Chapter 408: The True Face of "Seven Killings".

What kind of movie is "Seven Killings"? What kind of thing did Yang Qi write, direct, and act for the first time?

This is something that many people are curious about.

You can definitely book tickets for the movie "Seven Killings" in advance, and most of the people who came to see the first screening today were people with such curiosity.

It can be said that almost all of the people who chose to watch the first scene of "Seven Killings" today are the ones with the most curiosity, and there are very few exceptions.

Sitting in the theater, Pan Jieyu noticed that before the official screening of "Seven Killings", there were still many whispering and talking people in the theater, but after the release permit and opening credits of "Seven Killings" were played, the theater quickly quieted down.

Most of Pan Jieyu's attention is focused on the big screen, and she is seated relatively far forward and can see it clearly.

The opening scene of "Seven Killings" is very bland, Yang Qi, who is about 1.7 meters tall, appeared on the big screen, with a delicate face, melancholy eyes, and a thin body.

She has also noticed the recent uproar on the Internet - Yang Qi's bone shrinking incident, so looking at Yang Qi with such an image on the big screen, she actually knows the reason in her heart.

But with such a height and such a body shape, Yang Qi does look like going back in time in her eyes, back to the past.

If only we could turn back the clock......

She thought with some regret in her heart.

……

On the big screen, Yang Qi, who had just appeared on the stage, walked out of the bedroom, and it could be seen that his bedroom was very simple, not much better than the four walls of his home.

Coming out of the bedroom, it is a hall house, and the furnishings in the hall are also very simple, with a table of eight immortals, a bench, a wall calendar on the wall, a few small stools on the wall, and a broom and dustpan in the corner of the wall.

Yang Qi picked up a broom and dustpan and silently swept the floor of the hall, it was really the ground! There was no cement, let alone floor tiles and wooden floors.

After sweeping the floor, he walked out of the hall, outside the door was a fence yard, there was a kitchen in the corner of the courtyard, Yang Qi walked into the kitchen and scooped up the water, squeezed some toothpaste on the toothbrush, and went out of the kitchen to squat on the bluestone slab at the door to brush his teeth.

Everything was bland.

After washing, he began to cook porridge, and the firewood was burning in the stove, and he was fine for the time being, so he came to the yard and took off his shirt, revealing a thin but well-defined tendon meat, and silently punched in the yard.

The theater was very quiet, and although Yang Qi's practice on the big screen was silent, every punch and kick gave people a sense of strength.

As he punched more and more punches this time, Pan Jieyu heard a faint whisper in the theater.

I vaguely heard someone behind me whispering, "What kind ......of punch is this?"

Someone else said: "I haven't seen Yang Qi use this set of boxing techniques before! It can't be a specially designed boxing method for this movie, right?"

……

Pan Jieyu listened to it in her ears and shook her head slightly, she will also know this set of boxing techniques, Yang Qi taught her before, it was the Seven Kills Boxing handed down by his family, and it was the boxing method taught by his Seven Kills Martial Arts Hall.

Watching Yang Qi show this set of boxing techniques in the movie, Pan Jieyu felt different things in his heart, and secretly thought: He wants to carry forward this set of boxing techniques! Is this his ideal?

Faintly, she felt that she understood a little bit why Yang Qi wanted to make this movie.

A person's boxing technique, no matter how powerful it is, it is difficult to give people a feeling of being too powerful, because it lacks a decent opponent foil.

But on the big screen, Yang Qi practiced very seriously, obviously practicing boxing in silence, but after a while, under the red light of the morning light, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his naked upper body, reflecting a slight halo in the sun.

In the screening room of another theater, Li Hongyan and Li Han, who were sitting together, couldn't take their eyes off it, although they were Yang Qi's personal disciples, they hadn't seen Yang Qi practice boxing like this in front of them for a long time!

After watching the plot of Yang Qi's boxing practice intently, Li Hongyan turned his head slightly to Li Han's side, and sighed softly: "Master is the master in the end! This punch is too stable! Send and receive freely, combine rigidity and softness, and have a few realms higher than the two of us!"

Li Han also replied softly: "That's for sure! I don't know what the master thinks, he actually showed all the seven killing fists at the beginning of this movie! Isn't he afraid of being learned?"

Li Hongyan laughed when he heard this, "You! If a set of boxing techniques is so easy to be learned, then what else do you need the martial arts hall and the master to do? In vain, you still apprentice before me! Without the mental method and the boxing method, can you practice it according to the gourd and draw the scoop? Do you have a brain?"

Li Han couldn't say right.

……

Zhang Qian is also watching the first "Seven Killings" today.

For a young man and kung fu fan like him, Yang Qi's set of boxing techniques at the beginning made his eyes light up and his heart surging.

From this plain boxing technique, he could feel that Yang Qi's kung fu was really powerful, at least much stronger than him, a beginner in kung fu, and much more powerful than the owner of the martial arts gym where he was apprenticed.

On the big screen, after a punch, there was the sound of pushing open the gate of the fence courtyard, and the footsteps of one person.

The camera turned to a gray-haired old man carrying a cigarette pouch in his hand and entering the door with a rickety figure, and looked at Yang Qi who had finished boxing, and a pleased smile appeared on his wrinkled old face.

The old man said, "Fang'er, is breakfast ready?"

Yang Qi hurriedly went over to help the old man, and replied in his mouth: "Well, it should be fine!"

The old man patted the back of Yang Qi's hand, nodded and said, "Okay! Then you can wipe your body and start eating! Your father will be back soon!"

Yang Qi agreed, helped the old man to the hall and sat down, then went to fetch water to scrub his body, and then brought a few plates of side dishes to the table, and served three bowls of porridge.

"Daddy, where did you go this morning?"

When he put down the porridge, Yang Qi asked his grandfather calmly.

The old man smiled again, and while holding chopsticks and preparing to drink porridge, he said with a smile: "Today there are guests coming to our house, and I will ask your father to go to the market in the morning! Let him cut some meat and buy a fish to come back to entertain the guests!"

"Oh, what kind of guest?" Yang Qi just picked up the chopsticks, stopped unexpectedly when he heard the words, and turned his face to ask.

"An old friend I haven't seen in a long time!

The old man said with a smile and began to drink porridge, and it could be seen that he was in a good mood today.

Yang Qi was silent, stopped asking, and began to eat.

As soon as they had taken a few sips of porridge, there were footsteps outside the courtyard, slightly heavy footsteps, followed by a rough man's voice.

"I'm back!"

Yang Qi and his grandfather turned their heads to look at the door of the hall, and soon, the light at the door suddenly dimmed, and a man about 1.8 meters tall carried a knife of meat and a grass carp with a straw rope wearing his mouth into the door.

"Dad, come and eat, are you hungry?" Yang Qi shouted with a smile.

"Hey!"

The man agreed, hung the fish on the iron hook on the wall at the door, and strode into the house.

This is the beginning of "Seven Killings".

It seems to be plain, but it is very stable! It is very down-to-earth, and the feeling of a rural farmer comes out at once.