Zhejiang, Xiangshan, "The Return of the Condor Heroes" Film and Television Studio.

A pure black, extended Cadillac limousine was parked steadily outside the gate of the film and television city.

In those days, this type of car was a symbol of status, and Rolls-Royce was not very popular.

At that time, the Chinese people simply believed that the bigger and bigger the car was, the more prestigious it would be.

Of course, the situation did not improve much in later generations.

Later, tabloid reporters spread rumors about this car, saying that Liu Qianqian rode the luxury car to the film set every day, and that while others were outside in the cold wind, she and her mother hid in the car to rest.

She has an RV with her, which is actually more expensive than this stretched Cadillac, but she rarely uses it, unless she is "dizzy", that is, she eats too much, or she is injured or sick, then she will lie down in it for a while during her rest time.

She is far from the pampered princess in many people's minds.

In the early 90s, poet Chen had not yet married "Diao Chan". His wife at that time was the plain-looking Hong Huang.

Although Hong Huang is not very good-looking, she has a strong family background, and marrying poet Chen was considered a marriage of downgrade.

How powerful is this Sister Hong?

In 85, this man entered the capital and worked for a foreign company with a monthly salary of 7000 US dollars!

In those days, the average person in most areas earned less than 70 RMB per month.

In 96, he went to work at Capital Standard Assets, the boss of which was Chen Xiaolu.

After Sister Hong and Shishi Chen got married, they went to Hong Kong to attend a film festival. The organizers attached great importance to Chen, a new director who had just been shortlisted for Cannes with "The King of Children", and sent a black Cadillac stretched limousine to pick him up.

Poet Chen got into the car excitedly. What a proud guy!

Said to his wife Hong Huang.

"Erniu, from today on, we are the superior ones!"

From that moment on, Hong Huang looked down on him.

This also reflects the personality of poet Chen. Although he talks about love and romance all the time, he is actually full of vulgar ideas.

After all, people are like this. The more they lack something, the more they like to pretend to have it.

In fact, it can be seen from his later works that his films are all very twisted, the kind that wants everything.

At this moment, at the entrance of the film and television city, the driver of a car of the same model that made poet Chen feel like a "superior" person opened the door, and the bearded man and Ma Zhongjun crawled out of it, squatting down.

The car was rented by Big Beard at his own expense to entertain Lao Ma, and it was not paid from the crew's public account.

The bearded man is stingy, but he also knows that only by spending small amounts can one make big money.

The reason for asking Ma Zhongjun to come this time was to increase the budget. This is also an old operation of his. He did it before in "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils".

When you ask someone for money, in addition to showing him the crew's "full of vitality and everything flourishing", you also have to serve the person well.

The bearded man deliberately parked the car at the entrance of the film and television city instead of driving directly to the shooting site, just to accompany Lao Ma around the film and television city.

We have to let the sponsors see where the crew’s money is spent!

"Boss Ma, look, it took more than a dozen people more than a month to build this scenery."

"For this building, we invited experts from the archaeological team to serve as consultants and restored the ancient building from the Southern Song Dynasty one to one."

"The tavern here is restored according to the Qingming Shanghe Tu."

"My requirement for the crew is to shoot the TV series as a work of art, which must be able to withstand scrutiny." The bearded man boasted confidently.

"How is the shooting going now?" Old Ma asked while looking around.

"It's 70% done. After we finish filming the content in the film and television city, we will go to Jiuzhaigou for filming."

"Ha!" The bearded man immediately raised his voice when he mentioned Jiuzhaigou.

“That place is so beautiful!”

“There’s no need for special effects in post-production. It’s like a landscape painting right out of the box. It’s so beautiful!”

"It's just that the local regulations are strict, so it's a bit difficult to shoot."

What should I do if I have difficulties?
Need more money!
He got excited when talking about shooting locations in Jiuzhaigou, just to get money.

Lao Ma was not a fool. He naturally understood the implicit meaning of his words. He did not interrupt him directly and continued to ask.

"How did the actors in the crew perform?"

"They are all good. We have found experienced professional actors."

Liu Qianqian: Then I’ll leave?
"Okay, okay. By the way, how is that kid Zhang Yuan?" Old Ma remembered him.

"Are you doing well on the set? How are your acting skills and work attitude?"

The bearded man knew that Lao Ma was quite interested in Zhang Yuan, and it was not just Lao Ma who was interested in him.

Zhang Jizhong thought that Zhang Yuan was no longer the same Zhang Yuan and was no longer as "obedient" as before.

But in order to get more money and to please Lao Ma, he had to be praised highly.

"His acting skills are considered very good among the younger generation."

"Not to mention his work attitude. He doesn't use a stunt double when he can do it himself, especially for difficult fighting scenes. He is an expert at it."

After saying this, the bearded man thought again, this isn't really an exaggeration, he really is like that, just tell the truth.

Added a few more sentences.

"He also has a very good relationship with other people on the crew."

"I heard that he even paid for a meal for the entire crew during the Chinese New Year."

“Even extras were invited.”

"Really? That's good." Old Ma thought, this kid knows how to behave.

An actor who knows how to behave as a human being is less likely to get into trouble and have to clean up his own mess, which is a big advantage.

"Yes, it's pretty good. This guy is in the crew. Not only does he get along well with other actors, but he also gets along well with the extras. He gets along well with everyone."

When Old Ma heard the bearded man say good things about him, he nodded continuously.

The two of them staggered towards the set.

At this time, the shooting scene.

Not to mention Zhao Jian, even Yu Min stood up with an anxious look on his face.

They only saw Zhang Yuan being surrounded by people.

What’s more, those who surrounded him were students from a martial arts school, a bunch of martial artists!

At this moment, in the crowd, Zhang Yuan moved his right arm.

Just now, he punched Jia Qiang in the face with the same force as Lu Zhijie punched Zhen Guanxi, who was hitting him on the back of the head with a bamboo stick.

This young man has no martial ethics!
To cheat and to launch a surprise attack, Zhang Yuan, a young comrade in his twenties.

Is this good?
This is not good!
The Chinese martial arts world values ​​peace and does not engage in infighting.

After Jia Qiang fell to the ground and couldn't get up, the group of martial arts school students who were his younger brothers suddenly became anxious.

"Sarilang!"

Shouting, they gathered around him from all directions.

"I advise you to calm down." Zhang Yuan said steadily.

"Stable!" One student clenched his fist, and the others raised their arms.

This group of people usually go out in groups, and they dare to overturn the table and cause trouble if they are unhappy with something they said during a meal.

Now that the boss is being beaten and foaming at the mouth with blood, how can they remain calm?

The blood is already boiling.

Besides, they are naturally not afraid because they have more people, and they also have the mentality that the law cannot punish the masses because the crowd is excited.

"We are all Chinese. We Chinese should follow the teachings of Confucius and Mencius and talk about benevolence and righteousness. We cannot just know how to fight and kill." Zhang Yuan was still making his final effort.

He certainly did not regret knocking Jia Qiang down. After all, a sneak attack on the back of his head was tantamount to murder.

Why is food the most important thing for people?

Because if you don’t eat for three days you will starve to death, life and death are everything!

But now he doesn't have three days left, he may die in the next second, so he doesn't have to consider the consequences, how it will end, and whether it will ruin his future.

These are all insignificant in the face of life and death.

His bloodshot eye became increasingly red as he stared at the people in front of him.

The one on the ground wants to kill me.

If these people dare to take action, they also want to kill me.

When faced with someone who wants to kill him, he has only one reaction, which is to kill the other person first to save his own life.

His last bit of rationality made him speak up and try to persuade the other party, hoping that this would be the end of it. This way, it would be better for both himself and the other party.

But things went counterproductive.

"I'll kill you!" A martial arts school student wearing a Beggar Gang costume rushed up first.

blah blah blah!

At this moment, Zhang Yuan heard a crisp sound of switching in his head.

This is the reminder sound of rationality going offline.

Because you won't be using it for some time.

The martial arts school student raised his hands and took a stance.

But before he raised his fist, he felt a strong wind hitting his chest.

Accompanied by a teeth-grinding squeaking sound, he felt his chest tighten and his whole body lighten. The next second he flew up and hit the classmate behind him.

Still waving your hands?
Students are students, they thought this was a competition!

Seeing another classmate being beaten and injured, the others immediately rushed up together shouting!
The reality is not like a movie. The villains will not come up to fight one by one, but side by side.

Without thinking, Zhang Yuan's body moved on its own. He exerted force with his arms, veins bulging, and pulled them back. Then, like two cannonballs, he attacked the two men in front of him who were showing their fangs and claws.

There was a loud bang, and the two men flew backwards before they could get close. "Hong Family Iron Wire Fist!"

Among the anxious crowd outside, an old man with white hair and beard exclaimed.

It was the old martial arts master Yu Chenghui.

He saw through Zhang Yuan's moves at a glance.

"The Iron Wire Fist has both offensive and defensive capabilities. Both arms stay close to the body, the range of motion is small, and the punching power is large. It is most suitable for his current situation where he is surrounded."

"Great Hung Fist!"

The old man is considered a walking encyclopedia in the martial arts world. He couldn't help but sigh when he saw that Zhang Yuan's Iron Wire Fist was extremely authentic from the power to the boxing techniques.

This was taken from Zhao Zhilin.

Iron Wire Fist is the unique skill of his master Zhu Rourong. In terms of authenticity, he is second to none, and no one in the entire Chinese martial arts world dares to claim to be first.

After beating back the two men with his fists, Zhang Yuan immediately raised his arms and swung them violently to the left and right.

After waving his arms to block the several pairs of fists attacking him from both sides, Zhang Yuan only felt his forearms going numb.

Those who were throwing punches also widened their eyes, because not only were their fists numb, they were also pushed back several steps by the blocking arms!

"What kind of force is this?"

At this time, another wave of fists came.

The disadvantage of the Iron Wire Fist is that it is slow and requires accumulation of momentum in order to exert full strength.

Seeing that it was too late, Zhang Yuan immediately changed his tactics.

His arms, which were tensed with all his strength, suddenly relaxed, and his fists quickly spread out.

His two arms swung like whips towards the two people closest to him, and at the same time, his fingers popped out like flowers scattering from the sky.

This move is aimed at the eyes of both of them!

Only two screams of "Ah" were heard, and the two martial arts students staggered around with their eyes covered, completely losing their previous ferocious momentum.

The students wanted to teach Zhang Yuan a lesson and avenge Jia Qiang.

But Zhang Yuan was thinking about saving his life.

In terms of mentality, there is a huge gap between the two sides.

Don't pursue a desperate enemy; a trapped beast will still fight. The ancients knew that once the opponent is pushed into a corner, the instinct for survival will make people do whatever they want.

Zhang Yuan doesn’t care about those “rules of the underworld” now.

Eyes are a weak point and can’t be hit?
I'm hitting the weak point!

The first principle of martial arts is to make the opponent lose his fighting ability in the fastest and simplest way.

"The frontal strike of the Mantis Fist!"

When Yu Chenghui saw his move, her mouth immediately opened wide.

Old Yu is the successor of the Mantis Sect, and he is very familiar with this move.

His old friend Yu Hai is also a master of Mantis Boxing, but they are from different schools.

Yu Hai once said that mantis boxing cannot be used in street fights because it is too easy to kill people!
The head-on attack is a representative example. First, hurt the opponent's eyes, and then you can win no matter how you fight!
"Great Mantis Fist!" Old Yu exclaimed again.

At the same time, it can be seen that if Zhang Yuan uses this trick, he is risking his life!
Praying Mantis Boxing is more flexible than Hung Gar Boxing.

He was surrounded by fists attacking from all angles. After taking a few hits, he put his hands in a praying mantis position, quickly bypassed the arms of several people, and attacked one person's throat.

"Uh... cough cough cough!"

The person who was hit immediately covered his throat with his hands and fell to the ground.

The other arm attacked the arm that had just hit his side, causing him a dull pain.

There was a blow to the joint of the arm, and then another scream rose to the sky.

Just as he finished the blow, a tall man of almost 1.9 meters rushed forward and hugged his waist, trying to push him to the ground.

In any battle, once you fall to the ground, you lose 90% chance of winning.

Even if one has the skill of lying on the ground with fists, it is still a helpless act. No one will lie on the ground on their own initiative when fighting. That is called seeking death.

Zhang Yuan quickly exerted force with his legs and used some natural door leg skills to forcibly stabilize his body.

The big man suddenly felt as if he had bumped into a thousand-year-old tree. The opponent's legs seemed to have taken root, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it at all.

The big man thought, if I can't push you down, I'll at least trap you to death.

As long as I fix your body, others can use you as a stake!

But just as he had the thought, he felt the other party suddenly grabbing his arm tightly.

It's a clasp, not a grip.

To escape, one usually needs to hold the arms and exert force.

But he felt that the other person was holding his arm with ten fingers.

Before he could react to why his opponent's movements were so strange, he heard a strange "puff" sound.

And the source of that sound was his own arm.

"what!!!"

There had been several screams before, but none of them were as deafening as this one.

He only saw the other person's ten fingers on both hands forcibly inserted into his upper arm muscles.

There were ten holes dug out on his biceps and triceps!

Are you still holding me?

Zhang Yuan "pulled" his finger out, and ten tiny streams of blood flew towards the people around him as the other party waved his finger in pain.

"Chunhua's Eagle Claw Hand!"

Old Yu recognized it at a glance; it was Ji Chunhua's Eagle Claw Sect's unique skill.

"Good Eagle Claw!"

Mr. Yu opened his mouth and shook his head slightly.

It takes incredible finger strength to achieve this level.

Mr. Yu originally wanted to step forward to help.

After all, he was very optimistic about Zhang Yuan, especially his amazing arm strength and stability, which was perfect for practicing his two-handed sword!

But now, people saw him use three moves in a few seconds, forcing the people who surrounded him to retreat again and again.

And even though he was hit many times, his weakness did not diminish at all.

For a moment, I couldn't help but stop moving forward.

He had long wanted to see Zhang Yuan's current true strength and know whether he had made any progress since their last meeting.

Well, you'll see it today.

At the sight of blood, the martial arts school students who had just gnashed their teeth and seemed determined to beat him into a pulp panicked.

If you panic, your movements and momentum will weaken by three points.

But Zhang Yuan won't stop there!

He won't stop until no one can threaten his life.

He waved his blood-stained hand and attacked the person closest to him.

After the sound of a broken nose, another person fell to the ground.

Without stopping at all, he immediately attacked the next person.

After hearing the screams of his classmates, the student reacted quickly.

In addition to traditional martial arts, the martial arts school also taught Sanda techniques.

The student immediately dodged backwards with nimble Sanda moves and left Zhang Yuan's attack range.

But before this man could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that Zhang Yuan's arm seemed to have been forcibly stretched longer, making up for the one or two steps he took back.

boom!
vomit……

After being hit in the abdomen by a punch, he rolled over, lay on the ground and started vomiting, with dirt all over his face. He was twitching all over and unable to get up.

"Tong back fist!"

Old Yu watched with his own eyes as Zhang Yuan, after discovering that his arms were not long enough, quickly shrugged his shoulders, pushed his waist forward, led his chest, and then his right shoulder, and swung his right arm out like a whip!
"He knows so much."

"And the moves change so quickly, using different styles of moves according to different situations, without even starting, switching like the wind."

Mr. Yu has been in the martial arts world for decades, but he has never seen anyone change moves so smoothly.

It doesn't even look like a switch in boxing techniques, it's as if the two moves are a set of boxing moves.

The power techniques of the two boxing styles are obviously slightly different, but he can switch between them instantly, and no one can guess what his next move will be.

"So good!"

Yu Chenghui was amazed. This kid's kung fu skills were very solid and not deviated at all.

What was even more astonishing than him was Zhang Zhenyong who had been by his side.

This Shaolin disciple, whose Buddhist name is Shi Xinghan, had just fought with Zhang Yuan not long ago.

He even called back to show off to his classmates.

"I fought the man who knocked Shi Xingyu unconscious and ended up in a tie!"

"This shows that I am much stronger than Shi Xingyu!"

But now I see Zhang Yuanyong fighting against twenty or thirty people.

Shi Xinghan's hands were shaking.
Not only my hands, but my chin was shaking.

He only has one idea now.

"How did I manage to tie with this monster?" (End of this chapter)