new kung fu king

Chapter 39 Small Gadgets, Big Uses

Wang Xiaohu smiled provocatively, and began to explain the meaning of Power fans to Bruce Lee: "The full English name of Power is Power-Powder."

Bruce Lee frowned and asked, "Power fan?"

Wang Xiaohu said: "Yes, it literally translates to power powder, and it is one of the commonly used props in movie action design."

"Why haven't I heard of it?" Bruce Lee spread his hands a little confused and said, "Is it a new prop? It seems that Hollywood doesn't have such a prop."

Wang Xiaohu Xindao Power fans are not popular yet. In this day and age, not to mention Hollywood, even Hong Kong, few directors or martial arts directors know about this kind of props. After props, many directors in Hong Kong will come to imitate themselves.

Is this considered an innovation?How about contributing to the development of the Hong Kong film industry?Wang Xiaohu said so flirtatiously in his heart.

After sorting out the clues, Wang Xiaohu said: "Power powder, how should I put it, is just like the familiar Via, trampoline, and tomato juice. The strength of the fight makes the action itself more visual."

"You mean this kind of powder will make the audience look powerful?" Bruce Lee asked uncertainly.

Wang Xiaohu nodded and said: "Yes, this kind of gadget is very practical. Even if an actor who doesn't know martial arts uses it to punch or kick, it will still make people feel very powerful! It is the first choice for rendering a real fighting atmosphere. "

"It sounds good, we can definitely use it." Bruce Lee was a little ready to be moved by what he said. In fact, from the beginning of filming to the present, he would accept most of Wang Xiaohu's suggestions.

"Hehe." Wang Xiaohu said with a smile, "Power fans can also solve the problems that have been troubling you."

"What's the problem?" Bruce Lee asked blankly.

Wang Xiaohu said mysteriously: "You will find out later."

When the prop master carried a box of talcum powder to the set, Wang Xiaohu smeared a layer on his cuff, and then made a punching movement, and the dust flew up in an instant.

"Wow, the sense of the lens is very good. You obviously didn't use much strength, but it makes people feel powerful." Bruce Lee clapped his hands and shouted, showing great interest in this gadget called Power powder: " In the future, if you have this kind of thing, you don’t have to toss yourself very tired.”

"Yes." Wang Xiaohu said with a smile: "This is a good way to be lazy, but it has many other magical uses."

Bruce Lee rubbed his hands and said impatiently: "Hey, tell me quickly, I want to know what other magical effects it has!"

At this time, everyone on the set gathered around, looking at the new things Wang Xiaohu and Bruce Lee were doing on the set.

Wang Xiaohu bent down and grabbed a handful of Power powder, waved to Yuen Biao and said, "A Biao, come here."

Yuan Biao touched the back of his head and walked over and said, "What are you doing?" Wang Xiaohu sprinkled some on his arms and chest, "Ah Hu, is this lime powder? It hurts to get it in your eyes accidentally!"

"Don't worry, the main ingredient of this stuff is talcum powder, which is harmless to the skin, as long as you pay attention, it won't get in your eyes." Wang Xiaohu explained as he sprinkled it.

"Okay!" Wang Xiaohu clapped his palms and said to Yuen Biao: "Put yourself in a defensive posture, yes, raise the arm that sprinkled Power powder, and I'll kick your head with a high hook later, you lift it up." Put that arm up and I'll kick you in the chest."

After Wang Xiaohu finished explaining, Yuen Biao nodded to express his understanding, and then Wang Xiaohu said, "Let's all see the effect!"

As soon as the words were finished, Wang Xiaohu raised his right foot quickly, everyone felt a gust of wind hanging on their faces, and the next moment, Wang Xiaohu's right foot was already on Yuen Biao's arm.

Although he had already stated his intention to attack, his movements were still so fast that Yuen Biao hesitated for a moment before raising his arms to defend.

"It's too fast!" Sammo Hung blinked and said, the others felt the same way, only Bruce Lee nodded and smiled at Wang Xiaohu, this kid has made some progress.

With a sound of "pa", Yuen Biao's arm blocked Wang Xiaohu's hook and kick, and white dust rose up where the fists and feet intersected.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xiaohu's hook kick turned into a straight kick, and he accurately kicked on Yuen Biao's chest, another burst of white dust splashed up.

"A Biao, are you okay?" Sammo Hung and others rushed over and asked concerned.

Yuen Biao chuckled and said, "Haha, you Ahu lied to him that he kicked me without strength. I have nothing to do. If you don't believe me, take a look!" After Yuen Biao finished speaking, he spun around in circles, showing that he was healthy.

"How is this possible? I just saw Ah Hu kicking very hard!" Sammo Hung didn't believe it.

Li Xiaolong rubbed his chin, obviously he already understood Wang Xiaohu's intentions, his brows stretched, and he said with a smile on his face: "Ah Hu, unexpectedly you solved another big problem for me, it is definitely a big problem for me to spill this kind of thing on my body." The new invention does not require too much strength, but it can also show a real fighting effect, A Biao, A Lou, I guarantee that you will not be injured by me in the future, because the appearance of this thing has saved you!"

Wang Xiaohu understands why Bruce Lee is so happy. Because Bruce Lee emphasizes real fighting and individual performances, most of the time, except for him, everyone else basically plays the role of "sandbag" and bears Bruce Lee's punches and kicks. The control was very good, and Sammo Hung and others also rehearsed many times, but sometimes there were mistakes, just like Jackie Chan and Yuen Biao who were injured by Brother Xiaolong several times in the past few days, which caused Brother Xiaolong to feel very guilty.

"Really?" Jackie Chan asked, touching his swollen face.

"Yes, if you don't believe me, you can ask Ah Hu, he came up with this thing!" Bruce Lee said with a smile.

So Wang Xiaohu was surrounded by Jackie Chan and other dragon and tiger martial artists to ask what happened. Wang Xiaohu waved them to be quiet and said: "Yes, this will reduce your chances of getting hurt, but correspondingly, the salary of those who don't get punched by Brother Xiaolong will also be reduced a lot. .”

"Haha, it doesn't matter, as long as you don't get hurt!" Jackie Chan and other dragon and tiger warriors laughed. Their salary is much higher than other crews, so they don't care about such a little money.

"Brother Xiaolong, can this gadget be promoted?"

"Of course!" Bruce Lee said happily, with the corners of his mouth curled up.

Seeing that Bruce Lee had already agreed, Wang Xiaohu was secretly proud of himself. Bruce Lee left the impression of a tough guy and a hero in front of outsiders. He might find it very difficult to deal with him, but he knew that Brother Xiaolong behind the screen was definitely an amiable person. Of course, The premise is to communicate according to his temper and character. If he wants to use tough methods to deal with Brother Xiaolong, the result will only be a stronger resistance from Brother Xiaolong. Isn’t Luo Wei a typical example?

Luo Wei does not have the city like Zou Wenhuai, and he is not as familiar with Bruce Lee's temper as he is. When the two of them were shooting movies, they often quarreled over scripts and actions. Luo Wei used the director's right to force Bruce Lee to accept his old ways. People are at war with each other and break up unhappy.

On the other hand, I brought the memories of my previous life and I was familiar with Bruce Lee's personality to contact and communicate, and persuaded Bruce Lee in a negotiating tone. In most cases, Bruce Lee would agree to my suggestions, so in the eyes of outsiders Has become Bruce Lee's behind-the-scenes strategist, Bruce Lee has full trust in himself, and even obeys his words.

(End of this chapter)