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Chapter 328 Baoqiang took Shidi, Ding Xiu was selected for the Olympics
"Is it my turn for such a big matter?"

Ding Xiu said hesitantly.

It’s not that he doesn’t have confidence, it’s just that this matter is a bit big. The Olympics is no more than the Spring Festival Gala. If the Spring Festival Gala is for 14 billion people, then the Olympics is for billions of people around the world.

No mistakes can be tolerated, and all aspects must be considered. It is not up to the director to decide whoever he wants, and there are special rules and procedures.

And the fact that the old man is the chief director has long been made public, and he was selected two years ago.

At that time, there were many directors who competed with each other. Xiao Gangpao, Chen Kai and others all went, and finally fell on the head of the old man. Because he became the chief director, he got the nickname of a national teacher.

"Try it. It's just a phone call away. Anyway, it costs nothing. It's better if it succeeds. There's no loss if it fails."

Qin Gang was standing up and talking, his kidneys didn't hurt, so he just opened his mouth.

Ding Xiu is not a thin-skinned person either. After thinking about it, this is indeed the truth: "Okay, then I will try and hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, Ding Xiu rummaged through the address book, and quickly found Zhang Yimou's number, without hesitation, he immediately called.

"Director Zhang, I'm Ding Xiu. I haven't been alive recently. Is there any suitable drama for me? Please help me. Small supporting roles are also fine."

As expected of a professional actor, in less than half a second, Ding Xiu changed his tone with a hippie smile.

Zhang Yimou didn't get used to him, and said at the top of his voice, "Don't talk to me, talk quickly, and fart quickly."

For the Olympics, he is so busy that he can only sleep for a few hours a day, his hair is so white, the first thing he does when he opens his eyes is work, and dreams are all about work.

Colleagues in the circle envy him for being able to host such a world-class event. Only he knows how tiring it is, and it is simply not something normal people can do.

From taking over to the present, there are only one opening ceremony, one closing ceremony, and eight versions.

It's only been a few months, the higher ups are urging him, he is rushing, people are going crazy.

At this point, Ding Xiu even ran over and told him that he wanted to play a supporting role. Isn't this a lie? No one in the audience across the country knows that he is the chief director of the opening and closing ceremonies, so where is the time to direct the play?

Besides, considering Ding Xiu's status, if he didn't make a movie, more than half of the people in the circle would starve to death.

"Ahem, it's like this. I heard that you are always busy. I'm not wondering if there is any place I can help."

"I appreciate the kindness, what can you do for me?"

Regardless of whether it was the opening or the closing ceremony, the old man hadn't looked for candidates in the entertainment circle for the time being.

Professional things have to be done by professional people. People in the entertainment circle film and play, and it’s okay to be popular to attract fans, but it’s not enough to put it on the world stage.

Besides, apart from Cheng Long and Li Lianjie, who else knows you on the world stage?

Anyway, I don’t know each other, so it’s better to invite a professional team to perform.

Ding Xiu said in a deep voice: "Director Zhang, it's not that I don't know my abilities. It's no exaggeration to say that swords, guns, swords and sticks, axes, hooks and forks, playing, playing, playing and singing, are proficient in all eighteen weapons. As the chief director, how can you We also have to show foreigners our traditional culture.”

"In this business, I'm not bragging. If you can find someone more suitable than me, I'll stand upside down and drink the footwashing water."

Zhang Yimou was silent. Although what Ding Xiu said was a bit exaggerated, his professional ability in martial arts is really strong. There is nothing to say, and he is famous for being able to fight.

Not only can you play on the set, but you can also play off the set.

Mainly still young, handsome, with tough facial features, it is a very good business card for the outside world.

"I'm busy here, I'll think about it later."

Just a word of consideration, Zhang Yimou did not agree to Ding Xiu. The previous versions of the plans submitted had martial arts demonstrations, but none of those plans passed the test.

It might be a good thing to include Ding Xiu. He is very suitable for martial arts performances, but I don't know if the higher-ups can agree to it. I still have some concerns about putting stars on this kind of event.

"Alright, take your time and think about it."

After the phone call, Ding Xiu went to bed without thinking about it.

He didn't know if it would work if he made a phone call, and it was useless to think about it.

When he was young, he believed that everything depends on human effort, and my fate is up to me. After a lot of experience, there are only six words left: do your best and obey the destiny.

Early the next morning, Ding Xiu came to the set to film.

The boring daily life was no different from the usual one. During the waiting break, he was bored bragging in front of Yang Mi and other juniors.

"When you come out to play, the most important thing is to be professional and dedicated. People's energy is limited. It is not easy to do one thing well. You are still young and your career has just started. You must be steady. If you take a big step, it is easy to be dragged ..."

Ding Xiu has a wealth of experience in life, and his mouth is full of stories, which makes everyone stunned.

Yang Mi, in particular, felt ashamed. She remembered that Ding Xiu hadn't been in a movie since his debut, and his output wasn't even considered large. He made one or two movies a year, and he followed the high-quality line.

Rather lack rather than abuse.

This is Ding Xiu's attitude towards life.

What is dedication, this is dedication.

Looking at myself again, for the sake of fame and fortune, the two production crews ran away, and they almost got rid of it.

It can only be said that some people are actors and artists, and some people can only be stars, and they are all destined.

"Brother Xiu, director Zhang Yi's phone number."

Zhao Liying glanced at the caller ID with her mobile phone, and interrupted Ding Xiu's Longmen array.

"Sorry, I have a call." Ding Xiu smiled slightly, got up and picked up the phone and walked to the side: "Director Zhang, it's me."

Without exchanging pleasantries or talking nonsense, Zhang Yimou went straight to the point: "You tell me the truth, which weapons you can play well, what kind of punches you can make, and how far you can go. Forget it, you come here as soon as possible. Peiping, I will see for myself."

"what?"

"Oh what, can't you come?"

"Yes!" Ding Xiu looked back at the crew of hundreds of people: "I'm very free here, I'll be free anytime, see you later, I'll contact you when I arrive in Beiping."

Putting away his mobile phone, Ding Xiu unbuttoned his costume jacket and got into the director's studio: "Director, I'm asking for a leave of absence. I'll go to Peking to do business today and tomorrow."

Li Guoli clicked his tongue: "Brother Xiu, there is still your scene in a while, if you are not in a hurry, can you finish filming first?"

Just now the dog day said that he was dedicated and professional, but as the leading man, he left as soon as he said it, leaving hundreds of people in the crew to ignore it.

How much money is wasted when the crew stops working for a day?
Although without Ding Xiu, they can still shoot other people's scenes first, but the daily rental of the scenes, the arrangement of the extras, the lighting, make-up and costumes all have to be redone, and there is still a lot of loss.

"If I'm not in a hurry, I won't come to you." Ding Xiu sighed, and said seriously: "To be honest, I just received a call, my buddy was hospitalized, and that is my dear relatives and friends, brothers and sisters, it can't be the last Everything..."

Abandoning the production crew and going to the old man for an interview, of course it is impossible to say such a thing.

It's not that it doesn't look good, it's mainly because it's a bit unpleasant.

Although no one can stop him from leaving, but he can leave peacefully by making up an excuse, so why make everyone unhappy.

"Ah Choo!" Peiping, Wu Jing squatted at the door of his house eating noodles, sneezed, rubbed his nose, and cursed: "Who the hell is scolding me behind my back?"

Ding Xiu asked for leave.

Yang Mi was still waiting for him to tell the story of dedication, but Ding Xiu left after answering the phone.

Leaving so many people in the crew, just leave.

She also comforted herself that Ding Xiu must have something urgent to leave in a hurry, and left to run to other crews or answer other announcements to earn money and fame, which Ding Xiu couldn't do.

……

Early the next morning, Ding Xiu returned to Peiping.

Time was running short, he didn't buy a ticket, he drove on the high speed, and then transferred to the high speed train.

"Hey Director Zhang, I'm in Beiping, I'm going to see you at the Bird's Nest, I understand."

"Go to the bird's nest."

After talking to the driver, Ding Xiu closed his eyes and rested, and beside him, Zhao Liying didn't disturb him, but just accompanied him quietly.

Half an hour later, the bird's nest.

"So big?"

When he came here for the first time, Ding Xiu was a little surprised at the spaciousness of the venue. It is estimated that this scale can accommodate a hundred thousand people.

If it is used for a concert, tsk tsk, any Hung Hom stadium is weak.

Zhao Liying was also shocked by the scene in front of her: "It's so big, there are so many people, where can I find Director Zhang?"

"Of course it's on the phone." Ding Xiu immediately called Zhang Yi, who told him to stay where he was. After a few minutes, a staff member ran over to lead the way.

In the wide backstage, Ding Xiu saw an old man with white short sleeves, a beige peaked cap, and a watch on his wrist, discussing something with a group of people.

Ding Xiu just waited, and after more than 40 minutes, Zhang Yi came over quickly after he arranged something.

"Sorry, I'm too busy."

"Understand."

"You come with me."

Zhang Yi led Ding Xiu to a slightly smaller room. He said it was smaller, but it was only compared to the outside. The actual space was still very large, like a big classroom.

On the side against the wall is a weapon rack, with guns on the top and sticks, knives, and swords on the bottom.

In the middle are a few long tables, sitting two Mediterranean and a middle-aged woman.

After the old man came to the table, he took a sip from his teacup and said to Ding Xiu, "Come on, let's show."

Ding Xiu slowly took off his coat, leaving behind a black short sleeve, walked to the weapon rack, took a familiar long knife, what came to his mind, he asked:
"Several leaders, I know more complicated things, and I know everything. Why don't you set the scope so that I can perform according to the requirements."

Some saber techniques are fierce, some are swift, some are feminine, some are good but not good, and some are good but not good.

He didn't know what the old man wanted.

It is better to have a standard, which saves trouble and can also prescribe the right medicine.

Zhang Yimou spit out the tea, waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense, let's talk about what you are best at first, and then show you everything you know, we will talk about it after we read it."

Well, this is not a goal yet, and I am going to wait for someone to order.

Nodding his head, Ding Xiu picked up the long knife and wrapped the red cloth strip on the handle around his hand, which was used to prevent him from dropping his hand when cutting people.

He is a professional in beheading people, of course he will not let go.

It's just that there are red cloth strips, and it looks unprofessional if you don't use them.

No, seeing him wrapping the red cloth strips, the eyes of several leaders on the stage were different.

"brush!"

Ding Xiu held the saber in both hands, and after twisting the saber in his wrist, he shook slightly, and the saber made a rustling sound.

No way, this kind of knife is a martial arts performance knife, and the front half is thin and soft.

With the saber in hand, only Ding Xiu's figure wielding the saber remained in the field, as well as the trembling, non-stop sound of swishing the saber.

The first set of saber techniques are wide open and closed, extremely ferocious, without redundant movements, every move is aimed at the vital point.

This is a set of knife skills that can be used in actual combat.

After the first set was shown, Ding Xiu went on to the second set. Compared with the first set, the second set was much easier. In addition to taking into account the sharpness of the sword, there were also a lot of fancy movements. In professional terms, it is called pretty.

When several leaders saw this, they couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths, showing admiring eyes.

With just a glance, Ding Xiu knew that these people were ignorant.

But since people like it, then he will act.

The further down he went, the more beautiful Ding Xiu's sword skills were, and his body skills were full of difficult moves.

After finishing four or five sets, Ding Xiu backflipped to the weapon rack, tipped his toes, and threw a spear in the air.

Taking over the spear with one hand, Ding Xiu had more fun playing.

The gun is the king of all soldiers, it can play many tricks, it can be used for chopping, cutting, stabbing, or as a stick.

The gun shoots out like a dragon, hunting and hunting.

The spear was powerful and domineering as it entered and exited Ding Xiu's palm, showing the demeanor of a king, and the tip of the spear swayed like a poisonous tongue.

"Shh!"

Suddenly, Ding Xiu held his spear behind him and threw it obliquely upward.

Taking a few steps forward with his body, Ding Xiu chased after the spear, while spinning his body for two and a half weeks in the air. Before he finished spinning, the gun was held in his hand again.

After the body is vacated, the posture of landing is a one-word horse split.

And the gun move is to return the carbine.

The body vacated for two and a half weeks, grabbed the gun in the air, landed back on the carbine and added a split horse. This series of dazzling movements stunned several leaders behind the table.

"it is good!"

I don't know who started, the applause rang out.

The middle-aged man in the Mediterranean asked, "What kind of marksmanship is this?"

Ding Xiu put his spear back on the ground, cupped his hands and said, "Yuewang Spear."

"What a Yuewang Spear. An ordinary long spear is so powerful in your hands. It's amazing, Xiao Ding. Are you interested in joining the national team and going out to compete for glory?"

"Thank you, I want to go, age does not allow."

"Ham, I'm happy to see Lie Xin, I almost forgot that you're almost three, miss it."

The corner of Ding Xiu's mouth twitched, he only turned 28 at the end of this year, okay?

But this age is indeed an older youth in the national team. Look at Wu Jing and Li Lianjie. They were all children in their teens when they served, and they retired in their early twenties.

At 27, I can be a coach.

After the sword and gun, Ding Xiu showed off his elegant sword. The main focus of his swordsmanship is to look good. With the sound of the sword, it is full of force.

After practicing the sword, Ding Xiu did not forget to hit Bajiquan again.

And then... go home and wait for the news.

Yes, just waiting for the news, Zhang Yimou only left this sentence and never said it.

After Ding Xiu left the room, there was a quarrel.

"Ding Xiu's martial arts are good, but he is too young and his popularity is too low. I suggest inviting Cheng Long or Li Lianjie."

"But their kung fu is not as good as Ding Xiu."

"It's simple, just let Ding Xiu teach them. It's all martial arts, and it won't take long."

"Everyone, this time we are showing our traditional culture to the world. How old is Li Lianjie and Cheng Long? If you don't know, you may think that we are gone, or people think we are in our twilight years."

"It's good to push young people up, it's full of vigor, and it represents youth and progress."

"Ding Xiu's image is good, his skills are good, he's pretty good."

"I also choose Ding Xiu."

"I agree."

"Then which kung fu should you choose, knives, guns, swords, or fists?"

"Sword, modest gentleman, upright, peaceful, with historical background."

"I think the gun is better. It is domineering and mighty, and it can pierce everything."

(End of this chapter)