Chapter 192 Cheng Long vs Li Lianjie, Tianxian vs Li Lianhua

Fan Xiaopang on the side suddenly said: "This Li Lianhua is really interesting. She wears size 2 in such a grand way. She is competing for beauty and bullying a little girl."

As soon as these words came out, everyone sitting nearby fell silent. Some things cannot be said face to face.

Shen Lang looked at Fan Xiaopang: "Little Fatty Sister, it's not good to say this. Besides, this matter is too common in the industry. Didn't you argue with her too, and in front of the media? Tear.”

Fan Xiaopang rolled his eyes: "You also said that I speak outright, and you hate it even more. The reason why I fight with her is because we have the same coffee position. She fights with Liu Tianxian because she is old and disrespectful. How old is she? How old is Liu Tianxian? Why is Liu Tianxian dressed so grandly?

"You don't know the rules of the premiere? The second girl is dressed more fancy than the first girl, which makes her stand out."

"Ahem, let me be fair, Lotus is indeed a bit unruly." Jiang Wendao.

Feng Pantong smiled: "You don't know what's going on inside. After you left, little fat guy, the first Chinese sister was Li Lianhua. For such a big production, Liu Tianxian was suddenly cast as the female lead. She felt uncomfortable. Mr. Wang approved of wearing such a grand outfit today, there are so many things in it.”

Shen Lang was speechless: "Good guy, he is really good at pleasing both sides without offending both sides. Let Li Lianhua and Liu Tianxian fight each other, Xiao Wang is always bad enough."

Zhang Guoli coughed slightly and gave Shen Lang a wink. Take a break while talking. After all, he is your boss.

Fan Xiaopang rolled his eyes: "It's enough to keep using such despicable methods."

Feng Pan looked at Fatty Fan with a smile: "Little Fatty, you are getting more and more courageous."

Fan Xiaopang curled his lips: "Director Feng, I am no longer a Chinese artist. Besides, how many of these Mr. Wang are causing trouble behind his back? Haven't you been disgusted before?"

Feng Pantou smiled: "He is indeed not very good. Compared with the king, he is really not good. But do you think Li Lianhua doesn't know? Is she pretending to be confused because she understands?"

Shen Lang shrugged: "In this circle, those who can come, and those who are careless are all smart."

The premiere opened and the reporter interviews began.

A NetEase reporter first asked: "Brother Cheng Long, this is the first time you and Brother Jet Li have collaborated. You two are both models of kung fu movies and superstars. Will this collaboration create sparks? Why do so many 뎃 talents collaborate?"

Cheng Long looked at Li Lianjie.

"You tell me?"

Li Lianjie smiled and said: "Let me answer your second question first, why have Brother Jackie Chan and I not cooperated for so many years? First of all, Brother Cheng Long became famous earlier, and I became famous later. Then what? , it was the salary of both of us. At that time, even if it was a golden 뎃눑 of HK movie, it would be difficult for a crew to hire the two of us to star together. There was another problem, they were all from Kung Fu movies. Superstars are two very different people. When they come together, who will listen to them and how to shoot, this is a difficult question to decide. "

"A lot of media say that we two don't get along. In fact, there is no such thing, right?" Li Lianjie looked at Cheng Long.

Cheng Long put his arm around Li Lianjie's shoulders: "We are good friends."

Li Lianjie continued: "Actually, I would rather cooperate with Xiaofang 떚 sooner rather than Cheng Long."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Li Lianjie explained with great interest: "When "The Kung Fu King" held a press conference for Asian media in Hong Kong a month ago, my sister-in-law personally gave me red bean soup. Later, we had a lot of fun and even visited my eldest brother's home. , chatting at almost two o'clock in the morning.

Before I left, Xiaofang asked me to see him off. The two of us talked a lot along the way.

Xiaofang asked me a lot of questions, always asking whether what I did would affect my father, and whether what I did would affect my father. I was greatly moved. When we parted, Jaycee Chan gave me a deep 90-degree bow. "

Li Lianjie said with a smile: "Such a good child must have been taught by his mother, not his father. Xiaofang is now a "respectable friend" in my heart, not a junior. "I really hope to cooperate with him. "

Cheng Long was very happy when he heard this, but he still said: "I'm a little jealous when you say that."

The audience in the audience reacted one after another. Only Shen Lang was pouting in his heart. This must have been discussed in advance! ! ! Cheng Long is also a good compliment and can ask Li Lianjie to put in a good word.

Cheng Long took the microphone: "Let me answer the first question. There are definitely sparks, and there are quite a lot of them. Most of them are discussions about martial arts."

"As for me, I studied Peking Opera. I have my own routines when acting in movies. I have my own pursuits in action scenes, but I also have some real skills. I'm not bragging. Usually three people. You can’t get close to me.”

"Lianjie is a martial arts champion, but he is more of a performer. We have different understandings of kung fu. The action scenes he pursues are punches and fists, fast and accurate, and beautiful fights. What I pursue is how In order to make the audience enjoy watching, how to promote kung fu movies, we have a lot of sparks on this topic. "

Shen Lang raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Brother, these words clearly illustrate the pattern."

Feng Pants smiled: "It's a bit of a suppression of Li Lianjie."

Jiang Wen touched his nose: "I don't like Li Lianjie very much, but I still prefer Brother Cheng Long."

Zhang Guoli smiled: "What a coincidence, so am I. I have been in contact with Li Lianjie, and I feel that he is not smooth enough and a little pretentious."

Hua Zai interrupted: "I heard there is someone behind him."

Shen Lang was full of gossip: "What?"

Feng Ku patted Shen Lang on the shoulder: "Don't mention this, he's dead."

Shen Lang pointed at him.

Feng Ku nodded.

Shen Lang smacked his lips: "How awesome is it?"

Feng Ku shrugged: "The ceiling..."

Shen Lang......... Damn..........