Chapter 339 Gift of Sword, Gaze from Special Forces
"Tu Tu Tu!"
The knock on the door sounded, followed by the head that the old man came in.
Hearing the knock on the door, Ding Xiu stood up, and when he saw Laozi, he smiled and greeted him.
"Director Zhang, why are you here in person? I'm still thinking about going to find you."
"It's okay, I happen to pass by. Your kid performs well, the state is well played, and there is no leakage."
Patted Ding Xiu's shoulder, the old son was pleased to say.
There were not many literary and artistic performances at the opening ceremony, and the others were extras from thousands of people, and there were only a few individual performances in total.
Lang Lang's piano and Ding Xiu's martial arts are the ones that worry Lao Mouzi the most.
Although the former is a piano master, he has rich performance experience and has performed on all occasions, so there will naturally be no problems.
The difficulty lies in the fact that Lang Lang’s partner is only five years old, a little girl. In order to show the innocent and pure side of the child, Lao Mouzi did not have any strict requirements and mandatory training for the little girl during the rehearsal.
This led to the fact that after going on stage, the little girl either sniffed her nose or touched her mouth while playing the piano.
The old man in the control room almost fainted at that time, and was so worried that the little girl would run off the stage.
Fortunately, the girl was quite regular, and she had never left the chair, so she finished playing the song in a regular manner.
However, according to Lang Lang, he said that he was not much better than the old man at the time, that is, he did not bring fast -acting savior pills, otherwise he was half a bottle.
During the performance, the little girl bounced and told him that the weather was a bit hot, she would go down to drink water ..
The Olympic Games, the global live broadcast, Lang Lang almost did not scare death. For so many years, the first time the piano player shook, I saw him begging with the voice that only two people heard: "Let's bear it first, just immediately, just be fine.
Uncle will buy sugar for you for a while? "
After his coaxing and deceiving, the little girl finally didn't leave.
After playing the piano, Lang Lang was covered in cold sweat on his back, which was scared.
Lang Lang had a shocking passing by, and Ding Xiu had nothing wrong with it. Otherwise, the old man really had to hang here.
After all, the style is different. The gap between the group and the individual is too large. Don't look at the number of people in the group. It is not easy to control, but the advantages are obvious. That is, an error of others is invisible in the overall.
The individual is different. Billions of eyes in the world stare at you, the eyelids shake a clear, let alone say it is wrong.
"Isn't this going soon, I want to say hello to you." Ding Xiu said holding the old man's hand.
The opening ceremony passed, and the old man was in a good mood. He joked: "Just say hello, do not invite meal?"
"You have to have time. I know you are busy today, please ask for it another day."
"This is almost the same."
Although the opening ceremony passed, there were still some things that needed a certain son to sweep the tail. After chatting with Ding Xiu, he would leave.
Ding Xiu held his hand tightly: "Director Zhang, what do you think of my swordsmanship?"
"It's good." The old son was a bit stunned, and he didn't know what Ding Xiu said.
Ding Xiu smiled and said, "In fact, it's the main thing to do is the sword. This eight-sided Han sword is sharp, elegant and well-made."
Turning his head, Ding Xiu said to Zhao Liying: "By the way, Xiao Zhao, where is my sword, take it out and I'll show it to Director Zhang alone."
"Sword?" Zhao Liying stunned and scratched his head: "Isn't the sword a staff member, I don’t know where to put it."
After getting off the stage, the sword was accepted by the staff. This is the regulations and the rules.
There are so many big leaders at the scene, where can you run around with a weapon, not to mention Ding Xiu's martial arts master, who if there is a problem?
Ding Xiu looked at Zhang Yimou: "Zhang Dao, what about my sword?"
Zhang Yimou's mouth was pumped, and the relationship said for a long time. Ding Xiu was about to sword. He remembered that he had promised Ding Xiu before.
The left and right are just a sword. Of course, the old son will not depend on account.
Even if this sword is produced by a master, it is actually not much value, and it will cost 100,000 or 200,000 to death.
After today, it is more of a symbolic value.
Because this sword was used by Ding Xiu at the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games.
The value of this sword was bound by the Olympics and Ding Xiu, which was also considered Ding Xiu's fate, so I gave it to him.
"The sword is still yours, I have something to do on my hand, will you send you back?"
"Where is this little thing and trouble Zhang Dao, you give it to me now, just take it directly home, or you tell me where you are, I will get it myself."
No, he doesn't believe it?
Lao Mouzi didn't expect Ding Xiu to be so serious.
"You go to the back door and wait, I asked the staff to send it."
No ledger, the old son agreed.
From beginning to end, he never thought about Lai Lai, just a sword, a small matter, what about the use of the Olympic opening ceremony, in his opinion, the value is also limited.
But it is impossible for Ding Xiu to bring it out.
The front and back of the conference are full of leaders who often appear in the news broadcast, as well as the second-in-commands and leaders of various countries.
If Ding Xiu rushed out with the sword like crazy, the consequences would be unimaginable. Although he knew that he could not do that, Lao Mouzi would not dare to gamble.
That's why Ding Xiu first went out to the back door and asked the staff to send the sword over.
This time, Ding Xiu must not be in, and there is no hidden safety hazard.
"How are you so embarrassed, trouble Zhang Dao, see you all day."
"Don't thank you, it's yours."
The old man's face was stiff, and finally pulled his hand out of Ding Xiu's palm.
Fifteen minutes later, the back door street.
On a black business car, Ding Xiu gently tapped his knees with his palms, and then took a sip of tea slowly.
Zhao Liying, who was sitting in the front row, held her cell phone in her hand and looked at the overwhelming news about Ding Xiu, and was so excited.
"Brother Xiu, you are too fierce tonight."
"Cough cough!" Ding Xiu coughed: "Can you speak well?"
Zhao Liying's cheeks are reddish: "It's you thinking about it, I'm talking about you on fire tonight."
Ding Xiu shrugged: "When will I not be hot?"
"It's different. You're going abroad now."
"oh."
Ding Xiu had nothing to be excited about, it was expected.
In the Olympic Games, he can be one of the performers in the opening ceremony. It is normal to have a wave of heat.
For this wave of popularity, Qin Gang had a special meeting over there, and the location of the brand that was terminated was empty, so he waited for the new brand to come to the door.
It’s just that Zhao Liying is not a senior executive of the company and does not participate in company management, so she doesn’t know.
Seeing that Ding Xiu was unmoved, Zhao Liying more and more admired his calmness: "Xiu Brother, what to eat that night, I'll order."
"Call to Donglaishun to open a private room. After we finish our meal, we will go back to the company and bring some for those who work overtime."
"Okay, then I'll ask Sister Yang what she likes to eat."
During Zhao Liying's booking box, two one meter eight men came over, both of which were black suit, the same flat head.
There was a long -handle umbrella in front of the front, holding the sword box in his hand, and holding the umbrella in his hand, his eyes were all around.
If you look closely, both have headphones on the ears of the two.
Ding Xiu's window glass was half -opened. Seeing the two people coming over, he also looked at it.
"Hello, is it Mr. Ding Xiu?"
"It's me."
"We'll give you items."
"Thank you." Ding Xiu opened the car door and took the sword box with both hands.
Then I saw that the back of the flat-headed brother's hands were dark and full of calluses, including the tiger's mouth.
The eyelids twitched, and Ding Xiu suppressed his a little panicked heart, and his butt, which was originally sitting on the seat, also raised.
It seems to see his thoughts in his heart. Brother Pingtou said: "Don't worry, we are security staff. When you receive the news, a staff member will bring the weapon to you. For security considerations, this sword is escorted by us."
"Another notify you, take things and leave immediately, you can no longer stay and walk around the surroundings."
"Understand." Ding Xiu nodded while relieved.
He is not afraid of calluses on the back of his hand. He is afraid of calluses with calluses.
After all, times have changed. The gun is fast outside of seven steps, and the gun is fast and accurate within seven steps.
Holding the sword box in his hand, Ding Xiu pushed it away with one hand to confirm whether it was the one he used. In the box, a black long sword with sheath was lying quietly.
The scabbard is a golden dragon pattern, wrapped from the head to the end.
Several quaint old fonts are carved on it, which is written in Bayang to congratulate.
The hilt of the sword is golden yellow, paired with yellow tassel sword spikes, and a gem as big as a red bean is also inlaid on the sword grid, which looks noble and simple.
If the sword is pulled out, the sword body is the logo of Longquan, and the name of the Sword Master.
But before Ding Xiu made this action, the two cold eyes stared at him.
Ding Xiu looked up and was a flat -headed brother.
Standing in front of the black umbrella handle tightly, a body was slightly bent in the back, and his right hand was sticking to the waist.
"Don't be nervous, I just check the goods." Ding Xiu laughed: "I really want to take a shot. At such a close distance, you two are not my opponent."
Seven steps are fast and accurate, but if it is within three steps?
It's not Ding Xiu bragging. At such a close distance, he still has a sword with iron cutting like mud. He really fights, and it must not be him.
However, the two buddies in front of him were not fuel-efficient lamps. Ding Xiu could feel that since he took the sword box, their sight had never left his hands.
The spirit and physical tightness of the two are also prepared to fight at any time.
"!"
Gently cut the sword out of the sheath, and after it was determined that it was the one he used on the stage, Ding Xiu took it back.
"Thank you."
"Don't thank you, let's go if you are sure."
Brother Pingtou is also a little afraid of Ding Xiu.
If you are to ordinary people, you do n’t need to come over, but Ding Xiu ca n’t.
For ordinary people, kung fu may be something in movies and TV dramas, but for them, they really believe that this thing can be fought.
There are millions of people in the army, and there will be more martial arts. Many of them will join the army. Over time, they will leave their kung fu on the army.
After continuous research and research, the essence is taken away from the dross, and a complete set of murderous tricks came out.
The simplest move, the fastest killer move.
Because they understand this, they know how powerful it is.
Those who came to the venue tonight had already been in the computer system. Through identity identification, all those with dangers were marked.
Ding Xiu's danger level is very high.
The level of danger here is not to say that he is a terrorist, but that he has the dangerous strength.
What Ding Xiu didn't know was that when he was still in the venue, there were special people following him wherever he went, including going to the bathroom.
But there are too many people in the backstage today, and the organizer said that he would arrange a few temporary assistants for him, so he didn't think about that.
"drive."
Close the car door, Ding Xiu said to the driver.
The car started and left slowly until the taillights were invisible, the flat-headed brother turned around.
He breathed a sigh of relief as he turned around.
The back brother in the back said: "The monitor, won't."
What he said does not mean that Ding Xiu is a public figure and will not do things that violate the law.
After all, it is not an artist who suddenly emerged. How many years have Ding Xiu's debut? After so many years of scenes, the foundation is clear.
If it were Erwuzi, it would have been exposed long ago.
Before, Zhang Yi reported Ding Xiu's name. The reason why he waited for so many geniuses was that someone was looking at Ding Xiu's background during that period.
Needless to say, if there is something wrong, he will not stand on the stage.
"There are so many nonsense, execute commands!"
"yes!"
Both feet are close, and the flat head behind is serious, and a military ceremony is respected.
The two turned back to the venue, and the flat-headed brother behind him asked curiously again: "Squad leader, do you think Ding Xiu's kung fu is really that powerful?"
They are from the inside field. The outside of the bird's nest is an ordinary policeman. The audience is around the stage, and the audience is called the field.
The internal field refers to the surrounding leadership, as well as the security of the background.
They come from special forces.
It is no exaggeration to say that even those world-class boxing athletes are not necessarily enough for the people in the backstage to play.
When a shuttle goes down, King Kong is not bad.
No guy, just fighting with bare hands and empty fists, they do not lose professional boxers.
The squad leader said in a deep voice: "That boy is really right. The distance just now is not necessarily his opponent."
"Then you still let him draw his sword?"
"I didn't let him pull it out, I just asked him to check it out, and it was impossible for this sword to be unsheathed in front of me. I will stop him before it is unsheathed."
When Ding Xiu checked the sword, he quietly hit the soldier behind him a gesture to prepare for fighting at any time.
Fortunately, Ding Xiu was interested, just pumping away and shrinking back.
Whenever the action is more than one more, it is very available, and it is also very judged.
At this time, the business car.
Ding Xiu completely pulled out the sword, slowly tasting with the eyes of appreciation.
The sword body is exposed with cold light, and the lines are delicate.
"bite!"
He gently bounced at the sword body and made a crisp sound.
"Good sword."
"What's the good thing?" Zhao Liying asked in confusion.
"Fortunately... you don't understand even if you tell you."
Ding Xiu poured his lips, put the sword up, too lazy to play the piano at the cow.
Those who Xi Wu, seeing this sword, no one doesn't like it.
It's like a girl who loves Meimei see Chanel lipstick, Gucci bags, LSP sees hips, 36D is the same.