Chinese entertainment starts with Hong Shixian

Chapter 212 The New Director, the Director of Brotherhood of Blades

Zhen Zidan wasn't stupid. Looking back now, he realized that his current predicament was entirely a trap set by Qi Hui.

Weaponry competition, signing risk agreements... step by step, they dragged him into the trap.

At the time, he was actually complacent, thinking that victory was in his grasp.

Looking back now, Zhen Zidan wants to slap himself a few times. How could he have been so stupid? How could he not have noticed something was wrong?
Jingle bell bell~
Just then, the agent's phone rang. He glanced at it, walked out of the ward, and answered the call.

Meanwhile, the doctor rushed over and examined Zhen Zidan.

A few minutes later, the doctor left, and the agent returned.

"It's a call from the film crew," the agent said. "Qi Hui said he's willing to pay all your medical expenses... but only medical expenses."

"However, he has a condition..."

"You want me not to sue him?" Zhen Zidan raised his eyes.

“No, he’s not afraid of you suing him.” The agent shook his head: “He didn’t say anything. I guess he did this because he doesn’t want this matter to involve him.”

"Therefore, I request that you be compensated through the production crew."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Zidan was slightly taken aback, his mind racing.

When Qi Hui actually offered to compensate him, he hesitated to accept it.

He feared this was yet another trap set by Qi Hui.

Thinking about Qi Hui's behavior before the fight started, he felt a chill run down his spine.

This bastard is so powerful, yet he completely ignored his provocation.

He kept showing weakness, gradually leading himself into a trap, before finally dropping all pretense.

They even beat him so badly he looked like this, damn it!

I'm already 49 years old, and this young man has absolutely no sense of martial ethics!

Now Qi Hui has come again, claiming he is willing to make compensation, which seems to be another show of weakness.

It seems to be drawing me into this hobby.

He now has two options: accept compensation or not fight to the death.

One option is to refuse compensation and fight him to the death.

After pondering for a long time, Zhen Zidan decided not to choose either of the two options, but to choose the third:
I will not accept compensation, nor will I fight him to the death!

……

Is this compensation a trap? Zhen Zidan doesn't want to gamble anymore.

Even if he wins the bet, he won't benefit much; it's not like he can't afford the medical expenses.

Rather than that, it's better not to gamble.

He won't lose as long as he doesn't gamble.

Therefore, he did not want this so-called compensation.

Taking a deep breath, Zhen Zidan said, "Reject him. I don't need his money."

"Please pass on a message to him, telling him the competition is over, the grudges are settled, I won't pursue the matter, and he shouldn't go too far," Zhen Zidan said.

"Also, please help me submit my resignation to the production team. I can't continue working here."

"Okay..." The last sentence surprised the agent. It seemed that the beating had sobered Donnie Yen up quite a bit.

Sometimes, getting a beating isn't all bad!

As his agent, he knew very well how arrogant Donnie Yen had become over the years.

Sometimes, wiping his butt is exhausting for him.

Shortly after.

Qi Hui was completely baffled by what Zhen Zi's agent said. What did he mean by "the grudges have been settled and don't go too far"?

Why do you sound so wary?
……

After the holiday, Qi Hui returned to the set of "Painted Skin 2".

Qi Hui noticed that the crew members were looking at him strangely, as if they were afraid of him.

Wuershan returned in a wheelchair, her gaze towards Qi Hui complex, though she dared not speak her anger.

Now he is basically certain that Qi Hui was responsible for his broken leg.

There's just no evidence.

Faced with these gazes, Qi Hui scratched his head, speechless for a moment. Am I that scary?

"Hi, Qi Hui." Zhou Xun jumped over to greet him.

Once we got to know each other better, she wasn't pretentious at all and was quite easygoing.

"Brother Xun, am I that scary?" Qi Hui pointed to his face and asked, puzzled.
Why are they all looking at me like that? It's like they're afraid of me.

Zhou Xun chuckled: "You went to two film sets, and someone on both sets broke their leg. Who isn't afraid of you?"

At this moment, Chen Kun also walked over and said with a sneer, "Tell me the truth, did you really break Zhen Zidan's leg?"

How could Qi Hui tell the truth? He vehemently denied it, saying, "How could that be?"

"If I had that skill, I would have been a martial arts actor long ago."

Zhou Xun and Chen Kun exchanged a glance, half believing and half doubting what he said.

The main problem is that there's no video, and there's no official confirmation, so they simply can't verify it.

However, this topic didn't continue because a new person joined the crew. Not an actor, but the director.

Producers Wang Zonglei and Pang Hong announced a press conference, and even pushed Wuershan in a wheelchair over.

The production team announced Wuershan's injury to the public and also stated that Wuershan would continue working despite his injury.

These media outlets were all brought in by Huayi, and no one asked any tricky questions. The entire press conference passed in a very peaceful atmosphere.

This press conference wasn't for the general public, but for the investors.

Otherwise, what if the investors withdraw their investment?
However, that's the reality.

Wuershan broke his leg and couldn't even sit in a wheelchair for long periods, let alone continue filming.

Therefore, Wang Zonglei and others found a new director to be Wuershan's director of photography.

Just like Guo Fan and Qi Hui in "Love is Not Blind".

At that time, Guo Fan only needed to film, while Qi Hui had to consider many other things.

The same logic applies to Wuershan and that new director.

Qi Hui looked at the director and found him increasingly familiar.

"Hello, senior." The new director saw Qi Hui looking him up and down and immediately stepped forward to greet him: "I am Lu Yang from the Directing Department, Beijing Film Academy, Class of 07."

"Hello, hello..." Qi Hui shook hands warmly.

He remembered who this person was: the director of two "Brotherhood of Blades" films, very talented.

Of course, talent is one aspect, but his father is another.

His father was the head of the Film and Television Department at the Central Academy of Drama.

His position at the Central Academy of Drama is similar to that of Lao Wang, the vice dean of the acting academy, at the Beijing Film Academy.

"Please take care of me in the future," Lu Yang said modestly.

"You're joking, you're joking." Qi Hui waved his hands repeatedly: "You're the director, you should be the one looking after me."

"Then we'll look after each other, look after each other," Lu Yang said, feeling as if he were bathed in a spring breeze when he was with Qi Hui.

"Yes, yes, we look out for each other." Qi Hui said with a smile, "This is Zhou Xun, Brother Xun."

"This is Chen Kun, our senior from the class of '96. Our teacher Zu Feng was in the same class as him."

Qi Hui introduced him to two people, and they got to know each other.

Lu Yang greeted them repeatedly, and the room was filled with laughter and conversation, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

At this moment, Yang Mi walked over, and Lu Yang greeted her with a smile.

Yang Mi has become quite famous recently, and Lu Yang certainly knows that.

"Hello." Yang Mi smiled and nodded, neither warm nor cold.

"His father is the head of a department at the Central Academy of Drama," Qi Hui whispered to Yang Mi.

"Oh~ Director Lu, hello, hello." Yang Mi immediately changed her demeanor and shook hands warmly.

"Junior brother is truly talented. He became the director of a production worth hundreds of millions not long after graduating from school."

Lu Yang smiled and nodded, without saying anything more.

After a brief chat, we went to the film set.

Filming won't start so soon, after all, Lu Yang is new, and the crew was suspended for two days, so it will take some time to get back on track.

I guess we can resume filming this afternoon... right?

Unfortunately, things did not go as expected.

Lu Yang looked around once, then coldly raised his question:
Why are all these clothes in a Japanese style?

"What the heck? Isn't Zhou Xun wearing a kimono?"

"Is this armor from the Han Dynasty?"

"Also, wasn't Zhou Xun playing a pipa? Why does it sound like a Japanese geisha?"

"Damn it, what the heck are these clothes? Why are they all Japanese style?"

"Wait, who designed this costume? Did they have anything like this in the Han Dynasty?"

"Damn it, who did this? Is the person who did this a traitor?"

"No, it has to be changed. I don't interfere with the storyline, but this garbage costumes and visuals have to be changed!"

"Otherwise, you can find whoever you want to do this job, I can't do it!"

"..."

The sounds coming from the director's tent left everyone in the crew looking at each other in bewilderment.

I thought that Qi Hui, who dared to slap the director in public, was already young and impetuous enough, but I didn't expect that someone was even more courageous than him!

Who is this?!
Faced with Lu Yang's demands, producer Pang Hong felt a headache coming on and just wanted to bang his head against the wall.

Why is making a movie so complicated?

In the wheelchair, Wuershan's face was frighteningly dark, his fists clenched, as if he wanted to hit someone.

damn it!
“Hehehe…” Outside the director’s tent, Zhou Xun and Chen Kun exchanged a glance, their faces full of schadenfreude.

"Hehehe..." Qi Hui and Yang Mi exchanged a glance and let out a series of strange laughs.

Wonderful!

(End of this chapter)