Non-famous Actor

Standing in front of the safe, Sun Hao held his breath.

Turn the combination dial clockwise, so that the scale value "20" on the dial is aligned with the reference point on the disk, and then continue to turn clockwise three times, so that "20" is aligned with the reference point again...

Insert the key into the lock hole and turn it 90° clockwise. At this time, Sun Hao's heartbeat is accelerating. Sakyamuni, Mohammed, Yahweh and many other gods bless you, and you must bless this set of passwords is correct.

After praying, Sun Hao took a deep breath, turned the handle clockwise to the extreme position and pulled it violently, and the heavy safe door swung open.

Grandma, I'm so nervous.

Sun Hao cursed fiercely, and then looked into the safe.

The huge safe is divided into three floors, and each floor has a large space. There is a stack of red books on the left side of the first floor. Pick up the top one and have a look...

[No. 13 Shijia Hutong, ***, *****, 13.5 square meters]

Sure enough, it is a real estate certificate. The former owner really likes to buy a house. Of course, he has a good vision. Like this kind of super good school district house, in another 20 years, you can't buy it without three or two million.

The things on the right are more complicated, divided into two parts, one is the song score, and the other is the script.

Sun Hao flipped through it casually, and the top sheet of the sheet music was "Two Butterflies", with the words [originally released in December 2004] behind the song title.

As for what song is next...

Don't rush to check it out, but by virtue of its thickness, it is estimated that there must be two or three hundred poems.

Compared with song scores, movie scripts are pitifully few. There are only three and a half volumes, and that half of them is Ning Hao's masterpiece "Crazy Stone".

I don't know if it was because the system of the former master of the body was too unreliable, or he didn't have time to finish writing it, so he just disappeared.

On the middle floor, there are many agreements and contracts. Of course, there are several stacks of cash next to it, which is about hundreds of thousands by eye.

Sun Hao stretched out his hand and picked up the top contract. After reading the beginning, he felt that it was a bit tricky.

This is a private loan contract. The former owner of the body took 6 properties as collateral to borrow 1.5 million yuan from Meng Tong, the owner of the Casablanca bar, with an annual interest rate of 36%, and the interest will be deducted in advance.

The loan period is two years, and the property will be confiscated if it is overdue!

Eh…

Seeing this, Sun Hao sighed, this guy really dares to play, you must know that it is 1998, and the 36% annual interest rate of private loans is protected by law. If you can't pay it back by then, the house will really be gone .

However, compared with these extraneous things, Sun Hao wanted to see the notebooks of the former owner of his body. He lowered his gaze, and sure enough, three thick black leather notebooks were lying quietly on the third floor...

Go to the bathroom to wash your hands, dry them with the sweater on your body, and then Sun Hao sat quietly at the desk in front of the window, and started the "communication" with the former owner of the body. Although it was one-sided, it was considered communicate? !

After all, the two used the same body.

[July 4, 1998, Beijing, sunny

Although it has been 5 hours, I am still confused. I don't know why my soul returned to 1998 and boarded on a stranger.

I still remember that it was midnight, I didn't invite anyone, I had a drink with my friends Huang Bo, Xu Zeng and others in the circle, and they went to give lectures to my sister paper.

But I was not capable enough to teach that kind of class, so I came out of the hotel and walked home.

After going out for about two blocks, I was in a hurry to urinate, so I went to the green belt to drain the water.

Only when I hold the lamppost in my hand, I feel happy, and immediately I feel a thrill...

Then, I was lying in the guard room of the Film Academy in 1998, and there were several big words in my mind repeatedly, "Blow B, B!"

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Although he didn't sleep all night, Sun Hao still didn't feel sleepy at all, and there was always a question in his head.

{Heaven, Earth, Mysterious Yellow, I Dominate the Rivers and Lakes Entertainment System} Did this body come with it, or did Quan Lie, the unlucky guy who stayed in this body for 2 months and 6 days, bring it here?

If this body comes with it, then I have to pay attention to it in the future, and I can’t get an electric shock in the future. If I get an electric shock, if I don’t die, there will be a system to urge you to brag; if it’s brought by brother Quan Lie, then it’s okay Anyway, he has disappeared by now.

Sun Hao, who was sitting in the taxi, was thinking about this when the driver suddenly turned around.

"Young man, the Chinese opera is here."

"Oh, thank you master." He reached out and took out 20 yuan and handed it over, then pushed the door and got out of the car.

Now, it is already 7:40 in the morning, whether it is going out for a run or eating breakfast, it seems that it is too late, so Sun Hao wants to go to class first, and then get something to eat during the rest time.

But before entering the school gate, Wang Jinghua came, riding a women's bicycle.

"Sun Hao, Sun Hao..."

"Uh... Sister Hua, why are you here?"

"Is it time for class now?" Wang Jinghua stopped her bicycle and said.

"Well, the time for early practice is over, but there are still more than 20 minutes before the formal class, so you can tell me something." Sun Hao looked at his watch and was not in a hurry to rush her.

"Well, let me make a long story short."

Wang Jinghua, who stopped her bicycle, took out a stack of scripts from the bag hanging on the handlebar.

"I talked to you when we came back from Tanga Mountain. This is the script of "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon". Actor, prepare first, I will take you there tomorrow."

Sun Hao wanted to refuse, but it was useless to go anyway, because according to the diary written by the former master of the body, no one can take away the role of Luo Xiaohu, and the director Li Annei has already assigned it to Zhang Zhen.

But seeing Wang Jinghua riding a bicycle in such a cold day, Sun Hao couldn't bear it, so he nodded and agreed after accepting the script.

"Relax, Miss Hua.

Even if I know that this role is not ours, I will perform well, at least let Li An, an international director, remember me. "

"That's right." Patting Sun Hao's arm, Wang Jinghua smiled and said:

"Haozi, in fact, I've wanted to talk to you a long time ago. You and Xia Yu have similar personalities. They are both the kind of masters who eat if they have it, and starve if they don't. Anyway, they can't die!"

"Hahaha..." Sun Hao laughed loudly, "Is it because of the attitude of the two of us, waiting for others to come to feed us?"

"Just know it, it's too passive."

After finishing speaking, Wang Jinghua turned around and was about to ride a bicycle.

But at this time, Sun Hao said:

"Oh, by the way, Sister Hua, President Wang of Huayi Film and Television may talk to you about "Chain Saw" in the next few days. You just need to grasp the principles. Cooperation is fine, but sales are out of the question."

"Understood, it's up to you to say." Wang Jinghua raised her hand.

"Haozi, if you don't talk about it, I still can't remember it.

Tomorrow, after the audition is finished, you and I can sit down with me. Let's change the contract and add a line to the sole agency agreement [All signed agreements must have Sun Hao's autograph to take effect! 】. "