The American Scripture

A man riding a shark, under the moonlight and searchlights, makes people feel incredible. This completely breaks the general thinking of people, and is really shocking.

"Give me the harpoon!" Zhen Fan yelled loudly at Nixon on the boat.

"Here you!" A middle-aged crew member, the chief mate of this yacht, threw a retractable harpoon, and Zhen Fan caught it. As soon as he pressed the spring, the harpoon bounced. When it came out, the sharp harpoon pierced the shark's head with one prong, and suddenly a puff of blood came out.

When the fork went down, the shark stirred abruptly and stopped moving. This fork directly hit the key and killed the shark, so it would be over if you didn't even struggle! Zhen Fan suddenly jumped onto the boat, and Nixon immediately called out loudly: "Get the net bag, hurry up, we will get it up!"

These crew members are more familiar with this. Someone has taken out the big net long ago, and pulled the net down to catch the shark. Then everyone hoisted the shark up with hanging wheels and spread it out on the rear deck. The ten-meter-long great white shark directly covered the entire rear deck. A group of people chuckled their mouths and were surprised.

"I said, Brother Zhen, this... is this too exaggerated, right?" Feng Daran stammered at Zhen Fan, with a shocked expression on her face. The shark was ten meters long, spread out in front of her. They all felt a lot smaller, but Zhen Fan, who was fighting with this fierce overlord of the sea, easily killed it.

Ma Mengmeng has already calmed down. She covered her mouth with one hand, and her two slick eyes stared round and round. She looked at the shark for a while, and Zhen Fan for a while, but she didn't know what to think about this one. Something happened, she just escaped from the shark's mouth, a feeling of escaping from the dead, which made her feel afraid, and her whole body was shaking.

"It's okay. It's okay!" Xu Dongdong hugged Ma Mengmeng tightly, and kept comforting her, and Olivia didn't know where to find the blanket to help put it on Ma Mengmeng.

"Okay. It's up to you now, Maguire." Zhen Fan said to Nixon, then wearing soaked shorts, he walked into his bedroom in full view, where there was a shower. Room, he can enjoy the shower, then change clothes before going out.

Seeing Zhen Fan leaving, Olivia greeted everyone back to the VIP room and asked the waiter to bring hot coffee. I believe that after the trouble just now, a cup of coffee to refresh everyone's mind is the best choice. So everyone did not refuse, they filed in, after a cup of coffee went down. Only then did it slow down.

"It's like...there is no special effects in Hollywood, right?" Guo Xian's humor came again, "How come I am watching a Hollywood blockbuster, so shocking?"

"Oh-" Feng Daran sighed again, "I was thinking about how to trick him into the Spring Festival Gala. It seems, how could he care about the Spring Festival Gala show? All the masters are so high-minded, I Look at this matter a little bit. Xianzi, how to play this song? Come up with an idea?"

Xianzi is Guo Xian's nickname. He touched his bald head and shook his head and said: "It's really hard to come up with an idea. It depends on his mood. The Spring Festival Gala may be a good opportunity to be famous in the eyes of others. But for Zhen , He is just playing tickets. If you really want him to go, it depends on his interest!"

"That's true!" Feng Daran nodded in approval, the more expert. The less invited, so in spring evenings, people of half a pot level are performing. Really high-level people don’t bother to show up there, because I think it’s so vulgar, not just an expert. Feeling vulgar, now even Feng Daran feels vulgar!

"I think we might as well start with Christine, and if she touched her, we are not afraid that Zhen Fan will not agree!" At this time, apart from one idea, Chen Yiling opened a breakthrough from Christine, which is obviously a very good idea. But Feng Daran still shook his head.

This idea is a surprise, but it is not suitable for friends. After all, it has the meaning of intimidation, but what Feng Daran thinks is to make Zhen Fan want to go in his heart, and cannot tolerate the slightest reluctance.

"Okay, this is temporarily put down. Didn't Brother Zhen say that he will reply to me in two days? I will wait for him two days. Anyway, tomorrow he will invite his friends to introduce us to us."

Feng Daran made a final decision, so everyone didn't spend much time on this topic, and shifted the topic to the legendary thing about Zhen Fan killing the shark. When he talked about this, Chen Yiling's eyes gleamed, like a little girl talking about her idol, he seemed very excited and talked more.

Zhen Fan changed his clothes and came out, sat with the others for a while, and then talked about killing sharks. Everyone thought it was impossible to die. They asked how he did it. Of course, Zhen Fan could not say that he used Taoism. The magic technique is just luck, and I will definitely not be so lucky next time.

It wasn't until midnight that the crowd dispersed. Olivia led the crowd to the guest room. Zhen Fan walked to the boat alone. The sharks had been cleaned up, and the fresh shark meat had already been frozen. It will be a delicacy on the Helen. It is the biggest fish that Zhen Fan has encountered since fishing.

Although the deck was well washed. But there was still this faint smell of blood, mixed with the salty smell of the sea breeze, and the air became a bit strange. Zhen Fan turned and walked to the front of the third deck, lying on the gangway, looking at the sea, feeling peaceful.

"Why can't you sleep?" It was Nixon's voice.

Zhen Fan turned around, looked at Nixon, and couldn't help laughing: "Yes, it's the first time to spend the night in such a peaceful sea, I feel a little emotional, but I will adjust myself."

"The first time I spent the night in the sea was when I was six years old. My father took me out to sea to fish. It was noisy at night, but I still fell asleep, but the environment on the fishing boat was much worse than this yacht. Here It's heaven." Nixon laughed. "Do you have plans to sail around the world?"

"Is it feasible?" Speaking of this, Zhen Fan became interested.

"Of course, why not feasible?" Nixon smiled, "As long as we plan the route and supply lines along the way, our voyage around the world will be successful. You know, I have served in the navy, whether it is the Atlantic or Pacific or Indian Ocean. I have been to perform tasks. I am familiar with those places!"

"I knew I was looking for the right person!" Zhen Fan was overjoyed and smiled at Nixon. "Actually, I don't care about the sea area I have been to. I just want to go where I want to go, whatever I want. In terms of our Chinese, we just sail and travel as we wish!"

"Haha, I don't care where you go then!" Nixon laughed, "I only care about whether you will pay me or not, so...Where you want to go, I will take you there, it's that simple. "

Zhen Fan also laughed. The two talked about sailing again. Nixon has really experienced a lot in this regard. He introduced the places he has been to, the customs, and so on. Zhen Fan was very envious. He felt that Nixon was lucky. So he was even more determined to sail around the world.

Early the next morning, the yacht drove back to the pier. Zhen Fan called Bit, Gary, Johnny and Robles, and even called Lawrence. Unexpectedly, they were all very enthusiastic and immediately put down their work. , Drove to come, did not want to wait at all.

Zhen Fan intends to let Feng Daran and Bit communicate by themselves. He is just an intermediary, playing a role in linking. So he also plans to have a yacht party, instead of going out to sea, just park on the pier.

Bit, Johnny, and Robles are extremely enthusiastic about cooperating with Chinese directors. They talked about many possible cooperation aspects and agreed that when they meet next time, they must come up with a specific cooperation plan. Come. It seems that the big cake of the Chinese film market makes these Hollywood bigwigs have to put down their bodies and try their best to seize the opportunities, so they almost hit it off.

At the end of the celebration, Bitt also patted Zhen Fan on the shoulder and said that in the future, he must introduce more Chinese film partners to him. He regarded Zhen Fan as an omnipotent guy.

The party lasted until the afternoon, and then Bit, Robles, and Johnny all went back. Only Lawrence begged to spend the night here. Zhen Fan had no choice but to let Nixon entertain them, and then took Feng Daran and the others to the Los Angeles hotel.

After returning to the hotel, Zhen Fan briefly chatted with them for a while, and repeatedly assured Feng Daran that when he would consider his invitation, Feng Daran let Zhen Fan go back. Obviously, he really values ​​Zhen Fan's performance. He wants to get good results again in the Spring Festival Gala, but he does not want his fame to be destroyed.

Indeed, the Spring Festival Gala is indeed a destructive variety show. Many famous CCTV directors have been scolded by people since they directed the Spring Festival Gala. Only last year's Spring Festival Gala~www.wuxiaspot.com~Feng Daran won more than half of the praise, which was obviously beyond everyone's expectations.

When Zhen Fan left, it was late at night. Instead of going home directly, he called Christine. These days he was busy with his own affairs and had forgotten a very important thing, that was to go. Take Christine to his villa. So he must give her a comfort.

"Christine?"

"Yes, it's me!" Christine's voice was a little cold. "Finally remembered me? I'm already in Los Angeles. I know you are busy, but... Forget it, I don't want to say this, what's the matter? Something?"

"Well, it's my problem, I shouldn't ignore you, I want to see you!" Zhen Fan said, "I have something to discuss with you, so I will come to you first!"

There was silence for a long time before Christine's voice came: "Okay, but... you can't stay here, you have to keep your promise!"

"Let's talk about it when I come!" Zhen Fan said as he drove towards Christine's villa in Los Angeles! RP

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