I have been in Hong Kong Island for several years, and Wu Jing feels deeply.
This is indeed the paradise of the actor, and the film and television atmosphere is also very good. The only bad thing is that his mainland babies cannot be integrated into.
I remember when I first came, I recommended myself from home, and no one wants him.
Afterwards, I finally worshiped the dock. With the bottom, I started to take the play slowly. Even so, the characters that can be received are some small characters. It is too difficult to play the protagonist.
Black boxing is the brokerage company fully holding his drama, spending a lot of time and energy. When it was the turn of the turn, it was still not available, and the theater line was not released.
As for why it is not given, it is not what he can understand.
If you can release a few more cinemas, you won’t have a box office of hundreds of thousands.
In short, a place is a good place, but it is not suitable for everyone. It has no connection or background. It should be honest in the mainland.
Ding Xiu smiled: "You didn't go back earlier, but now you know you regret it?"
The Hong Kong circle is not so easy to mix. He knew this very early. The plates here are not large, the wolf is more fleshy, and you want to eat meat with a foreign person. How can you not recruit people and hate.
It’s better to be in the mainland, the market is big, and the audience likes all types of actors, and there is no problem with making a living.
"Can't talk about regrets, that is, it is a waste of youth for a few years. When this play is released, I will go back."
Back to the Mainland to develop, this is not Wu Jing's sudden thought. I long wanted to go back, but because I couldn't get my face.
This time the black boxing is lost, and it is impossible if you don't want to leave.
Wolf Teeth is his last stubbornness.
Regardless of whether the box office is good or bad, I will leave this time.
"This is right, the boss is not small, and it is time to become a family. The money is endless." Walking on the side of the road, looking up at a restaurant, Ding Xiu walked in.
The two sat down at the empty table and ordered a little supper. Wu Jing drank the beer and said: "Cheng Jiaki is too far away from me, let's talk about it in a few years, but it is ah, I heard that you are not too peaceful, when will you become a family?"
Ding Xiu waved his hand, and when he talked about this, he had a pain in his brain. He could only say that every family had a difficult scripture.
"Just eat it if you eat it, you have to start work tomorrow, drink less."
"Just a bottle of wine, we two half of us." Wu Jing poured half of the wine into Ding Xiu's cup and laughed: "Never affect the shooting tomorrow."
Ding Xiu was speechless: "Don't drink if you can't drink it. A bottle of wine requires two people to divide, don't say to know me."
The two drank wine and chatted, and Wu Jing gave Ding Xiu's culture of popularizing Hong Kong Island. More than ten minutes later, a group of people walked into the restaurant mighty.
The leader was Donnie Yen. When he kept his short hair, he saw the two people here and walked straight.
"Ding Xiu, Wu Jing, are you there?"
Wu Jing got up, reached out and shook hands: "I just finished work, come over to eat something."
"Coincidentally, we are too." After saying hello with Wu Jing, Zhen Zi said to Ding Xiu: "Ding Xiu, I haven't seen it for a long time, when will I come to Hong Kong Island?
"Just a few days ago, I invite it next time, what kind of play do you shoot, so many people?"
"Kung Fu movie, Ip Man."
"Shan brother, what do you order?"
Ding Xiu was beside him, and the people who came with Zhen Zi were full of two. Someone picked up the menu and asked.
Donnie Yen turned around and smiled, "Customize whatever you want, I'll treat you today."
Ding Xiu suddenly said, "It's you, I remember it, I've seen it in the hero crew."
Donnie Yen was stunned by Ding Xiu's words, and it took two seconds to react, and his smile suddenly froze on his face.
After saying so much about feelings, Ding Xiu recognized him.
"Yes, it's me."
Ding Xiu: "I remember you also said that he was going to discuss with me, and I never encountered it again."
After so many years of joining the industry, there are more people who have seen it. He knows everything wherever he has. Zhenzi has seen the relationship between the hero crew once.
I remember he had to challenge himself at the time.
Ding Xiu also looked at people a little familiar, and heard the people next to him called Shan Brother, and then remembered Zhenzi.
"Who said no, I never had a chance." Donnie Yen smiled on one face, and in her heart.
Where did he dare to fight with Ding Xiu? At the time, Zhao Yaozhuo was the end. He was not known when he was beaten. Ding Xiu also squatted him in the hotel lobby. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he would be a poisonous beating.
"It's fate to meet today. Your table is mine, and you have good food and drink."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, no thanks."
After saying hello, Zhenzi returned to a friend's table, and a few tables were close. Talking about the scene of the filming, Ding Xiu heard Wing Chunye ask a few words again.
Ding Xiu was curious and asked Wu Jing: "I heard in Wing Chun, who is Ye asked?"
Wing Chun is a small boxing species. There are not many people who have heard it, but as the insiders, Ding Xiu has heard of this name, but it has only been heard. After all, there are too many martial arts boxing martial arts martial arts, and the number is not clear.
But Ye asked him to really don't know.
Wu Jing shook his head and said, "Don't ask me, I don't know where this is sacred."
His understanding of Wing Chun is more than Ding Xiu. After all, he came out of the martial arts team. He learned a lot of boxing when he was young.
Wing Chun Boxing is a small boxing species, which is not long in history, tracing back, and the longest is more than 200 years.
Compared with the Martyrs' Martyrs who can't move for five or six hundred years, this martial art can only be regarded as a small door.
Who is Ye Wen, he really doesn't know.
The two answered here, and the voice was not lowered. I do n’t know if I drank too much at the table. Someone shot the table and said: "Wing Chun, you do n’t know.
Bruce Lee's master. "
Bruce Lee's name moved out, and Wu Jing was a lot of sober at once. Whenever a Chinese, rarely heard of Bruce Lee's name.
As an actor, Bruce Lee's name is brighter. After all, it is the first superstar to enter Hollywood.
Zhen Zi took a unilateral body and smiled slightly: "The role I played this time is Ye Wen. He is a very important figure in the history of Wing Chun Boxing. He is also a master of Bruce Lee."
Ding Xiu became interested: "Is he very powerful?"
I do n’t know, is the other?
The attitude of Wu Jing and Ding Xiu made a table angry. Someone stood up and said: "You can't check yourself, little boy, you are polite."
Ding Xiu was inexplicable, foggy, I didn't understand how to mess with these people.
Donnie Yen was in a dilemma in the middle, but he had no choice but to tell Ding Xiu: "These brothers are all practicing Wing Chun, and I specially invited the crew to help."
Of course, when most people mention Wing Chun, they are not that angry. They just make a movie, and even the Jade Emperor can make fun of him.
In order to make Ye Ye ask this film, Zhen Zi went to find the most authentic Wing Chunmen to learn martial arts. These people were all apprentices in Wing Chun's martial arts. He pulled him to help.
Young people with strong spirits are still martial arts practitioners. When they hear that someone doesn’t know their ancestors, they will naturally get angry.
"A martial arts practitioner, I say I'm so angry." Ding Xiu said indifferently: "Sorry, I've heard of Wing Chun sayings, I really don't know you."
He probably heard it. Ye Wen may be a master in the history of Wing Chun's martial arts.
The problem is that there are more masters of a martial arts. There are no hundreds of inheritors or eighty years after hundreds of years. How can Ding Xiu know each one.
Not to mention Wing Chun, that is, Bayi Boxing. You let him carry the names of the inheritor's name over again.
"Damn, you seem to be martial arts, let's practice?"
"Boy, report named, which fist?"
"Don't be too strong in young people."
Faced with so many people, Ding Xiu didn't panic, put down the chopsticks, and said, "Eight Polar, Ding Xiu."
"I said I was so crazy. It turned out that I was practicing Bajiquan. If you have the kind of people, let's go out to practice?"
"Don't say that we have more people to bully people, just pick one, we are single."
"Brother, let me come, I can get him alone."
Suddenly, Zhenzan Dan and Wu Jing were stunned. Seeing that they were about to fight, Wu Jing hurriedly got up, and his hands together: "I'm sorry, my friend is from the Mainland, I don't know Master Ye, don't know, don't know, don't know
I’m not surprised, I’ll count it tonight, and eat and drink well."
He is not afraid of these people to find Ding Xiu's trouble, and he is afraid of going on again. Ding Xiu is troubled by them.
Don't look at the other dozens of people, not necessarily Ding Xiu's opponent together. If you are head -out, it is a joke. It is no different from the sending head.
It would be fine if Wu Jing didn't speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Wing Chun's disciple shouted: "Just just now, this kid also said that he didn't know Ip Man, and he also said who he was."
"Boy, come out and I'll fight you one-on-one."
Wu Jing: "..."
MMP, he is just a persuasion, how can he be stared at? What is it? Find Ding Xiu.
"I know him, he is Wu Jing, the national martial arts champion, I heard that it can play very well."
"No wonder it's so crazy. One is a bajiquan practitioner and the other is a martial arts champion. If you have the kind of talent, you can come out to gesture."
"Well, national martial arts champion, so big school, practice?"
"Wow!"
Ding Xiu stood up and pushed the chair, Zhen Zi hurriedly got up and held him, his face was white: "The young people drank a lot, I took them back."
After speaking, the humanity behind whose head is turned: "You can't beat him, forget it."
Everyone: "..."
"Shan Brother, you have to say so, I have to practice."
"I said I couldn't beat it before I even beat it, but I was not convinced."
"Brother Shan, if it's your friend, if you ask them to apologize, just forget about this."
I do n’t know who thought it was a single step in Zhenzi, and let Ding Xiu Dao apologize.
"Apologies can't be true. Ye Wen doesn't know if she doesn't know. I want to accompany me with a few tricks. You can make a time, you can spend time."
I have nothing to do, so I’m not bad to find a few martial arts practitioners to relax my muscles and bones. I haven’t had a long time to fight with anyone, and my bones are almost rusted.
"Okay, this is what you said. We won't bully you, wait tomorrow."
"Ding Xiu, let's remember."
"You will bring more people tomorrow."
"At the gate of the park, which bastard doesn’t come."
"Wu Jing, and you, don't run."
In a few words, a competition was set. Wu Jing and Zhen Zi were helpless. Ding Xiu and this group of Wing Chun disciples were very excited.
The next day, Ding Xiu finished filming at noon and took a half -day vacation in the afternoon. He planned to go to Wing Chun Boxing to practice his hands. When he heard that he was going to play, Lu Yiguang suddenly expanded his blood, saying that he would visit him in person.
Don't worry about Ding Xiu, Wu Jing took seven or eight martial arts with the crew, and a dozen people went to the park to make an appointment.
When you come to the park, the other party's people are twice as more than their side. Where do more than 20 big guys stand? The momentum alone is enough. Ding Xiu came here.
A circle.
Wu Jing and Ding Xiu are actors, and there are fans walking on the street. Some people passing by think they are filming. They also stopped watching for a while.
Some people even took out their mobile phones to videos. At the beginning, it was secretly recorded.
On the Wing Chun, the leader of the leader was the group last night. He said to Ding Xiu: "If you say it is good, you will not bully you.
"This feelings are good." Seeing the gloves sent, Ding Xiu was tested, it was just right, but he was useless to protect the pad. It is purely a waste of time with this gadget.
Opposite, Wing Chun's gloves, pads, and arched their hands in accordance with the rules of the martial arts industry.
"In this game, I will discuss it simply. There is no other meaning. Everyone clicks so far, not hurting and being tight. In addition, in order to ensure fairness, we can record the whole process."
"The people around them are scattered and leave the space out. We are a friend of martial arts, not a hooligan fight, and we are all happy."
It is not the same as fighting and competing. If you do n’t make it clear, it ’s easy to enter the game.
If you explain it clearly in advance, it is an ordinary discussion. As long as there are no casualties, the people will not care about the officials and the parties will not be corrected, and there will be no problem.
"I am the temporary referee of this competition. You two follow my order and count three, two, one at the beginning!"
The referee in Wing Chun had just fallen, and the guy picked up a horse step in Wing Chun, and his hands were paved one after another.
Ding Xiu couldn't understand his operation a bit. This kind of pace is usually used when practicing martial arts. The real actual combat is still looking for death according to the usual practice.
I am afraid that this guy will not fight in the order of the boxing method.
After scanning his eyes, Ding Xiu tried to slide forward, raised his hand, played a fake movement, then turned around and pulled over.
"Pap!"
The sole is accurate and has an intimate contact with the protective cover on the guy's head.
Both eyes were white, and the guy walked and lay down on the ground less than three seconds before and after.
Wu Jing was dumbfounded: "That's it?"
Lu Yanguang covered his face and looked at it without looking. In fact, he knew the results at the beginning. Aside from Ding Xiu, he didn't talk about it. Wing Chun guy could not even protect the head, and the position was not right.
Not to mention Ding Xiu, even if a novice who practiced three months of Sanda came over, he could easily defeat him.
"It's okay, I just fainted, it'll be fine in a while."
A group of people watched the guy lying down. When they learned that they had just fainted, they would be healed in a while, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
So, a large number of eyes stared at Ding Xiu again.
"Are you here again?" Ding Xiu asked. From the beginning to the end, it took only a few seconds, and he didn't even feel the warm-up: "This time I can play someone."
"I'm here!"
In the crowd, one meter nine, wearing a T -shirt can also see the bald head of tendon meat coming out.