Chapter 1962

Eating for two hours takes half the time just talking to the neighbors.

Eating, upstairs suddenly a head.

Laughing and chatting with Liang Guozhong.

The foreigners all over the table listened to a series of blankness, but Li Zitao listened with relish.

"Can you understand?" Hattie, who was sitting next to him, quietly touched him and asked.

"Of course I understand." Qin Yu looks at him curiously, why can't he understand?

"Your language sounds really strange. It's too difficult."

Heidi said bitterly. She wanted to learn Chinese before.

But after studying with Li Zitao for two days, he decided to give up.

This business is not suitable for her brain. If she studies again, it will be useless.

"Chinese is the most beautiful language in the world. If you study it carefully, you will understand it."

Li Zitao said bluntly that complexity is a bit complicated.

But the beauty of language is absolutely the highest in the world.

"Forget it. I'm afraid I haven't learned how to speak English."

Heidi shook her head in defiance. Rotten wood can't be carved!

"Let's have another drink!" Liang Guozhong raised his porcelain bowl and raised his glass to the crowd with a reddish complexion.

One of the foreigners on the scene turned green in an instant.

This wine is different from the wine they usually drink. It tastes strange at first.

But it's acceptable, and it's not spicy.

But I didn't wait for a few minutes, and my whole body was burning with heat.

In particular, Coppola, who has just had a few more bowls, will be like a husky, panting with his tongue outstretched.

His cheeks were red and swollen, and his eyes were in a trance.

Sitting in a chair is like Shi Lezhi

The next day, Liang Guozhong took the crew to visit Chengzhai, looking for suitable shooting spots.

All the people in the team were in a trance, and their heads were as sour as if they had been bagged and given 50 hammers.

Coppola didn't even show up. I heard that he was lying on the bed.

I can't open my eyes with headache!

It was Liang Guozhong and Li Zitao who looked red and energetic.

"Bruce, are you sure we're drinking the same wine?" Martin rubbed his temples as he walked, and his tendons were pounding. He felt very uncomfortable.

"Isn't it poured out of a jar?"

"There are all kinds of strange things in the East. I have seen a wine pot that can pour out two different liquids!"

Martin's eyes were full of suspicion and didn't believe what he said!

Otherwise, how can they become like this with their own drinking capacity? They must have done something in the wine industry.

"No one wants me to drink any more these days!" Martin thought bitterly.

"Director Martin, this is the last place."

I took all the people around the village and even saw the rooms of the residents upstairs.

Liang Guozhong is waiting for them to decide where to start shooting. He can also make the next arrangements.

"On the top floor, it's better to empty the roof. Bruce needs a place to practice his boxing."

"When the plane flies by, the following is a picture of Bruce practicing boxing with his bare upper body. It will definitely become a classic!"

Although his head was still a little dizzy, when it came to the movie, Martin immediately lost his spirits.

The details of the next shooting are arranged incessantly, and the crew are immediately involved in the work.

Set, all kinds of preparation.

It was Liang Guozhong who communicated with the owner and temporarily used the room.

The process is so simple that it's unbelievable that he said it and the other party agreed on the spot.

"They agreed so readily?" Martin also thinks it's incredible. Don't you need to talk about the price?

"Why refuse to publicize the Chinese culture and ideology?"

"Of course, if you want to take care of the money, you should pay according to the price we discussed before."

Liang Guozhong won't want less than a cent of the benefits he should fight for. If he doesn't make money, he won't make money.

To save money for foreigners, they just say, "fool, you don't earn money."

Generous is not used at this time, it has to use the right place is good.

Wrong use is ignorance!

"You can use all the rooms on this floor, and the roof will be free. Bruce, what do you need?"

If he wants to perform Kung Fu, should he have some special requirements?

Liang Guozhong looked at him with great interest, but he was looking forward to seeing what he called kung fu.

"Stake, sandbag There should be more sandbags. It's better to have two poles with a rope, so that people can dump them. "

Bruce's background is doomed that he is poor and can't afford too expensive formal training equipment.In order to fit the character image, we must make some simple but practical things.

It's a secret of boxing to throw out the sandbags.

After the shooting of the two films, Li Zitao's fists are full of cocoons.

Because of the physique, it's not as exaggerated as the real boxing master.

But there are also obvious traces.

What he needed was soon delivered. Li Zitao himself inserted two iron rods into the cement hole.

After fixing with wooden stopper, hang a hemp rope and tie it tightly.

Step back a few times, accelerate to dive in front of the rope, and do a forward somersault.

The two sandbags were placed at the right distance from each other.

Dong Dong ~

see Li Zitao's fist hitting on the sandbag without false hair.

Just still very high sandbags, with the impact of rapid compaction, bag surface tension.

Bang!

With a crack, the sandbag cracked.

Holding the rope with his backhand, Li Zitao moved his wrist and said, "sandbags should be reinforced, three layers Well, it's better to put a layer of cowhide on the outside. It's better to sew it by hand. It can be made by the help of the neighborhood. "

The props immediately went to arrange for someone to sew two ragged cowhide bags.

"By the way, mix some stones in the sand."

Finally, before the training, a boxing sandbags, exposed sand mixed with stones will be more shocking picture.

It will also make his kung fu more real.

Liang Guozhong stepped forward, looked at the sandbag, and then looked at the back of his hand.

"Is that real Kung Fu?" Liang Guozhong said with surprise.

"A few years ago, many martial arts masters escaped, but they were all hidden in Chinatown. It's not too much to say that they were hiding dragons and crouching tigers."

There will be a follow-up play, shot in Chinatown, mainly about the origin and decline of Kung Fu.

In his imagination, the picture should be inclined to the style of Crouching Tiger, hidden dragon.

The duel between the experts and the persistence of the martial arts master, the gorgeous fighting scene and the helpless resolution.

The script of the play is already being polished, so I don't know when it will be before shooting.

After all, it can only be regarded as a derivative of the series.

Whether it can be shot or not depends on the performance and potential of the whole series.

Whether it's good or not depends on the word "making money".

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