The Wind of China Entertainment 2005

Chapter 498 I’m waiting for you

Chiang Mai has more than 300 temples, almost as many as Bangkok, which is much larger.

Wat Buphalan is not very large, it is just a very ordinary temple among the large and small temples in Chiang Mai.

The main part of the temple is in the style of pavilions and towers, and the surrounding green space is planted with shaped boxwood, landscape stones and lawns, and dotted with bougainvillea.

In the sunlight, it looks very harmonious with the magnificent temple.

After Lu Yuan finished putting on makeup, he came down the stairs with a bandage on his head, his neck stiffened, and a white neck brace on.

The hotel scenes are finished, and the filming will be completed here in the next few days.

Basically, Xu Lang and Gao Yuan find the temple where Lao Zhou is in seclusion and make the final fight for the power of attorney.

Lu Yuan, Xu Zheng, Wang Baoqiang and a Thai boxer have a fight scene in which they will be entangled on the ground in various weird and funny postures.

In order to prevent injuries, the crew specially brought sand, found a piece of land, and laid a shallow layer of sand.

"Rustle~" The leather shoes stopped on the loose sand.

Lu Yuan squatted down and poked the sand with his finger. The thickness was about half of his finger. "This is too thin. If we fight on the ground later, we might get our arms scratched easily."

He clapped his hands and said, "Go and transport some more."

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." Wu Lang nodded, turned around and left.

Not far away, the stage workers and photography assistants began to post landmarks.

In the shade under a tree, Wang Baoqiang and his boxer were sparring, with Thai spectators on both sides waving fans and watching.

The boxer was an invited local Thai boxer. He tied his fists with coarse hemp up to his elbows, and the same was done for his feet.

His upper body was naked, and he wore liver-colored shorts. His skin was dark, and his hair was loose like weeds. He looked extremely wild.

The two of us fought back and forth. You punched and I elbowed. You kicked and I leaned sideways. It was like a VCD disc was stuck. Each move was so slow.

After the two finished their sparring, Lu Yuan stepped forward and asked with a smile, "If we really fight, who will win between you and him?"

"I'm not sure." Wang Baoqiang narrowed his eyes and scratched his hair.

"After the broadcast of 'A World Without Thieves', I haven't fought with anyone for a long time."

Xu Zheng came over, all dirty, and squatted beside him: "There's something I've always wanted to ask you. With the Kung Fu you learned in Shaolin, can four or five ordinary people like me beat you?"

"Hit me? What can you use to hit me? Only fools would hit me. I will definitely run away at the first moment." Wang Baoqiang grinned.

Seeing that Xu Zheng didn't believe him, he continued, "Don't think I'm that powerful, I just learned some ordinary Kung Fu in Shaolin Temple.

When I first arrived in Beijing as an extra, I had a lot of fights with people. Normally, I would ignore them if they didn’t provoke me, but would get physical if they provoked me. I’ve tested it myself, and I can still handle two or three of them, but if there are more, I can only run away. If I can’t run away, I’ll get beaten. Of course, I’m pretty resistant to beatings.”

At this point, he suddenly got excited: "After filming Blind Shaft, I earned a total of 2000 yuan, I sent 1500 yuan to my parents, and used the remaining 500 yuan to buy myself a Nokia.

I had no idea how to use it. It was such a treasure that I would take it out to study whenever I had time. Then, a few thugs who were stealing cell phones spotted me and tried to snatch my cell phone. My cell phone was my life at that time, so I clenched my fists and punched them in the nose twice.

The guy standing behind him took out a fruit knife. There happened to be a wooden stick under my feet. I used my foot to pick it up, grabbed it, and swung it hard, hitting him hard. The third guy looked at me, turned around and left. I was one against three that time. "

Seeing his smug look, Xu Zheng looked at Lu Yuan and shrugged his shoulders.

The fact that Wang Baoqiang deliberately showed off this kind of thing shows that he was telling the truth and that he had learned some ordinary Kung Fu in Shaolin.

When the three of them were squatting under a tree chatting and discussing the scenes to be played later, Supara and two thugs quietly approached the outskirts of Bupalan Temple.

After being kicked out of the crew, he always believed that he was not wrong.

Because of an insignificant unspoken rule, I lost a job with a good salary for nothing. I was upset and wanted to find an opportunity to do something.

"When they officially start filming, you can rush over to cause trouble and find any reason to attract their attention." He said to one of the curly-haired ones.

Curly Brother glanced at the studio, nodded, and then extended his hand.

Supara understood what he meant and took out 200 baht from her pocket and handed it over. "Didn't we agree on 500 baht?"

"I'll pay the balance after the job is done."

"What about me?" asked another man, who had a scar on his face and smelled of alcohol.

Supara's face was gloomy as he said, "Wait until he attracts the crew's attention, then you can take advantage of the chaos to get close to him and find a chance to knock down their camera."

"it is good."

"These are yours." Supala gave 1000 plants.

"If"

"Don't worry, I do this kind of thing all the time. I won't betray you. At most you'll stay in jail for two days."

"Okay, count the time. They're about to start filming. Get ready for action!"

“Photography is OK.”

"The recording is in place."

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“Lost in Thailand, Scene 18, First Shot, First Time, Action!”

As the sound of the stage manager's clapboard rang out, Xu Zheng fell flat on his back on the sand. The Thai boxer clenched his fists, took an attacking stance, and stared at him fiercely.

Lu Yuan appeared with a pair of black-framed glasses slanting on his face. With his mouth tilted, he extended his index finger and said indignantly: "Xu Lang, you are going too far!"

Noticing Xu Zheng holding his stomach in pain, he showed a smug smile on his face: "Where's Lao Zhou!"

"Let's go back." Xu Zheng gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

"Give me the letter of authorization." Lu Yuan stretched out his hand.

Before Xu Zheng finished reading his lines, a sudden noise came from the back of the studio.

"What are you doing!"

"Who let you in?"

The filming was forced to stop, and Lu Yuan looked back in confusion.

But I saw a curly-haired Thai man roaring at the crew members with a fierce look on his face.

Just as he was about to approach, he saw a man rushing out from the crowd not far away. He was running too fast and like a drunk, his feet were unsteady. He stumbled and ran straight towards the camera.

At the critical moment, the coordinator Liu Liu roared, took two wild steps, and attacked with his fists raised.

"Sun thief, I'm waiting for you."

The two men quickly started fighting each other, and the surrounding crew members came forward to separate them.

A burly man named Deng hugged the scarred man tightly from behind and shouted, "Stop hitting me, please stop hitting me."

Liu Liu glared at him, then raised his leg and kicked the scarred man, causing him to inhale sharply.

"Fuck, Liu Liu, you should have watched more carefully, you almost kicked my hand."

"Fuck, can you watch less pornographic TV shows? Stop doing that shit all the time. A grown man doesn't find it disgusting. And can you keep your voice down?"

"What are you afraid of? He doesn't understand Chinese. This guy was wandering around here with Supara yesterday. He thought we were stupid. This trick is something that has been used to death in China."

"Then whoever, call the police immediately."

(End of this chapter)