"Director Xu, you ...... this picture"

Ding Xiu silently put down the drawings and silently gave Xu Haofeng a thumbs up: "The painting is beautiful." ”

I don't know if Xu Haofeng is a fan of writing martial arts novels, the above martial arts moves are unreliable at first glance, the two fight to the death, you live and die in just a few minutes, how can you be so sloppy.

He's not different from the mainstream, he's not the mainstream.

Ding Xiu really can't play such a move, it's too shameful, it's okay if the movie is not released, and it will definitely be laughed at by the audience after it is released.

"It's okay." Xu Haofeng said modestly: "The focus is on martial arts moves, do you have any good suggestions?" ”

"My suggestion is to replace them all, like a child playing house, and pass it out to make people laugh."

Xu Haofeng's face turned red, and the martial arts movements he designed with enthusiasm were all rejected by Ding Xiu after a few glances, it was too faceless.

"Why?"

Gao Yuanyuan also widened her eyes, it's not that she hasn't seen an actor or a director, but they are all big actors, Ding Xiu, a little-known little actor, dared to let the director change all the martial arts moves.

The key director hasn't scolded him yet.

"There are too many reasons to say." Crossing Erlang's legs, Ding Xiu said, "I want to ask you, what was the original intention of designing these movements?" Or what you're trying to express. ”

Xu Haofeng took a deep breath and said seriously: "I want to restore the real martial arts, give the audience a different experience, and let them know that kung fu is not flying around like in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." ”

"Kung Fu has no cornices and walls, no sword and sword energy, no three hundred rounds, it is very ugly to fight, and life and death are only in an instant."

"The name of this movie is the Dead Martial Arts, the male protagonist represents that martial arts, you can see the condensation of the rivers and lakes in him, living in modern society, he either integrates or rebels against ......"

Crackling, Xu Haofeng spoke for more than ten minutes in one breath, and in the end, he was so moved.

Gao Yuanyuan and Wang Baoqiang can also feel his love for martial arts, worship and love for martial arts.

In order to show respect for this second-class martial arts youth, Ding Xiu put down Erlang's legs: "Director Xu, have you ever seen martial arts people compete?" ”

After taking a few seconds to soothe his emotions, Xu Haofeng said: "I've seen it, I just drew it according to the scene of their martial arts competition." ”

"How much experience do they have? Is the game life and death? How can you be sure it's real martial arts? ”

"Where did they get so much actual combat experience in these years, it is even more impossible to break the law in a fight, and it is even more impossible to fight to the death, but I can be sure that they all really have martial arts."

"Is their martial arts one fighting Hong Boxing and the other playing Long Boxing, each fighting their own, so it looks funny?"

"It's not Hong Quan and Chang Fist, but it's true that each fights its own, and it doesn't look good to fight."

Ding Xiu plucked out his ears and blew on his little thumb, Gao Yuanyuan leaned back, gritted her teeth, and her face was full of disgust.

"That's right, those of them have practiced martial arts for more than ten or twenty years, and they haven't fought a few times, and they have no actual combat experience at all, but they don't fight their own fights, this kind of fight is confused, and the parties are confused."

"I'm in a good mood today, I'll give you a lesson for free, let you see what kung fu is, and bring two prop knives over."

The crew lived in a hotel, and there was a rented house nearby to put equipment and props, Xu Haofeng made a phone call, and the knife was delivered within a few minutes.

A painted wooden knife, a nine-ring, and a mountain-opening knife will look the same as a real knife if you don't get your hands on it.

At the door of the hotel, Ding Xiu threw the nine-ring machete to Wang Baoqiang, and held the mountain knife himself: "Use your greatest strength to cut me." ”

"Okay brother."

Usually there are many sparring exercises, Wang Baoqiang knows Ding Xiu's strength, and he can't beat ten of them together, so he doesn't plan to be polite.

First, he performed a lunge on the spot, and Xu Haofeng clapped his hands, and then rushed up and made a move at Ding Xiu's head to split Huashan.

The speed was very fast, the force was very fierce, and in an instant, Xu Haofeng and Gao Yuanyuan's hearts stopped.

Although it is a prop knife, it still hurts to hit the head, and if this is implemented, it will be a concussion at the very least.

"Bell!"

To the relief of the two, Ding Xiu just took a step back and blocked it with the knife in one hand.

In the next minute, Wang Baoqiang staged a terrifying knife technique, each knife aimed at Ding Xiu's vital point, either the neck or the brain, or the stomach, or the thighs.

Seeing that Xu Haofeng and Gao Yuanyuan broke out in a cold sweat, fortunately, Ding Xiu blocked them all and took a relaxed attitude.

Glancing at Xu Haofeng, Ding Xiu said: "Look at it, this is martial arts." ”

After speaking, he began to fight back, slashing obliquely, with the sound of whistling wind in the air, the cold hairs on Wang Baoqiang's neck stood up, and he used the knife to rungs in a panic.

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

"Bang!"

Only three knives were blocked, and Wang Baoqiang's nine rings were left with five rings, the front half of the knife body was cut off, the fourth knife could not be caught, and the whole knife came out of his hand.

Shaking off his numb hand, Wang Baoqiang complained: "Brother, your strength is getting bigger and bigger every time, I won't fight with you anymore." ”

Ding Xiu said to Xu Haofeng: "I tried the knife a little, imitating a life and death battle, what do you think is the difference between it and those martial arts masters you see." ”

Xu Haofeng didn't speak, is there a difference, the difference is big, the competitions he saw were all cautious, and the two sides observed each other for a few seconds, and then started.

How can he be as crazy as Wang Baoqiang, he will cut when he goes up, Wang Baoqiang is fierce, Ding Xiu is even more fierce, and a few knives will break Wang Baoqiang's defense and cut off his knife.

He has never seen this kind of fast-paced fight, and he has only seen it in film and television dramas, but he is from the directing department and knows that everything in the movie is fake, it seems to be a wonderful fight scene, and there are countless rehearsals and NG behind the scenes.

Ding Xiu They are so fast, such a long fight, they can't rehearse in rehearsals, and even when Kung Fu Emperor Li Lianjie comes.

"Why do you say it's a life-and-death battle?"

"Because we don't have killing intent." Ding Xiu threw away the wooden knife, clapped his hands and said, "Bao Qiang knows that I can block it, so I can cut it casually, I know that I can hold it, and I am not afraid of hurting him." ”

"The real battle of life and death is much more cruel than this, two soldiers who don't know each other on the battlefield meet, either you die or I die, how crazy do you think it will be?"

"You put those martial arts masters you know on the battlefield, do you see if he can still perform his moves so calmly?"

After being silent for a while, Xu Haofeng said: "You can discuss it with Wang Baoqiang, my only requirement is to be as real as possible." ”

Ding Xiu shook his head: "I don't do it." ”

"Why?"

"This is the job of a martial arts instructor, you let me do it, what do you want."

"What about you?"

"Gotta add money!"

In an instant, the image of a generation of grandmasters that Ding Xiu had just erected in Gao Yuanyuan's heart collapsed and shattered.