Director, please respect yourself

When I was a child, there was an old man in the village grinding sesame oil.

In order to make his donkey work well, the old man hung a carrot in front of the donkey's head. The donkey wanted to eat it, but it could never reach it.

After giving away the movie script and wandering back home, Yang Hao suddenly had a realization. Perhaps in Chang Jihong's eyes, he was the donkey who wanted to eat carrots.

She has good looks, good acting skills, and knows how to market herself, so Chang Jihong, a famous entertainment agent, became interested in her.

Coupled with the sudden explosion tonight, revealing his singing ability after being transformed by AI in front of everyone... It would be strange if the expert Chang Jihong doesn't want to sign himself!

But if you want to sign, you still have to negotiate the conditions before signing the contract. You can’t just give you whatever conditions you, a little internet celebrity Yang Hao, want, right?

After all, in the entertainment industry, strength is one thing, but whether you can eventually become famous is another.

But before I, Chang Jihong, signs a contract with you, Yang Hao, I can't let other agencies get in first, so I can only hold you back with a carrot.

And this movie script is actually that carrot.

Don’t you just want to be a film director? Well, I may give you a chance.

Sure enough, no one who can succeed in the entertainment industry is stupid, whether in the past life or in this life.

Shaking his head and sighing with emotion, Yang Hao was ready to attack the Yangchun pig's trotters on the dining table.

How well Yang Chun's pig's trotters are cooked, you still need to taste for yourself. If the taste is right, then you can cook it according to this recipe in the future. As for the sales problem, you don’t need to worry at all. There are many weird marketing plans in my mind. Believe it or not, I dare to send one to the American Cypress Palace now. ?

If the taste is not right, then the recipe and the heat of stewing the pig's trotters must be adjusted.

But just as Yang Hao picked up a good-looking piece of pig's trotters with his chopsticks, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Dangdangdang..."

"Who?" Yang Hao asked.

Because he has to watch in the store, Yang Chun usually doesn't come back to stay. Besides, even if he suddenly comes back to stay one day, he still has the key to his home, so he doesn't need to knock on the door.

But in response to Yang Hao, there were three more knocks on the door.

"Dangdangdang..."

"coming."

Yang Hao had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and walk over to open the door.

Could it be that the grandson of some old artist was naughty and knocked on the neighbor's door when he had nothing to do?

He pulled the latch and opened the door, but there was no one in the corridor. Yang Hao came out of the house again and looked up and down with the help of the light in the corridor, but still found no trace of anyone.

Damn...

Today, the kid who came to cause trouble ran pretty fast? !

Smiling and shaking his head, Yang Hao was about to go home again, but when he turned around, he found a small note posted on his door.

There was writing on the note, and the handwriting was elegant. It looked like a woman's handwriting.

[Old place, drink! 】

Old place, drinking...

The five words were easy to understand and clear at a glance, but Yang Hao was a little confused when he saw them.

The old place, where is the old place?

You old man can't even write it clearly.

Just when Yang Hao was madly complaining that this woman was unreliable, a thin voice came from above his head.

"What are you doing? Why don't you come up quickly?"

"Well…"

………………

Beiying Community

Although the old-fashioned red brick buildings are made of strong and durable materials, their design is not reasonable. Basically, every household does not have a balcony.

If you want to dry clothes and quilts, you can only go to the rooftop of the building. Therefore, the stairs lead directly to the roof.

After returning home and putting on his coat, Yang Hao, frowning, stepped onto the rooftop step by step.

The voice just now was a bit familiar. If you think about it carefully, it should be the 85-year-old Liu Yifei, a domestic first-line actress in her previous life.

But if it was her, this would make Yang Hao even more curious. How did she know [former Yang Hao], a graduate of Beijing Film Academy's Grade 02, and a graduate of Beijing Film Academy's Grade 06, a girl who had graduated, but a boy who had not yet entered the school?

What is the relationship between her and [former Yang Hao]?

Isn't she afraid that while drinking, [former Yang Hao] will suddenly have evil thoughts and want to have sex with her?

With such questions, Yang Hao tiptoed up to the rooftop. As soon as he opened the door and came up, he immediately saw a woman wearing a beige windbreaker sitting on a leisure chair on the rooftop waving to him.

"What's going on today? Why are you so slow?"

"Oh... before you came, Mr. Liu Jiang's grandson knocked on the door and caused trouble. But when you knocked on the door, I thought it was him again?"

Seeing that the other party was really Liu Yifei, Yang Hao suppressed the shock in his heart and put all the blame on the troublemaker.

"Hahaha…"

Liu Yifei smiled happily.

"I've told you before, living in an old building like this is chaotic, but it does have a lot of human touch."

"haha, yes."

Yang Hao smiled and sat down at the other end of the leisure chair.

“Why are you sitting so far away?

Come over quickly and clean up? "

Liu Yifei didn't move slowly. While talking, she took something out of the plastic bag at her feet.

There are peanuts, ham sausages, Niulanshan Erguotou, uh... and a Yangchun pig's trotter that looks particularly familiar to Yang Hao.

Damn...

It turns out that one of the two beautiful girls who were raped and sold by Yang Chun tonight was Liu Yifei? !

…

On the leisure chair between Yang Hao and Liu Yifei, there was a large white plastic bag. On the plastic bag were placed peanuts, ham sausages, and of course Yangchun pig's trotters.

Liu Yifei picked up the chopsticks, picked up a small pig's trotter, put it in her mouth, chewed it twice, and gave Yang Hao a thumbs up.

"Hmmmm..., delicious!"

tasty?

Really?

At this time, Yang Hao also stuffed a piece into his mouth, um..., how should I put it?

not bad!

It's bone-free and soft, fragrant but not greasy, and the hoof jelly is crystal clear. If you savor it carefully, there is a fragrance of pine wood in it.

Of course, if I insist on saying that there are still some shortcomings, it is that it is a little salty.

While Yang Hao was thinking about it, an open bottle of Niulanshan Erguotou was handed over from the opposite side.

"Come on, let's have a bottle each?"

"good!"

In fact, Yang Hao had seen this beauty drinking liquor in his previous life. When he was filming the movie "Second Generation Fairy", at the closing party, a bottle of liquor knocked over Li Guangjie, one of the leading actors.

Seeing that Yang Hao agreed, the beauty raised her head and took the first bite without saying a word.

"Tsk, ah..., so happy!"

"LOL, really?"

Yang Hao raised the wine bottle in his hand and immediately followed with a smile.

Men should not be timid when drinking with beautiful women.

"Yang Hao..."

"Um?"

"Tell me the truth, is your schizophrenia an act?"

"Uh..." Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"you guess?"

"I guess…"

The beautiful woman sitting on the rooftop looked around, then stretched her head over.

"I guess you don't have schizophrenia, but you are possessed by some soul. The time of possession is exactly when your yang energy is at its weakest, from 8 to 8:15 in the evening..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Before the beauty finished speaking, Yang Hao started coughing violently.

What a beauty!

Can we read less supernatural books in the future?

"Come on, come on, Yang Hao, can you tell me?

From eight o'clock to eight quarter past eight, what are you thinking about in your head? Or is his soul consciousness hiding aside and watching helplessly as something else takes over his body? "