The little beggar looked around and didn't see anyone he knew, so he said to Wu Changyun, "The British have a habit of going to the alleys outside whenever they need to relieve themselves. It's dark there, so even if they make a noise, no one will notice."
"Okay, very professional." Wu Changyun was right. This little guy is quite capable.
"In the alley on the left, you can see a small iron gate. If nothing else, I'll leave. Don't tell anyone that I said that." The little beggar disappeared into the alley in a flash.
"It seems this is still a surveillance job." Wu Changyun said seriously.
Because they didn't know when Henry would be ready, they had to wait outside all the time, and they didn't know the situation inside. It would be much safer if they could monitor Henry's every move from inside.
"Fushun, why don't we go in and take a look." Wu Changyun suddenly became interested. Even before he traveled through time, Wu Changyun had never been to places like high-end clubs or nightclubs. He only saw in the news that certain nightclubs were involved in various services. Wu Changyun was a little curious about what it was really like inside, but also a little timid, mainly because he was worried that he didn't have enough money in his pocket.
"We can't get in like this." Fushun spoke like a seasoned driver.
"A lesson from the past?"
"Hehe." Fushun smiled innocently, then reacted and cursed: "Bullshit previous experience, I'm just pointing the way."
"Forget it. It's not our world yet. I'd probably feel uncomfortable going in there."
As the two were chatting, it suddenly started to rain. Wu Changyun and Fushun could only jog back to Wuhang. From time to time, a few cars passed by on the street. The fast-driving cars splashed water higher than people. Wu Changyun and Fushun hurried to avoid them, but the passing cars seemed to be competing with them. The more they avoided them, the more frequent they passed by. In the end, they simply gave up avoiding them. Anyway, they were soaked, and turned to curse at the cars that were driving away, and cursed their ancestors for three generations.
The two of them cursed at each other, looking at each other's funny appearance of being soaked, and were as happy as two children.
Wu Changyun thought to himself that although such days were ordinary, they were fulfilling and happy. However, there would always be times when one would worry about money, or even if not for money, then for fame. Wu Changyun turned his head and looked at Fushun and said, "When I make money, let's get a car, a convertible one, the kind that makes a loud noise when running. When it rains, we can take a shower in the car."
"Okay, then I'll learn how to drive and be your driver."
"You're such a lousy driver, I'll get you one too." Wu Changyun boasted with a shameless face. In fact, he knew very well that he was just talking empty words, but he had also thought of a countermeasure.
If he could beat Wu Gao at the box office, he could enter Lei Luo's circle. Even if he wasn't a big name, he would be surrounded by big names in the film and television industry. There was definitely a way to make money. There's a saying that goes, "You can't make money beyond your knowledge." So, from now on, he would have to rely on getting to know big names to expand his knowledge.
When I returned to the martial arts studio in the rain, my fellow apprentices had not yet gone about their own business. Instead, they were sitting by the courtyard wall, eating melon seeds.
"Today is weird. Everyone is like the Eighteen Arhats. Are they holding a grudge against us for what happened before?" Fushun said, shaking Wu Changyun's arm.
It was indeed a bit abnormal. It was not ruled out that his fellow apprentices were going to cause trouble for him when the master was not around. Wu Changyun pushed open the other half of the courtyard door so that he would not be blocked by anyone if he tried to run away.
Wu Changyun had just prepared himself mentally when he caught a glimpse of someone standing under the eaves. It was Zhou Huiting, who had been pestering him for the past two days. She was wearing a long white lace dress and looking at him with a stack of papers in her hand.
"Why are you here? Did you come to my house?"
Zhou Huiting was so angry that she couldn't think of what to say. He had an appointment in the afternoon, so she came wearing a skirt. But she waited for the whole afternoon and the sun went down but Wu Changyun didn't come back.
"When did you come?" Wu Changyun also felt a little sorry.
"Noon." Zhou Huiting handed the paper in her hand to Wu Changyun.
Wu Changyun didn't want to accept it at first. If it was another contract-based thing, he would definitely not sign it.
"It's not a contract, it's the information of the previous director Liu Xiao."
After hearing this, Wu Changyun boldly took the paper. It clearly stated Liu Xiao's hometown, date of birth, alma mater and so on. Wu Changyun flipped through a few pages but still couldn't make sense of it.
"There are some things I can't bring with me, so I can only describe them orally. First of all, Liu Xiao has no record of filming in Hong Kong. I can't even find a single representative work. I also looked up the school he graduated from, and it was a school that children of officials could attend at a price."
Seeing Zhou Huiting's seriousness, Wu Changyun didn't have the heart to interrupt her. How could Wu Changyun not know about this? Zhu Youzai didn't even consider him a serious actor, so how could he possibly assign him a truly good director? A good director needs not only a good script and a good producer to make a movie, but more importantly, good actors.
Wu Changyun watched Zhou Huiting talk a lot, but in fact she just didn't know what the bottom of the film and television industry was like. She had only seen the glamorous places, but didn't know how many people worked to make movies for capital, with bad scripts, bad directors, and many bad actors who had fallen into depravity.
"Forget it. Have you eaten in such a long time?" Wu Changyun still remembered Zhou Huiting's kindness. She could come all the way to remind him that although this girl was a little silly, she had a good heart.
“No.”
"Come on, I'll take you to eat something delicious." Wu Changyun wrung the water off his body, asked Zhou Huiting to wait at the door, and he and Fushun went in to change their clothes.
"Oh, he even took it away. You're really capable, Liuzi."
When passing by the yard, his fellow apprentices were making a fuss, so Wu Changyun didn't delay any longer. Now his fellow apprentices were all working in the theater. Although their daily wages were not as high as Wu Changyun's as a stuntman, if he kept standing still, his fellow apprentices would sooner or later surpass him and leave him far behind. That would be a real joke.
What Wu Changyun and Fushun meant by eating good food was actually the barbecue stall not far from the street. Before, whenever Wu Changyun wanted to eat at this stall, he had to wait for the chef to treat him. They usually ate frugally, and a meal for three or two people would cost no more than forty or fifty yuan. Zhou Huiting didn't look like the kind of person who could eat a lot.
"Come here, I'll save a seat for you." Wu Changyun waved to Zhou Huiting.
Although the rain had stopped a little, the ground was still wet. Zhou Huiting was still wearing a skirt and felt a little troubled looking at the low bench.
"What a damn bad fate." Wu Changyun complained and ran back to the yard, and went to the long bench used for practicing martial arts. Now the three of them were sitting together.
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