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Chapter 71 Housewarming Gift

"Dad, don't hate Zhiruo... Uncle Qi's life... I will repay it."

At the Lion Slaying Conference, Ding Xiu was offline.

Zhou Zhiruo fought against Song Yuanqiao. Song Yuanqiao was no match and almost died under the Nine Yin White Bone Claw. It was Song Qingshu who blocked the claw for him.

His meridians were severed and he died.

Before he died, he asked Song Yuanqiao not to bear any grudge against Zhou Zhiruo.

I'm always a dog licker.

Before filming this scene, the director originally wanted to film it according to the 1994 version. Zhou Zhiruo used the Nine Yin White Bone Claw to deal with Song Yuanqiao, and Song Qingshu used his back to block his father's attack and was beaten to vomit blood.

Song Yuanqiao was furious and attacked Zhou Zhiruo, but Song Qingshu blocked it with his chest.

It took two moves in succession before Song Qingshu failed.

The person who died was not an ordinary injustice, it was extremely bloody.

After watching the 1994 version of "The Lion Slaughter" several times, Ding Xiu discussed with the director whether he could make any changes. He ignored Song Yuanqiao's slap and simply dismissed Song Qingshu.

Perhaps because he felt that what Ding Xiu said made sense, or perhaps because he felt that the new version should have something new, director Lai Shuiqing agreed.

This is what the photo ended up looking like.

"Stuck, passed!"

"Congratulations to Ding Xiu for finishing the film!"

Director Lai Shuiqing applauded, took out a red envelope from his pocket and gave it to Ding Xiu: "We're done."

Although the production team in Hong Kong is stingy, they still adhere to some traditions. For example, if an actor dies in a play, it is unlucky, and red envelopes must be given.

"Thanks."

Ding Xiu accepted the red envelope without even opening it. Judging from the feel, he knew there wasn't much money in it, only one or two hundred at most.

After filming A Chinese Ghost Story last time, director Li Huizhu also gave him a red envelope.

Director Li was much more generous, covering 666.

After taking off her makeup, Ding Xiu came out of the makeup studio, and Gao Yuanyuan was still filming her scene.

His eyes are cold, his lips are black, his nails are long, and his clothes flutter every time he moves his hands.

She has not been idle these days, studying with Ding Xiu day and night.

Learn how to play a bad guy.

She got a lot of inspiration from Ding Xiu, and combined with her own understanding, she created the darkened Zhou Zhiruo.

Standing outside the court, Ding Xiu waved to Gao Yuanyuan, then turned and left.

Today is his housewarming. He has to go back to prepare meals and entertain guests in the afternoon.

When you arrive at your new home, the door to the house is open.

Qin Gang, Wang Baoqiang, and Huang Bo were each busy with their own business. Some were working in the kitchen, some were instructing workers to arrange furniture, and some were reading magazines collected by Ding Xiu in the main hall with their legs crossed.

In the front yard, Qin Lan, who was wearing a denim short skirt and exposing her white thighs, was bending down alone to sprinkle water and sweep the floor. Ding Xiu didn't even know that Ding Xiu was behind her.

"Crack!"

Ding Xiu couldn't help but slap her buttocks, which felt very good.

Qin Lan jumped up with a cry, turned around and saw the person clearly, blushed and said in anger:

"Brother Xiu, you are so annoying."

"Why are you here? Didn't I hear Lao Qin say you were going to film a movie?"

"I'll come back as soon as I finish filming. I'm not happy to help you clean the house when I have nothing to do."

"I'm happy. How could I not be happy? I'll come here often when I have time."

"This is what you said. If I come, don't find me annoying and drive me away again."

"That's right. I'll clean up a room in the backyard for you later."

He had promised to leave the house in the front yard to Gao Yuanyuan, so if Qin Lan wanted to come, he could only stay in the backyard.

"Okay, I made a note of it. If I have no place to stay one day, I will come to your place."

"My door is always open for you."

In the kitchen, the window was open, and Wang Baoqiang, who was busy, looked up and saw Ding Xiu and Qin Lan talking and laughing.

Ding Xiu's slap broke his heart.

He didn't even touch Qin Lan's hand.

After chatting with Qin Lan for a while, Ding Xiu slowly visited his room with his hands behind his back.

The house that I rented with Huang Bo and the others was too small. One bed, one TV, one iron stove, and one wardrobe took up 99% of the space.

So this time he specially chose a large room.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?" Qin Gang walked up to Ding Xiu and said.

He purchased the furniture and decoration with his salary from Ding Xiu's The Legend of Heaven and Dragon Sword.

He didn't bother Ding Xiu this time, saying it was a housewarming gift.

Lying on the Simmons bed, Ding Xiu opened his arms, turned over, tested the elasticity again, and said, "Very good."

The bed should be big and soft, this was what he asked Qin Gang.

"Let's take a look at the bathroom, the double bath, and the support handles installed on the wall according to your request. Your design is also amazing. You said that if there are elderly people at home in the future, wouldn't it be useful?"

"Our old man doesn't like to take baths as he gets older. He says he can't stand for such a long time and is afraid that he will fall. He usually wipes with a towel."

"It would be much more convenient if there was such an armrest at home. I will install one when I get back."

Ding Xiu: "..."

Is this what he meant by installing handrails in the shower?

There is no old man at the top and no young man at the bottom. Which handrail should a young man in his early twenties use?

"Ahem, it's true. I also consider that everyone will grow old one day. It doesn't cost much anyway, and I can enjoy it for decades in the future. Why not do it."

Taking Ding Xiu with him, Qin Gang introduced his achievements one by one, including the bedroom, bathroom, study room, living room, backyard... It can be seen that every little detail has been done with great care.

When the two came to the kitchen, Wang Baoqiang was chopping the chicken on the chopping board, chopping loudly.

As soon as they left, he muttered: "In order to buy a house, I took on hundreds of thousands of debts at a young age. What are you doing? If it were me, I would just... buy a smaller house."

Once you have a house, you have girls. Ding Xiu is surrounded by beautiful women all the time, and he is envious of them.

I'm thinking that I'll do my own thing someday, like Ding Xiu, where girls will come to me wherever I go.

At this moment, he thought a lot.

I just didn't expect that Ding Xiu has so many girls around him not only because he is rich, but also because he has good looks.

Ding Xiu has good looks, unicorn arms, and diamond kidneys. Even if he has little money, he will never lack girls around him.



In the evening, a bonfire was set up in the yard, and everyone ate barbecue and drank beer.

The door opened and Gao Yuanyuan walked in, carrying a long box on her back.

"It smells so good. Do you have any more of my dishes?"

"Yes." Ding Xiu stood up and moved a chair for her.

Gao Yuanyuan told him yesterday that the crew would finish work late and asked them not to wait. She would go over after finishing her work.

Untying the long box from her back, Gao Yuanyuan said, "I bought you a gift. Open it and see if you like it."

Without opening it first, Ding Xiu turned to the others and said, "Look, this is the gap."

Huang Bodang didn't hear it. He ate the chicken wings and turned his head to the side.

He brought a mouth here today.

Ding Xiu opened the long box and found a sheathed Miao knife lying quietly inside.

It is 1.5 meters long and can reach Wang Baoqiang’s chin when standing on the ground.

Pulling out the scabbard, the cold light shines brightly.

The blade is curved and the tip is as thin as a seedling.

Ding Xiu tried to wave it, and the familiar feeling came back again. There was a big difference between a real sword and a wooden sword. They were not on the same level at all.

"It's illegal to control knives, right? You're just going to do it so brazenly?"

"This is a handicraft with a certificate." Gao Yuanyuan took out the certificate from the box and there was an invoice inside.


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