Chapter 10: The Fierce and Ugly Martial Arts Director

The two who were full and satisfied soon left the restaurant.

Looking at the pressed elevator button, Chen Chen Lifeng couldn't help but be curious: "Aren't you going back to the room?"

"Just full."

Li Luo came back to his senses and shook his head: "Go to the gym to digest, the next scene is a martial arts drama, just move your bones and muscles."

He is playing Lin Lin Pingzhi anyway.

The protagonist changing to someone else doesn't seem to be a big deal.

No need to spend energy pondering.

"Let's go together!"

Chen Chen Lifeng nodded hurriedly: "I'll change my clothes and come find you later."

As long as they are not too withdrawn, after coming to a strange environment, they will subconsciously want to find some friends who get along well.

They talked happily during the meal just now.

The refreshing and handsome Li Luo is also easy to make people feel good, so she doesn't mind more contact. Although Yilin's action scenes are not many, she also needs to exercise more.

"No problem."

Looking at Chen Chen Lifeng with flashing eyes, Li Luo couldn't think of any reason to refuse.

As the elevator door closed, the delicate little nun also disappeared from his field of vision. Li Luo scratched his chin and walked toward the gym happily.

Haven't received indulgence rewards for a long time.

Perhaps on the other party, he can find a way to make a breakthrough.

Smiling Proud Wanderer crew involves a large number of fights, so actors are very encouraged to make full preparations before filming. More than half of the huge gym has been cleared, leaving only a small amount of sports equipment.

According to the schedule.

In a few days, unified training will begin here.

Regardless of the training effect, at least let these actors have a look, they can't be awkward when holding a sword.

Wandering on the treadmill for a while.

Feeling that the digestion was almost done, Li Luo swung his arms and walked toward the side.

Densely packed prop swords were placed on the wooden rack. These swords were long and short, with various shapes. The prop team was quite attentive and handled the details very well.

Choosing a sword of appropriate length, he pulled it out casually.

The sword body was bright.

The heavy hand feel was quite good.

Completely different from the wooden sword used in Hengdian before.

"Ding~"

Flicking his finger, the sword made a humming sound.

Real stuff!

Li Luo's eyes lit up.

Although it wasn't sharpened, the feeling of holding a real sword in his hand was completely different. He saw the hunt and was happy. Pinching the sword formula, he turned around and lunged forward.

"Swish~"

The sound of breaking through the air rang out.

Pulling flowers and stepping forward to thrust the sword, then stepping back, the sword light flickered left and right.

Kicking his feet, he came with another back thrust.

Li Luo's strong figure moved and shifted in the huge gym, the long sword in his hand thrusting from various angles, and the excellent physical quality made his movements exceptionally stretched.

Although it is a skill, he didn't dare to neglect it.

Must practice frequently, so that he can do it with ease.

Just when he was focused on dancing the sword, several men walked into the gym. They were of average height, but each was sturdy, and their faces carried a bit of ferocity. They didn't look like good people at first glance.

Seeing the props being moved, they looked a bit unhappy.

"Eh~"

However, seeing Li Luo playing with a pattern, the expressions of the few people changed slightly. The man with the back head crossed his arms and said in surprise: "This handsome guy, he has a bit of a look~"

"Don't know if he has eaten night porridge."

"Pretending to be everything~."

Someone scratched his crew cut, full of disdain: "Brother Can, you can take him down with one hand!"

"Hahaha."

The remaining two laughed.

"Shut up."

The middle-aged man in the middle turned his head and scanned, saying sternly: "If you have something, just watch, don't know the rules at all, how do you usually teach you?"

With a straight face, the four young men immediately shut up.

After scolding.

The middle-aged man focused on Li Luo.

Having been immersed in this industry for decades, some things can naturally be seen at a glance. Although the young man's movements were a bit raw, in his opinion, he definitely practiced.

It wasn't as simple as playing a few moves randomly.

Li Luo heard all the words of these people, although they were speaking Cantonese.

But for him.

It was no different from listening to his hometown dialect.

Nothing more than discussing that he played with a look, like someone who had learned martial arts, and someone joined in the commotion saying that one hand could easily knock him down.

Finally, he was scolded by their leader for not knowing the rules.

However, that "handsome guy" made him feel very happy, so he didn't care about the pointing of these people.

Turning his wrist, he dashingly carried the long sword behind his back.

Then smiled and nodded to them.

No matter who the other party is, the courtesy should not be less.

"Little brother."

The middle-aged man walked forward with interest, squeezing a few smiles on that fierce and ugly face: "Are you also from the Smiling Proud Wanderer crew? May I ask what sword technique you were practicing just now?"

The voice was very hoarse.

Unexpectedly, the Mandarin was quite good.

"Yes."

Li Luo stood straight with his sword on his back, raised his eyebrows and asked: "And you are?"

"Yuan Bin."

The man stretched out his big hand and said with full momentum: "Let me introduce myself, I am the martial arts director of the crew."

As behind-the-scenes staff.

It is common not to be recognized, and he didn't care. Instead, he looked at Li Luo with interest. Didn't expect to meet someone who knows real martial arts in the crew. This is an unexpected surprise.

Having been immersed in the circle for decades, Yuan Bin has his own pride.

Especially in his line of work.

Without a bit of temper and means, he couldn't suppress people at all.

However, in front of people with real skills, he didn't mind putting down his status to make friends. There are not many things that can attract his interest now, and martial arts is one of them.

Yuan Bin!

Li Luo narrowed his eyes, a bit surprised.

Haven't met the person.

But the name is familiar.

No other reason, the other party's fellow apprentices are too famous. There is the international superstar Jackie Chan in front, and the big brother of Hong Kong in the back. The landlady Yuen Qiu and the suit thug Yuen Wah are all members of the Seven Little Fortunes with him.

In terms of action guidance, this group of people definitely occupies half the country.

"Director Yuan, hello."

Li Luo held Yuan Bin's calloused hand, his expression a bit embarrassed: "Sorry, didn't recognize you just now, please forgive me."

Not to mention the Seven Little Fortunes.

The other party is the martial arts director, and his right to speak is quite heavy.

Whether he fights well or not in the future.

All depends on the other party.

Knowing Seven Stars Sword Technique is one thing, and how to fight on TV is another. In most cases, actors cannot play freely and must follow the requirements of the martial arts director to set the moves.

Having martial arts skills only allows him to fight with higher ornamental value.

"Don't talk about these."

After releasing his hand, Yuan Bin asked excitedly: "Little brother, what is the name of the sword technique you just showed, can you do it again?"

"Don't be like this~"

The crew-cut man standing behind heard this and whispered in Cantonese: "These two hands of martial arts, any of us can play them out. This dead handsome guy is young, I think he has no real skills."

"It's no problem to call me handsome guy."

Li Luo had sharp ears and eyes, and he looked at the other party playfully: "But, can you not add the word 'dead'?"

Most Hong Kong people at this time are arrogant.

Relying on others not understanding the dialect, they like to talk nonsense.

Hearing the standard Cantonese coming from Li Luo's mouth, the crew-cut man's face turned red like a pig's liver. ===== CHAPTER 11 =====