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Chapter 114 Two Days Later

Chapter 114 Two Days Later

Author: Mu Zixin

Chapter 114 Two Days Later

"Yes! Master!"

Yan Zhenxin agreed, opened the document bag in his hand, and took out pen and paper from it.

This document bag contains all actors' contracts.

Cao Kun from Canglangmen and Huo Xinyi from Huojia Martial Arts School both signed one copy.

At this moment, Chang Shan glanced at the remaining ten diners in the store, and saw that all the diners were paying attention. Some of them were already taking pictures with their mobile phones. Chang Shan's eyes flashed with a shadow, and he suddenly said:

"No need to go to such trouble. I can see that you are not here to fight to the death today, but you are here to invite our brothers to act in a movie. If that is the case, then we brothers will agree."

The younger brother beside him, Chang Feng, frowned and whispered: "Brother, why don't we have a fight? This is too irritating."

Chang Shan glared at him and warned him not to speak with his eyes.

Li Zhongwu smiled and said, "Thank you very much!"

Then he ordered Yan Zhenxin, "Zhenxin! Give the actor contract to two friends!"

Yan Zhenxin: "Yes! Master!"



A few minutes later, when Li Zhongwu and Yan Zhenxin left, Chang Feng, who was still holding his right hand tightly with his left hand, couldn't help asking Chang Shan in a low voice, "Brother, why didn't we have a fight just now? I lost because of my carelessness, let's work together

If you win, you may not be able to win."

Chang Shan glanced at him sideways, "Careless? You rushed over like that, and was punched two or three meters away. Do you think you were careless? What is the biggest feature of our Poshan Quan? Have you forgotten?"

Chang Feng frowned.

Chang Shan: "Strength is the strongest point of our Mountain Breaking Fist, but just now you were knocked away by the opponent's punch. Think about it carefully, do we really have a chance of winning even if we fight together?"

Chang Feng's expression was still a bit dissatisfied, and he retorted in a low voice: "But I can't swallow this breath of giving in like that!"

Chang Shan: "You have to swallow even if you can't! You didn't notice that you acted early, and the customers in the store didn't even react, so you lost. Later, the customers all reacted, and several customers had already taken out their mobile phones.

Come to shoot, let’s fight again at this time, if we lose, will word get out that our boxing gym’s business is still there? Besides, didn’t you listen to what he said? Cao Kun from Canglangmen and Huo Xinyi from Huojia Martial Arts School both agreed

You have starred in his movie, use your brain to think about it, do you think Cao Kun and Huo Xinyi both want to act in movies? Why do you think they agreed to his invitation? Huh?"

Chang Feng's face changed slightly and he said in shock: "Brother, you mean... Cao Kun and Huo Xinyi also lost to him?"

Chang Shan snorted coldly, "What else? So! Don't worry about it. Since Cao Kun and Huo Xinyi can sign the contract if they lose, why can't our brothers sign it? Are our brothers more famous than Cao Kun and Huo Xinyi?

Is it still big?”

Chang Feng thought for a moment, his face looked much better, and there was even a smile on his lips.



Two days later.

It's around 7 o'clock in the morning.

No. 63, Shenjia Lane, Causeway Bay.

Li Zhongwu, who was wearing a white double-breasted training suit, was standing in the courtyard, facing the east and facing the morning glow, and was practicing Qi when the door of the courtyard was suddenly knocked.

Then, Huang Jinhao's voice came from outside the courtyard gate.

"Li Zhongwu! Li Zhongwu! Open the door. I'm here. Open the door!"

Li Zhongwu frowned slightly, his Qi practice was interrupted again today, which made him a little helpless.

He called Huang Jinhao last night, but he didn't expect the fat man to come so early today.

There was no other way, so he immediately stopped the exercise slowly, then walked over and opened the courtyard door.

At the door, Huang Jinhao raised his right hand, as if he was about to pat the courtyard door twice more. When he saw the courtyard door open, he smiled and took back his hand.

"come in!"

Li Zhongwu turned around and walked back. Huang Jinhao quickly followed in stride and closed the courtyard door.

As he walked, he asked in a brisk tone: "You asked me to come here last night and said you had something to tell me. What is it? Can't you tell me on the phone?"

Li Zhongwu: "On the list you gave me, of the 10 people on it, except for Ju Xudong, one who is sick, and one who is out, I have successfully invited the other 7 people. I have also written the script. You can form a crew as soon as possible!"

I called you here today mainly to ask you to come and pick up the script."

While talking, Li Zhongwu walked into the kitchen. Huang Jinhao was attracted by Li Zhongwu's words. He was in a state of surprise and didn't notice the kitchen door at all. Li Zhongwu entered the kitchen, and he followed suit.

"No way? How did you do it? You invited 7 people so quickly? Is it true? Are you bragging?"

Huang Jinhao was surprised, happy, and a little bit unbelievable.

Li Zhongwu opened the lid of the casserole on the coal stove, reached for a large spoon, and scooped up a spoonful of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. After looking at it, he felt that it was almost done, so he took a large bowl and scooped the porridge into the bowl.

When he went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables this morning, he accidentally discovered that there was a store selling preserved eggs. His interest was aroused at that time, and he bought a few eggs to make porridge without thinking.

He originally thought that in this new era, many things had been lost, including many traditional delicacies.

Unexpectedly, the technique of making preserved eggs has not been lost.

It seems... maybe, even in the years when human beings are about to become extinct, there are still foodies among the Chinese people who are still secretly making preserved eggs.

Of course, it is also possible that later people discovered the technology of making preserved eggs from ancient fragments.

After scooping spoonfuls of preserved egg and lean meat porridge into the bowl, Li Zhongwu replied casually: "Is it true or false? You can verify it yourself later. As for how I did it, you don't have to worry about it. By the way, Ju Xudong's place

I didn’t go. Anyway, you’ve been on the same set with him every day lately, so I’ll leave it to you to invite Ju Xudong, what about it? No problem, right?”

Huang Jinhao's father is the chief director of "The Heir", and Ju Xudong is the action director of "The Heir".

Li Zhongwu felt that Huang Huanghao should be able to invite Ju Xudong with this relationship.

And he himself did not invite Ju Xudong, mainly because he and Ju Xudong knew each other. A few days ago, there was an explosion on the set and after he pretended to be comatose, it was the hospital where Ju Xudong sent him.

Because of this friendship, Li Zhongwu was embarrassed to use force to force Ju Xudong to participate in his new movie.

"Okay, let me try! By the way, what is this? Porridge? What's in it? Why is it so fragrant? Can you give me a bowl too? Hehe, I haven't eaten it in the morning!"

Huang Jinhao agreed casually, but his eyes were fixed on the preserved egg and lean meat porridge in Li Zhongwu's bowl and casserole. He sniffed his nose and pursed his mouth several times. He was obviously greedy.

Li Zhongwu glanced at him and handed him the bowl he had just filled, then took another large bowl and filled it for himself again.

"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge, haven't you ever eaten it?"

he asked casually.

Huang Jinhao held the bowl with both hands, took another sip of the aroma in the bowl, shook his head with a smile, "No! I have never seen such a strange porridge, preserved egg and lean meat porridge? The name is quite special! You can lose weight if you eat this thing

? Hehe, then I want to eat more!"

Can you lose weight by eating preserved egg and lean meat porridge?

This ability of understanding made Li Zhongwu couldn't help but glance at him again.

But I was not interested in explaining to him.

Let him think what he wants!

He has become fatter because of his eating habits. No wonder he is uneducated.

In the yard.

Li Zhongwu ate the porridge leisurely. In contrast, Huang Huanghao was much more eager to eat, and he ate in a hurry, as if someone was trying to snatch it from him.

After finishing one bowl, I went to the kitchen to get another bowl.

After the meal, Li Zhongwu made himself a pot of tea, and also made a cup for Huang Jinhao. Then he went into the study and handed a copy of the handwritten script to Huang Jinhao.

Huang Jinhao took it in his hand and looked at it, and was surprised: "Handwritten? You can write well! Have you read a lot of books? How many years have you been reading?"

On the copied script, the lines of text are written with strong strokes. At first glance, they are indeed very beautiful.

Li Zhongwu smiled lightly and said casually: "Read the content of the script first! After reading it, tell me your opinions."

Huang Jinhao looked at him again, nodded, lowered his head and started reading the script seriously without asking any more questions.

Li Zhongwu's beautiful calligraphy made Huang Jinhao have more expectations for the quality of Li Zhongwu's scripts.

Because of such beautiful calligraphy, he believed that Li Zhongwu's cultural level was not low, and he might actually be able to write a good script.

When talking about these hard-written words, many memories from his student days flashed through Li Zhongwu's mind.

As a child born in the 1980s, when he was studying, the competition for admission into higher education was extremely fierce.

Since junior high school, many of his teachers have told them that the high school entrance examination and the college entrance examination are just like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge.

The middle school he attended was at the bottom of the county in terms of strength.

This is not determined by his grades when he was promoted from elementary school to junior high school, but by his household registration.

His household registration determined that he could only attend junior high school in his hometown.

The sad thing is that every year, only three or five students from their township middle school are admitted to County No. 1 Middle School and County No. 2 Middle School based solely on their scores.

There are more than 200 junior high school students in each class, and each year only three or five people can go to County No. 1 Middle School or County No. 2 Middle School based on their scores.

One can imagine how low the enrollment rate is.

Others who want to go to County No. 1 Middle School or County No. 2 Middle School can only spend money to buy points. To put it nicely, they pay school selection fees.

Since elementary school, his parents have repeatedly instilled a goal in him - to get into high school and go to college.

Therefore, he has always studied very seriously.

After I went to junior high school, I heard from teachers that during exams, my handwriting was beautiful and my papers were neat. This was very advantageous when marking papers for high school and college entrance exams, and I could give the marking teachers a good first impression.

He began to practice his calligraphy consciously.

Day after day, year after year.

After that, his handwriting naturally became more and more beautiful.

Later, when they were transitioning from junior high school to high school, there were only four people in their grade who were admitted to the County No. 2 Middle School based solely on their scores, and he was one of them.

Later, during the college entrance examination, of the sixty-odd people in his class, only seven passed the undergraduate level, and he was one of them.

It can be said that it is a standard product of exam-oriented education in the 21st century.

He strives for excellence in all skills that can increase test scores.

The beautiful calligraphy of handwriting has long become instinctive for him.

His character also does not allow him to lose points in exams because of ugly handwriting.

"It's that simple?"

About half an hour later, after reading the script, Huang Jinhao raised his eyebrows and asked Li Zhongwu.

Li Zhongwu turned and looked over, "What's simple?"

Huang Jinhao raised the script in his hand, "What a plot! Don't you think the plot of this script is a bit too simple? At the beginning, the whole village died and only the protagonist brother and sister were left. Then they left the forest and came to Tianfu City.

Later, his sister got sick. Because of an accident, the protagonist started boxing to earn money to treat his sister. What about the plot after that? It was just a series of black boxing matches? Oh, by the way, at the end of the fight, the protagonist

After making enough money, he no longer wants to fight. The big boss who organized the black boxing competition felt unhappy and insisted on forcing him to continue fighting. Then, the protagonist started to fight with the big boss's bodyguards. The fight escalated and he started to use weapons. What happened next?

?Watch until the end of the movie? At the end of the movie, the protagonist’s sister was cured of her illness. The beautiful nurse in the hospital seemed to have fallen in love with the male protagonist and took the initiative to invite him to watch a movie at night? Isn’t that gone? Isn’t the plot simple?

?Don’t you think it’s too simple?”

Li Zhongwu looked at him with squinted eyes.

Until he finished speaking, Li Zhongwu remained silent.

Huang Jinhao stopped talking and looked at Li Zhongwu, waiting for Li Zhongwu's answer.

Li Zhongwu smiled lightly and asked, "Does the plot of a kung fu movie need to be complicated?"

Huang Jinhao frowned, "But isn't your plot too simple?"

Li Zhongwu looked back at him and said calmly: "What else? You have already said that what we are going to shoot this time is a low-cost kung fu film. What I understand as a low-cost film is that the shooting location is simple and the number of transitions is small.

There are few, and the plot is simple, which requires low acting skills of the actors."

When he said this, his mind inexplicably thought of love action movies from the island country.

In my memory, the shooting locations for pure love action movies are very simple. In some movies, the male and female protagonists are in bed the whole time from the beginning to the end. Sometimes, there is not even a bed, so the whole process is made of heaven and earth.

bed.

The number of transitions is also very small, and the requirements for actors' acting skills are also very low. Some actors even have no acting skills at all.

With these memories flashing through his mind, Li Zhongwu paused and continued: "So, for the script I wrote, the location you need to look for is mainly a suitable abandoned factory or unfinished building. 80% of the whole film is

The above plots are all unfolded in this venue, which not only saves venue fees, but also saves the cost of materials and time consumed in changing venues."

Speaking of this, Li Zhongwu looked at Huang Jinhao again, "Moreover, with such a simple plot, we don't need to hire any actors with good acting skills. We can also save a lot on the actors' remuneration. You can also come up with more economical ones."

Script?”

Huang Jinhao frowned and pondered for a while, then said with a tangled expression: "Having said that, isn't your script too simple? It's basically a fighting scene throughout! Is it possible? How about we

How about adding two more sex scenes for the male and female protagonists? Think of it as giving you a bonus! It can also attract the audience more, what do you think?"

The smile on Li Zhongwu's face disappeared instantly and he looked at him expressionlessly.

Huang Jinhao was so frightened by what he saw that he sneered and waved his hands, "Forget it, forget it! Just pretend I didn't say it, but this plot...there are too many fight scenes, and I'm really feeling a little nervous!"

Li Zhongwu: "The selling point of kung fu movies is the fighting scenes, otherwise why would we make a kung fu movie? Besides, the contract I signed with Cao Kun and the others in the past two days, the name of the movie is "Black Fist". If you don't make this, they will

Reason for refusing to appear."

Huang Jinhao: "???"

He clearly remembered that last time Li Zhongwu said that they would each write a script, and whichever one was suitable would be filmed.

Why did the contract signed with Cao Kun and the others lead to a movie titled "Black Fist"?

Asking for monthly ticket

(End of chapter)


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