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Chapter 280 Another Battle

Ping ping ping pong.

On a large platform that looks like it's made of stone but is actually made of rubber, He Daqi and Cheng Long are each holding a halberd and practicing their moves.

Because they had practiced many times in the morning, the two of them were now able to fight back and forth very well.

"stop!"

Cheng Long took a step back and shouted.

He Daqi discovered that Cheng Long had changed his tactics when he was retreating, so without waiting for Cheng Long to shout out, He Daqi also took a step back.

This situation has become common in the past two days, and He Daqi has become accustomed to it.

"Qizi, I've come up with a new idea. Let's fight, and our weapons accidentally get stuck together. We look at each other and then look at our weapons at the same time. Then I realize my weapon is about to break, and you saw it too. After we kick each other, you start slashing at the cracked part of my weapon."

Cheng Long explained while gesturing, looking very excited, as if he was impressed by his own genius.

He Daqi just smiled and nodded without saying a word.

At this moment, he once again warned himself in his heart that he would never film a movie with Jackie Chan again, especially a movie with Jackie Chan as the leading actor.

When the lead actor, martial arts instructor, supervisor, and producer of a film crew are all the same person...

At that time, no matter whether you were a supporting actor or a director, or even an extra or a crew member, you would find this person particularly annoying.

Things are urgent!
Obviously, Cheng Long is such a character now.

God has mercy on him. When He Daqi was in the crew of Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque, no matter whether it was hanging on wires or shooting action scenes, it was basically done by stuntmen. There were very few times when He Daqi did it himself, and even then it was just some very simple shots.

As a result, after arriving here, it took three days to shoot a two or three minute fight scene. During these three days, He Daqi felt like he was here to learn kung fu.

I am obviously a gentle and handsome actor who is famous for his acting skills. How come I am now associated with these warriors?
"Come on, Qizi, let's practice it again as I said."

"……All right."

So the two of them started playing ping-pong again.

Ten minutes later, Cheng Long, feeling that the routine was almost done, smiled and gestured to He Daqi to take a break. Then the two of them walked down the platform, each took a glass of cold drink and started drinking.

"Qizi, you are really good at fighting!"

"Yes, yes!"

“Few people can keep up with Big Brother’s moves after he changed his routine!”

here we go again……

Kua Kua God religion.

Perhaps Cheng Long also felt that it was a bit outrageous for him to ask He Daqi to improve his routine every day, so he arranged a group of people to come over and praise He Daqi every time the two of them finished practicing.

It’s not so bad now. On the first day, the director came over in person to praise He Daqi.

At first, He Daqi was quite curious about this director. Apart from anything else, when he came, Zhou Huimin told him some gossip on the way.

The director’s girlfriend was the actress who played Princess Ziwei in the TV series that He Daqi often watched in Siheyuan during the summer vacation.

Unexpectedly, this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes was also praised by a group of stunt doubles, which led to He Daqi having a very ordinary impression of him.

"Qizi, I think we have practiced enough. Let's start the actual shooting after we have rested. You have worked really hard these two days." Cheng Long took a few gulps of water and said to He Daqi.

You finally feel that it is almost done...

He Daqi's smile now was much more sincere than before, and he immediately nodded and agreed.

When the filming officially started, He Daqi became much more serious.

He really didn't want to continue grinding with Cheng Long, so after realizing the effect Cheng Long wanted, he made every move fiercely and smoothly.

In the camera, Cheng Long was hacked back step by step by He Daqi, and soon the scene of Cheng Long's previous changes was captured. The weapons of both parties were entangled, and they looked at each other, and then one after another discovered the cracks on Cheng Long's halberd.

Almost at the same time, Cheng Long and He Daqi both gave a fierce kick, and both sides took a few steps back awkwardly. Then He Daqi swung his halberd and chopped it several times, and even performed a big spin in the air, and the weapon in Cheng Long's hand broke.

"Good! Great! Passed in one go!"

As the director surnamed Tang applauded, Cheng Long immediately dropped the weapon that was broken into two pieces in his hand, quickly walked to the camera and started watching the replay.

After a moment, Cheng Long gave He Daqi a thumbs up.

"Qizi, I've long said that your stick skills are particularly suitable for filming. See, I was right, wasn't I?"

"Brother, you have a good eye for talent." He Daqi said politely.

"Alright, alright, let's stop filming here for today and call it a day. We'll go to the restaurant and have a nice drink later. As we agreed, be careful with your intake and don't drink too much and be unable to get up tomorrow."

As soon as Cheng Long finished speaking, everyone in the crew cheered, and the director beside him also laughed. Even though it was obviously his decision whether the crew should stop working or not, Cheng Long made the decision without his knowledge, and he looked as if he didn't care.

Seeing that He Daqi had almost taken off his armor, Cheng Long came over, hugged him and asked, "Qizi, what do you want to eat today? There are still many famous delicacies here that we haven't tried yet, such as crispy eel, Taihu three whites, braised spare ribs in sauce, and crab meat soup dumplings. Tell me, what do you want to eat today?"

"Brother, take a break today. I've been here for three days and we've been drinking for three days. I'm a little drunk. Let's take a break first." He Daqi refused with a wry smile.

"Is the little Jew angry?" Cheng Long asked mischievously.

"Yes." He Daqi nodded without hesitation.

It would be a good idea to use Sister Zhou to take the blame at this time, at least it will not hurt the reputation of both parties.

"Hahaha."

Cheng Long laughed a few times, patted He Daqi's arm and said nothing.

……

The nanny car stopped in front of an exquisite courtyard gate.

This courtyard has distinct characteristics of the Jiangnan water town, with classical elegance and white walls and black tiles.

A stream runs through the garden, and there is a pond in the middle. A small pavilion in the pond is surrounded by withered lotus leaves.

The pink wintersweet became the only bright spot in the courtyard. Zhou Huimin was standing next to the wintersweet tree and taking pictures with a digital camera.

As soon as He Daqi entered the door, he was stunned by Zhou Huimin's bright smile. She was wearing a light blue short-sleeved cheongsam with a few pink flowers embroidered on it, which echoed the wintersweet next to her.

"This dress is so beautiful, where did you buy it?"

"I bought a lot of clay figurines in Huishan Ancient Town. Come in with me and take a look. They are so chubby and cute." Zhou Huimin came over with a smile and pulled He Daqi's sleeve and walked into the house.

Agarwood was burning in the room, and a pile of colorful clay dolls were placed on the black and purple sandalwood table.

There's also a small screen next to the table. It's the delicately embroidered screen Zhou Huimin bought yesterday. This woman really knows how to spend money recklessly...

Looking at the mess in the room, He Daqi sighed in his heart.

"In order to prevent the two babies from fighting over them, I bought more than a dozen pairs. Do you think that when I put these clay dolls in front of them, they will be overjoyed?" Zhou Huimin asked, holding He Daqi's arm.

"Yes, of course they will, and I think they'll be happier if they hear the noise."

"What nonsense are you talking about! We have carpets at home, they won't get hurt if they fall." Zhou Huimin patted He Daqi gently.

"Then you really underestimate the destructive power of children."

He Daqi pulled his arm out of Zhou Huimin's arms, walked to the armchair and sat down, then put the manuscript in his hand on the table.

Zhou Huimin came over and sat on the other armchair at the end of the table. She picked up the manuscript curiously, looked at it for a few seconds, and asked with some confusion, "Music score? You wrote a song? By the way, why didn't you go out drinking with me today? Why are you back so early?"

"Can I still go out drinking every day?" He Daqi asked with a smile, then tilted his head slightly and gestured, "This sheet music was given to me by Brother Cheng Long. Xie Tingfeng sings in Cantonese, and I sing in Mandarin. This is my payment for coming here to guest star. The Cantonese version is called Huang, and the Mandarin version is called Huangren."

Zhou Huimin burst out laughing.

"You want me to sing?"

"What? Didn't I sing "A Man Should Be Self-reliant" very well?!"

"Yes, yes, you sing very well."

Having said that, the expression on Zhou Huimin's face was a bit irritating, and the mocking look she gave He Daqi directly broke down He Daqi's defense.

He Daqi stood up and rushed over, put his arms around her waist and picked her up like a chick. Then, after walking a few meters, he threw the giggling Zhou Huimin onto the carved wooden bed.

Zhou Huimin giggled and fluttered her legs on the bed, dodging He Daqi while saying, "Don't tear this cheongsam, I like it very much."

"Then untie it yourself. I don't know how to do it."

night.

Zhou Huimin lay on He Daqi's chest, listening to his surging heartbeat, and rubbed her head against him, which made He Daqi feel a little itchy. He put one hand on Zhou Huimin's head and told her not to move.

"How many days do you have left to finish filming?"

"What's wrong? Have you had enough of this?"

Zhou Huimin raised her head, stretched out her hand to push He Daqi's hand away, then leaned up twice and put her head close to He Daqi's ear and said:

"No, I think we shouldn't rush back after you finish filming. We should stay here for a few days and wander around. We haven't been to Yuantouzhu yet, and we haven't seen the big bronze Buddha either."

"It's almost done. There are no action scenes next. As long as Brother Cheng Long doesn't make any mistakes, I estimate that it will be finished in less than a week. Oh! That's not right! Do we have to go back to Beijing tomorrow?" He Daqi seemed to remember something and started groping for his cell phone.

Zhou Huimin leaned over and turned on the bedside lamp. After a while, they realized that He Daqi's cell phone had been moved under the bed.

"Today is the 16th, and we will indeed be returning to Beijing tomorrow." Zhou Huimin leaned forward, picked up He Daqi's cell phone, opened it and took a look at it and said.

"what time is it?"

"Ten thirty."

He Daqi shook his head and said, "Forget it. Let's talk about it tomorrow when we get to the set. I think Brother Cheng Long is drunk now."

Zhou Huimin put He Daqi's mobile phone on the bedside table, turned around and looked at He Daqi's face which was half bright and half dark under the desk lamp, and she lay back on He Daqi.

He Daqi held her dishonest hand and pushed her away: "Stop making trouble and go to bed early. You have a plane tomorrow afternoon."

"I won't!" Zhou Huimin groaned and tried to move towards He Daqi again.

He Daqi grabbed Zhou Huimin's hair and sneered, "You've truly forgotten the pain now that the wound has healed. Have you forgotten how you begged for mercy just now?"

Seeing Zhou Huimin's dissatisfied look, He Daqi decided to teach her a lesson again.

……

The next morning.

Coming out of the studio, He Daqi said to Cheng Long with an apologetic look on his face: "I'm sorry, brother, I forgot to tell you before."

"It's okay. After all, you're a major supporting actor in Kung Fu. It wouldn't be nice to miss the premiere. I was thinking about it before, but then I forgot about it. I had my own issues with it, too. Besides, a day or two of delay isn't a big deal. As long as you don't go back to the Forbidden City and never come back, that's fine."

"I promise to be back early tomorrow morning."

After waving and saying hello, He Daqi got into the nanny car.

On the way to the airport, He Daqi looked at the large screen in the trunk of the car in front and sighed. He said to Zhou Huimin with disdain, "Can't you find someone to check it in? Do you have to bring it back this time?"

"Just take whatever you can back with you. After you finish filming here and we've walked around, we don't have to take a lot of things back. What's wrong with bringing a batch in advance?" Zhou Huimin said confidently.

He Daqi closed his eyes and rested, too lazy to pay attention to her.

A few hours later, the plane landed.

The two of them hurriedly took a car and went directly to the agreed styling studio.

After tidying up, he hurriedly took a car to the hotel.

"Are we late? I turned off my phone last night, and this morning Zhou Xingxing gave me a fatal chain reaction, calling me four times to confirm the time."

He Daqi took out his cell phone and saw that it was half past two. He clicked his tongue and asked Liu Ying who was sitting in front of him.

Liu Ying turned around and smiled, comfortingly: "It's not late. The staff over there just called and said that Zhou Xingxing hasn't arrived yet, so the time has been postponed to three o'clock. We're just in time now."

"That's fine. It's not good to be late in fulfilling your promise to others."

The premiere of Kung Fu Hustle was divided into two sessions: one was a press conference at the hotel, and the other was a red carpet ceremony and advance screening at the cinema.

As a supporting role, He Daqi completed his task very well, which was to talk less and watch more.

Although reporters kept asking him questions at the press conference, He Daqi always blocked their questions by saying that they would only talk about movies today.

Zhou Huimin was even more outrageous. She only answered three questions before handing the microphone to Huang Shengyi, who was standing next to her and laughing awkwardly, as if she was just there for the formality.

Fortunately, there is Stephen Chow, the lead actor and director, who can attract attention. When the reporters saw that the couple was obviously at odds with each other, they directed all their questions at Stephen Chow.

Wow! The press conference lasted over an hour and Zhou Xingxing was sweating profusely from all the questions he asked.

He attracted all the attention, so the others didn't get much exposure. Huang Shengyi was relatively better off because she was signed to Stephen Chow's artist company, so Stephen Chow threw a lot of topics at her.

The rest of the supporting characters experienced what it means to stand like a minion on the spot.

(End of this chapter)