This actor wants to pay more

Chapter 302
Ding Xiu's current strength is not considered strong, just a surprise kick, many people who have practiced martial arts for two or three months can do it, not to mention that the people who came to compete today are all people who have practiced Bajiquan for some years .

It was still a confrontation match, not to mention that many people were masters, at least they had two brushes.

"Brother Xiu, that man's words are so funny."

Zhao Liying pointed at the big man who was yelling at the referee and couldn't help laughing.

Others don't know, how can she not know, sometimes it's a good thing to be able to fall down instantly, the longer it lasts, the greater the risk of being beaten.

Don't say it's just a one-on-one fight, even if four or five people go to Ding Xiu together, they are not opponents.

"Don't point at people." Ding Xiu pinned Zhao Liying's hand: "Be careful of offending people, they dare not come to me, and they don't dare to come to you when they turn around."

Zhao Liying smiled resentfully, a little scared: "No way."

Ding Xiu shook his head slowly: "People's hearts are unpredictable, just in case."

He doesn't know about the current society. In the past, martial arts practitioners were ruthless people, martial arts?It doesn't exist, martial arts is for killing people.

There are many people who will kill you if you are unhappy.

People who practice martial arts have a three-pointed murderous intent. They are underestimated, belittled, looked down upon, and they come back to seek revenge everywhere.

Therefore, anyone who practices martial arts should not easily offend others. Walking in the rivers and lakes is not about swords, lights and swords, but also the sophistication of the world.

"Oh." Zhao Liying quickly put her hands in her pockets, her mouth puffed out, her eyes rolled around, and she didn't dare to look at the big man again.

Ding Xiu laughed, thought of something, and said, "Do you still want to film again? I'll ask Director Wang to arrange a small trick for you."

"That's so embarrassing." Zhao Liying was calm on the surface, but her eyes were already squinted, and her hands in her pockets swayed along with her body.

Wang Jiawei's play, she will also join the group, oh my god, this is taking off.

Although it's just a side role, but a side role is also an actor, and if her name can be on the big screen in the future, so many friends in the village will have to see her name.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. You are usually bored on the set. If you really want to eat this bowl of food in the future, if you have nothing to do, read more books about acting. If you perform well, I will ask Lao Qin to sign you."

Zhao Liying looked serious: "Brother Xiu, I just want to follow you. I don't think that with my current qualifications, I'm not qualified to be a signed artist of the company."

It's not good to be an artist by Ding Xiu's side. It's not that she doesn't know that the trainees and college students in the company can't get a few plays throughout the year. They are all small roles and need to climb up step by step.

It's different around Ding Xiu. She has already acted in two dramas in a row in the last Mythology and this one The Great Master. Although it is a small role, the frequency is no worse than those contracted artists in the company.

When her acting skills get better in the future, Ding Xiu may lead her to act in more plays, isn't it better than sitting on the bench every day in the company?

"Okay, then you follow me for a while, tell me if you are addicted to drama, it's not a problem to bring you some extra money."

Ding Xiu has no plans to let Zhao Liying go. He wants to develop the little girl into one of his own step by step. If possible, it is best to develop into an undercover agent for Gao Yuanyuan and Qin Lan.

"Yeah." Zhao Liying was very excited, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

She likes filming so much, and earns a lot of money. A week's film salary can cover half a month's salary, and it will be a lot of income after a long time.

If she can act a lot of lines and make a lot of appearances, her weekly salary will even exceed her monthly salary.

……

Ding Xiu sat in the auditorium and watched the Bajiquan battle below. After watching it all morning, the first round was not over yet.

At noon, the game was suspended and it was time for lunch.

This university is open to the outside world. Usually, many off-campus office workers eat in the cafeteria here. They are too lazy to go out to eat. Ding Xiu also solves it in the school cafeteria.

Many people think that celebrities are picky, but in fact they are not picky. After all, the box lunches of the crew can last for several months, so there is nothing worse than this meal.

The cafeteria chose a remote place to sit down, and Ding Xiu asked Zhao Liying to get food, and after a while, two dinner plates were placed on the table.

"The food here is pretty good." Looking at the three dishes and one soup in front of him, Ding Xiu was a little surprised.

It is said on the Internet that the school cafeteria is pig food, with stewed potatoes, fried carrots, and boiled cabbage, but this one is not so bad. One serving of twice-cooked pork, one serving of mashed garlic cabbage, and one serving of mapo tofu. The soup is seaweed egg flower. spend money.

The rice is also very generous.

"Of course not bad, it's 18 yuan." Zhao Liying said.

Three dishes and one soup, 18 yuan is really a good deal, and it’s [-] yuan outside, but the serving here is not a plate, just a spoonful.

If you really have to calculate it carefully, it is actually the same, but it costs less money and the weight is less.

The food at the window is free to choose, and the ones she chooses are slightly more expensive. Although she has not studied in this university, she knows that this kind of food is generally unaffordable for students.

A meal costs 18 yuan, [-] to [-] yuan a day, and [-] yuan a month, which is beyond the reach of ordinary families.

Most college students spend 600 yuan a month for living expenses, and all they eat are potatoes, vegetarian dishes, and some meat from time to time.

"It's really expensive." Ding Xiu clicked his tongue, picked up a chopstick of twice-cooked pork, which tasted average.

If you think about it, the chefs here use big iron pans to stir-fry vegetables, weighing tens of catties at a time. The spoon is a big shovel for shoveling the ground.

Zhao Liying laughed as she ate her portion of the meal, "I thought you would say it was cheap."

"Heh, I've suffered a lot too, okay?" Ding Xiu said with a smile, "I used to live in the basement with Bao Qiang, and I wish I could spend two cents for every penny. The daily salary was only tens of yuan..."

Ding Xiu chatted with Zhao Liying about some past stories, which made Zhao Liying's eyes turn red.

In her eyes, those understated experiences were really miserable.

"Brother Xiu, it's really not easy for you."

"Haha, what's not easy, even if you work hard, you won't die. In fact, this is already very happy."

Sometimes Ding Xiu really envies the people of this era. If everyone is a little tired and suffers a little bit, at least their lives will not be in danger. Everyone has light in their eyes and hopes for life and the future.

In this era, as long as you are not lazy, you will not die. If you go to the factory to drive screws, carry dishes and wash dishes, there is always a job that can support yourself.

"Master Ding, I didn't expect you to be so close to the people." Ding Xiu was chatting, and Liu Xiaoyun, a disciple of Wu Jiang not far away, came over with a plate: "Is it convenient for me to sit down?"

"Master Liu, don't bury me, sit down quickly." Ding Xiu said with a smile, "I'm a citizen, so there's no question of being close or not."

Liu Xiaoyun smiled and said, "I thought you big stars would eat seafood, abalone and big lobster every day."

"Horrible, to be honest, the boxed lunches eaten by the film crew are not as good as those eaten in the school cafeteria. When I get busy, I don't have time to eat all day, so I'm not picky eaters."

"Then you've come to the right place. The food in this university is good... What do you think of the groups that competed this morning?"

After chatting for a while, Liu Xiaoyun talked about the martial arts competition.

Ding Xiu chatted while eating, and said casually: "The ancient martial artist built a car behind closed doors. Before I came, I thought that many people could only practice but not fight. The result is that most people can't practice, only a few Get the correct training method, among this small group of people, those who know how to play are even rarer."

The closure of Chuanwu is more serious than he imagined.

Judging from the situation this morning, 80.00% of the people did not practice. Their Bajiquan was just a showy practice. In the process of fighting, it was not Bajiquan, but a combination of modern fighting. Law.

In this way, it is better not to practice Bajiquan, it is a waste of time.

Those who can think of combining modern fighting are better, at least they are smart people, some idiots beat people directly with practiced moves, which almost made Ding Xiu laugh to death.

You hit people with the routine you practiced, and make trouble?

Liu Xiaoyun automatically ignored the first half of Ding Xiu's words, and asked, "Master Ding, so you know how to play?"

He already knew what happened to Chuanwu, and he can only say that freezing three feet is not a one-day cold.

He himself also taught his apprentices. At the beginning, he only taught some basic skills to build a foundation. During this period of time, we screened out those who lacked perseverance and bad character, and then taught the method to the rest.

At this point, it can be regarded as a real apprenticeship, and you have started to learn real things.

But even so, he will wait and see this group of apprentices for a few years, and finally pick two or three to teach them how to play.

From entering the door to apprenticeship to the final style of play, only two or three of a hundred people can learn the essence in the end.

This is already fast, it can be called a crash course in the martial arts world.

Some old guys pass on to two or three apprentices in their lifetime, and they don't pass on the master's unique knowledge until they can't see the coffin.

Under such circumstances, it is simply impossible for Chuanwu to flourish.

"A little bit, the master has taught you how many times." Ding Xiu asked: "You open a martial arts gym to teach kung fu, is it true that there is no one to teach?"

Liu Xiaoyun glanced left and right, and said with a light smile, "How is that possible? For foreigners, I don't even teach how to practice. I just teach some basic stances and practice Bajiquan airs."

"It's true to promote traditional martial arts, but I'm only promoting it in China. Otherwise, if my ancestors find out, I'm afraid they will crawl out of the coffin to settle accounts with me."

There are not many schools in China that learn martial arts, know how to practice and fight, and have a complete inheritance. As far as he knows, they have not passed on their own unique knowledge, at least on the surface.

In special times, the group of people who ran out opened martial arts gyms and martial arts schools, and they were very prosperous, but many people still abide by the bottom line and do not teach real kung fu to foreigners.

Especially the older generation, the old-fashioned concept is more serious, and they have always followed the idea that Kung Fu should not be passed on to the outside world.

This is also the reason why very few people know how to play. It’s not that they don’t want to teach it, but they are afraid that if there are too many people who know how to learn it, it’s no longer a skill. If some apprentice is short of money, he will be bribed by hundreds of thousands and pass it on. Sorry grandpa.

Ding Xiu nodded: "In peaceful times, it is enough to inherit kung fu, so that the incense will not be cut off, and it will not be easy for you."

Liu Xiaoyun smiled and said: "It's not easy, and I've made a lot of money in this industry. By the way, I heard that you once defeated the Sanda boxing champion with an eight-level Beng."

"It's just taking advantage of it unprepared, it's not worth mentioning."

"Humility, is Hong Kong Island taking advantage of the unpreparedness to challenge the eight sects?"

"A bunch of old men, it doesn't take much effort to beat them."

You talk to each other, Ding Xiu and Liu Xiaoyun are talking nonsense, both of them have something in their hearts, but they don't show it.

In the afternoon, the game continued until five o'clock.

Ding Xiu found a hotel nearby to stay, and the next day, he came to the school to participate in the competition on time at nine o'clock in the morning.

One day yesterday, the first round ended. There are currently about a hundred people who have advanced. Today is the second round.

Ding Xiu is 038, the number is relatively high, and he was there not long after the opening.

"Master Ding, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Wang Dalong. I'm a teacher at the North Sports University. I have been practicing Bajiquan for 12 years under the tutelage of Mr. Liu."

A 1.8-meter-old young man with a muscular build and a crew cut, 27 or [-] years old, declared himself his family when he came up.

Ding Xiu glanced at Liu Xiaoyun. He didn't know the master's level, but he should be able to see something from the apprentice.

"Happy to meet."

Just said two words, Ding Xiu didn't say any more.

There is really no name to show for it. Actor, Shidi, actor, singer, entrepreneur, these things are not easy to show here.

It's just that his attitude of cherishing words like gold made Wang Dalong a little unhappy, and felt that he was a little dragged.

"Please!"

"Please!"

"Three two one, get ready, start!"

The referee's knife fell, Ding Xiu didn't move first, he wanted to see Wang Dalong's strength.

On the opposite side, Wang Dalong put on a standard Baji boxing pose in an instant. His boxing style is different from other people's. This match is an Bajiquan match. There were quite a few people fighting at the beginning, but those people were not so much boxing , it is better to say that it is a stance, and it is not the same thing as actual combat.

Ding Xiu took a step back with his left foot, clenched his fists, opened his arms one after the other, and sank down.

"Master Ding, my fists are heavy, so be careful."

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

"boom!"

After Wang Dalong finished speaking, he came up and kicked sideways.

Ding Xiu raised his elbow to block it, and said in his mouth: "Good guy, you don't talk about martial arts when you are young, you use deception, the agreed fist is heavier, you come up and use your feet."

The martial arts competition was all about a breath of air. Wang Dalong didn't want to speak, he was afraid of getting discouraged, and he was even more afraid of being distracted. He didn't answer Ding Xiu's words, and he didn't succeed with his kick. He stretched out his long fist and hit Ding Xiu directly in the face.

In the next second, Ding Xiu's wrist was tied and he couldn't move forward. Almost at the same time, he raised his leg, ready to kick it out.

But as soon as his leg was raised, Ding Xiu kicked him on the thigh like a prophet, and kicked him back abruptly.

"Young man, you're not hot enough." Ding Xiu smiled, and pushed Wang Dalong's fist back with force, pushing him back a few steps.

"Go on, let's be ruthless. Hades three-point hands, and the tiger will climb the mountain by force. If it is really impossible, come and stick to the mountain."

Wang Dalong looked solemn, forced a smile and said: "That will be done with the cooperation of Master Ding."

"Don't worry, I will definitely cooperate with you." Ding Xiu knew that Yan Wang's three-point hand was a late move, and he mainly responded according to the opponent's moves. He rarely used it directly. If he didn't move, the opponent couldn't use it.

Very cooperative, Ding Xiu took a deep breath and punched Wang Dalong.

The corners of Wang Dalong's mouth curled up, he never expected to meet such a stupid person, he was also drunk, and it was the first time I saw him in the arena.

Hades three hands, one touch, one hug, one push.

In the first hand, Wang Dalong's palm touched Ding Xiu's wrist, it was a bit different from what he imagined, the force was so strong that he almost didn't bounce off, but it didn't matter, just touched it.

With the second hand, he stepped up, bent his arm and hugged Ding Xiu's arm, and with the third hand, raised his elbow while hugging his arm, and stabbed Ding Xiu's lower ribs with his elbow as a gun.

(End of this chapter)