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Chapter 56 Reappearance of Japanese Swordsmanship

"Xiaoqian, let me try, let me try again."

Listening to Ning Caichen's lines, Ding Xiu's expression was a little weird, and he really wanted to answer a sentence, but don't force it if he can't.

The screenwriter of this play is Chen Shisan. God knows under what circumstances he wrote such lines.

There is nothing wrong with listening to it together, but it is a bit weird to play a section alone, and it is comparable to Qiong Yao's drama.

"Card, pass!"

The director yelled, everyone called it a day and got ready to go home.

Chen Xiaodong got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling depressed.

After waiting for two days, he showed a line, and he didn't need to watch the replay to know that the shot definitely didn't exceed twenty seconds.

Twenty seconds, which man can bear it.

Obviously he is the hero.

But he didn't dare to say anything, because Li Huizhu changed the play.

Li Huizhu is the director of ATV and has been in the industry for more than ten years.

Filmed Fist of Fury, Zombie Daoist, I Have a Date with a Zombie, Interpol, Snowflake Excalibur, Golden Lawyer, Young Hero Fang Shiyu and other dramas.

The cooperating actors are either Shidi or first-line actors. He is a rookie who has turned from a singer to an actor. How dare he challenge this kind of boss.

The play's screenwriter, Chen Shisan, was also Li Huizhu's queen screenwriter, so he didn't dare to vent his anger on him.

Not to mention Cheng Xiaodong, a top boss.

Generally speaking, the production team of A Chinese Story is very strong, and the actors are hard to beat, and they have to do whatever they want them to do.

A few days later, on set, during a lunch break.

Ding Xiu was eating his boxed lunch, and said to Wu in surprise, "You said you were going to Hong Kong Island, and then came back after going around, exporting to domestic sales?"

Inserting the chopsticks into the lunch box, Wu was startled: "What do you mean by exporting to domestic sales? Yunnan is just one of the scenic spots in this drama. It won't be long before we leave."

"Then I went to Hangzhou and Guangzhou, right? This is still the mainland. Except for the production team of Hong Kong Island, this drama is no different from ordinary mainland dramas."

"I……"

"Didn't you say that you are tired of making ancient costume martial arts movies? Why are you still shooting?"

Ding Xiu's several critical attacks shocked Wu so much that he couldn't find a reason to refute for a while.

He went to Hong Kong Island at the end of last year and visited many film and television companies, producers, and directors.

It's been half a year, and I finally received this Chinese Ghost Story. It was introduced by an acquaintance, otherwise it wouldn't be his turn.

In order to make a name for himself in Hong Kong movies and make it easier for him to make movies in the future, he gritted his teeth and accepted this movie.

Unexpectedly, when I came up, I would meet Ding Xiu as a member of the group, and I would not open any pots and pick up which pots.

Bowing his head, Wu Jing picked up his weapon in the play from the ground, a spear.

"I was careless last time, why don't we practice again."

Ding Xiu glanced at him: "Your master is no match for me, let alone you."

"Fighting is afraid of young people. It's normal for an old comrade in his sixties to not be able to beat you. I'm different. Guns are my strong point."

"It's a good relationship to make friends through martial arts." Cheng Xiaodong passed behind the two, and came up to them after hearing their conversation: "Just let me see your kung fu."

He has heard Yuan Bing boast about how powerful Ding Xiu is countless times, and he is full of praise and a little admiration for Ding Xiu.

It is said that he is a figure at the level of a modern martial arts master.

Cheng Xiaodong used to practice the northern school of martial arts, although it has been neglected for so many years, but to meet such a master, how could he not want to experience it.

Ding Xiu shook his head, he is not a entertainer, he will hit whoever is asked to hit him, and he will perform if he is asked to perform.

Those who practice martial arts must have this bit of arrogance, otherwise the road will be narrow.

"If one of you two wins, I will recommend a crew to him later, and I will do what I say." Seeing that Ding Xiu was unwilling to fight, Cheng Xiaodong threw out the bait.

Ding Xiu put down his lunch box and said, "It doesn't matter whether the crew or the crew is involved. The main reason is that the weather is a bit cold. I want to have some activities."

Isn't it just a fight? It's a big deal, a few minutes at most.

Being arrogant is worthless, if the road is narrow, it is narrow, he likes to walk on narrow roads, narrow roads have the fun of narrow roads.

Picking up his One Night Demon Sword, Ding Xiu said to Wu Jing: "Come on, let me fulfill you."

"A sword has no eyes, be careful." Holding the spear, Wu Jing was nervous.

To be honest, he was excited and scared at the same time.

What is exciting is that I have practiced martial arts for [-] years, performed on stage countless times, and won several national championships, but I have never tried actual combat with weapons.

After losing to Ding Xiu inadvertently for the first time, he kept holding back his energy and wanted to fight again, using what he was best at.

Today I have to get what I want, it would be a lie to say I am not happy.

Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, no one who practices martial arts wants to compete with masters, even his master Wu Bing can't resist this temptation.

The fear is that the sword has no eyes, afraid of hurting Ding Xiu.

The gun head of the crew is made of hardened plastic, and it still hurts to poke people. If you accidentally poke your eyes, you will be useless.

Ding Xiu's One Night Demon Sword is also not simple, it is an unopened iron sword, if you hit someone with all your strength, you will still see blood.

The two were about to compete, and the whole group put down their lunch boxes and ran over to watch.

Everyone knows that Ding Xiu is a master of martial arts, but he has never been able to see it with his own eyes. Who is not curious.

Xu Xiyuan, Chen Xiaodong, Yuan Hua, Shen Xiaohai, Chen Shisan and the others each pulled up a chair and squeezed to the front to watch.

Especially Chen Shisan, his eyes were wide open, for fear of missing any details.

He is a screenwriter and has written many martial arts scripts, but this is the first time he has seen a martial arts competition, and it is all material.

The most exaggerated thing is that the director Li Huizhu directly set up the camera and asked the group of onlookers to step back, preparing for a real shot.

On the set, Ding Xiu and Wu Jing were separated by six or seven meters.

A spear is in hand, and a sword is not drawn.

"Three, two, one, let's go!" Cheng Xiaodong acted as the referee, counting the seconds for the two.

They didn't look at each other for a long time, and they didn't have a pretentious part where you came, I came, you shouldn't come, but I came anyway.

As soon as the word Cheng Xiaodong hit the ground, Wu Jing moved. First, he strode forward and shook his spear, then a little cold light came first, and the spear shot out like a dragon, pointing directly at Ding Xiu's chest.

Weapons are one inch long and one inch strong. The spear is not close to the body. The arm plus the length of the gun can stab the opponent from two meters away.

The moment he drew the gun, Ding Xiu also moved, holding the hilt of the sword in the posture of a backhand knife.

Everyone laughed: "Is this a move to cut the sky and draw the sword?"

"Chong!"

The long sword was unsheathed and the long spear was lifted horizontally. Ding Xiu took a step back, dived down and used both hands to hold the sword, and slashed down hard.

"Crack!"

The front half of Wu Jing's gun fell to the ground, and before he could react, a long sword was attached to his neck.

The audience was silent, except for the sound of gun heads rolling on the ground.

"Gollum!"

I don't know who swallowed the saliva to break the tranquility. I thought it was a difficult fight, but who would have thought that the winner would be determined in just a few seconds.

With the long sword back in its sheath, Ding Xiu said to Wu in shock, "Is it even better?"

The sword master Yu Chenghui was caught off guard and was defeated by the Japanese sword technique, not to mention Wu Jing.

"I lost."

Throwing the spear to the ground, Wu Jing tugged at the collar of his clothes to breathe. Fortunately, he was still worried about hurting Ding Xiu, so he didn't expect that he would be unable to survive even one move.

(End of this chapter)