October 1928, the 17th year of the Republic of China, Foshan, Guangdong.

In a bluestone alley in the old residential area in the east of the city, it was originally empty, but in the blink of an eye, two young men and women appeared in the alley.

Fu Xuan hugged Qingqing's waist and looked around, the three-person wide bluestone alley, on both sides were the courtyards of ancient houses with white walls and black tiles, and at the end of the alley was a wall, and the alley was bent over, and it was impossible to see the outside.

Opening his eyes, Liu Qingqing turned his head to look at both sides, and said softly: "1928, Republic of China." ”

Qingqing turned into a sentimental young girl again, Fu Xuan loosened her waist, pulled her little hand and said with a smile: "Let's go, the real Republic of China is still outside." ”

"Well, I'll bring a hat." Liu Qingqing took out a white wide-brimmed hat and put it on, with a pale yellow chiffon dress, highlighting everyone's beautiful temperament, coupled with a graceful figure, but it was a little more delicate.

Fu Xuan was wearing a black Mao suit, tilting his head to look at Qingqing left and right, and raised his hand to lower the brim of her hat slightly.

When the two of them walked out of the alley, they were faced by a wide street, lined with shops on both sides, small stalls and vendors hawking along the street, and there were not many pedestrians.

"Fresh lychees, sweet and beautiful, Yang Guifei said that the concubine wanted it after eating it."

"Liu Bowen's twenty-fifth generation heir, the god of heaven and heaven, only wait for those who are destined, and it is not allowed not to collect money."

"In addition to the nickname, the Liangguang Guoshu Museum is about to be established, and Ruan Lingyu's new film will be released this month." ……

Liu Qingqing took Fu Xuan's arm, and the two walked slowly along the street, attracting the attention of many pedestrians and vendors.

"Fu Xiaoxuan, I want to eat that white snack." Liu Qingqing turned her head to look at a trolley on the left, with square pieces of white pastries on it.

"Uncle, how do you sell this pastry?" Fu Xuan pulled her to the front of the trolley and asked the old man standing behind the cart.

The old man's face was furrowed, wearing a shabby gray robe, looking at the pair of beautiful people in front of him, he said with a smile: "This is Lunjiao cake, sweet and soft, two gentlemen and young ladies are talented and beautiful, Abel, I will give it cheaper, five cents and two yuan." ”

"Then let's get two." Thinking that there were still many snacks on the street, Fu Xuan only needed two pieces, and the old man took out two cyan leaves and wrapped two pastries with his hands.

Fu Xuan took out his pocket to pay, Liu Qingqing took the pastry with both hands, looked at it carefully, it looked delicious, the corners of his mouth curled, and he took a bite of both pastries, it was really delicious.

Turning around and hugging Qingqing to continue walking, Fu Xuan glanced at this Nizi with a smile, forget it, give it all to her, he is not hungry anyway.

"Fu Xiaoxuan, it's delicious, come." Liu Qingqing handed a piece of pastry to his lips.

"Oh, you've eaten it, I don't want it." He said no, but Fu Xuan opened his mouth and bit off half of the pastry, which was quite delicious.

The two walked all the way along the street and ate a lot of pastries, and Fu Xuan bought a copy of Lingnan Daily by the way, but didn't read it in his hand.

When they reached the intersection, the two of them did not know where to go, when a group of marching students, mostly women, came from the street on the left.

A girl wearing a school uniform in a skirt of the Republic of China walked at the front of the line, carrying a loudspeaker and shouting slogans, and the people behind shouted loudly.

"Drive out imperialism." "Drive out imperialism. ”

"Oppose the civil war, unite with the outside world." "Against the civil war, unanimously externally." ”……

A procession of hundreds of people marched past the two men, uniformed in school uniforms, waving fists and shouting deafening slogans.

"This is the Republic of China." Liu Qingqing sighed in a low voice.

"Since we're here, we should do something." Fu Xuan looked at the parade in the distance and said slowly.

Liu Qingqing took his hand and muttered, "Fu Xiaoxuan, I'm hungry, let's solve our stomach troubles first." ”

"Snack goods, let's go."

Walking straight along the street, they found a relatively clean restaurant, and the two chose a corner table and ordered a few dishes casually.

Almost all the tables in the restaurant are full of people, and it is very lively and full of people.

Eating the dishes, the two quietly listened to the chatting of the people around them.

"I heard that the martial arts master of the north, Gong Haneda, and Governor Li are negotiating a big matter."

"You're talking about the Liangguang National Art Museum, right? It has long been reported that Governor Li is ready to invite Master Wan Laisheng to be the hall master, and Gong Lao is responsible for organizing the northern boxers to go south to pass on their arts. ”

"Isn't our southern boxing good, why do you want to invite a northern boxer to be the hall master, I think our Master Ip Man Ye in Foshan is completely competent."

"If he can invite Master Dongye, he won't not accept a single apprentice until now."

"Master Ye is the top of our Foshan, who can apprentice, it's really ......"

"What's the use of you fighting for these, the national crisis is at the head, the fist is divided into the north and the south, and the country is divided into the north and the south? Practicing martial arts to defend the country, no matter where he got his fist. ”……

Listening to the chat at the adjacent table, Liu Qingqing asked in a low voice: "Ip Man's strength is also good, but it's a pity that he doesn't accept apprentices." ”

"Anyway, we don't plan to be his apprentices, so we will come to him at the right time to learn from him." Fu Xuan saw that Qingqing was looking up at a dish on the other side, snickered, and quickly put a piece of fat meat in her bowl.

Liu Qingqing took a bite of the dish, didn't look at the bowl, picked up a ball of rice with chopsticks and sent it to his mouth, biting and biting Liu Mei, looking at Fu Xuan coldly in a blink of an eye, forcibly swallowing the fat in his mouth, it was full of people, and it was too ugly to spit it out.

Fu Xiaoxuan is dead, pour him peanut oil while he is asleep tonight, Luhua is still Arowana, no, tea seed oil is exciting.

"Well, yes, yes, it's delicious." Glancing at Qingqing, Fu Xuan hurriedly fooled, thinking about things in his heart.

It's 1928, and it's eight years before the plot of "The Grandmaster" begins.

The plot of the whole movie spans nearly 20 years, mainly telling the grievances and grievances of the six martial arts masters of two generations during the Republic of China, and their choices in the face of national hatred and family hatred, showing the peerless style of the grandmasters during the Republic of China.

These five grandmasters are the world-famous Xingyi Bagua Grandmaster Gong Yutian, the Baguazhang Grandmaster Ding Lianshan and Gong Ruomei, the Xingyi Boxing Grandmaster Ma San, the Bajiquan Grandmaster Yitian, and the famous Wing Chun Grandmaster Ip Man.

The main characters in the plot are all martial arts masters, and if he and Qingqing don't have any strength, they won't be able to participate in the plot at all. Entered eight years in advance, just to practice martial arts and participate in the plot, of course, but also to improve the strength and strengthen yourself.

The two discussed it before entering this world, and decided to apprentice to Ding Lianshan, the senior brother of Miyahaneda, the Baguazhang Grandmaster.

The place to enter was chosen as Foshan, naturally because Ding Lianshan was in Foshan at this time, and he was an ordinary chef in the Golden Building, the most prestigious ecstasy cave in Foshan.

Senior brother Gong Yutian is famous all over the world, but Ding Lianshan, as a senior brother, can only be incognito, not because he is weak or famous.

It's because this grandmaster killed a Japanese samurai in the Northeast that year, and in order not to affect his junior brother's family, he chose to go south to hide.

It's been twenty-three years.

The strength is not weaker than other grandmasters, or even stronger, and he is a patriot, no matter how you look at it, he is the best apprentice in the world of "A Generation of Grandmasters".

It's just that it is not easy to worship this grandmaster as a teacher.