"Peng Peng, where is my brother's "A Good Show"?" Huang Bo asked with a smile.

"Ahem." Peng Hui coughed lightly and said casually: "Isn't it good?"

"Tell the truth!" Huang Sanshi glared.

You little guy, after burying me, do you still want to escape unscathed?

"Ahem!" Peng Hui felt embarrassed and said helplessly: "The story is good, but I can't shoot it in depth. Brother Bo has done a good job. Well, of course, it would be great if Brother Bo doesn't appear."

"Eh?" Huang Bo was stunned and asked in surprise: "Why?"

"Seeing Brother Bo's face..." Peng Hui hesitated for a moment and said helplessly: "I thought of the noble lady from Qingdao."

"Pfft...haha!" Huang Sanshi burst into laughter.

The smile on Huang Bo's face froze, and then turned into a bitter smile.

If the luckiest thing in the world for Huang Bo is that he appeared in a variety show, then the most distressing thing for Huang Bo is that he appeared in a variety show.

"That's better than Red Thunder." Shan Zheng on the side said with a smile: "That guy had a very serious image before filming, but when someone saw him, they wanted to laugh."

"Haha." Peng Hui did not answer.

"What? You're still not convinced? Then tell me, why is it that it's not a variety show that ruins people?" Shan Zheng raised his eyebrows and said dissatisfied.

"It's not variety shows that ruin people, it's... laughing stars that ruin people." Peng Hui was helpless and asked: "Do you remember Uncle Ge?"

"Oh, you mean..." Huang Sanshi's eyes lit up and he asked in surprise.

"When Uncle Ge filmed "The Night Banquet", he obviously had a sinister image of an emperor, and there was nothing wrong with his stage appearance, but... the audience wanted to laugh when they saw him. This is what it means to be an artist. After filming too many comedies, people will treat him

It’s really not that easy to change your image.” Peng Hui explained helplessly.

"That's the truth." Shan Zheng's face became slightly calmer and he said with emotion: "But these days, if you don't make comedies, how can you make money?"

Everyone was a little silent.

Although there is artistic pursuit, that thing cannot be eaten as food.

Things like generating electricity for love basically only exist in novels.

In reality, who would update 10,000 words every day just to get perfect attendance for only 600 yuan?

In China, the most profitable movie type is comedy!

This is the truth.

"Comedy and art do not conflict." Peng Hui said with a smile: "Brother Zheng, Brother Hao and Brother Guan Hu have done a good job in this regard." Peng Hui rarely praised Shan Zheng.

"Hehe." Shan Zheng felt a little complacent.

Some words have different meanings depending on who says them.

Shan Zheng is naturally a great director.

So does Peng Hui.

Moreover, Peng Hui is the great director who pioneered the first generation of domestic science fiction films, and is now the great director who directs the No. 1 box-office film!

"The Wandering Earth" is 5 billion, "The Return of the Great Sage" is 1 billion, "Cohabitation in Time and Space" is 1.1 billion, and "Flash Girl" and "July and Ansheng" are 200 million each.

Now, Peng Hui's personal director's box office has reached 7.5 billion.

As for the box office of individual movies within three times, it has exceeded 11 billion!

Just a little more than Wu Jing!

This is because Wu Jing has only participated in a few works.

There have always been differing opinions on who is stronger between him and Wu Jing.

But one thing that many people have confirmed is that no matter who is stronger between the two, it will be a good thing for China Films!

This is the truth.

It would be a little too lonely to go alone.

When two people compete together, the audience will always benefit!

So after hearing Peng Hui's praise, Shan Zheng still felt very comfortable.

The atmosphere at the table became lively again.

When a group of people eat, of course it’s just for fun.

Because it was too late, except for Yaya and Dong Xuan who took several ladies to the nearby residence, everyone else ran to the guest room.

Huang Sanshi's home is very large, and naturally there are many guest rooms.

Anyway, the rest are just old men, just throw them on a bed and forget about it.

But in the middle of the night, Peng Hui, who was in a daze, was woken up from the snoring symphony.

There are no duplicates.

Really...

With a wry smile, Peng Hui got up and left the guest room.

I ran to wash my face, and when I came out of the bathroom, I met Tao Hong.

"Sister Hong." Peng Hui greeted with a smile and then let the door open.

Tao Hong didn't seem to expect that she would meet Peng Hui here.

He was stunned for a moment, a blush flashed across his face, and after hesitating, he turned around and got into the bathroom and closed the door.

Shrugging, Peng Hui took two steps and felt a little thirsty, so he turned around and went to the kitchen.

After searching, I only found a bottle of ice milk in the refrigerator.

Sighing, Peng Hui had no choice but to turn on the fire and heat the ice milk.

Bored with waiting, Peng Hui simply took out his phone and looked at his circle of friends.

I found a message that Yaya posted in the circle a few minutes ago.

It's a photo of Yaya and others at a party.

It also attracted many people to watch.

Peng Hui laughed.

The milk will be hot soon.

Peng Hui put it aside to let it cool, and was about to continue browsing Moments when he heard a slightly hoarse voice ringing in his ear.

"Peng Peng? What are you doing?"

I turned around and saw that it was Tao Hong.

"Sister Hong, I'm heating the milk." Peng Hui explained with a smile.

But his eyes couldn't help but light up.

Because she was in a house, it was midsummer now, and she had just drank wine, so Tao Hong had no reason to wear thick clothes.

So I wore a silk pink lace nightgown.

I have to say that if you only see the woman in front of you, it will be difficult to believe that she is actually the mother of a child and a wife who has been married for more than ten years.

"Oh?" Tao Hong smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed: "I happen to be very thirsty, can you give me a sip?"

"Okay, but it's a bit hot now." Peng Hui touched it and explained with a smile.

"It's okay." Tao Hong's smile became sweeter.

【River Crab】

When Tao Hong returned to the room, Xiao Ou next to her opened her eyes in a daze and glanced at her.

After realizing it was Tao Hong, she closed her eyes again.

"Sister Hong, what time is it?"

"It's three o'clock." Tao Hong yawned, rubbed her knees, and got into bed.

"Hmm? Sister Hong, what's wrong with your knee?"

"It's okay. I just slipped and fell. It's nothing serious." Tao Hong explained casually.

"Oh." Xiao Ou didn't ask any more questions after hearing this.

Soon, the room became quiet.

Early the next morning, a group of people had breakfast and then left.

Peng Hui went next door to pick up Xiaoju.

After making an appointment with Yaya to meet tomorrow, Peng Hui left with Xiaoju.

"I want to go too!" Xiaoju pouted and said dissatisfiedly.

"Okay." Peng Hui said with a smile: "As long as you are not afraid of being bored."

"Forget it...I'm still not going." I originally thought that Peng Hui would try to stop him or even be unwilling.

But seeing that Peng Hui agreed without any hesitation, and that she indeed heard that Peng Hui wanted to talk to Yaya about work yesterday, Xiaoju didn't feel any sense of accomplishment at all.

Forget it, I'd better not go and go find Ergou to play.

"How old...are you? Are you still like a little girl?" Peng Hui pinched Xiao Ju's nose with a smile.

"Disgusting!" Xiao Ju slapped Peng Hui's claws away and said angrily: "If you pinch it again, I will bite you!"

"Bite it!" Peng Hui said with a wink.

"Asshole!" Xiao Ju's face suddenly turned red, she rolled her eyes at Peng Hui, turned around and ran away.
Chapter completed!