What If I Accidentally Made My Debut?

Naturally, Qi Lin would not refuse, and brought everyone from Qi's class to the set.

After arriving at the crew, Qi Lin knew why Director Andre said that he would definitely like it, because most of the staff in the crew are of Chinese descent.

Everyone in Qi's class looked at each other, a little dazed.

What's happening here? Is this the legendary Hollywood? Why did it give me a feeling of returning to China to film?

The old man studied English hard in the middle of the night, but when he got there, he found out that they were all Chinese? Is this worth my effort?

Even if they are all Chinese, why are they all men? What about women? What about women?

Qi Lin was also a little dazed, and turned to Director Andre and asked.

"Hey, why are these all Chinese?"

Director Andre looked a little proud: "I have found these people hard, just to make you feel like you are filming at home. We hope you can show your best state!"

Qi Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he thought to himself what the hell is this.

My state is not determined by the Chinese people around me, but Qi Lin is a little touched that Director Andre has such a heart.

Just like the saying that many girls often say, how much money is not important, what I value is attitude!

Seeing this, Wang Xiaohua couldn't laugh or cry, looked around and laughed.

"If the domestic media saw this, they would think that we invested in this movie."

Everyone in the Qi family class also laughed after hearing this, not to mention, they really feel this way now.

Director Andre looked a little smug, and took Qi Lin and others to visit the crew.

The rest area, theater, props area, etc., took everyone to visit, and waited for everyone to finish the tour. While researching what to eat at noon, Qi Lin heard a harsh braking sound coming from outside the door, and then I saw a black man walking in with some arrogant steps.

Qi Lin recognized the other party at the first sight, it was Bill!

After all, reading those materials last night was not for nothing!

The other party was startled when he saw Qi Lin, then he immediately smiled and walked over quickly.

Seeing this, Wang Yi and Xiao Wu calmly stopped Qi Lin, like loyal guards.

Bill, as if he didn't see the two of them at all, wanted to pass through, but Wang Yi grabbed his shoulder.

At this moment, the gene engraved in Bill's DNA seemed to move, and he punched subconsciously, which was exactly what Wang Yi wanted!

By the time Bill realized it was too late, Wang Yi hit him with Bajiquan.

But before the two hit each other, their wrists were firmly grasped by a pair of big hands like iron pincers.

The two turned their heads to look, and saw Qi Lin staring at them with an unkind expression.

"What? Just do it if you disagree?"

Hearing Qi Lin's question, Wang Yi took a step back and said, "Brother, I don't think he looks like a good stubble."

Qi Lin knew that Wang Yi definitely knew Bill, but he deliberately acted like he didn't know him, just to suppress Bill's arrogance.

But Qi Lin didn't expect Bill to be so angry, and he did it without saying a word.

What Qi Lin didn't expect was that this person could speak Chinese, so Bill spoke slowly in very standard Chinese.

"You don't seem like a good stubble, dog R."

Qi Lin was startled when he heard this, and Wang Yi was also startled.

Bill's words are very standard in Huaxia, and the standard is to make Qi Lin think that a Northeasterner is standing in front of him!

That's right, Bill speaks authentic Northeast dialect!

Qi Lin was born in the Northeast, and later his family went to a restaurant in Hengdian, how could he not understand the Northeast dialect?

The rest of the Qi family class also looked like they had seen a ghost, not to mention them, even many people in the crew were stunned.

But Bill glared at Wang Yi again and said, "What? Have you ever seen a nigger who can speak Mandarin? I don't have the eyes to see the one who is trying to pick you up."

Qi Lin was even more confused when he heard this Northeast dialect, which was more authentic than his own.

Immediately, Bill walked up to Qi Lin excitedly, held Qi Lin's hand and smiled.

"Mr. Qi, I have admired your name for a long time! I have always liked Chinese culture very much. When I first saw your fighting, I was astonished! I always thought that Chinese fighting is one of the best in the world. After all, it can be passed down for thousands of years. How could it be possible? There is nothing, but I have not been able to find evidence, thanks to your appearance, I can see the light."

After hearing this, Qi Lin smiled and shook hands with the other party: "You praise me too much."

"No, no, I'm not talking politely, I really think your strength is powerful!"

After Bill finished speaking, he made a few poses on the spot, all of which were the fist moves that Qi Lin used when he was fighting Robert.

Qi Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling more and more that this person is not simple, he can reproduce the movements to this level without anyone pointing him out, if he knows the method of exerting force and honed it for a while, wouldn't he be able to learn it?

I thought so in my heart, but Qi Lin himself understood that it was not realistic, because regardless of the method of exerting force, it is easy to say, but if no one pierces the window paper, he may not be able to get started for a lifetime. This is why traditional Chinese martial arts Almost all the reasons are lost.

According to what Master Qi Lin said at the beginning, in fact, Taijiquan also had a supporting method of exhalation and inhalation and force generation, but unfortunately it was lost later, and in the end it could only be used to strengthen the body.

But after all, it is what Zhang Zhenren has learned all his life. Even if he only knows the moves, it is enough to strengthen his body and use it.

This is also the case with Ang Fist, just knowing the moves is useless, of course, it can be used to strengthen the body, but if you want to play lethality, it is too difficult.

When the people in Qi's class saw a black man punching, they all surrounded him with a smile. After seeing Bill finished the fight, they were a little surprised. They didn't expect this black man to be really capable.

Only Xiao Wu had the calmest expression, because he was the only one among these people who had seen Qi Lin make a real move! He is also the only one who knows the lethality of Qi Lin's Ang Fist.

If you compare Bill's high fist with Qi Lin's high fist, you can only use four words to describe it, and Dongshi imitates it!

Bill was also crazy by himself. After hitting Qi Lin's punches, he started the Bajiquan Qi Lin used.

Even Wang Yi's eyes narrowed now, after all, Qi Lin learned Bajiquan at his home.

After Bill finished his set of punches, he clasped his fists like the Chinese people and said, "Please advise."

Seeing this, Wang Yi's face immediately changed, he snorted coldly and stepped forward, clasping his fists with both hands as well.

"Baji! Wang Yi! Please advise!"

Seeing this, Qi Lin acted as if he hadn't seen anything, and let Wang Yi stand out, just because Bill clasped his fist with his right hand and his left hand just now, this is called fierce worship, and it is also a kind of provocation!