In the wee hours of the morning, the mobile phone on the bedside suddenly rang.
Yun Yi turned on the lights and picked up his mobile phone.
The sky outside the window was filled with a hazy light, as if it was the edge of the world.
There was also a faint moonlight shining through the glass window. He wondered who was calling him at this time.
"Who is it?"
Ah Ling was also woken up by the ringtone of her mobile phone.
She revealed her fair shoulders and asked lazily.
"It's Wang Jing."
Yun Yi picked up the phone and heard the voice on the other end. He covered the phone and said to Ah Ling.
Ah Ling's first reaction was to cover her mouth and forcefully shut her mouth.
Yun Yi let go of the microphone and joked with Wang Jing,
"Hello, why are you calling me at this time? Don't call me to go to the bathroom at night.”
Wang Jing suddenly coughed violently on the other end, as if he was choking on water.
Yun Yi laughed out loud after his prank succeeded. His resentment of being woken up in the middle of the night had finally dissipated a little." Please calculate the time difference when you call next time. It's daytime over there, but it's nighttime here."”
Ah Ling also sat on the blanket, listening attentively to the voice coming from the other end of the phone.
Wang Jing remained silent and didn't speak. He then explained the whole story,""Li Foundation rejected it."
Wang Jing had decided that the only person who could recreate Huang Feihong's classic image was Li Foundation. The fact that he couldn't convince Li Foundation was indeed a huge blow to Wang Jing.
Wang Jing thought that Yun Yi would be very disappointed when he heard this news.
Unexpectedly, Yun Yi only replied with a soft "Oh".
Wang Jing looked at the phone in confusion. Yun Yi did not mention Li Foundation at all. He only asked when he would return to Xiangjiang.
At this time, no matter how slow Wang Jing was, he could tell that Yun Yi was not too interested in Li Jinshi, or that he had already found another candidate? This thought flashed across Wang Jing's mind, but he answered Yun Yi calmly over the phone.
He could return to Xiangjiang City at 24:00.
"Yuan Heping has taken in a new disciple.”Yun Yi deliberately kept Wang Jing in suspense over the phone, preparing to give him a surprise when he returned.
Wang Jing's flight was to Xiangjiang at noon the next day. Yuan Heping went to pick him up. Wang Jing grabbed Yuan Heping's shoulder tightly and complained,""You big eyes. When did he take in another disciple? Even I don't know.”
Yuan Heping did not know that Wang Jing and Yun Yi had spoken on the phone last night. He thought that Wang Jing had heard about this from somewhere else and joked,"I just took in a disciple yesterday, and you already know about it today. Tell me honestly, did you plant a spy in the Yuan family's class?”
"Where is he?"
Wang Jing looked behind Yuan Heping. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he didn't see the person he was looking for.
"You don't have to be so precious to a new disciple, right? He hid it. Don't tell me you want me to snatch your disciple?”
A long string of words came out of Wang Jing's mouth like a cannonball without even panting.
Yuan Heping was really afraid of Wang Jing. He raised his hand and begged for mercy."Alright, alright. I'll bring you there immediately, okay?”
The two of them left the airport. She got into the car and headed straight for the Yuan Family's class.
About half an hour later, the car stopped in front of four gray brick bungalows. Wang Jing and Yuan Heping got out of the car and walked into a rectangular courtyard paved with bluestone slabs.
A flower terrace was built in the middle of the courtyard. Beside it was a red crabapple tree that was more than twenty feet tall. Under the tree stood a young man in a long robe.
The young man's side profile was very good.
The bridge of his nose was straight and cleanly cut off. He had a crew cut, and his sideburns were cut hard, revealing a clear white scratch underneath.
The thick eyebrows on his forehead were especially prominent, but his black eyes were smiling gently.
Wang Jingcong walked into the courtyard, his eyes fixed on this unfamiliar young man, sizing him up several times.
Seeing him standing there with his back straight and an aura that could not be blown down by the wind or struck by lightning, a hint of joy immediately appeared in her eyes.
"Wenzuo, this is Director Wang."
Yuan Heping gave Zhao Wenzuo a look, and Zhao Wenzuo cupped his fists and bowed to Wang Jing. His actions were strong and powerful, making Wang Jing's impression of him even better.
"Dayan, can you let your disciple show off first?”Wang Jing suppressed the excitement in his heart and turned to Yuan Heping.
Zhao Wenzuo swung his clothes and showed a move. He pointed at the air and his right foot flew up. Like an eagle spreading its wings, he stretched his arms and legs like a heavenly horse. His posture was beautiful and relaxed.
Wang Jing was surprised and happy. His eyes lit up like a lightbulb, and his face, which had been dark, finally smiled.
After Zhao Wenzuo finished a set of punches, Wang Jing said excitedly,"Dayan, you've found a good disciple!”
Yuan Heping did not dare to take credit for taking in a disciple. The first person who liked Zhao Wenzuo was Yun Yi. The person who made Zhao Wenzuo dress up in front of Wang Jing today was also Yun Yi. Yuan Heping only benefited a little.
In the beginning, Yuan Heping was not optimistic about Zhao Wenzuo's ability to play the role of Huang Feihong.
Who would have thought that Zhao Wenzuo would put on this long robe and make a few movements according to Yun Yi's request.
His actions seemed to have the aura of a martial arts master.
To prepare for the filming of " Huang Feihong ", which was " new wine in an old bottle ", Wang Jing had to spend a lot of time thinking about the actors who would play Huang Feihong.
The appearance of Zhao Wenzuo made Wang Jing recognize that he was the "Huang Feihong" he had been searching for.
As soon as the news that Wang Jing was preparing to reshoot Huang Feihong spread, it immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of one person.
This person was Liu Jialiang, who claimed to be Huang Feihong's authentic successor. Master Liu directly said in the media,
"Wang Jing slapping Huang Feihong like this will make the hundred thousand Hong Fist disciples laugh their heads off.”
However, Wang Jing was a person who did things his own way. With Yun Yi's support, he naturally did not take Liu Jialiang's mockery to heart. He only cared about whether the film was good or not, and did not care if Huang Feihong was a southern or northern grandmaster.
Ordinary audiences didn't care about this. Everyone only knew that Wang Jing was a good director.
In the past two years, Mobile Legends had produced quite a few good works. Even the female lead, Aunt Thirteen, who was still undecided, had become a hot topic for everyone.
Thirteenth Aunt, who had returned from studying abroad in the West, was beautiful and generous. She was proficient in Western languages, riding, open-minded, and bold. She dared to fall in love with Huang Feihong regardless of seniority.
Wang Jing's setting of this character attracted not only the attention of the media, but also many female celebrities in the industry who were interested in this character because the producer of this film was Yun Yi.
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