Rebirth 2010: I'll be a big shot

Chapter 139 Boy, are you good at fighting?

Author: This month once Teru Furukawa

Chapter 139 Boy, are you good at fighting?

"Master, Xiaomo, I see you are here."

Ding Mo showed mixed emotions and slapped his big hand on the black wooden door, making a "dong dong" sound.

"Crunch!"

The door slowly opened, and a young man came out, wearing loose training clothes, and looked at the three of them.

He knew Wu Jin, and the other two were familiar to each other.

"Mr. Wu, please come inside. Master is meeting guests today."

The young man said politely to Wu Jin.

"Otherwise, we'll wait."

Wu Jin asked, with a somewhat hesitant look on his face. Wu Qingsong had guests, so it would be rude for them to go in directly.

"It doesn't matter, Master said, you are all in the film industry, and you will have the same topics when you sit together."

The young man explained.

Someone from the film industry?

Chen Heyu followed him in with curiosity. No one was practicing boxing in the courtyard. The disciples must have dispersed to meet the guests.

After walking three or five steps further in, you will see an Eight Immortals table placed in the living room. The old man sitting at the head is Wu Qingsong, the master of Bajiquan.

To his left is a middle-aged man with a round face, Sanqi haircut, a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and a very tall figure.

Chen Heyu looked at Wu Jin with some doubts in his eyes.

"Professor of Yanying Directing Department, Xu Haofeng."

Wu Jin covered his mouth with his hand and explained in a low voice.

When Chen Heyu heard this, he immediately remembered, it turned out to be this guy. His works were not well-known. His only movie, "Master", only gained some traffic thanks to the actor Liao Fan's reputation as the best actor.

The total box office was just over 50 million, which was barely equal to the production cost, causing the producer to lose money, and the director was definitely thrown into the street.

But the other party's status in the entertainment industry is not low. As a doctoral tutor in the directing department, he has a lot of talents all over the world. He won the 33rd Hong Kong Film Awards Best Screenplay Award for "The Grandmaster" and is known as the "Last Hero" in the film industry.

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"Mr. Wu, Director Xu, long time no see."

Wu Jin stepped forward to say hello.

"Hey, Director Wu, congratulations, "Wolf Warrior" has done well at the box office. I would be satisfied with this result."

Xu Haofeng smiled and congratulated.

Wu Qingsong nodded, saw Chen Heyu behind him, smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Chen, please sit down."

"Mr. Wu, I'm sorry to bother you, but I brought some tea from my hometown for a change."

Chen Heyu picked up the gift bag and handed it to the young man beside him.

"Mr. Chen, I should be the one to thank you. Xiao Mo didn't cause you any trouble, right?"

Wu Qingsong waved his hands, with gratitude written all over his face.

"Master, I make you worry all the time."

Ding Mo stood aside and bowed.

"After you come out, live a good life. The past is just like the pebbles on the road of life. Kick them away and you will find a smooth road."

Wu Qingsong said slowly.

"Director Wu, who are these two?"

Xu Haofeng adjusted his glasses and motioned to Wu Jin to help introduce him.

"Director Xu, this is my friend Chen Heyu, the boss of Shanhai Film and Television, and this is Mr. Wu's great apprentice Ding Mo, who knows the superb Bajiquan."

Wu Jin introduced them quickly and took several people to sit down.

"Mr. Chen, I have long admired your name. I have a new movie coming out next year. I hope it won't collide with Director Xiao's new work."

Xu Haofeng said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

Who wouldn’t be afraid when meeting Shanhai Film and Television? If it is released at the same time, they will not be crushed to pieces.

"Teacher Xu, you're welcome. You are the master of martial arts movies."

Chen Heyu replied, shaking hands with the other person, and could feel the thick knuckles of the other person's fingers and the calluses on his palms.

"No wonder I can write works such as "The Grandmaster" and "The Taoist Gets Off". I have no martial arts skills and theoretical knowledge, and I can't compile moves like the ape attack technique."

Chen Heyu said secretly.

Next, as they drank tea and chatted, they learned that Xu Haofeng had practiced Xingyi Quan for more than 20 years, and that his grandfather was a disciple of Xingyi master Li Cunyi.

Chen Heyu is interested, Shanhai Video Network is still in the process of planning, and self-made dramas in the early stage are the focus of development.

The popularity of martial arts fantasy dramas has been growing for a long time. Xu Haofeng is a good tool man. The only question is the other party's status. Is he willing to accept Shanhai Film and Television's wooing?

"Director Xu, I wish you a great success in your movie. I have a martial arts book in my hand. When will Director Xu be free to read it?"

Chen Heyu smiled and said, first test the other party's attitude.

"Oh? Who is the screenwriter?"

Xu Haofeng asked, "There are fewer and fewer martial arts movies in China, and editors willing to write martial arts scripts are also very rare."

"Internet novels are not traditional martial arts."

Chen Heyu was a little uneasy, worried that the other party would look down on him. After all, literati looked down upon each other, and there was a natural chain of contempt between physical book authors and online novel writers.

""Dragon and Snake" or "Nine Cauldrons"?"

Xu Haofeng asked with a smile.

"Hey, Director Xu still reads online novels?"

This time it was Chen Heyu's turn to be surprised.

"Martial arts novels are in decline, and martial arts movies are dying. If it weren't for the movie "Xiu Chun Dao", I really wouldn't have the courage to make "The Master"."

Xu Haofeng did not give a positive explanation, but the meaning behind his words was very clear. He was still familiar with these two emerging martial arts online novels, and he did not mean to look down upon them.

"Jiuding Ji, if Director Xu is interested, I plan to make it into a web drama. I will learn the gameplay from the United States and do it season by season."

Chen Heyu asked.

"Frankly speaking, the possibility of making money is very low. If so, is Mr. Chen willing to invest?"

Xu Haofeng asked rhetorically.

Chen Heyu smiled casually. He had Moss AI in his hand, which gave him the opportunity to reduce the cost of special effects. Besides, it was not just a movie or a web series.

"If Director Xu is interested, make an appointment next time and we will chat alone."

He stared at the other person with stern eyes, his expression was calm and calm, and he was not worried about losing money.

"Okay, Mr. Chen, let's leave your contact information."

Xu Haofeng thought for a moment and agreed.

While everyone was drinking tea, suddenly a young man ran in and shouted: "Master, someone outside wants to kick the tavern."

"Let him leave. I only teach people here to strengthen their bodies and keep fit, not martial arts. What kind of gym can he play in?"

Wu Qingsong was not surprised and replied calmly, with no fireworks in his words.

Ding Mo stood aside, somewhat in disbelief.

He remembered that when he was a child, someone would come to his door to look for trouble, and he would be beaten up by his master at the least, and suffer fractures and internal injuries at the worst.

Wu Qingsong is the master of Yancheng Bajiquan!

"Yes, Master."

The young disciple was angry and turned around and left.

Xu Haofeng was familiar with Wu Qingsong's temper in recent years, and did not allow his disciples to fight bravely. The fierceness of his youth was gone. He was not surprised and took a sip from his tea bowl.

"In what era are there still people playing in the gym?"

Chen Heyu smiled.

"You are not in the martial arts circle, so you don't know that even at my master's age, there are often people who want to determine the outcome of a martial arts fight in the name of sparring."

Wu Jin sighed.

"Can't you call the police?"

Chen Heyu asked.

"Do you still want the face?"

Wu Jin smiled bitterly.

Therefore, any boxing sect with a legacy will train a gatekeeper disciple to deal with challengers when one's own energy and blood decline. After all, boxing is afraid of young people.

Ding Mo is the gatekeeper of Bajiquan, but he impulsively spent five years making a living.

"You said you wouldn't be allowed in. Why are you so unreasonable and so arrogant?"

The disciple who had just delivered the message was pushed by someone and was about to fall to the ground.

Ding Mo's eyes filled with anger, he stepped forward to support him, and then looked at the young man who came to challenge him.

He is in his early twenties, with arms like apes, hanging loosely against his sides, eyes bright and full of energy.

Wearing casual pants and a short T-shirt on the upper body, his bare arms are full of muscles.

"Momo Jiji, you dare to say that you practice Bajiquan? If you don't want this sign, just take it off to avoid embarrassment."

The other party said disdainfully and it was hard to hear.

If you say something like "taking off the door sign", it is tantamount to offending people to death.

In Chen Heyu's memory, there is a life experience of a Tai Chi master, who is also very familiar with some rules.

really!

Upon hearing these words, Wu Qingsong immediately stopped his smile and said with cold eyes: "Bajiquan is not dead yet, I will meet you."

"Master, let me do it."

Ding Mo opened his mouth and said.

"I'm not old yet?"

Wu Qingsong shook his head and planned to take action himself.

"If not, I wouldn't mind if you two come together."

The other party said arrogantly, raising his arms to hook the two of them, his attitude was indeed bad.

"Old Mo, I don't like this kid, please teach him a lesson."

Chen Heyu sat in his seat and said with a smile.

"You brat, are you looking for a beating?"

This man stared at Chen Heyu and said harsh words.

Ding Mo was still hesitant at first. After all, he was now Chen Heyu's driver. Taking action rashly would cause trouble for his boss.

But now, the boss speaks, why does he care so much?

"Bajiquan, Ding Mo."

Lao Mo clasped his fists, slowly straightened up, stretched his eyes, and looked at the other party coldly.

"Raise your fists, Xie Zhen."

Xie Zhen saw that Lao Mo was getting ready, and the unstinting energy in his body was gone. He also clasped his fists and announced his home.

Chen Heyu could see that what this man did just now was just to anger Wu Qingsong and agree to a spar.

"It's interesting. There is a movie on Hong Kong Island that will be released in a few months. This Xie Zhen looks like a male protagonist."

Xu Haofeng commented.

"One person's martial arts world?"

Chen Heyu asked.

"Mr. Chen also knows?"

Xu Haofeng said that except for people who pay attention to this field, most people have no impression of this kind of kung fu movie that has not yet been released, and it is also a movie on Hong Kong Island.

"I heard Bao Qiang mentioned it."

Chen Heyu was too lazy to explain and just made nonsense.

While the two were chatting, the two people in the patio started fighting.

The force of the raised fist is fierce, Xie Zhen moves as fast as flying, his skills are strong, and his boxing style is primitive and fierce!

Ding Mo's Bajiquan is not bad either. The moves are concise, short, and fast. When he hits Xie Zhen, the opponent will let out a "snort".

Chen Heyu picked up the tea bowl and looked at it with gusto. With his vision and observation skills, he quickly discovered that Xie Zhen was at a disadvantage.

Putting aside his boxing skills, Ding Mo was superior to Xie Zhen in terms of speed and strength. Within three minutes, the opponent would definitely not be able to withstand him.

Martial arts fighting is different from movies. Victory or defeat only happens in a split second. If you are not careful, you will receive a punch and your body will not be able to bear it, and you will be defeated immediately.

"This Xie Zhen, his mouth is stronger than his skills."

he scoffed.

"Mr. Chen, do you also know martial arts?"

Seeing his fair skin and no calluses on his hands, Xu Haofeng naturally felt that he had not practiced.

"After learning Tai Chi, Bajiquan is a good introduction."

Chen Heyu tells the truth.

Xu Haofeng only thought he was bragging and didn't point it out. He just laughed and watched the fun.

During the tea break, Ding Mo landed a powerful straight punch on Xie Zhen's chest, causing the opponent to retreat and fall violently on the bluestone floor.

"admit."

Ding Mo said proudly.

"Bajiquan is really fierce. You must be Ding Mo, Wu Qingsong's top disciple?"

Xie Zhen grinned in pain, exhaled a few deep breaths, reluctantly stood up again, and returned the favor with fists in his hands.

This time, I was more polite.

Ding Mo didn't have a good impression of him and ignored him. He walked straight back to Chen Heyu and whispered: "Boss, Master, I have not let you down."

"Hey, you're so good at it, it's a shame to be a bodyguard for someone else."

Xie Zhen said unhappily that Ding Mo was a stronger master than him, but he bowed his head in front of a young man, which was too humiliating for a warrior.

Ding Mo gave him a cold look and ignored him.

Xie Zhen asked for trouble, glanced at the situation in the hall, and actually walked towards Wu Qingsong.

"Bang!"

He knelt down directly and said sincerely: "Mr. Wu, I want to become your teacher and learn Baji Quan. Please give me a chance."

Apprenticeship?

Wu Qingsong frowned and said calmly: "Aren't you going to pick on my trademark?"

"Mr. Wu, I'm just afraid that you won't take action. I'm doing this on purpose. Don't take it to heart."

Xie Zhenlai said, while Wu Qingsong was still thinking, he made several "dong dong dong" noises and his forehead became swollen.

This wave of his tricks blinded everyone.

"You are quite accomplished in Aangquan, why do you still want to learn Bajiquan?"

Seeing his sincerity, Wu Qingsong asked.

"Only by learning from others' strengths can we improve. I hope you will give me a chance. In addition, I am willing to pay the tuition."

Xie Zhen took out his bank card and said he didn't intend to have sex for free.

"Master, why don't you accept me and become a gatekeeper disciple?"

Ding Mo advised.

Since he entered, the Baji sect has lost its gatekeeper and has been bullied, and there are not even any disciples to show up.

Xie Zhen's talent is extraordinary, and if he practices Bajiquan for a few more years, he will become a first-rate figure in the Chinese martial arts world.

"Okay, then I will accept you temporarily."

Wu Qingsong took a breath and agreed. Ding Mo's words hit him hard. Yes, there is no gatekeeper and he doesn't speak forcefully.

When he was young, he didn't have such a good temper.

"Senior Brother Ding, please quit your job and stay in the martial arts gym to teach me boxing skills."

Xie Zhen hit the snake with a stick and even called him "senior brother".

"It has nothing to do with you, stay out of my business."

Ding Mo rolled his eyes at him.

Xie Zhen looked at Chen Heyu with disgust, wondering why Ding Mo was willing to be this young man's bodyguard.

"Boy, are you good at fighting?"

Chen Heyu raised his head and looked at him condescendingly.

Times have changed. A gun is fast from seven steps away, but a gun is accurate and fast within seven steps. What’s the point of shooting?

"I can fight ten people like you."

Xie Zhen didn't care about Chen Heyu's identity and waved his hands in disdain.

"Make a bet, I'll sit here and if you can make me move a step, I will fire Ding Mo. If not, after you leave the job, you can give me three years of free driving as a driver."

Chen Heyu hooked his fingers and said with a smile.

"Just you? I'm afraid if I punch you, I'll have to fight you 120 times."

Xie Zhen laughed out loud.

"Mr. Chen!"

"Mr. Chen!"

Ding Mo, Wu Qingsong, and Xu Haofeng all spoke to stop him. Only Wu Jin looked on with a smile on his face, no worries at all.

He knew that Chen Heyu had Tai Chi skills and was much better than him.

"Then don't regret it!"

After Xie Zhen said this, he caught Chen Heyu in the face with a punch.

"You're too slow."

Chen Heyu said disappointedly.

There was a "bang" sound!

He raised his hand and placed it on the center of Xie Zhen's chest, making a sharp "muffled sound". The other party flew out and fell onto the bluestone floor again.

"Ouch."

Xie Zhen was knocked away without seeing anything clearly. His chest didn't hurt, but his butt hurt terribly.

"Tai Chi!"

"Pushing hands!"

Everyone was confused. If Xie Zhen had not fought with Ding Mo, they would have thought that he was Chen Heyu's proxy.

"Boy, do you remember the bet?"

Chen Heyu stepped forward and laughed.

"I'm willing to admit defeat. I didn't expect you to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger."

Xie Zhen hit the ground and said bitterly.

"What kind of tiger are you? You are at most a kitten."

Chen Heyu was delighted and attacked him mercilessly. Who made the other party so arrogant just now?

The look in his eyes was like looking at a little Karami, otherwise he wouldn't have taken action.

"Boss, it turns out you really only need one driver."

Ding Mo thought silently, no wonder his position is that of a driver, not a bodyguard.

The boss moved so fast that he couldn't see clearly. With such skills, he still needs to be protected.

"Mr. Chen, keep it hidden."

Xu Haofeng said with a smile that he has no actual combat ability, but his appreciation level is still online.

"No matter how good your skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives."

Chen Heyu smiled calmly. His family knew about his family affairs. He could knock Xie Zhen away with one palm, which had nothing to do with Tai Chi. With his strength, even Tyson wouldn't be able to withstand a big blow from him.

The system is his foundation!

Wu Qingsong accepted Xie Zhen, which was also a happy event. Everyone moved to a nearby restaurant to celebrate on the one hand and to express their gratitude to Chen Heyu on the other.

Most of the people in the group were from the martial arts circle. Two of the three sentences they said during the dinner were inseparable from boxing, which made Chen Heyu feel sleepy.

Before leaving, he made an appointment with Xu Haofeng and joked to Xie Zhen: "I'll be waiting for you, be my driver."

"Master, do I really want to go?"

Xie Zhen asked with a bitter face.

"If you're not afraid of him hitting you, you don't have to go."

Wu Qingsong laughed and said.

This apprentice is a bit gangster, and Chen Heyu helps him temper it, so he happily agrees.

This chapter explains the protagonist’s force value, mainly to win over Xu Haofeng, join Shanhai Film and Television, and help the protagonist make martial arts, kung fu and other movies.

(End of chapter)