I am not mentally ill, I am the actor with a thousand faces

Chapter 367: Three people’s drama

Enjoyable.

It’s really enjoyable.

Not only for Ge You and Jiang Wen.

to the onlookers around.

Jiang Weijian, Liu Jialing, Chen Kun and others.

is also like this.

"It turns out that this is what it feels like to watch the masters compete." Chen Kun was greatly shocked at this time.

When it comes to coffee positions.

In TV dramas, Li Yun and Chen Kun are about the same, but in movies, Li Yun is slightly better.

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

To match people in the same position.

It's actually not that comfortable.

But there is no way, the script directors are all others, so there is nothing wrong with arranging yourself to be the protagonist.

But just as the show started, he knew something was wrong.

Being a celebrity does not equate to acting skills.

Same coffee spot.

Stronger acting skills.

It is not impossible.

But he didn't expect that Li Yun's strength would reach such an extent.

This scene of the Hongmen Banquet is the prologue.

It already made him feel the gap.

Liu Jialing next to her also felt the same way
The young man in front of me.

It seems really not simple.

Only Jiang Weijian.

I just feel like this is just the beginning
Next.

Li Yun made a request.

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

Three-position rotating lens for all-round shooting.

One shot to the end.

Agree?
Jiang Wen and Ge You also smiled slightly.

Who is afraid of you?

Huang Shilang.

At the wine table, the three of them were laughing, and the tense atmosphere was heightened to the extreme.
"Mr. Ma, the county magistrate, was bought. The purpose of buying an official position is to make money."

"And Mr. Ma doesn't like making poor people's money."

"Whose money do you make, county magistrate?"

"I will earn from whoever has money."

"Then who has money?"

"You have money."

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

"Haha, I'm not a bandit, I'm the county magistrate. The only thing a county magistrate cares about when making money is being honest." Zhang Muzhi waved his hand.

"That's right. We have two big families in Goose City. They both sold their people to America to build railroads, and they made a lot of money."

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

Huang Silang waved his hand gracefully.

"No, this is American money."

"The knife is here! Come Mr. Huang, the money is here!"

Mr. Huang complimented with a smile on his face.

He saw one thing.

The master in front of him is not a staunch Zhang Mu's sect.

He’s something to rock with.

The few words he said were all temptations.

However, Zhang Mazi brought the topic back again.

Let’s not talk about the two big families.

Let’s not talk about knives.

Let’s just talk about you, Huang Silang.

Who doesn't know in the entire southern country that you, Huang Silang, are the boss of Echeng, and that most of the smoke and soil in the entire Republic of China is handled by Huang Silang.

I am often just an empty person, eating, drinking and having sex with hundreds of people every day.

At this time, Huang Silang didn't really have any murderous intention.

He also tried to reconcile with the county magistrate.

If you are really here to make money.

Then everything is easy to say.

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

"I have a good place here."

"Where to go?"

"Zhang Mazi"

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

The atmosphere became increasingly tense and silent.

Then there was a scream from behind the curtain.

The jelly seller is dead.

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

Play games with each other and each has his or her own victory or defeat.

"Then what does this pockmark have to do with me? Could it be that he is in Goose City?"

"exist."

"Not here either."

"Hahahaha!"

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

"You should know what kind of business I am in."

"Your biggest business is the tobacco trade. You handled everything in the Republic of China along the way."

"Wrong! I'm just Liu Dutong's errand boy."

"I'm still just one leg."

"How many legs does Liu Dutong have?"

"Three pieces, Mr. Huang still has one thigh."

"Yes, the thigh! This leg is broken now. It was broken by Zhang Mazi. I was robbed by Zhang Mazi 10 times out of 8 times!"

"That pockmark, he is very rich."

"If you go to suppress bandits, you will have 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 by suppressing bandits, not only do you have the courage to make money, but you also have great courage!"

What a fucking line.

It's so bullshit.

When the photographer took the picture here, his hands almost shook.

Jiang Weijian couldn't help it anymore 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 will pay for them to suppress the bandits. The two big families must pay as much as I pay! I will pay 80, no, I will pay 180 million. The more you pay, the more you will earn!" "Then Huang The master's amount will be repaid in full. We will split the money between the two major families three to seven, and we will split the amount between the two major families. "The master was already smiling broadly, it was a huge profit that could be seen with the naked eye.

If it were going to go this way.

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

"You don't have to pay back 180 million! Isn't it just to suppress bandits? Suppress! By the time we pay Zhang Mazi's goods, then the 180 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 % given to Mr. Huang? No matter what, it must be % or %!"

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 come you see?”

"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 it 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, we meet each other too late, we meet too late, so I 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 the Hongmen Banquet.

"Master, high!"

"County magistrate, hard!"

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

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

The play of Hongmen Banquet.

The drama of three people.

It only shocks others.

Jiang Weijian even 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.

(End of this chapter)