriend."

"Teacher Lu, I'm Yao Xingtong." The girl quickly extended her hand and introduced herself.

Lu Yuan thought to himself that it was no wonder that she looked so familiar. She became famous last year after starring in "The Chinese Zodiac" and was called the new Dragon Girl.

She is a graduate of the Beijing Film Academy Class of 01, and was in the same class as Huang Shengyi, Jia Nailiang and others. If you really want to count, she is his senior.

"Hello, hello, don't call me teacher."

He shook hands with the other party and stared at Wang Sicong suspiciously: "When did you two get together? This is not like your style."

"It's not long, it's just a love affair, there's no need to let others know, keep a low profile, keep a low profile." Young Master Wang waved his hand with a smile.

Lu Yuan stopped asking questions. Seeing that he seemed to know a lot about cannons, he asked a few questions, such as what model it was, when it was produced, and its range.
"Ah? Ask me?" Wang Sicong opened his eyes wide and pointed at himself: "How would I know?"

"Didn't you just say that this was a British-made cast iron smoothbore cannon?"

"Hey!" Wang Sicong realized that he had misunderstood and pointed: "Isn't there an introduction sign next to it?"

"Uh"

The four of them chatted while strolling on the fort, went to the museum, and went down the mountain in about half an hour.

Yao Xingtong stared at Lu Yuan and Liu Shishi who were walking in front of her, then looked at her boyfriend, full of doubts. After hesitating for a long time, she asked, "Why do you call him Brother Yuan?"

She was puzzled by this.

Wang Sicong is an atypical second-generation heir to capital.

Maybe it was because he was raised in poverty by Wang Jianlin when he was a child, which led to his own criteria for judging things being consistent with those of most ordinary people. He does not care about the so-called image of a rich man, is too lazy to pretend, and just does whatever makes him comfortable.

Different from those rich second generations who are trained in an elite way or given a lot of money and allowed to do whatever they want.

Most of the time, when it does not involve his own or family interests, he usually speaks with his head rather than his ass.

Unlike other rich second-generations who hide themselves, there is no such person on the Internet and they try to reduce their presence as much as possible.

Wang Sicong does not hide his true self and his style of doing things is quite down-to-earth, which makes his Diaosi temperament very prominent.

A rich second-generation who dares to tell the truth and doesn't mess around, this label has earned him an excellent reputation online in the past two years.

It’s funny that netizens have too low expectations for the rich second generation.

According to netizens' criteria, children from poor families must be motivated, respect the elderly and love the young, have emotional intelligence, and be proficient in everything in order to be praised as excellent. As for the second generation of rich people, they just need to not do bad things.

But no matter how down-to-earth he is, or how much of a loser he exudes, Wang Sicong is still the successor of Wanda.

Under the character of a loser, there is a terrifying energy that can make ordinary people evaporate on the spot. It is no exaggeration to say that the entertainment industry is nothing in his eyes.

Because he often exposes the lies of some celebrities with sharp words, almost nothing can escape his mouth, and many netizens have given him the title of Disciplinary Inspection Commission of the entertainment industry.

This is exactly why Yao Xingtong couldn’t understand.

No matter how popular Lu Yuan is, or how well Yuanfang Media develops, how can he deserve to be called brother by Wang Sicong?

Wang Sicong didn't like Cheng Long very much, thinking that the other party was talking nonsense.

The reason is that Cheng Long admitted in an interview in Korea that he is half Korean, and when he went to Taiwan, he was half Taiwanese. In an event in Anhui, he said he was half Anhui. There are similar cases of Shandong and Mongolia.
Schrodinger's lineage.

It was the first time that Yao Xing saw her boyfriend being so polite to an actor. She could sense that Wang Sicong was not being fake.

"You do not understand."

Wang Sicong glanced at her and said, "What you have seen and understood is just the tip of the iceberg."

"The tip of the iceberg?" Yao Xingtong tilted his head and looked at the figure who was being chased by Liu Shishi with his fist raised.

She tried to test him: "I admit that he is very successful as an actor and a great film investor, but that's just a little bit. You are not praising him so much just because Wanda and Faraway Media jointly invested in Mojin: The Lost Legend, are you?"

Wang Sicong didn't want to reveal too much, so he changed the subject: "Have you received an invitation to the PPS annual banquet in a few days?"

"Yeah, there is."

"Are you going to go?"

"I haven't decided yet. 'Ex-Files' will be released at the end of the month, so I may not have time."

"Go ahead, I'll go with you."

Yao Xingtong became more and more confused as to why PPS was suddenly mentioned. After thinking for a while, he agreed.

"it is good!"

The two walked down the mountain hand in hand.

Seeing a reporter secretly filming, Wang Sicong turned around and asked, "By the way, Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons will also be released at the end of the month. How dare Ex-Files compete with the two of them?"

The movies released on the 31st of this month are: "Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons", "Journey to the West: Havoc in Heaven", "Where Are We Going, Dad", "Ex-Files", and "The Man from Macau".

"You think too highly of 'Ex-Files'. We don't want to compete with them." Yao Xingtong said self-deprecatingly: "After all, the Spring Festival is the most popular period of the year. We also want to get a piece of the pie. Besides, the audience groups are different, so the impact is not big."

"Okay." Wang Sicong nodded and saw Lu Yuan and Liu Shishi waiting for him in front.

"Brother Yuan, where are we going next?"

"Love Lane."

Liu Shishi felt that there was a high probability that she had been deceived by the photos.

Macau's Love Lane is a romantic alley that blends European style, and many couples like to come here.

When she was making her travel guide in the morning and looking at the pictures, she thought the atmosphere was quite romantic. But when she came over, the filter was shattered.

The so-called Love Lane is just an ordinary alley with pink walls on both sides and some flowers and plants on the ground. It is about 50 meters long.

She almost went crazy when she noticed the faint smile in the dog's eyes.

"Do not laugh."

Lu Yuan pursed his lips and raised his chin: "When did you see me smile?"

"Now!"

"No."

"Yes, you laughed again."

"No, hahahaha."

While they were playing around, Wang Sicong, who was walking in front, waved and shouted, "Come here quickly."

Lu Yuan and Liu Shishi walked over quickly. There was a fortune-telling stall in the middle of the alley. In fact, this was not the first fortune-teller they had met since coming to Macau.

Many people in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan believe in Feng Shui.

Even a prestigious financial institution like CITIC CLSA Securities publishes a Feng Shui manual on Hong Kong stocks every year.

Businessmen pay special attention to Feng Shui and destiny. Many well-known wealthy people in Hong Kong and Macau almost all have their own Feng Shui masters.

As a gambling city, Macau is full of fortune tellers.

After Yao Xingtong finished the calculation, Liu Shishi poked her boyfriend in the waist.

"You first."

"Not counting." Lu Yuan refused. Life was so beautiful, why did he have to make himself unhappy?

"It's not me who counts."

Liu Shishi didn't think much about it, strode forward and sat down at the stall.

"Master, please calculate for me."

The fortune teller looked to be about 70 years old, with age spots all over his face. He wore sunglasses and had a blind stick by his legs, and it seemed that he was really blind.

He heard the voice and followed the direction: "What is it?"

"Marriage!"

After a moment, Liu Shishi walked out of the alley angrily.

"I'm so pissed off."

"I really want to take off the sunglasses on his face and see if he is really blind."

"What do you mean my husband star in my horoscope is old? The husband star is far away from the day master. Are you old? Is he sick? And this Love Lane, paint the walls on both sides pink, plant some flowers and plants and you will fall in love. Big liars, all liars."

Miss Liu was so angry that she felt suffocated, and the people in Love Lane were also affected.

She complained a lot, then turned around, stared at her boyfriend's face, stood on tiptoe, stretched out her hands, and pinched and squeezed him.

"Humph, such a handsome face, he must be blind!"

Lu Yuan was speechless and slapped her hand away: "I told you not to go, but you insisted on going. You even believed my nonsense."

His view is that it is only appropriate for a person to have his horoscope calculated when he is in a particularly bad condition.

If the calculation result is good, it will inevitably produce a good psychological hint, allowing you to face the future with a more positive attitude, and perhaps it will be possible to change your own predicament.

If you are living a good life when you calculate your horoscope, but the result is not good, it will inevitably affect your mood and add to your worries.

"I now have a very bad impression of Macau, especially this damn alley. I will post it online so that netizens can avoid it."

Lu Yuan let her tinker with it.

After a while, Wang Sicong walked out of the alley with a gloomy face. Yao Xingtong took his arm and comforted him carefully.

Lu Yuan almost laughed out loud. OK, here comes another one who is looking for trouble.

"Prince Wang, who do you think you are?"

"Fuck, that's just a big idiot, f**k me!" Wang Sicong was much simpler, he just cursed directly and had an extremely foul mouth.

"He actually said that my family would fall into poverty. Damn it, isn't this crazy? He can't even earn as much as I give him in a day in his lifetime. Now I'm going to find someone to overthrow his business. Don't even think about staying in Macau anymore."

Then he took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

Lu Yuan was just wondering what connections he was going to use, when he heard this guy say, "City Hall? I want to report it with my real name. There is a blind man in Love Lane who is engaged in feudal superstition activities and making a lot of money. He just cheated me out of 100,000 yuan."

Ha, Prince Wang is very kind.

Affected by the fortune-telling results just now, Liu Shishi lost interest and was in a bad mood on the way to the Mazu Temple.

"You're still not happy?"

"No."

Seeing that her pouting lips were so tight that you could hang a bottle of oil on them, Lu Yuan smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Give me your hand."

"what?"

Lu Yuan held her hand, turned around and ran in one direction.

"Slow down, what are you doing?" Liu Shishi was pulled by him, the breeze blowing her hair, and her face was full of confusion.

"Take you to get the certificate!"

(End of this chapter)