Huayu, can you be called the best actor if you don’t indulge yourself?

Chapter 10: The Ugly Martial Arts Director

After eating and drinking their fill, the two quickly left the restaurant.

Looking at the elevator button, Chen Lifeng couldn't help but ask curiously: "Aren't you going back to your room?"

"Just eaten."

Li Luo came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "I'm going to the gym to digest the food. I'm going to shoot a martial arts drama next, so I'll stretch my muscles while I'm at it."

I even played Lin Pingzhi myself.

It doesn’t seem like a big deal to change the protagonist.

There's no need to spend energy thinking about it.

"Let's go together!"

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

Unless you are too introverted, when you arrive in an unfamiliar environment, you will subconsciously want to find some friends who can get along well with you.

We had a great conversation while having dinner just now.

Li Luo, who has a refreshing and handsome appearance, is also easy to make people like him, so she doesn't mind more contact. Although Yi Lin doesn't have many action scenes, she also needs more practice.

"no problem."

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

As the elevator door closed, the pretty little nun disappeared from sight. Li Luo scratched his chin and walked towards the gym happily.

It’s been a while since I’ve gotten an indulgence reward.

Perhaps I can find a way to make a breakthrough with the other party.

The filming of "Swordsman" involves a lot of fighting scenes, so the actors are highly encouraged to make adequate preparations before filming. Most of the huge gym has been cleared out, leaving only a small amount of sports equipment.

Follow the schedule.

In a few days, unified training will begin here.

No matter how effective the training is, at least it should help these actors to look presentable and not feel awkward holding a sword.

Take a stroll on the treadmill.

After feeling that it was almost digested, Li Luo swung his arms and walked to the side.

There are densely packed prop swords on the wooden rack. These swords are long and short, and have different shapes. The prop team is very attentive and has handled the details very well.

He chose a sword of suitable length and drew it out with ease.

The sword is as sharp as snow.

The heavy feel is quite good.

It is completely different from the wooden sword used before in Hengdian.

"Ding~"

With a flick of his finger, the sword made a buzzing sound.

What a guy!
Li Luo's eyes lit up.

Although it was not sharpened, the feeling of holding a real sword in his hand was completely different. He was excited at the sight of prey, so he made a sword gesture, turned around and thrust forward.

"Whoosh~"

A sound broke through the air.

He held the flower in his arms and thrust the sword, then stepped back, the sword light swishing left and right.

A kick and another backstab.

Li Luo's agile figure moved around in the huge gym, and the sword in his hand stabbed from all angles. His excellent physical fitness made his movements particularly smooth.

Even though it was a skill, he didn't dare to neglect it.

You have to practice often so that you can become proficient at it.

Just when she was concentrating on sword dancing, several men came into the gym. They were of average height, but sturdy build, with fierce looks on their faces, and it was obvious that they were not good people.

Seeing that the props were passive, they looked a little unhappy.

"Huh~"

However, seeing that Li Luo performed in a very methodical way, the expressions of several people changed a little. The man with slicked back hair crossed his arms and said in surprise: "What a handsome boy, you look very similar to him~"

"I don't know if he has any overnight porridge."

"Pretend to be cute and show off your stuff~."

Another person scratched his short hair and said with disdain: "Brother Can, you can crush him with just one hand!"

"Hahaha."

The remaining two people burst into laughter.

"Shut up."

The man in his forties in the middle turned around and glanced at him, then said sternly, "Be polite when you are in trouble. You don't know any rules at all. How do you teach me how to behave?"

Their faces turned serious and the four young men fell silent immediately.

After the lecture, the middle-aged man looked at Li Luo intently.

Having been immersed in this business for decades, he could naturally see some things at a glance. Although the young man in front of him seemed a little unfamiliar with the movements, in his opinion, he had definitely practiced them.

It's not as simple as just using a few random tricks.

Li Luo heard what several people said, even though they spoke Cantonese.

But for him.

It's just like listening to your hometown dialect.

They were just talking about how they performed very well, as if they had learned Kung Fu, and some people started to make fun of them, saying that they could be easily knocked down with one hand.

In the end, they were scolded by their leader for not knowing the rules.

But the word "handsome boy" made him very happy, and he didn't care about these people's pointing and talking.

With a turn of his wrist, he casually put the sword behind his back.

Then smile and nod at them.

No matter who the other person is, you should always show proper courtesy.

"Little brother."

The middle-aged man stepped forward with a smile on his ugly face. "Are you also from the Swordsman crew? What kind of swordsmanship did you practice just now?"

The voice is very hoarse.

Surprisingly, I speak Mandarin quite well.

"Yes."

Li Luo stood with his sword on his back, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"

"Yuan Bin."

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

As a behind-the-scenes person.

It was common not to be recognized, but he didn't care. Instead, he looked at Li Luo with interest. He didn't expect to meet someone who knew real kung fu in the crew. This was an unexpected surprise.

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

Especially in his line of work.

Without temper and means, you can't control others.

However, in front of people with real skills, he doesn't mind lowering himself and making friends with them. There are not many things that can attract his interest nowadays, and martial arts is one of them.

Yuan Bin!

Li Luo narrowed his eyes, a little surprised.

No one has seen it.

I have heard of the name.

There is no other reason, it's just that his fellow apprentices are too famous, with the international superstar Fang Long in front and the Hong Kong Big Brother behind, and the landlady Yuan Qiu and the suit thug Yuan Hua are all members of the Seven Little Fortunes like him.

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

"Hello, Director Yuan."

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

I won’t talk about the Seven Little Fortunes or anything like that.

The other party is a martial arts director and has a lot of say.

Whether I can play well or not in the future.

It all depends on each other.

Knowing the Seven Star Sword Technique is one thing, but being able to fight well on TV is another. Most of the time, actors cannot perform freely and must follow the requirements of the martial arts instructor.

Having a background in martial arts only makes your fights more entertaining to watch.

"Don't say that."

After letting go, Yuan Bin asked with great interest, "Little brother, what is the name of the sword technique you just demonstrated? Can you do it again?"

"How about this~"

The crew-haired man standing behind him muttered in Cantonese, "We can easily perform these two skills, but this handsome guy is so young, I don't think he has any real skills."

"It's okay to call me pretty boy."

Li Luo has sharp ears and eyes. He looked at the other party with a playful expression: "But, can you not add the word death?"

Most Hong Kong people at this time were arrogant.

Taking advantage of the fact that others can't understand his dialect, he always likes to talk nonsense.

Hearing the fluent and clear Cantonese words coming out of Li Luo's mouth, the man with the crew cut turned as red as pig liver.

(End of this chapter)