"Um?"
Chen Gangsheng hesitated for a moment. He first wondered if he had heard it wrong, and then realized that it was basically impossible that he had heard it wrong.
Then Chan Kong-sang thought about his own experience, and combined with Wu Chang-yun's imaginative style, he probably wanted to make a movie out of his own experience. Otherwise, how can it be called a tailor-made movie?
"Taking a picture of me?"
"Yeah." Wu Changyun was also very confused. Who else should he take a picture of if not him?
Little did they know that the two of them were completely on different wavelengths this time, and accidentally misunderstood each other's meaning.
"Okay, I understand."
In fact, it is no wonder that Chan Kong-sang would think so, because he had no style before. If he had any style, it was imitating Bruce Lee's style, and he was once rated as "box office poison".
If someone tailors a movie for him that only contains high-quality movies, they must be a little crazy.
In fact, Chen Gangsheng was overthinking it a bit. He is indeed not a very popular actor now, but his kung fu and professional qualities are quite professional.
Sometimes it is like this, and Wu Changyun can understand it to some extent. The more you want to do something well, the more you will feel that all aspects of the things you need to do will fall on you, even if it is not your job, and in the end you will end up focusing on the beginning and not the end.
"By the way, do you want me to take you guys out to play? It's already this late anyway."
"Play?"
Wu Changyun glanced at Zhao Yazhi. It was obvious that being alone with Zhao Yazhi was a better choice. Besides, when it came to Macau, Wu Changyun always had a bad feeling.
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