This is the first round of his fight with Fan Shaohuang, just to find out. They still have to negotiate the shots they really want to use in the later stage.

"Brother Fan, are you okay?"

Huo Yunting retracted his skills, a little worried.

Although he has a measured foot, after all, it is a weak joint, and no matter how well the force is controlled, he can't withstand the brittleness of this joint.

After moving his ankles and ankles, Fan Shaohuang smiled on his face, "It's not a big problem." ”

Fan Shaohuang is not from a learning Shaobeiquan background, from a certain point of view, he is more like Huo Yunting, who has learned a lot and miscellaneous.

His father Fan Meisheng and Bruce Lee are good friends, and he has always been considered Bruce Lee's nephew.

Beijing turn, such as eagle fist, taekwondo, dragon-shaped eighteen ...... His mentors are innumerable.

Unlike Huo Yunting, who is limited to Wing Chun, his fists and feet don't have to be 100% Shaobei boxing, and it doesn't hurt to mix in something else.

It's nothing if you lose in a serious competition, but now that people only use Wing Chun, it would be a bit too much to say if they still lose.

Looking at Huo Yunting, who had asked his hand, all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he held the long knife hanging on the wall-

"Mori~"

The blade is sharp, and the hissing sound is piercing. The eight-method knife was wrapped around his head, Ye Man retreated a few steps, and suddenly pulled out a feather duster from the vase.

"I'll go, with a feather duster." Ye Zhun couldn't help but say, "This is crazy enough." ”

This feather duster has a little hand, and when he pinched his finger bones hard, he noticed that the bamboo pipe was solid. But even if it's solid, how can it be compared to a knife?

The eight-law knife is too cumbersome to catch up with this feather duster. The bamboo pipe crackled and shook on his body, and Fan Shaohuang grinned in pain.

In the end, he found the right time and slashed it down, and for a while, the feathers were flying, and the duster was cut into two pieces after all.

Fan Shaohuang was also slightly relieved in his heart, he finally won a game.

The long knife against the broken stick, the advantage is in me. This is an opportunity not to be missed!

The thought flashed through his heart, Jin Shan found his hand and dragged the long knife and rushed forward, slashing sideways, Huo Yunting retreated again and again to dodge.

Retreating to the point where there was no way back, his heel suddenly hit the wall, Jin Shan found a big knife and scraped it horizontally, and hurriedly lowered his head to dodge.

The eight-magic knife was still scraping on the wall, Huo Yunting suddenly pinched the bamboo stick, stared at the armpit, shook his wrist, and with a "snap" sound, the bamboo stick rushed out like an arrow off the string.

hit the armpit, Fan Shaohuang's face suddenly distorted. The hand holding the broadsword began to tremble uncontrollably.

If it weren't for the strip of cloth wrapped between the hand and the hilt, the knife would have fallen off and fallen to the ground.

The bamboo stick was just right and poked at his extreme spring point.

"Click!"

Hong Jinbao suddenly shouted to stop.

Huo Yunting patted the soil on his body and walked out from under the big knife stuck in the wall. Fan Shaohuang waited for his wrist to slow down, and then arched his hand towards Huo Yunting with a wry smile.

"Brother Murder, I have accepted your skills."

Huo Yunting also waved his hand modestly, "Brother Fan's words are too polite, and I am just lucky." ”

By the skin of one's teeth? This is not a fluke.

As soon as the bamboo stick was thrown, there was a popping sound. This is not a fluke.

"Master Huo, your last hand is not Wing Chun."

"Brother Fan, your eight-magic knife is fierce and ruthless, I have to guard against it."

The last hand that threw the bamboo stick was indeed not Wing Chun, and it was the number of missiles used. In today's scenario, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it a flying stick.

Fan Shaohuang didn't speak, but just arched his hand again.

Hong Jinbao beckoned the two over and briefly talked about the part of the fight just now, and showed them the replay from the monitor.

The problem is not big, the only suggestion put forward by Hong Jinbao is that the section of the feather duster in the back should be retained, and it should not be broken, and the other party should be won with a feather duster.

If the time is reclocked by more than a month, then Huo Yunting will not be able to agree.

Wide square, the big open and closed Shaobei Fist defeat to Wing Chun is already outrageous, if you have to add the use of a feather duster to win the game, this is a bit too much.

But if it is said that filming a superhero-like Ip Man, then Huo Yunting feels that even if he takes the white blade empty-handed, it seems more reasonable.

agreed, and went to perfect the set with Fan Shaohuang, and Chen Zhihui put forward some opinions from time to time on the side.

After two or three days of hard work, the martial arts scenes he and Jin Shan found were filmed. At this speed, let alone Ye Weixin and Huang Baiming, even Fan Shaohuang was shocked.

Filming, the most grinding and time-consuming is this martial arts scene.

If an actor doesn't know how to martial arts, he has to spend a lot of time learning and studying these martial arts routines.

Although the know-how is good, it does not mean that you can sit back and relax. Although the fight between Deputy Director Chen and Fan Shaohuang has not yet been filmed, the two have also tried each other in other venues before, and the results are not ideal.

An actor like Huo Yunting, who can end in two or three days from run-in to completion, even if he can't pick a few in the country.

Huang Baiming sighed in his heart, although there were not a few badminton masters he met in the past, but when it came to Dingtian, he was also a non-professional, and today he came to the national team.

This feeding the ball and the ability to catch the ball are really strong.

Hong Jinbao is also impressive. This kid's skills are unabated compared to a few years ago, like riding a rocket.

Although I have heard many of his deeds, I still have to see it with my own eyes before I believe it, as the saying goes, it is better to see than to see.

After filming the martial arts scene with Fan Shaohuang, the scene of the Ye family's mansion came to an end for the time being. Huo Yunting packed his things and prepared to go to the United States.

Before leaving, he asked Huang Baiming, he still had no big scene to film, Huang Baiming raised two fingers: Fight devils, or fight devils.

One is to fight the leading devil Miura, and the other is to fight ten judo masters.

Huo Yunting pondered for a moment and asked, "That group of judo masters, do you use group performances or do you use real ones?" ”

"Miura's actor Hirochi Ikeuchi is indeed a person who understands judo, but he doesn't know much, he only knows some basic things."

Huo Yunting thought for a moment and then suggested, "Director Huang, in the group fight, I think it's better to find me something with a foundation." ”

"In the previous group fight in the cotton factory, I couldn't stretch my hands and feet. Those people don't know martial arts, and it's difficult to even fight. ”

Huang Baiming was stunned, and after thinking for a while, he nodded, "This is indeed reasonable." Master Huo, then I'll find someone who knows how to do it. ”

"Director Huang, don't worry about whether I can catch it, you just need to worry about whether the other party can catch it."

In the end, Huo Yunting waved goodbye to everyone and took Shen Teng on the way to San Francisco.

On the way, he sent a message to Liu Yifei to make an appointment to meet in Los Angeles, and when he boarded the plane, he leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

This distance is a bit far, and it is not enough to feel a return to the cage.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, someone patted him on the shoulder, followed by a faint scent of flowers.

Huo Yunting looked sideways, and a stewardess with a ball head was standing behind him cautiously, her face full of nervousness.

I could still see a little bead of sweat on her forehead.

Huo Yunting, who was watching it, also became nervous, and thought of that fanatical fan of Brother Hua. It's really his grandmother's feng shui turn, so soon to come to me?

"That, Mr. Huo, can you sign for me?"

Seeing her so polite, Huo Yunting relieved himself.

"Hehe, yes." Smiling at the flight attendant, Shen Teng and non-common sense smiled at the pen he was carrying.

"Where's the sign?"

"Oh! I have a copy here. ”

Huo Yunting signed his name, asked the name of the flight attendant, and wrote a large paragraph of blessings by the way.

The flight attendant was excited, and so was her little sister. In a flash, all the kung fu came up. I don't know where they were just hiding.

After signing for the flight attendants of this group of warblers and Yanyan, there were still a few people who were a little shy and handed over the notebook.

"Teacher Huo, can you sign one for me too?"

"Teacher Huo, my dad likes you."

"Master Huo, our captain also wants to ask you for an autograph......"

Huo Yunting took a look, good guy, what's wrong with co-authoring this whole flight with my fans?

Before the name was signed, a flight attendant quietly squatted beside him, "Mr. Huo, are you willing to let passengers in other cabins know that you are there?" I don't think there are a few people who want your autograph. ”

When Huo Yunting heard this, is this worth it? It's tiring to give them a little bit of a flight attendant sign, and with a bunch of passengers behind him, he can't live.

looked at the little girl's nameplate: Liu Yue.

"Satsuki, I think it's better to keep a low profile. Why should I be alone and cause a riot in the entire cabin? ”

Liu Yue's brain reacted quickly, and she apologized slightly, "Sorry Teacher Huo, I'm sorry to disturb you." ”

"Hehe, it's okay."

By the time they were all done, Huo Yunting was already suffering from sore wrists. When he wrote an essay in the high school entrance examination, he worked hard to write and didn't work so hard.

"Teacher Huo, thank you for your hard work."

"Haha, you're working harder."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Huo, I will definitely treasure it."

"You're welcome...... you're welcome"

Send them away, Huo Yunting's mouth was dry. Fortunately, he also enjoyed a top-notch service.

He asked Liu Yue for a blanket to wrap around his body, and was about to fall asleep, when he looked back at Shen Teng.

"Shen Teng, if you encounter this kind of thing in the future, you will take the initiative, Ang."

With that, he tightened the blanket on his body and went to sleep.

Shen Teng seems to understand whether he understands or not, how can he take the initiative?

It was already afternoon when he arrived in Los Angeles, and Shen Teng rented a car to take him to the hotel that the organizer had booked for them.

He was the last one to go, but when he arrived at the hotel, he found that there were only five people involved in the announcement.

Directors Radish, himself and Sissi, Cheng Long and Michael.

Li Lianjie was busy with affairs and couldn't get away, so he didn't come. Huo Yunting was shocked.

It turned out that I couldn't come, why didn't I think of it, I didn't know I wouldn't come.

"Brother Yun, I thought you weren't coming."

"The crew can't pull away."

Rubbing her head, she suddenly asked, "Remember what I told you before?" ”

"Huh?" Liu Yifei tilted his head, "What?" ”

After a day's rest, several people went to attend the premiere press conference in the evening.

Huo Yunting was wearing a black suit, and Liu Yifei was wearing a silver off-the-shoulder dress, and the two of them held their arms together, following behind Cheng Long and Radishes.

Brother Cheng Long's face is still big, and more than 30 mainstream media in the United States, such as ABC, CBS, CW, and PBS, have all arrived.

just waited for everyone to appear, but most media reporters pointed the microphone at Huo Yunting and Liu Yifei.

These two, one plays the final villain, the other plays the heroine, why do two people who seem to be completely incompatible appear hand in hand?

The first to appear is the director and the second male, followed by the villain and the female protagonist, and the male protagonist is still further behind, alone.

Not to mention that the reporters thought it was ridiculous, even Rob Minkoff was a little embarrassed.

Michael is probably not the most non-existent actor in history.

"Mr. Huo, what is the relationship between you and Miss Liu?"

"Mr. Huo, are you and Miss Liu lovers?"

Coughing lightly twice, the reporters' voices gradually weakened.

Huo Yunting leaned over slightly and leaned in front of the microphone closest to him, "That's right, we've been together for more than a year. ”

The reporters were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted and asked more and more loudly.

"Mr. Huo, why do you agree with your lover to play the heroine?"

"How do you feel about being the biggest villain in the show?"

"Is Mr. Tom Cruise really your disciple?"

Seeing that he couldn't ask a reason, someone even approached Michael to ask.

"Mr. Michael, what do you think of Mr. Huo Yunting and Miss Liu Yifei?"

Michael was taken aback, which one did he touch the porcelain? hurriedly said that Huo Yunting was half of his master, and Liu Yifei was naturally his wife, and the cooperation was very pleasant.

All kinds of overturned words were said, and a point of view was bitten, and I respect Huo Yunting and Liu Yifei very much.

The reporters couldn't ask any exciting news, and they were all quite disappointed.

Cheng Long looked almost over, blocking Huo Yunting and Liu Yifei behind him, and the reporters also began to ask questions about the film.

Huo Yunting pulled Liu Yifei and quietly pulled it back, and a photographer took pictures of them.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, everyone went to the famous Kabuki Theater in San Francisco to hold a viewing ceremony.

There are many various community organizations in the United States, such as the American Film Association, the San Francisco Film Education Department, etc., Huo Yunting feels that many of them have been invited to do the trust.

With a pen book in their hands, this is a posture of making an evaluation after reading it.

Mixed with this group of Westerners, I entered the screening room, and after a while, the lights went out.

The lights on the screen turned on, and Huo Yunting suddenly felt a little itchy in his palm. Liu Yifei's nails scratched gently.

His body quietly lowered a little, and Huo Yunting leaned his head over, "What's wrong?" ”

"Are we like this, is it an official announcement?"

"If you don't count it, it will definitely spread to the domestic capital, it's just a matter of time."

"Hmph, this kind of thing is still mysterious, I thought it was a big deal at the time."

"What? That's not a big deal. ”

The voices in the movie became louder and louder, and Huo Yunting got closer, muttering in her ear.

"Say it once in a lifetime."

(End of chapter)