A few days after Qin Gang and Ding Xiu reconciled, Ding Xiu received a call from Tangren Film and Television boss Cai Yinong, who asked him politely about his attitude towards Legend of Sword and Fairy.
Ding Xiu did not foolishly say that he had to take Yang Mi to act together, that would offend people more, just that he hoped that Boss Cai would give young people a chance.
Hearing him say that Cai Yinong understands it too, he chats with a smile for a while, and then makes an appointment to have a tea in the Demon City when he has time.
Ding Xiu didn't know how Qin Gang talked about it, but he only learned from Yang Siwei on the eve of the Spring Festival that Yang Mi was designated as the first female, Liu Sisi's second female, and Tang Yan's third female, who was entertained all day long.
On New Year's Eve, Ding Xiu brought Zhao Liying, Wang Baoqiang and his assistant Xiaorong, and everyone came to Wu Jing's house to celebrate the New Year.
Wu Jing was waiting for everyone at the door early.
"Two brothers, please come in there. I won't be drunk today."
"If you don't get drunk, you won't be afraid that your old man will suck you."
"It's a big New Year, he won't beat anyone, he will drink it casually this year."
With a wave of his hand, Wu Jing said, "Girls go to the kitchen to help, let's talk to you."
As soon as Zhao Liying and Xiao Rong left, Wu Jing laughed and said, "The two of you are hiding, so the girls around you are not the same."
Hearing this, Wang Baoqiang was so scared that he took a step back: "Brother Jing, you can't talk nonsense. When is there any duplicate around me? Just this one is OK. If you want to say Brother Xiu, I agree with me.
Go in, isn’t this accusation of a good person?”
Wu Jing nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, yes, you are different from Ding Xiu. You are ugly, and finding a girlfriend is considered burning incense."
Wang Baoqiang: "..."
As he spoke, why did he still attack him personally?
Is it his fault to be ugly and short?
That is, he just doesn't want to find it, otherwise with his fame and money, he can exchange a different girlfriend every day. Of course, the capital may also cost a little more.
Unlike Ding Xiu, who has a good face, some girls probably don’t have money, but they are willing to talk about life and ideals with him all night.
"Do you have bad eyes? Then it's my assistant." Ding Xiu said to Wu Jing.
Wu Jing: "I understand, Baoqiang is also an assistant, and Huang Bo's wife is also an assistant."
Nowadays, artists like to talk about their girlfriends and they can be together openly every day, have more time to contact, and can explain that they are photographed by paparazzi.
Ding Xiu's face thrust: "The little girl doesn't go home during the Chinese New Year, she works with me and comes with her to have a meal."
"I understand, I understand, don't explain, come with me and take you into the house for a tour."
Wu Jing led Ding Xiu and Wang Baoqiang to an old house, opened a large cabinet, and carefully took out a large object wrapped in red cloth.
"Guess what it is?"
The object is fifty centimeters wide and more than one meter long. Ding Xiu joked: "Is this a coffin board?"
"I'll go, your uncle." Wu Jing looked dark and stopped him: "This is a plaque, passed down from his ancestors, this is a good thing."
When Baoqiang held the plaque, Wu Jing unveiled the red cloth, and the plaque revealed its true appearance.
Due to the age, some corners have been rotten and the paint surface has also fallen off. Only the two big characters on the above are seen from the carved marks, Wu Kui.
"Hehe, my ancestors were the top martial arts scholar and the leader of the Imperial Guard. The plaque was given by the emperor. It's awesome."
"You can only be a treasure for this broken thing." Ding Xiu curled his lips and said, "Brother, the Qing Dynasty has been over for many years, and I am still the top scholar in martial arts. Is it as good as me?"
"You just tell me this, don't let our old man hear it, otherwise he will fight to you."
How many years have passed since the Qing Dynasty fallen, Wu Jing knew that taking out the things was purely to show off in front of Ding Xiu and Wang Baoqiang, bragging for awesomeness, and having no other intentions.
Ding Xiu's eyes lit up: "I heard that your family is a martial arts family and has learned martial arts for generations. The old man should have good kung fu, right?"
"I was very good at fighting when I was young, but now I can't do it anymore. I have three highs, rheumatism, old cold legs, and heart-building bridges. You can also gesture, but if something happens, remember to carry him on your back."
"That's it."
After hearing so many diseases, Ding Xiu was afraid that the old man would mess with Wu Jing and cheat him.
After coming out of the old house, Wu Jing took Ding Xiu and Baoqiang to visit his arsenal, the most of which were various knives and guns.
He picked up a long spear and came to the yard. Wu Jing also performed a part for Ding Xiu.
He is the champion of gun technique. He has been practicing for many years and has once advised Ding Xiu that his skills are not ordinary. His gun is beautiful and his gun is like a dragon. Wang Baoqiang kept clapping his hands.
"Brother Xiu, how about it?" Wu Jing raised his chin at Ding Xiu and blew the bangs on his forehead.
"Fancy." This is Ding Xiuxiu's evaluation, very pertinent.
A set of birds watching the phoenix is indeed fancy in Wu Jing's hands, and the whole set of actions is filled with one word, handsome.
Apart from being handsome, it’s useless, isn’t it fancy?
Wu Jing threw his spear and headed towards Ding Xiufei: "Then you can have someone who is not fancy."
With one hand, Ding Xiu drew a circle in the air, and the spear shook, and the gun flowers bloomed, and then danced in the middle of the yard.
The same birds pay tribute to the phoenix, Ding Xiu's gunshot skills were much greater than Wu Jing's. The sound of gunfire could be heard from a distance, and the sound of gunfire broke through the air.
If you look closely, the footprints on the ground are different from those of Wu Jing. Wu Jing's footprints are everywhere and are messy. Ding Xiu's footprints are in that small area and have never been beyond.
At the end, looking at the walls of the yard, Ding Xiu shrank and stretched his spear with one hand, and long marks were grinding out on the ground by the spear head.
Then he turned around, turned his head, his legs matched his waist, and his waist matched his arms, like a big dragon turning over, and he handed the spear back.
"Pap!"
The putty powder on the wall was pierced, revealing the blue bricks inside, and the blue bricks were cracked.
Ding Xiu collected his gun, and a hole as thick as a thumb was drilled in the blue brick.
This is a backlash.
If you are unexpected, attack them inadvertently, penetrate the whole body with force, and you can stab someone in an unexpected situation.
"Wonderful!"
"Smack!"
Under the eaves, the old man from Wu Jing's family applauded and smiled like a chrysanthemum.
"Dad, why are you out?"
"The room is too stuffy, I heard the sound coming out to see it." Ignore Wu Jing, and the old man said to Ding Xiu: "I have heard Wu Jing say to you for a long time, saying that your martial arts are very powerful, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful."
"Just this set of marksmanship just now, you won a gunsmanship champion outside and couldn't escape."
The old man's eyes were a little more vicious than Wu Jing. It could be seen that Ding Xiu's shooting skills were different. He was very fierce and had the aura of killing. If he fought with his life, he could kill people.
And... the old man squinted his eyes and looked at the pierced blue brick.
Up to half a finger depth.
If this is stabbed on a person, it will definitely be a pair of piercings.
As soon as you go in and out, blood rolls, and you will have to shed a few pounds of blood when you are sent to the hospital. If you are not lucky, you will be stuck on your spleen and you will not be able to wait to be sent to the hospital.
"Champions are all false names." Ding Xiu took the gun and smiled slightly.
It’s still easy to make money.
"Young man can see through it thoroughly." After sighing, the old man glanced at his son again, and suddenly became unhappy.
Back then, Wu Jing was competitive and devoted himself to the martial arts team. He played games every day. In the end, he was injured and ran to film TV series. Finally, he had some signs, so he ran to act in a movie.
Only in my thirties did I understand what I wanted.
"Dad, he is not very thorough, he doesn't look down on the bonus." Wu Jing pointed out Ding Xiu's thoughts with one sentence.
Others don’t know, but he still doesn’t know? Ding Xiu is not indifferent to fame and fortune. How many people in the entertainment industry are indifferent to fame and fortune? This is originally a world of fame and fortune.
It’s just that watching martial arts competitions doesn’t make money, so Ding Xiu is unwilling to do it.
If one million in a game, this guy can set up a tent next to the competition venue and live there every day.
"Brother Jing, you don't understand me now." Ding Xiu said with a straight face: "Learning martial arts mainly involves strengthening the body, inheriting the things of our ancestors, carrying forward traditional culture, fighting and killing, fighting and fighting for strength and being competitive, and losing the worst.
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The old man pointed at Ding Xiu tremblingly and said to Wu Jing: "Look at me, learn more if you have nothing to do."
If Wu Jing understood this principle, he would not be the virtue of today.
Wu Jing said perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, yes, learn martial arts to strengthen your body, inherit culture, and carry forward it. It's OK."
Ding Xiu fooled his old man and put him outside, who would believe his nonsense?
Strengthen your body? Who was chasing someone with a watermelon knife when he was at Beijing Film Studio?
Inheriting culture? It is indeed inherited. He was hospitalized by the foreign Sanda boxing champions.
Fighting, killing, and killing were inferior? In the battle of Hong Kong Island, many people from the eight major sects were sent to the hospital.
"If you don't talk about this, let's talk about it. The weather is so cold." Ding Xiu threw the spear to Wu Jing, breathed in his hands, and strode into the house.
With the help of Zhao Liying, Xiaorong and Xie Nan, the food has been served.
Ding Xiu only noticed that the room was very lively, and in addition to Wu Jing's parents, Xie Nan's parents were also there.
There are many elderly people, and Ding Xiu speaks much more restrainedly.
Wu Jing originally wanted to bring a box of Moutai, but after being glared at by the old man, he changed to getting two bottles.
Wu Jing dared to drink this in front of his father-in-law and mother-in-law. He was not ashamed of being able to do it.
The old man didn't know that Wu Jing had already lost this kind of face once. When he had dinner with Xie Nan's parents for the first time, he poured his father-in-law and mother-in-law down, and his son-in-law forced himself to drink it into brothers.
"I will use tea instead of wine." Wang Baoqiang covered his glass of wine and begged for mercy, "I will go to the Spring Festival Gala later, so I can't drink it."
Wu Jing slapped his forehead: "Why did I forget this? Then you eat something to put your stomach on. Brother Xiu and I will wait for you to come back to drink."
"Okay, this is OK." Wang Baoqiang grinned.
"Young man wants to go to the Spring Festival Gala?"
"Awesome! We'll see you on TV later."
"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be OK."
"Then we have to take a photo together."
"Okay, please come here for uncles and aunts."
Even Wang Baoqiang was killed and he didn't expect that the person who liked the most during this trip was not Ding Xiu, not Wu Jing, but him.
Several old men took turns to take photos of him, asked about his past, and talked about farm work in the countryside, and he was not vague. He said that he had a few minutes to get together.
True, honest, diligent, this is Baoqiang's label.
After satisfying the old man's wish, Wang Baoqiang did not stay too long. He was still in a hurry to go to the Spring Festival Gala, but just left his girlfriend to have dinner here.
In the evening, after dinner, Ding Xiu and the others sat in front of the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala.
Not long after, I saw Wang Baoqiang's program, there were two in total, one was a crosstalk drama, a bus concerto, and the other was a song solo, and a song by migrant workers.
With one person serving two shows, I have to say that Baoqiang is really popular this year.
Of course, if you want to talk about the sketch, you have to look at Uncle Benshan. He brought the torchbearer this year, and he is still a partner with Song Dandan. The theme is very similar to this year's Olympics.
The most popular one in singing is Zhou Jielun, who sings blue and white porcelain.
Nympho
In the evening, when Wang Baoqiang came back, Wu Jing brought the food he left for him from the kitchen, and everyone laughed and drank and chatted.
At twelve o'clock, the sky full of fireworks illuminated the city of Peking, and the bustling New Year seemed to dispel the coldness of winter a lot.
The next day, Ding Xiu was woken up by the New Year's greetings. He called one by one, and so were the people coming to the door, including big and small bags.
The first one to come to Jia Ling. She has been fat again after a long time no see.
After being teased by Ding Xiu for a few words, she smiled and said, "Fat means that the food is good and you are doing well. Recently, I opened a small theater with my friend, not far away. Brother Xiu went to sit there when he has time."
"Okay, you can open a theater." Ding Xiu was a little surprised.
Unexpectedly, Jia Ling really has the talent for crosstalk.
Jia Ling smiled shyly: "It's mainly because my friends give me face, I'm just a technical stock."
"Okay, you're praising yourself in a corner."
“Where is it.”
Seeing that the living room was a little messy, Jia Ling was not polite, and started working in a roll of sleeves. He often made a few words with Ding Xiu. When a customer came to her, she would make tea for someone, just like the little assistant back then.
In the evening, when he saw that no one came, Ding Xiu picked a few gifts from someone else and took them away. It was time for him to go to pay New Year's greetings.
There are many big bosses in Peking, but they look down and see each other.
Anyone who has worked together must come to the door to express it.
When passing by Zhang Dahuzi's house, the couple was quarreling, and he didn't dare to stay too long.
On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Yang Siwei and Yang Mi came to the door with gifts.
"Where are you two making a fuss?" Ding Xiu didn't wash his head and was waiting for the two in a coat.
Putting down the things, Yang Siwei smiled and said, "Don't we be allowed to come and see you during the New Year?"
Yang Mi followed and said, "I have always wanted to come here, but Brother Xiu, you are busy with work and have never had a chance."
Cross-legged on the sofa, Ding Xiu took a teacup and took a sip: "Okay, you two have something to say."
When Yang Siwei came over, he understood that it would be a bit abnormal to bring Yang Mi over.
Because he has nothing to do with Yang Mi, his friends are not counted as well. At most, he is a colleague or an employee and a boss.
It was not so coincidental that the two of them came together.
"Ahem, there's something really wrong." Yang Siwei rubbed his hands and said, "Isn't the Immortal Sword Three settled, Mimi Girl One."
"I know this, then what?"
"Then she happened to be filming the New Dream of Red Mansions, and she didn't let anyone go there."
"Then what?"
"Mimi, bring water to Brother Xiu." Yang Siwei ordered Yang Mi, and then said, "I want to invite you to go to Dream of Red Mansions to talk to Director Li Shaohong, borrow Mimi and let her take the Immortal Sword Three
Take a photo."
"Brother Xiu, be careful." Yang Mi put the teacup in front of Ding Xiu and said carefully.
Ding Xiu smiled: "It means that there is a heroine who can't be played now? Then I won't be played by the Red Mansion."
"If you are unlucky, you are unlucky there and it's hard to push." Yang Siwei said speechlessly: "With her like this, can you offend Li Shaohong?"