This actor needs more money

"The machine follows the motorcycle, waits for it to land, and then the samurai on the left rushes towards Hongye."

"do you understand?"

"clear!"

"Is it clear?"

"clear!"

"Get ready, come!"

In April, the crew was on site.

Today's play is very special. The extras are all performed by the crew. The lighting, photography, props, and director are all from the original crew.

Feng Yuxiu found the weapon king Hongye to compete with him.

At this time, Hong Ye was already a well-known martial arts star.

On the set, director Chen Desheng made a cameo appearance. After shouting preparations, the motorcycle hanging Wia fell to the ground with a bang.

"Who let go of the motorcycle? Who let go of Wia?"

Chen Desheng, who plays his true character, cursed loudly.

In the camera, Feng Yuxiu walked out limping.

Wearing high-top black Martin boots, jeans, a cardigan and a hooded jacket, with his hands in his trouser pockets, he just looked at everyone calmly.

The director yelled: "Who is this? Whoever let him in, get him out."

"Who are you? Get out. This is not where you should be."

A samurai actor carrying a sword pushed Feng Yuxiu.

The next second.

Feng Yuxiu grabbed the warrior's palm with one hand and pressed down, causing the warrior to kneel on one knee.

Feng Yuxiu smoothly pulled out the sword from his back and thrust his backhand into a staff member next to him.

Instantly stabbed one through the other.

The staff member had blood coming out of his mouth and did not dare to move at all.

Feng Yuxiu had a scar on his face and said with a ferocious expression: "It's none of your business, just go away."

The onlookers dispersed in a hurry, leaving only martial arts star Hong Ye.

"The Kung Fu masters I know will hide their secrets as soon as they reach a high level. The king of weapons of this generation wants to transform into martial arts. Who would have thought that the Kung Fu of an actor is not performed."

"Feng Yuxiu, please ask for advice."

When Wang Baoqiang was speaking his lines, many people at the scene glanced at Ding Xiu intentionally or unintentionally.

Once the kung fu is high, it is hidden. Who would have thought that the actor's kung fu is not performed. This sentence refers to Ding Xiu.

Among the martial arts stars in the entertainment industry, all their martial arts are performed, but Ding Xiu is the only one who can really fight.

If it weren't for his many impressive achievements in real life.

Otherwise, just watching movies and TV shows, who would have thought that his kung fu is real?

The filming continued, with Wang Baoqiang and Li Wang going back and forth, fencing each other in a dizzying manner.

Sword versus sword, knife versus long stick, this fight presents a visual feast.

"Click!"

"Pass!"

"Get ready and take the next picture."

As soon as the director called it over, Wang Baoqiang walked to the sidelines to rest in sweat.

The amount of action in this scene is very high, the action is also very difficult, and the risk factor is high. If you are not careful, you will hurt someone with the sword.

When rehearsing before, he and Li Wang both wore helmets to rehearse, for fear of sticking their swords into people's eyes.

Fortunately, the two of them have excellent skills and have rehearsed many times, so there were no near misses.

"Baby, you are tired. Wipe your sweat."

As soon as Wang Baoqiang came over with the sword, he saw Ding Xiu personally handing him a towel.

Not knowing what was going on, he felt numb and said unaccustomedly: "Brother Xiu, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I found that I cared too little about you before." Ding Xiu took the sword from his hand, pressed him on his seat, and said with a smile: "I was the one who spoke too loudly before, I want to apologize to you. .”

Baoqiang's scalp was numb: "Brother Xiu, don't be like this, I'm scared."

"Do you want to borrow money? How much? Just tell me. If it's not enough, I'll mortgage the house and lend it to you right away."

The two have known each other for more than ten years, and Ding Xiu has always bullied him, so he is used to it.

This happened suddenly, and I felt very nervous.

If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion and he was afraid of being beaten, he would have wanted to ask Ding Xiu if he had had a physical examination recently and found out that he wasn't having many good days, and that's when his conscience made a discovery.

Ding Xiu smiled and said: "Nothing, what do you think I do to you?"

Wang Baoqiang frowned and said, "Okay, that goes without saying."

Ding Xiu was really nice to him. They had nothing to say for so many years, and the two barely slept in the same bed.

Being bad to him is also really bad, and there is no shortage of punishments for him.

But these are two different things.

Brother Xiu's hands were almost squeezing his neck now, so of course he said yes.

"Sister Yuanyuan will call you later to ask about me. Don't talk nonsense."

Ding Xiu squinted his eyes and said in a serious tone.

Ever since the photo taken by Wang Baoqiang some time ago, Ding Xiu seemed to have poked Gao Yuanyuan into a hornet's nest.

He was beaten every once in a while, and yesterday he said that Bao Qiang would be the one to supervise him in the future.

It's not that Ding Xiu is afraid of Gao Yuanyuan, but that they are about to get married and he doesn't want to make any mistakes.

It definitely has nothing to do with Gao Yuanyuan telling Yao Mozi that the next time she does errands, while he is asleep, she will have chicken stewed with mushrooms or Kung Pao chicken.

Baoqiang immediately understood that he was afraid of being inspected, no wonder he suddenly seemed like a different person.

In an instant, he straightened up.

"Xiuzai, what you said is out of context."

Wang Baoqiang crossed his legs and squinted his eyes, signaling Ding Xiu to pour water.

Ding Xiu also handed over the water knowingly.

After taking a sip, Baoqiang frowned: "This water is a bit cold."

"Really? I'll change right away. By the way, Qiangzi, I see that two sets of your movements are not very standard. Let's do a few moves later and I'll improve them for you."

"Cold water is good. I happen to be a little hot. Drink something cold to quench my thirst."

Wang Baoqiang stood up, grabbed Ding Xiu, pushed him down on the chair, and went around behind him to massage his shoulders.

Even though they call him a strongman, he still dares to show off, and he can't stand it even if he comes back to coach him.

Ding Xiu is a petty person and is very good at avenging public and personal grievances. Taking the opportunity to beat him up is a common operation.

"Brother Xiu, don't worry. I understand. I'm of the same mind as you. I won't tell Sister Yuanyuan about you picking up girls and peeking at Bai Bin."

Ding Xiu glared at him: "When did I take a peek? Don't talk nonsense."

"Ah, yes, yes, it was me who said nonsense, you two are innocent."

Wang Baoqiang pouted.

He admired Ding Xiu's confident appearance.

During the previous training, Ding Xiu taught Bai Bin how to practice swordsmanship step by step. Several times he witnessed Ding Xiu quietly eating human tofu.

It made people's faces turn red.

"Brother Xiu, I'm not talking about you. You still have to learn from me when it comes to family status. Look at when that person in my family dares to interfere with my affairs."

Ding Xiu said earnestly: "Qiangzi, sometimes it's not a good thing for women to ignore you."

Before the filming of One Man's Martial Arts began, Bao Qiang trained with him every day. He was so exhausted every day that he went home and fell asleep.

In those days, his wife called him and asked him to save some energy for Bao Qiang.

Then there was silence.

A woman will only care about you if she cares about you. If she really doesn't care, she won't care if you die outside.

Just like Gao Yuanyuan knew that he was very yang-y and energetic at a young age, so she took advantage of the time to beat him up.

If someone can't come to the scene, they have to throw two videos to him.

Let him hand in his homework.