The actor's mental state is not stable

Chapter 19 Brother Huo, Come Practice Your Hands

After filming the scenes in Yinchuan, he went to Dali. This was also Huo Yunting's first time flying by plane.

Good experience.

There are not many scenes in Dali, and after filming, I went to Zhuozhou, Hebei.

In Zhuozhou, Huo Yunting didn't have a role in the scene, so he only needed a scene in which Fangshan was besieged late at night to be able to officially wrap up.

So here in Zhuozhou, I just idle every day, watching other people acting and peeling eggs.

Both Fan Bingbing and Han Xue are very keen on this, and peeling eggs is a unique skill that they will never tire of watching.

"Zhang Danfeng, Yun Lei! You can't leave!"

Outside the city gate, Zhang Fengfu fought one against two, but was defeated by the joint skill 'Flying Sword Dance' of these two.

Huo Yunting's eyelids twitched when he watched this passage, it was outrageous.

Huang Haibing and Fan Bingbing stood together and turned in a circle, pointing their swords forward, and then they would hit Zhang Jiayi with a sword in the later stage.

This is not a martial arts drama, it is clearly a strange tale.

"I said Yunting, isn't your hometown in Hebei? Don't you plan to go back and have a look?" Guo Jianyong, who was leaning against a willow tree and smoking leisurely, asked.

He was a lot more relaxed, after all, he didn't have to bother and work hard to do martial arts now.

Add special effects.

"It's not a good mess, it's a shame to go back. Besides, it's more than 200 kilometers from Zhuozhou to Cangzhou."

"Yo? Lion City?"

Guo Jianyong was stunned for a moment. He only knew that Huo Yunting was from Hebei, but he didn't ask where he was from.

"I said that the day of the interview, why did your kid use that hand sword as a killer move? This is a family tradition, right? Tsk tsk, today I understand what it means to be a dart and not call a bastard."

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon one by one."

"Brother Yong, don't brag about me. I learned that sword technique from a martial arts academy in my hometown."

"Brother Huo, it's good to be humble, but being too modest can be pretentious." Guo Jianyong said with a frown.

"Your swordsmanship doesn't show any trace of the school, but it's deadly. I don't believe it when you say it's not a family tradition."

Huo Yunting smiled helplessly, "Brother Yong, I figured it out on my own, and removed the useless moves. I will add a few more moves to the remaining killer moves to make them coherent."

This statement is true, but it was only figured out in the last one or two months, and it was still from a dream.

Guo Jianyong didn't speak, he still didn't believe it.

As far as he knew, this kid had drifted north for several years, and he could be called a model worker.Where did the time come to conceive and reshape swordsmanship?

Not to mention turning performance swordsmanship into actual combat swordsmanship.

Zhang Danfeng and Yun Lei were chatting with each other under the eaves. The two machines were very close to each other on the slide rail. It seemed that it would take a while to finish the filming.

"Brother Huo, have we had a good time (gesturing)?"

After a long silence, Guo Jianyong said suddenly.

He had never seen this kind of family with a family of swordsmanship, and he was very happy to see it for a while.

Ever sweat?
Huo Yunting thought for a few seconds, then nodded in agreement.

"to make!"

At the age of five, he started to stand upright. In the past 15 years, even when he was the most seriously ill, he continued to do morning and evening classes every day.

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts.

Huo Yunting, who has practiced martial arts since childhood, often competes with others.Fighting with other Lianjiazi, fighting with hooligans, fighting with his father...

It's just that he was still in the developmental stage at that time, and his body was not strong.Anyone who is bigger than himself wins less and loses more.

Originally, I thought about competing with them when I was an adult, but it was a pity that I came to Peiping for medical treatment when I was 17 years old, and I have never competed with others since then.

Today, when Guo Jianyong said so, the signs of gestures spread from the apex of the heart to the internal organs in an instant, and then spread to the whole body along the meridians and blood vessels.

itch.

He doesn't know what level he has practiced without doing it.

Seeing that he would not be needed for a while, Guo Jianyong took Huo Yunting away from the crew and came to a nearby construction site.

Reinforced concrete is placed not far away. On the top of the iron frame wrapped with a safety net, the roof with cornices and angles has begun to take shape. It seems that a new antique building will be built.

"boom"

"boom"

After stepping a few times, thick yellow smoke and sand burst out from the cracks in the ground.

The yellow mud floor has been dried and cracked by the sun.

"Brother Huo, are we here?"

"From here."

"Comparing swords?"

"Fist."

"Brother Huo, if you want to compete with fists and feet, don't blame me for being a bully."

When Guo Jianyong came, he brought two seven-foot swords from the crew.

I thought that this kid had inherited swordsmanship from his family, and he would choose weapons in the competition, but he actually competed in skill?

But anyway, skill is skill, so don't blame my old country for being rude.

Guo Jianyong raises Qi in Dantian, the index fingers of both hands are in the shape of grabbing a ball, and they hang up by hanging their wrists.

It should be Tai Chi.

Huo Yunting narrowed his eyes slightly, and gently stepped forward with his left foot...

"What are you two doing?"

!

!

This shout came suddenly, making the two of them breathless.

Looking towards the sound, Li Cai was squatting on the piled brick wall and watching curiously.

"Brother Cai, I have sweated with Brother Yong."

When Huo Yunting said this, Li Cai's eyes widened.

"Little Huoer, you want to compete with the old country? You also want to compete with him?"

Jumping off the brick wall, Li Cai quickly pulled Huo Yunting aside and whispered to him.

"Little Huoer, why do you want to compete with the old country? He is not a soft persimmon."

"Brother Cai, what you said is to discuss and exchange ideas."

"You compete with him..." Li Cai was left speechless by his words.

"Do you know who Master Lao Guo is? Yuan Kui, one of the Seven Little Fortunes of Xiangjiang, his master is Yu Zhanyuan, a strange man with a golden knife!"

"Don't look at Lao Guo and I are both martial arts fingers. In terms of kung fu alone, I really can't beat him."

"Hey, Brother Yong still has this name. It's really low-key. I just found out."

Is this my fucking point?

Li Cai hammered Huo Yunting's chest angrily.

"The movie "Deadly Cradle" will be released at the end of February, right? The one starring Li Lianjie."

Huo Yunting shook his head honestly, "I don't know."

He started following the group in mid-February, and the news from the outside world was almost cut off.

"This is an inside story, inside story, don't go outside and tell people."

"There is a scene in the movie, jumping off a building. But you have to jump from floor to floor. This, Li Lianjie found a double to complete it. That double is Lao Guo."

The meaning of this dissuasion can be said to be very straightforward. The Kung Fu King Li Lianjie moved cautiously, and Guojian stepped forward bravely.

Lao Guo's skills can be said to be absolutely not low.

After hearing this, Huo Yunting gasped.

"Then how much does Lao Guo get paid for this jump? I heard that Li Lianjie's salary is in the hundreds of millions. Lao Guo must have 10,000+ for this jump?"

The corner of Li Cai's mouth twitched a few times. Is this the point?This kid, let Lao Guo beat him up and he will be honest.

"Returning 10,000+, it would be nice to have [-] yuan."

Putting aside the dissuading thoughts in his heart, Li Cai patted him on the shoulder, "Go, fight hard, and try to overthrow the old country."

Then he walked over to the brick wall and leaned against the wall to watch the play.

"I said Brother Huo, do you still want to fight?" Guo Jianyong asked cheerfully after watching the two finish their chat.

"Fight. Why don't you fight? I haven't fought with anyone for several years. I have to know what kind of skill I am now."

Huo Yunting stretched his body, his eyes fixed on Lao Guo.

"Come!"

　The update is late, I'm a stupid dog^
　　
　
(End of this chapter)