The reincarnation of the movie king

Gong Baosen ate something in a hurry at noon and then got busy.

Hosting an event is by no means as easy as imagined, it is intricate and there are too many things to do. You need to coordinate with other organizers, supervise the handling of large and small things, and put a lot of things on paper and record them so that you can have evidence to rely on later.

The writing process is the most tiring. For Gong Baosen, writing down these things is more tiring than having a quick fight with others.

But there is no way. People must do things they don’t like to do in this life. This is a kind of practice and a kind of responsibility.

He needs to do these things well, record everything about this game, and leave a good written file for those who come after him, so that when they operate it again, they won't be as blind and groping as it was the first time.

Boom, boom, boom.

"Come in!"

Hearing the knock on the door, Gong Baosen shouted first. After the door opened, he looked up.

It was Xiao Man, the guy from Jinlou, and he was holding a steaming kettle in his hand.

"Master Gong, let me add some water to your room. It's just boiled." Xiao Man nodded and bowed.

"Okay." Gong Baosen nodded and ignored him.

Xiaoman was appointed by the owner of Jinlou to serve the masters, and he was very clever. He is alone, has worked here for seven or eight years, and is a trustworthy old man.

The thermos bottle was placed in the other corner of the living room. Xiao Man filled the thermos bottle with water, then went to Gong Baosen's desk and said with an apologetic smile: "Mr. Gong, I will also add something warm to your teacup, so that you won't have to worry about it later." You have to pour it yourself.”

"Well, thank you." Gong Baosen looked up at him, nodded and smiled at him.

"I should, I should. How can I express my gratitude to you?" Xiao Man smiled apologetically, lifted the lid of Gong Baosen's teacup and filled it with hot water.

"Master Gong, drink it while it's hot," Xiao Man said.

"Okay, you go out first." Gong Baosen continued to write and draw without raising his head.

Xiaoman went out with a smile.

After Xiao Man left, Gong Baosen continued to do his own thing. After being busy for a few minutes, he stopped, put down his pen and took a long breath, rubbed his sore eyes, and flexed his wrists.

His throat was a little dry, so he picked up the cold tea on the table and drank it all.

Smacking his lips, he felt that today's tea was a little bitter, maybe because it had been steeped for a long time.

He stood up, went to the thermos bottle to get another glass of water, filled the tea cup, and placed it in its original position. Then he continued to pick up the pen and began to write and draw.

I have been busy for more than ten minutes - tuk tuk tuk...

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Gong Baosen shouted.

Xiaoman came again, this time holding a plate of snacks in his hand.

"Master Gong, do you want to try the chestnut cake just made in the kitchen?" Xiao Man walked to the desk with a smile and a snack.

Gong Baosen looked at him strangely and said, "You don't want to eat, Xiaoman. What happened to you at noon today? Are you so diligent?"

"Aren't you afraid that I won't be able to serve you well?" Xiaoman said, opening the tea cup again, "I'll give you some more..."

Halfway through the words, Xiao Man was stunned.

"Master Gong, didn't you drink water?" Xiao Man looked at Gong Baosen.

Gong Baosen suddenly became alert.

wrong!

Water is usually added to the room once in the morning and once in the afternoon. Xiaoman never comes to the room to add hot water at noon because he is afraid of disturbing the guests' naps.

But today, Xiaoman suddenly came at noon uncharacteristically!

This is the first thing that's wrong.

The second suspicion point is that Xiaoman is a very discerning person and knows how to measure things. He never touches the guests' things, and in order to avoid suspicion, he will never come close to Gong Baosen as long as there is something on his desk.

But just now, Xiao Man took the initiative to come to Gong Baosen's desk to add water to Gong Baosen while he was writing. Now he came to deliver snacks and walked over to Gong Baosen without Gong Baosen's permission. in front of the desk.

Why didn't he know how to avoid suspicion today?

During the previous trip to deliver water, Gong Baosen glanced at Xiaoman after he came over because he felt that Xiaoman's behavior today was a bit abrupt.

But at that time, Gong Baosen was completely immersed in his work and didn't think much about it.

Looking back on the details at that time, Xiaoman seemed a little too flattering and a little nervous?

And now? He came in to deliver snacks inexplicably, but without waiting for Gong Baosen's permission, he took the initiative to open Gong Baosen's tea cup and said he wanted to add water.

Thinking again of the cup of tea that tasted a little bitter,

Thinking of this, Gong Baosen's heart sank.

Poisoned?

He was a little unsure and a little confused.

Su Yi had warned him to be careful, and he was indeed careful, but he had too many things to do, and it was impossible to focus all his energy on how to guard against the enemy's small moves, so it was inevitable that he would be a little careless.

what to do?

Go for gastric lavage now?

Maybe it's too late? After all, half an hour has passed since the poison was taken. If the poison really entered the stomach, it would have been absorbed long ago.

In an instant, Gong Baosen's heart went through a thousand times, and all his thoughts were shattered.

He looked at Xiaoman steadily, making the latter feel frightened.

"Gong, Mr. Gong, why are you looking at me like this?" Xiaoman asked with a stiff expression.

"I feel like you're a little strange today." Gong Baosen said.

"Ah? No, it can't be?" Xiaoman quickly explained with a smile, "You can't think I'm weird just because I'm more diligent."

"That's right." Gong Baosen smiled, "Okay, you can go out first."

"Yes, yes..." Xiaoman smiled apologetically, hesitated slightly, and finally spoke, "Master Gong, I poured you some tea, why don't you drink it? Why don't you drink some, and I'll give you some more heat? of?"

Gong Baosen smiled, stood up, picked up the tea cup, walked straight to the trash can, raised the water cup, and poured all the tea in it.

"Hey..." Xiaoman exclaimed.

Gong Baosen turned around and said to him with a smile: "I haven't been sleeping well recently, so I don't drink tea anymore. Xiaoman, thank you for your kindness. I won't eat the snacks either. The afternoon game is about to start, so I have to rush there now. It’s time to compete, you go out first, I’ll wash up and change clothes.”

"Yes, yes..." Xiao Mansan smiled and retreated, with a bit of unwillingness and disappointment on his face.

After Xiao Man exited the room and closed the door, the smile on Gong Baosen's face slowly faded.

After a long time, he sighed quietly: "Fate..."

Xiaoman left the Jinlou and soon came to an ordinary house near the Jinlou.

Iwaguro Hideo was waiting for him here.

"Taijun, you failed." Xiao Man looked at the latter with fear and trembled.

"What's going on?" Iwaguro Hideo's eyes were sharp.

"I successfully put the potion into his tea cup, but Gong Baosen didn't drink the water." Xiaoman explained, "Not only did he not drink it, he also poured the tea, saying that he had not been sleeping well recently and stopped drinking tea. There’s only so much poison, and he’s about to leave, so I, I can’t do anything... Taijun, I really tried my best.”

Iwaguro Hideo took a long breath and asked, "Are you sure he didn't drink water?"

"No." Xiaoman nodded, "The cup has always been full and has not been touched in its original place."

"Did you reveal any flaws and he discovered it?" Iwaguro Hideo asked again.

"No, no, absolutely not!" Xiaoman hurriedly denied, "Taijun, I am very careful. He trusts me very much and is very enthusiastic towards me. There is absolutely no way he would doubt me. This matter - it is just a coincidence. Who can Guess he won’t drink tea today? If I had known better, I should have asked him first whether he wanted tea or water..."

"Baga!" Iwaguro Hideo didn't want to hear any more. He cursed and waved his hand, "Get out!"

"Yes, yes." Xiaoman bowed repeatedly and asked with laughter, "Taijun, that Xiaolian... can you let her go?"

Hideo Iwaguro grinned and said, "Of course, you and your sweetheart will meet soon."

"Thank you, Taijun! Thank you, Taijun!" Xiaoman bowed excitedly, "Thank you for your kindness, thank you..."

"Go ahead." Iwaguro Hideo smiled and waved his hand.

Xiaoman walked out of the door full of expectations.

But at this moment, a knife stabbed into his heart. Xiaoman froze and looked at the ferocious face in front of him in disbelief.

Poof!

After pulling out the knife and piercing it twice, Xiaoman lost all consciousness.

"You bastard, not at the door!" Hideo Iwaguro yelled angrily, "Take the body away! Don't stay here!"

"Hi!" The murderer's expression changed, and he hurriedly stood at attention respectfully.

Iwaguro Hideo sighed and said: "Geng Liangchen, there is really nothing we can do against you...is it?"

At 2:30 in the afternoon, the top six games officially started.

The first game was between Iwata Fumio and Carter. I thought this was the only game in the top six that would actually start, but unexpectedly, Carter did not show up at all.

The person who came was a Chinese. He walked up to the stage and announced loudly: "Mr. Carter suddenly fell ill and was unable to participate in the competition. He entrusted me to admit defeat to his opponent, Mr. Fumio Iwata, and expressed regret for this."

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar!

What kind of sudden illness, what the hell!

The only possibility is that the Zhepeng people have done something wrong.

The crowd was furious, and the audience was very emotional. They were angered by the shamelessness of the Zhepeng people.

On the other side, the lighthouse's minister was also very angry. He single-handedly led the situation that was most beneficial to Carter, just to let him get the top three rankings and add luster to the honor of the lighthouse.

But now, Carter has "retired", which makes everything he has done before become useless. How can he not be inexplicably angry?

"The damn Zhepeng people, it's them, they must be up to something! If I know what they did to Carter behind my back, I will definitely make them pay the price!" the Lighthouse Minister roared angrily.

The rest of the Westerners were also filled with indignation and "fighted against Carter".

On Zhepengren's side, Iwaguro Hideo's lips curled up, not looking worried at all.

"How did you convince Carter?" Maeda Mitsuyo asked curiously.

"One hundred thousand U.S. dollars." Iwaguro Hideo said, "There is a saying in China that money can make ghosts grind. That black man is very greedy for money, and I promised to send him to Edo and prepare a villa for him."

"Such a big deal!" Mitsuyo Maeda was moved.

Iwaguro Hideo glanced at him, as if looking at a retarded person: "When we arrive in Edo, there is no need for this person to exist. The money can be recovered. As for the villa... Haha, even I don't have a villa in Edo. He Why?"

Although Carter's sudden withdrawal caused an uproar in the audience, the matter was a foregone conclusion, and everyone could only hold their noses and accept it.

Fumio Iwata advanced and became one of the top three!

The second game was between Su B and Bill Underwood. The latter also came on stage to admit defeat very simply.

In the third game, Otsuka Hironori, as the founder of Wado-ryu Karate, is on par with Maeda Mitsuyo in terms of strength.

Hiroki Otsuka was obviously not happy about admitting defeat to Maeda Mitsuyo without even competing, but in the face of the overall situation, he had to compromise.

In this way, the top three were all born, namely Iwata Fumio, Su Yi and Maeda Mitsuyo!

Two Zhepeng people and one Chinese.

Amid the huge controversy, representatives from the organizer came on stage again, preparing to draw lots again to determine the order in which the three contestants would appear.

"Huh, Zhepeng people, I want to protest! You used despicable means to cause Carter to retire!" the lighthouse minister said with a dark face.

"Sir, if there is no evidence to prove that what you said is true, it is slander! I hope you can take responsibility for your words! At the same time, I deeply regret that Mr. Carter retired due to illness." Representative Zhe Peng smiled. said.

"I will find out the truth!" the lighthouse man said angrily, and then left the scene directly to show his dissatisfaction.

Zhe Peng shrugged and looked at Gong Baosen: "Since there are only three people left, I think the draw should be cancelled. It is better to compete in order according to the order of appearance in the previous round. This is both convenient and fair."

The order of appearance in the last round was Fumio Iwata, Su Yi, and Mitsuyo Maeda.

In other words, first Iwata Fumio VS Su Yi, and then the winner of the two VS Maeda Mitsuyo.

"Rules are rules, let's draw lots!" Gong Baosen rejected Zhe Pengren's proposal.

The Zhepeng people obviously want to engage in a wheel battle, how can Gong Baosen agree?

However, there is a 1/2 chance in the draw that Maeda Mitsuyo and Iwata Fumio will face off.

The Zhepeng people paid such a high price to push Iwata Fumio into the top three, not to cause internal conflict between him and Maeda Mitsuyo. They must have the two Zhepeng people take turns fighting Su Yi. Only in this way is it most beneficial to them. .

Therefore, the Zhepeng people are definitely not willing to draw lots to determine the number of games.

"This is not a matter between you and me. Why don't we all vote on it?" Representative Zhe Peng suggested with a smile, as if he had a sure chance of victory.

This is indeed the case. The final voting result was that most people agreed with the plan proposed by Representative Zhe Peng.

Unless their own interests are involved, Westerners will confront the Zhepeng people tit for tat. But when it comes to unimportant things, Westerners are more willing to sell Zhepeng people's face than Chinese people's.

Who wins or loses in the top three, this matter has no impact on Westerners at all, and they don't have any people anyway.