For the sake of money, Qian Chen decided to search for the martial arts of various schools in his mind.

I hope I can learn from it.

Design actions that meet Wang Jiawei's requirements.

Yuan Heping welcomed Qian Chen's arrival with both hands.

He was so aggrieved at Wang Jiawei's place.

Now that I'm quite old, I still have to be called upon by others, and most of the time it's still unreasonable.

If it weren't for the many years of friendship, he wouldn't have taken on this martial arts job.

"I don't think it's exciting enough." Yuan Heping was standing by, watching Qian Chen's gestures.

On the surface, he was gloating.

In fact, my heart has already been turned upside down.

Did this kid practice kung fu in his dream? In half a day, he had done dozens of routines.

Why do you have so many things in your mind?

If he wasn't afraid of being too embarrassed, Yuan Heping would have wanted to set up a camera and record it.

This will be the material for him to make martial arts in the future.

"Not exciting enough, I seem to understand a little bit."

Qian Chen put on his Wing Chun posture and began to incorporate some other things.

"What kind of kung fu is this?" Yuan Heping asked curiously.

"Does it feel better?" Qian Chen was very proud.

"This excitement really comes up all at once. It's the favorite among young people in art." Yuan Heping smacked his lips.

"The twelve silk-winding hands of the Liao family."

"Which Liao family is it? Hebei?" Yuan Heping was well-informed, but he really didn't expect to have such a famous name.

"I told you, you don't know. It should be almost done after I perfected it in two days. I added a lingering artistic conception to the movements, so that it can be casually affectionate."

Qian Chen found the direction.

I feel happy.

"Next year we will film Qi Jia Dao. I want to film big scenes. What do you think?" Yuan Heping changed the subject.

Qian Chen is a treasure house.

It's a pity that he is already old. If he were ten years younger and met this kid.

He will definitely be able to bring out another Fanglong, Li Feihong.

"The Qi Family Knife is meant to be a big scene!" Qian Chen changed his hand and pointed it like a knife: "I've seen a lot of neon movies, and the ones they shot are better than ours."

"The Way of the Bushi." Yuan Heping said sourly.

"The Qi Jiajun fought nine battles, and each battle was wonderful. The filming will not be too bad." Qian Chen is also ambitious.

In this entertainment industry, you can just go with the flow.

But you can't always follow the crowd.

Otherwise you will always be a humble little shrimp.

Wu Feng's unwillingness also stimulated him.

He doesn't want to be like Wu Feng.

Don't think that he started higher than Wu Feng. When Wu Feng became popular, he was also famous all over the country.

"Oh, yes, the Qi Jiajun and the Japanese bandits achieved nine victories in nine battles. Unfortunately, there are no historical details." Yuan Heping was very melancholy.

"I will provide you with some materials then, and you can find someone to write a book." Qian Chen did know a little bit.

Frankly speaking, the eunuchs thought Qi Jiajun was very good.

After tea and dinner, we talked a lot.

But the civil servants didn’t think so.

In their eyes, these are just a handful of ignorant and reckless men, not even as interesting as the 60-year-old young minister from Dali Temple who married a concubine.

They just wait for the chaos to subside and then kill the donkey.

It’s good to have only a few words left in the history books.

"Do you have the material?" Yuan Heping immediately became energetic. He has the material, a director (him), and a director (him and Qian Chen). As long as he gets some more investment, the project can be started.

"Yes!" Qian Chen was very sure.

"Qi Jia Dao" will be his first original film series that travels to modern times.

Nine battles and nine victories, I can make at least three movies.

There is no need to shoot according to historical facts, otherwise the audience will not buy it. It will be more story-telling if the materials are integrated.

The two of them immediately started a heated discussion.

Should we create a protagonist based on Qi Jiguang?

He had a hereditary military position and became the commander of the Dengzhou Guard at the age of 16. When he was 18, he wrote the poem "The title of Marquis is not my intention, but I hope the sea will be peaceful".

He can definitely be the protagonist.

Then does he know martial arts...

The discussion turned into an argument, one old and one young, each with their own insistence.

But they are not rigidly dogmatic people, and they are very able to compromise with each other.

"Have you designed the action?" Wang Jiawei's eerie voice sounded from behind.

Shocking.

"We are discussing." Qian Chen's expression did not change.

Wang Jiawei sneered: "I clearly heard you talking about Qi Jiajun, is this for me to discuss?"

Ma De, when the movie is released and the behind-the-scenes footage is released, you must tell this story.

Not dedicated!

Others are just trying to play a good role and have real experiences.

Why did he arrive at his crew and there were people taking his salary to discuss other movies enthusiastically?

"We are discussing kung fu, you know nothing!" Yuan Heping was not used to him, and said aggressively: "Do you understand Qi Jiadao? If you don't understand, you don't understand. Just tell me."

"Hmph~ I just want to see when you deliver the goods."

Wang Jiawei really didn't understand, but he could see it.

Just like a company leader, if he walks around, he can tell who is fishing even if he can't find any evidence.

"Old Wang, have you found the person you are looking for?" Yuan Heping caught up with Wang Jiawei.

"They say it's because of the schedule, but in fact it's just a few shots. There's no reason why the schedule isn't available." Wang Jiawei was in a bad mood.

He was in a bad mood most of the time.

If you are in a good mood, you won't be so artistic.

"If it doesn't work, just hire a teacher from the opera school to make a guest appearance. Why are you so picky?" Yuan Heping couldn't understand.

"I still hope that professional actors will appear!" Wang Jiawei continued to struggle.

If he didn't struggle, a movie wouldn't have lasted for many years.

A normal director wouldn't know how to delay a shoot if he wanted to do it for such a long time.

"How much is the appearance fee?"

There was a loud shout from behind, and Wang Jiawei turned around and saw Qian Chen holding out his hand.

"What else is on your mind besides money?" Wang Jiawei laughed angrily. He said arrogantly: "This is opera. If I want to appear in opera in the movie, my level must be good enough and I must be an actor..."

"I can do it." Qian Chen ran over and almost burst into tears: "Just tell me how much you will pay, and I will help you act."

If you want to talk about dancing, our family may not be able to do it.

Not so angry.

But when you talk about opera, it's more than what a professional counterpart can describe.

"No kidding, have you seen Bai Xiaonian in "The Wind"?" Wang Jiawei said seriously.

He invited several people to perform, but they were all rejected.

And because he has obsessive-compulsive disorder, he couldn't perform this part, and he always felt uncomfortable afterward.

The most recent invite was Su Youming.
To be continued...