Blackstone, viscount house.


    "So... What are you doing here?"


    Peng Ming black line looking at Wang Jian with a large group of people into his house, as if back home as casual and comfortable.


    "Hey, hey, I''ll lend you my home."


    Wang Jian hugged Peng Ming''s shoulder with a smile and said with a smile.


    He was followed by a group of people from the ghost breaking sky troupe. However, most of Peng Ming''s eyes were reserved and respectful.


    As people in Blackstone City, Peng Ming knows that after all, they are several powerful figures in Blackstone city.


    Naturally, the most powerful empire in Blackstone city is Tiandou Empire, and the second is Wuhun temple. The power of Tiandou empire is divided into three parts: finance, politics and army, among which Peng Ming is the financial officer.


    Hearing this, Peng Ming''s eyes became more and more suspicious. He hesitated for a moment, and then looked at a group of humanity behind Wang Jian: "can I borrow it from my family? What are you going to do with this group of people? "


    "Filming!"


    "Filming?"


    For this new term that he has never heard of, Peng Ming is naturally confused and full of doubts.


    But he knew a few of the people who followed Wang Jian.


    As an aristocrat, he often goes to the opera house. Although he doesn''t have much interest in these things, he has to be elegant.


    He looks familiar with some of the people behind Wang Jian. With the words "filming" mentioned by Wang Jian, he thinks of the identities of some of them after a little consideration.


    Is this trying to rehearse at his home?


    But... Do you need to come to his house for rehearsal?


    ……


    A young man stood by the rockery in the backyard, his teeth tightly pursed his lips, his hands tightly clenched into fists, and his sharp nails were almost embedded in the meat.


    His eyes were full of humiliation and anger, and he was like a volcano ready to go.


    All of a sudden, he hit the rockery in front of him with a fierce fist. The rugged and hard rockery suddenly made his fist bloody. The dazzling blood slowly flowed down his white arm until it began to drip at the elbow.


    But he didn''t realize it, just staring at the rockery in front of him, as if this was his enemy.


    He gritted his teeth and said: "Shangguan Yanran! I, Tang Yan, swear that the humiliation I have suffered today will be paid back a hundred times in the future! "


    "Click!"


    Not far from Yuchen, Wang Jian nodded with satisfaction, then stood up from the position and went to Yuchen''s side.


    "Yuchen, is your hand OK?"


    Feather Chen full face of anger and unwilling to instantly disappear empty, become cold again.


    He shook his head slightly, then slowly released his hand and threw away the blood bag. After a moment''s pause, there was still a sense of helplessness on his face.


    "Dean... Why do you want me to be the protagonist?"


    "I can''t help it. Who makes you tall and handsome? Blame me?"


    Feather Chen''s facial expression immediately for one stagnate, calm cold face suddenly appear two light red halo, obviously even if is the mood is calm, such as he also some can''t stand Wang Jian''s direct praise.


    If ordinary people, who would be so straightforward praise.


    And this reason also successfully blocked Yuchen''s mouth. Since Wang Jian praised him like this, he could not refute that he was short and frustrated.


    At this moment, he really felt a bit subdued.


    After Wang Jian, Peng Ming, who has been following Wang Jian since he entered the mansion, looks surprised.


    "Is that what you mean by filming?"


    Wang Jian nodded, and then looked at Peng Ming contemptuously. Although you are rich, you are still a local old hat!


    "And what''s the purpose of that?"


    Peng Ming turns a blind eye to Wang Jian''s eyes, or is used to it. He curiously asks about Wang Jian''s purpose.


    After seeing the scenes shot in his house, he can roughly determine that it is similar to some storybooks, not the tragedy that can be seen in traditional opera houses.


    The story displayed in this way is more fascinating than the boring words.


    But what is Wang Jian doing this for... To make money?


    Peng Ming thought as he rubbed his round chin.


    But in the end, he looked at Wang Jian, who was calling the crew to prepare for the next play.


    "Purpose? That''s it, of course


    Wang Jiantou did not answer Peng Ming, and a slight fluctuation of soul power flashed by.


    Peng Ming saw Wang Jian take out a roll of poster from the storage soul guide. He took the poster and opened it slowly. Then he saw the bright words "Tianxing soul Teacher College".


    "Do you want to change your destiny?"


    "Do you want to succeed?"


    "Do you want to be strong?"


    "Come to Tianxing soul teacher college! Here is a complete set of training equipment, powerful instructors, all kinds of incredible adventures


    "Maybe... The next title is you!"


    Peng Ming


    Looking at the poster in his hand, Peng Ming didn''t speak for a long time. At last, he took a deep breath and looked at Wang Jian from the corner of his eyes. He said, "do you spend so much time on enrolling students in August?"


    "That''s right!"


    Seeing Wang Jian''s natural appearance, Peng Ming doesn''t feel a little upset. You are a tyrant!


    He looked at the magic soul guides beside him. His eyes were very hot and he hated iron but not steel.


    Don''t you use these things to make money?!


    "I''ll talk it over with you."


    After a pause, Peng Ming pretends to be indifferent to Wang Jian.


    Wang Jian turns his head and looks at Peng Ming. He realizes that his eyes are always glancing at the special soul guide beside him. He immediately understands Peng Ming''s purpose.


    His mouth slightly a Qiao, merciless way: "I refuse!"


    "I haven''t said anything yet!" Peng Ming was furious.


    "I know what you want to do. I have a plan for that, so you don''t have to worry about it."


    Peng Ming immediately sat on wax, but only Wang Jian had that special soul guide, and he had no channel to buy it.


    "Boy, you can''t do this. Let me have a piece of it at least."


    "I refuse!"


    Wang Jian is deliberately not taking Peng ming to play together. After all, if he really gets out of the cinema, it''s definitely a very profitable business. If someone else gets a share of it, he''ll get much less income.


    Besides, Peng Ming and the Intelligence Department of Tiandou empire are still involved in an unknown relationship. Wang Jian dare not have any further cooperation with him.


    Tiandou Empire gives him a feeling that he will finish sooner or later. He doesn''t want to get on the broken ship of Tiandou empire.


    Seeing Wang Jian''s iron heart, Peng Ming immediately realized that there was no room for negotiation. So although he was hot eyed, there was no other way.


    what? You said robbery?!


    Now who beat this kid.


    Peng Ming''s face is complicated.