new kung fu king

Chapter 34
"Want to go out to a party?" Bruce Lee kept inserting portable sandbags with his right hand in the shape of a finger, so as to achieve the daily life of practicing.

Wang Xiaohu rubbed his nose and said with a smile, "Yes, I've been rushing to catch up on movies recently. If the elder brother hadn't reminded me, I haven't realized that I haven't been back for a week."

Bruce Lee put down the portable sandbag, flexed his wrist and said, "Very good, this is a good suggestion. I have never advocated that actors keep filming, especially our action actors. If we shoot for seven days, we will fight every day. On the one hand The body will feel tired; on the other hand, the mood will not be very good."

"How about this, let's take a vacation for ourselves tonight, and go home to see family members or attend friends' gatherings." Bruce Lee also felt that he was too focused on the filming progress during this time, so Linda called every day to complain about his son and daughter miss father.

Wang Xiaohu nodded and said, "You are the chief director, you have the final say."

Sitting on the reclining chair, Bruce Lee grabbed two more grips, and while holding them firmly, he said, "Hey Xiaohu, I suddenly have an idea, and I hope to hear your opinion."

Wang Xiaohu said, "What?"

Bruce Lee beamed and said, "That's right. I want to form a Hong Kong Screen Actors Union. I don't think the current system of the Hong Kong film industry can be compared with Hollywood."

Wang Xiaohu signaled him to continue talking, but he searched for this memory in his mind.

Bruce Lee said: "Take "Tangshan Big Brother" as an example. Not to mention the poor shooting conditions, and the filming system used in Hong Kong does not treat actors as human beings at all. There are no holidays, no schedule, and everything is done by the management. It’s as if actors are tireless cows and horses, machines that can’t speak. In a word, Hong Kong’s filmmaking system is based on the principle of capital extracting the highest profits, without considering the legitimate rights and interests of labor.”

Wang Xiaohu interjected, "It seems that this system is deeply ingrained."

"Yes, it is because of the deep roots that Hong Kong actors have turned a blind eye to this and have become numb. Now they have no intention of standing up for their legal rights, which makes me very surprised!" Bruce Lee said here, feeling a little disappointed and helpless.

At this time, Wang Xiaohu also remembered the so-called Hong Kong Actors' Union, and couldn't help but smile wryly, because he knew that this so-called actor's union for the benefit of Hong Kong actors had not been established. After signing a short-term contract and entering the Hong Kong film industry, he can more or less guess the reason for the failure.

Wang Xiaohu sat down beside Bruce Lee and said: "Brother Xiaolong, don't feel strange, this is not Hollywood, this is Hong Kong. Although it is currently a British colony, Hong Kong is still China's territory, and Hong Kong people are deeply influenced by Confucianism. Introverted and patient, accustomed to pinning one's own interests on the body of the master, with a weak sense of freedom, democracy and independence."

Li Xiaolong frowned and listened carefully to Wang Xiaohu's words. "Perhaps you are right. Although I am also Chinese, I received higher education in the United States. I have a strong sense of rebellion in my bones."

"Yes!" Wang Xiaohu patted the chair and said, "You are now a world superstar. If you want to change the filming system in Hong Kong, although your current appeal can have a certain impact, I still can't help but want to attack you." Come on, if you do this, those studios will be the first to object!"

"Why?" Bruce Lee asked loudly.

Wang Xiaohu said with a wry smile: "Because once there is a labor union, what they face is a powerful collective instead of a single person. In this way, it is not so convenient for the production company to obtain huge profits."

This is the first time Bruce Lee heard this theory: "But if the actors can't concentrate, they can't express the characters well, which will definitely affect the quality of the film. Don't the filmmakers worry about the box office?"

"Hehe, brother Xiaolong, don't worry, have you noticed an interesting phenomenon?" Wang Xiaohu comforted with a smile.

"An interesting phenomenon?"

Wang Xiaohu said: "Yes, many actors in Hong Kong now only complain privately, but dare not speak out; they would rather be recognized by their bosses as sons and daughters-in-law than stand up and be independent members. "

"Damn!" Bruce Lee jumped up from the couch and said, "Yes, there is such a phenomenon, and it is very common!"

"Brother Xiaolong, why don't we make a bet. If the system you propose gets the support and active participation of all actors in Hong Kong, I will give you free work for two years without paying a penny." Wang Xiaohu said with sly eyes: " If it is what I say, you need to promise me one thing unconditionally, and do it, how?"

"Hey! I don't believe there is nothing in this world that I, Bruce Lee, can't do!" Bruce Lee also became interested, and quickly waved his fists and said, "Little Tiger, you just wait to admit defeat, you must know that your current monthly salary is not enough. A lot, two years, that is a very tempting figure!"

"That's a deal!" Wang Xiaohu stretched out his palm.

"It's a deal!" Bruce Lee also stretched out his palms, and the dragon and tiger's palms collided quickly, making a crisp sound.

After the high-fiving bet between the two, Wang Xiaohu left with a small smile on his face. Before leaving, Bruce Lee did not forget to say: "Have fun, and you can start work later tomorrow."

This is the first time since Wang Xiaohu's rebirth, he participated in the gathering between the Seven Little Fortunes.

After everyone arrived at the restaurant closest to the set, Sammo Hung pushed Wang Xiaohu to the upper seat and said, "Ah Hu, come and sit here!"

Wang Xiaohu hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Brother, you are taking my life away." Then he took the initiative to go to the last seat and pulled Yuan Biao up and said, "According to the rules of the Liyuan, this is my seat."

Sammo Hung came over, pulled him up again and said: "What you said was the old rules. Now Master and his old man are in the United States. Our brothers and sisters have been taken care of by you during this time. If you don't sit on the seat, No one would agree, everyone said, right?"

"Yes!" Yuan Qiu was the first to respond.

"Hurry up, Ah Hu, don't act like a woman!" Yuan Hua also came over and grabbed his arm and said.

"Well, rules are rules, it's really bad." Wang Xiaohu said.

Everyone saw that he was still stubborn and refused to go to the seat, and couldn't help becoming a little anxious. Yuan Hua poked Yuen Biao in the back and gave Yuen Biao a wink.

Yuan Biao immediately came to his senses and said, "Hey, Ah Hu, you have grown up recently, don't you think us seniors are not in your eyes?"

"Eh? What you said, A Biao, I, Yuan Hu, will always be everyone's little junior, when will I stop paying attention to everyone?"

(End of this chapter)