This actor needs more money

Ding Xiu didn't have time to study Robert and Zhang Lei. The Olympics were coming soon and he had a lot of things to do.

As we get closer to the opening ceremony, things get more complicated.

It's not that there's anything wrong with his swordsmanship, it's that he needs to coordinate with lighting and camera rehearsals, time and time again, which is a hassle.

Sometimes when leaders come over, they have to demonstrate it to them.

On this day, Ding Xiu rehearsed until very late before going back to rest. Zhang Yimou also said that he would arrange a car for him. Ding Xiu said no, then in full view of everyone, he got on the motorcycle and turned the accelerator a few times.

"Ride slowly." The old man had just finished speaking. Only the taillights of the car were left, and he suddenly laughed: "This young man, if he makes a big noise, his parents will raise him in vain."

He didn't care much about Ding Xiu, mainly because it was already this time, the program was all arranged, and temporary substitutions were unlikely. Ding Xiu's sudden appearance was a small matter, but affecting the opening ceremony was a big deal.

On August 8th, at eight o'clock in the evening, under the attention of the whole world, the Olympic Games officially opened.

The lights in the entire venue were dim, and only the square formation of thousands of people in the venue was constantly changing their formations. As the raised signs were raised and lowered again and again, a countdown of nineteen eighty-seven appeared.

All 100,000 spectators also shouted the countdown together.

As one falls, fireworks all over the sky rise into the sky, like a countercurrent waterfall rushing to the sky, one wave higher than the other, constantly chasing the night sky.

At this moment, more than 20,000 colorful fireworks illuminated the Bird's Nest and this ancient civilized oriental city, allowing the whole world to see it through live broadcast.

The east wind blew thousands of flowers and trees down at night, and the stars were like rain. The footprints made of flames passed through the square, all the way north, towards the venue. The huge footprints turned into stars falling all over the sky, gathering into a sparkling dreamy five. ring.

The fairy floating from the sky, her name is Feitian, and her dance captivates the city.

Foreigners all over the world were stunned by this scene.

As the largest and most influential sports event in the world, the history of the Olympic Games can be traced back to more than 2,000 years ago. Although it was suspended for 1,500 years, it has been held every four years from the end of the 19th century to the present. There are already twenty-nine sessions.

Looking at the countries that have hosted the event before, no one has been as shocked as this one.

A simple appetizer allows foreigners to feel the enthusiasm and charm of China.

However, this is just the beginning.

In the cultural performance, the first to appear was the four treasures of the study: pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

When the huge scroll on the field slowly opened, the whole audience was shocked.

A huge LED screen 147 meters long and 27 meters wide shows the scroll of China's five thousand years of history.

Among the melodious music, "Ancient Heritage", the Four Great Inventions, Chinese Characters and Operas, the caravans and maps of the Silk Road more than 2,000 years ago appeared on the long scroll. Thousands of sailors, holding giant yellow oars, formed a huge fleet. , recreating the grand occasion of Zheng He's voyages to the West.

In the sound of music, giant oars were flying, the sea and sky were the same color, and in the stormy waves, the two fleets were flying like giant dragons, and the audience cheered like waves.

Ding Xiu, who was still waiting at the scene, was closer to the side curtain and could see more clearly than the audience. He was also deeply shocked by this scene.

"As expected of a national master."

Ding Xiu sighed.

After today, Lao Zi's title of national master will be firmly established.

Others gave him this nickname before, which was more of a joke, but tonight's opening ceremony, he proved with his strength that he can take on this nickname.

Confucius's "three thousand disciples" held bamboo slips and recited the famous line from "The Analects of Confucius" - "Within the four seas, we are all brothers."

The sound was deafening and resounded throughout the world.

The foreigners who participated in the opening ceremony all had their eyes widened and their faces were dull. Although I couldn't understand it, they felt that it was very powerful.

"Ding Xiu, it's your turn soon, go get ready!"

Ding Xiu was still watching the excitement, and the assistant director rushed over and shouted loudly.

Tonight, the busiest people were not the performers, but the directors and staff. Everyone backstage was running around without touching the ground.

The intercom was full of hoarse voices.

"Lights, the lights can be turned on. If you hear anything, answer it!"

"The next performer is in place. Did you hear that? Did you hear that?"

"Assistant director, why did a sign fall down? Hurry up and arrange for someone to help it up!"

"Leader, pay attention to your position! Move your position!"

"Don't be chaotic. Arrange for them to exit in an orderly manner. There are a lot of people. Pay attention to safety!"

Ding Xiu came back to his senses and followed the assistant director to the back of the curtain. The staff put the wire on him, tried the tightness, and jumped on the spot. After confirming that there was no problem, Ding Xiu nodded.

Two minutes later, the Four Treasures of the Study, Poetry, Calligraphy, Ritual and Music exited the stage, and a giant sword with special effects flew from the sky, causing ripples when it landed on the field.

Ding Xiu, who was wearing a white Tang suit, put his hands behind his back and also dropped them.

The side of the body is 37 points and the body is meticulous, the bridge of the nose is strong, the eyebrows are sharp and the eyes are starry, the face is clean and tidy, and it looks elegant but with a touch of perseverance.

"Wow!!"

"handsome!"

"It would be great if Brother Xiu could say "Come with a sword and ride on the wind" at this time to slay demons in the world."

"All it takes is a bottle of wine."

"So far, the first celebrity to take the stage is Ding Xiuniu."

"After a few blind guesses, the next step is the Kung Fu display, which happens to be Ding Xiu's strength."

"Be courteous first, then fight. The old man understands culture."

In the eyes of billions of viewers around the world, the giant sword slowly shrank, and finally formed into a regular long sword.

The hilt of the sword is black, and the sword body has regular lines. Two straight lines protrude to the sword grid, which just divides the sword body into four sides, and the same is true on the back.

This is an eight-sided Han sword from Longquan.

Being able to get it to the Olympics and show it to billions of viewers is certainly not an ordinary thing. This sword is the work of a master, it took a long time, and it is top-notch in terms of workmanship and materials.

From Ding Xiu's point of view, in ancient times, this sword must have been used by the royal family.

He has been using this sword during rehearsals these days.

The sword is very good and he likes it very much.

The old man said that as long as he made no mistakes today, he would give him the sword after the opening ceremony.

"Zheng!"

Ding Xiu gently stroked the sword blade with his fingers, and stabbed it.

The tip of the sword cut through the air, making a sword cry.

Under the attention of billions of viewers, Ding Xiu danced the sword selflessly.

White clothes are better than snow, sword is like a dragon, he is a graceful gentleman.

With the blessing of wirea, various difficult movements were performed on Ding Xiu. As he danced, he jumped two feet high on the spot.

The camera rotated 360 degrees, and Ding Xiu seemed to be frozen in the air, looking so handsome.

If it was accompanied by sword energy, it would be like a scene from a fairy novel.

Foreigners had never seen such a scene before, and they were all stunned. Overseas, even in Hollywood, which is famous for its special effects and high technology, martial arts scenes are not so exciting.

It is recognized that the best martial arts movie among Hollywood movies is The Matrix so far, which was directed by Yuan Baye himself.

But even the hacker's martial arts are a bit unsatisfactory for Ding Xiu.

The sword technique is sometimes sharp, sometimes elegant, and sometimes murderous. Ding Xiu's sword is slow at first, and when it is slow, it is like a landscape painting.

Later, it was fast, and when it was fast, the strong wind swept away the fallen leaves, cutting off all the autumn leaves in the world.

Then it was slow again. This time it was different from the slowness at the beginning, with a little more weight and pressure.

It's obviously the same person and the same sword, but it gives the audience two different senses.

The former is as light as a feather, the latter is as heavy as a mountain.

"Huh!"

Amateurs watch the fun, experts watch the door. In front of the TV, some senior martial arts practitioners let out chuckles.

Wudang, the dean of the Tai Chi Taoist Academy and the first master of swordsmanship, was also watching the Olympics, and Ding Xiu's sword dance caught his attention.

"Lift a heavy weight as if it were light, lift a light weight as if it were heavy. There are still such masters these days, and they are still so young. Did they start practicing in the mother's womb?"

Cheng Shixing started practicing martial arts at the age of seven, majoring in Qing Gong and Kendo. It has been decades since then. He thinks that he has only just begun to get a glimpse of the path of lifting a heavy weight as if it were light, and he is still far from being able to lift a light weight as if it were heavy.

But Ding Xiu, a young man in his twenties, was already very proficient in Kung Fu and had the demeanor of a great master. How could he not be surprised?

He is a monk, doesn't care much about the entertainment industry, and doesn't know Ding Xiu.

"Where did Zhang Yimou dig this master from deep in the mountains?"

In Shaolin, martial arts monk Shi Yanting looked at Ding Xiu on TV and muttered to himself.

Although the young man on TV is wearing a wire and there are technological elements in his martial arts performance, the changes in his strength and strength cannot be faked.

In this era, the spread of martial arts is declining, and many people are able to practice but not fight, and can fight but not practice.

Shi Yanting doesn't know what Ding Xiu's actual combat ability is, and he can't tell it at the moment, but in terms of kung fu, he has mastered three of them.

Even if this kind of person doesn't know how to fight, as long as he is given time, absorbs some fighting skills, and uses strong attacks, he will become a master in time.

Hong Kong Island, Wing Chun, Quanzhen, Cai Lifu, Bagua, Tai Chi, Baji... all of these people saw Ding Xiu.

None of them expected that the young man who used to be a gymnast would step onto the world stage so quickly and show Chinese swordsmanship to billions of viewers.

Overseas, Hong Quan's leader Zhao Zhilin watched TV and laughed.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, but your boy is one step ahead of me. You can show your sword skills in front of the whole world. This achievement is awesome."

His Hongquan disciples are all over the world, but there are only hundreds of thousands of them. There are so many people who don't know this boxing technique.

It is difficult to promote traditional kung fu to the whole world.

But Ding Xiu has done it. The sword dance in the Olympic Games still involves real skills and special effects. It is beautiful and practical, and both experts and laymen find it good.

After tomorrow, I don’t know how many foreigners will flock to the land of China to learn traditional kung fu.

Cangzhou, Baji Boxing Gym.

After dinner, Liu Xiaoyun sipped tea and watched TV leisurely. After Ding Xiu came on stage, he stood up from the Taishi chair.

"Fuck you!"

"Fuck you!"

After Ding Xiu finished performing a set of sword skills, he immediately called his manager.

"Inform our martial arts schools and gyms that starting from tomorrow, we will add an additional subject, swordsmanship, with a tuition fee of 1,280 hundred, what, expensive? Ding Xiu endorses the same model, and the whole world has seen it and said it is good, but it is expensive. Not expensive?"

"You didn't watch the Olympic opening ceremony, right? Turn on the TV and watch it immediately. If you miss it, wait until after twelve o'clock to watch the replay."

"By the way, the martial arts school and the Bajiquan Association will change Ding Xiu's avatar to a bigger one. Yes, let's put the first one in the first row."

"Starting from tomorrow, the tuition fees for martial arts schools and martial arts gyms will be increased by three hundred on the original basis, and two thousand for foreigners. Don't ask why, it's just that Brother Xiu is our spokesperson."

During the Baji Quan National Competition, Liu Xiaoyun and Ding Xiu became acquainted, and later spent a lot of money to invite Ding Xiu, the giant Buddha, to serve as a spokesperson.

Ding Xiu doesn't have to do anything every year, and he pays millions as filial piety.

To be honest, I still felt distressed at first.

But with the continuous influx of students, Liu Xiaoyun didn't feel so distressed.

At this moment, Ding Xiu soared into the sky and ran to the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games. They all could be regarded as one of them.

With your eyes closed, you can imagine how many people will come over to sign up for martial arts practice.

It's a pity that Ding Xiu didn't show Baji Quan or his signature brand, but that doesn't matter, it's just swordsmanship, just give him one more class.

Qin Chao Entertainment.

The office area is brightly lit.

The landline phone kept ringing.

Agents, agent assistants, and business teams who originally served other artists were all grabbed to answer the phone.

"Hey, hello, this is Qin Chao Entertainment. Let's talk to Brother Xiu about endorsements. Okay, what, pig feed? If you don't accept it, get out!"

"Shampoo, which one? Wait a minute, little bully, I'll take note of it and talk about it later."

"Adult products factory? Very good? Get out!"

"Good Kung Fu DVD? Hello boss..."

Having known for a long time that Ding Xiu was going to attend the Olympic opening ceremony, Qin Gang had already made preparations. He gave employees a day off yesterday and all worked overtime today. All the agents were called over and stood in front of their landlines to answer calls and discuss business.

Others read emails.

Endorsements, variety shows, interviews, movie scripts, TV series scripts, song writers, and martial arts practitioners came to my door one after another.

Sitting in the office, Qin Gang listened to the non-stop ringing of the phone, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised. What annoyed him most was the non-stop ringing of the phone.

I don't know why, but it sounds very pleasant.

He even opened the door to hear more clearly.

The phone that was ringing was obviously money.

At the home court of the Olympic Games, Ding Xiu finished a sword practice and had already left the stage. At this moment, the staff packed his sword in a sword case. There was also a corresponding certificate inside to prove that it was an art object and not an illegal controlled knife.

Without leaving, Ding Xiu came to the backstage lounge and sat on the sofa watching the Olympics live broadcast.

The venue was too big. The venue with 100,000 people was very noisy and you couldn't hear anything. That means the atmosphere was okay. In fact, from a sensory perspective, it was not as comfortable and clear as watching in front of a TV.

There were snacks and fruits on the coffee table. Ding Xiu crossed his legs and ate while watching. Zhao Liying stood behind him and helped massage his shoulders, which was very comfortable.

At 9:10, the cultural program ended and the athlete representatives entered the venue.

In the main control room, National Master Zhang Yi sat down on a chair and exhaled heavily, as if all his strength had been drained.

His mission was finally over.

Although the process was a bit bumpy, fortunately there were no mistakes.

He hasn't had a good night's sleep these days, and his hair has turned a lot gray.

"Director Zhang, Teacher Ding Xiu wants to see you."

The old man was drinking water and panting to calm down. The assistant came over and told him that Ding Xiu wanted to see him.

"Let him come over, forget it, I'll go over."

This is the general control. Ding Xiu is not suitable to come here. He drinks too much water and just needs to go for convenience.