Today's filming of "Red Bridge Club" went relatively smoothly, and the shooting was completed at more than 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Just after taking the money to disband, Lao Song called Zhao Yu to go to a dumpling restaurant in the living area, specially ordered a few plates of dumplings filled with leeks and eggs, and then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"I ordered your favorite dumplings, come here!" said Lao Song, and then hung up the phone.

Zhao Yu also wondered! Did this old Song call the director? It's too casual, isn't it? Could it be that they have a good relationship?

I wondered for a few minutes, and a person hurriedly walked into the dumpling restaurant, and when he saw Lao Song, he said, "Second brother, what good actors do you want to introduce to me?"

Second brother, are they relatives?

"Sit!" Old Song pointed to the stool.

The man didn't care, so he sat down, but he didn't stop: "I can tell you! Our main role in this play is one less heroine, and the other supporting roles have been decided." ”

Zhao Yuhu looked at the two suspiciously, but still couldn't figure out what the relationship between the two was.

Lao Song pointed to the man and introduced: "This is my younger brother, the fourth child in the family, and most people call him Song Laosi." It's good if you call the fourth brother!"

"Fourth brother!" Zhao Yu called out respectfully, and then helped Song Laosi pour tea.

Song Laosi glanced at Zhao Yu and nodded: "The little brother is very handsome! It's a material to be a star, if the second male in our play is not designated by the investor, I will definitely pull you to play the second male lead." ”

When Lao Song heard this, he frowned and scolded: "Okay, I'm not looking for you to play a role today." ”

When Song Laosi heard this, he immediately laughed, and he was obviously relieved.

"My little brother's name is Zhao Yu, and he is quite honest. Don't you want to find a martial arts stand-in for the heroine? My little brother is also a practitioner, you give a check!"

When Song Laosi heard this, he immediately became interested, looked at Zhao Yu, and looked at him carefully.

"The little brother's body shape is quite suitable, I don't know what kind of martial arts the little brother practiced?"

Zhao Yugang wanted to report the name of the Tianshan Folding Plum Hand, but he stopped when the words came to his lips: Is there such a martial art as the Tianshan Folding Plum Hands in this world? But if you don't report the Tianshan Folding Plum Hands, then what is the name of the report? I don't know much about the martial arts of this world! Report Taijiquan, Bajiquan, or Xingyi Boxing?

What if there is no such thing in this world? Zhao Yu was entangled, and after struggling for a long time, Zhao Yu still made up his mind and directly reported to Tianshan to fold plum hands! He pretended to be embarrassed and said: "I have been practicing blindly by myself since I was a child, and no one else taught me. ”

As soon as Lao Song heard this, his face was a little unsightly, you kid are teasing me, right?

Song Laosi's face was also strange, obviously the same as what Lao Song thought.

Everyone is an old boxer, so they will create their own martial arts, you are a young man who dares to say that he created his own, do you think it is a playhouse?

Of course, Zhao Yu knew what they thought, but he couldn't explain it, so he had to talk nonsense: "My hometown is in Songjiang Province, and there is a mountain called Tianshan Mountain near my home, with some plum trees on it. ”

Lao Song's face was even darker, but Song Laosi playfully picked up a pair of chopsticks, held them tightly, and said to Zhao Yu: "Then you should treat these pair of chopsticks as plum blossoms, let me see how you fold plums!"

Obviously, Song Laosi didn't take Zhao Yu's words to heart, and only thought he was boasting.

But Zhao Yu didn't think so, he thought it was an opportunity, so he arched his hand and said, "Then forgive me for offending!"

"Come on!" Song Laosi didn't care at all.

When Zhao Yu saw Song Laosi's gesture of chopsticks, he wanted to hold a sword, and immediately stretched out his hand, grabbed the chopsticks with two fingers, and then twisted them slightly, and the chopsticks immediately broke. Zhao Yu withdrew his hand, the thin end of the chopsticks was in Zhao Yu's hand, and the thick head was still in Song Laosi's hand.

This description is very cumbersome, but everything happened very quickly, from Zhao Yu reaching out to withdrawing his hand, not even a second. Because for the sake of effect, Zhao Yu did not hesitate to use internal force. Although his current internal strength is not very much, it is still easy to break a pair of chopsticks.

Song Laosi saw Zhao Yu stretch out his hand, and then retracted it again, with a sneer in his heart, "You have this ability? You dare to brag about creating martial arts?" But the next moment he was stunned, he found that the chopsticks in his hand were half of them, what was going on?

Lao Song's face was even more ugly, seeing that this kid was also a responsible person in the past few days, he didn't expect that he would be a person who didn't breathe when he said big things. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, but he couldn't attack in front of his brother, so he had to urge the waiter loudly: "Are our dumplings not all right?"

"Right away!" the waiter immediately replied.

Lao Song just wanted to take advantage of the situation to have a seizure, so that he could get out of this evil breath in his heart. But before he could say anything, he heard his brother say excitedly: "Little brother, how did you do it?"

How did you do it? Old Song turned his head and saw that only half of the chopsticks in his brother's hand were left? What was going on? Old Song was puzzled. When did those chopsticks break?

Old Song looked at Zhao Yu, but saw that Zhao Yu put the two halves of chopsticks on the table very pretendedly, and said modestly: "The carving insect skill makes the two old brothers laugh." ”

But Lao Song and Song Lao Si didn't think that this was pretending, and only thought that Zhao Yu was being modest.

Song Laosi couldn't suppress himself, his heart was itching and unbearable! What kind of stunt is this? Just like that, a pair of chopsticks will be broken as soon as he stretches out his hand, so in a martial arts drama, this is definitely a broken sword, or a human life is gone!

"Little brother, tell me quickly, how did you do this?" Song Laosi asked urgingly.

Zhao Yu was about to explain, but was held down by Lao Song, only to see him smile and say: "Fourth, let's not talk about this first, you have also seen the level of my brother, but I don't know if you use it?"

"Of course you use it!" Song Laosi said loudly: "Little brother's kung fu is so good, we don't have to be fools!"

"Then how much do you give?" asked Old Song teasingly.

Song Laosi pondered for a moment, and then said: "What about our play! The heroine doesn't have too many dangerous scenes, at most she hangs Weiya in the woods, so the stuntman is generally 200 yuan a day, with the group, no matter how many plays, as long as he is in the group for a day, it is this price." Of course, the little brother's skills are so good, he must be different from ordinary stuntmen, and I can only give the little brother 300 yuan a day at most. ”