The actor's mental state is not stable

Chapter 157
"Don't call me a monk, I'm Shi Xingyu." Shi Xingyu said in a muffled voice, sounding like a mouthful of blood stuck in his chest.

Chen Weitao didn't care, and moved closer to him, "Monk, I didn't mean you."

"Your behavior is like challenging Bruce Lee in the 70s and [-]s. It's really embarrassing to lose."

"Can he also compare with Bruce Lee?" His eyes quietly glanced at the main room, but he didn't hear it, so he felt relieved.

He was still a little unconvinced.

"Look, look, monk, you are not sure about your position."

Chen Weitao took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one over, "You, you underestimate Master Huo and yourself too much."

Shi Xingyu didn't speak.

The fire that has been suppressed for three years is now blazing.The ice and snow did not suppress the fire, but made it burn even more vigorously.

As a result, Huo Yunting kicked him out.

He was in a mess.

Taking a big puff of smoke, the smoke gushed out from his nostrils.Covering his face, he looked even more vicissitudes and melancholy.

"Hahaha, tea is here."

Huo Yunting put the tea tray on the table, and beckoned the two to come in, "Why are you freezing outside? Come here."

The two of them entered the room and sipped a cup of warm tea, their bodies were steaming hot.Shi Xingyu's heart began to agitate again.

"Master Huo, I want to ask you some questions, okay?"

"Hey! Monk, then you have found the right person." Chen Weitao slapped his hands, "You have to ask questions so shamelessly to improve. Losing to Master Huo is really nothing."

Shi Xingyu's face twitched, "Can you not talk?"

Huo Yunting clicked his tongue twice, and Lao Chen said, no way.Worse than Zhang Debang.

After calming down, Shi Xingyu asked, "Master Huo, what's the use of the Hunyuan pile of internal boxing?"

Huo Yunting was stunned for a moment, "Are you still practicing Xingyiquan?"

He looked him up and down with a slightly weird expression, "You have really worked hard for the past three years, you practice everything."

Hearing what he said, Shi Xingyu couldn't help showing a confident look on his face.

Although he said that he would practice hard in Shaolin Temple, he was angry, but he really worked hard, and he has not been idle for the past three years.

"So, Master Huo, can you talk about this Hunyuan Pile in detail."

Huo Yunting pondered for a moment, "Practice strength."

"Energy?"

Huo Yunting has practiced many piles before.

What Hunyuan piles, thirty-seven piles, there are too many.

At that time, he couldn't find any feeling. He once suspected that the purpose of standing up and practicing his legs was to straighten his waist. After all, those old fritters from Beijing Film Studio often said that if you practice your waist but not your legs, sooner or later you will... …

It was only after he "eat" the gall of the strange snake that he gradually figured out the usefulness of this stake.

Huo Yunting dragged the chair to the open space in the small courtyard, and called Shi Xingyu to stand in front, letting him feel it for himself.

"Don't worry, I'm holding back."

Huo Yunting placed the face of his fist on his chest for a gesture, and then put the tip of his palm on his chest, making Shi Xingyu panic.

Didn't he want to avenge himself publicly?
"boom!"

Just as he was thinking, the fist suddenly rushed over, like an afterimage, Shi Xingyu didn't see it clearly.Afterwards, I only felt a force spread from my chest to my limbs.

In the back, it was as if he had just been kicked and flew, the person flew out backwards, fell on the chair, and slid back more than ten centimeters.

Sitting on the chair, he was stunned until a very ignorant snowflake fell on his eyeballs.

Blinking his eyes, he came back to his senses.

"Is this... Inch Fist?"

"Inch strength."

Huo Yunting teased, "If you combine the breathing method, lift the tail, push the gate of life, and build a magpie bridge, then it will become a foundation-building practice."

This was a joke, but Shi Xingyu couldn't laugh.

Permeable.

I had thought about some other questions just now, but now it seems unnecessary to ask.

Just because he showed his hand, he couldn't compare to him.

Huo Yunting was cheerful, he pulled Shi Xingyu up, and patted the snow on his body intimately, "Xingyu, why don't we have dinner together at night? It's been a long time since I've seen you, so I can show my friendship as a landlord .”

This is polite talk.

This kid obviously came here to find a place, so she didn't show mercy.

But looking at his distraught appearance now, I can't bear it.Based on how well he knew this kid, he would turn his head and leave in all likelihood.

"...If that's the case, then it's disrespectful."

"..."

Whoops, I guessed wrong!

Huo Yunting gasped, he was about to lose money for a meal.

Grandma, why should I say such an extra word!

In the evening, four people sat around a table.

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger, without stopping.It is really one piece after another, hidden in the snow and invisible.

The snow that Chen Weitao swept was not in vain.If he didn't scan a piece first, it would be difficult for Lao Huang to enter the door.

"Cough, cough, old Huo, why is there a big dent in our iron door? It must be repaired."

At the dinner table, Huang Bo frowned slightly.

The words were spoken to Huo Yunting, but all four people present could tell that they were speaking to Shi Xingyu.

As soon as I came back this damn night, I saw that the iron gate was broken.

Shi Xingyu looked a little embarrassed, and took a sip of his wine.He really wanted to say that it was Huo Yunting who kicked him up, so could it be his fault?
But when he thought that he came to the door on his own initiative and lost, the words flowed into his stomach along with the wine.

I secretly wondered whether my money was enough to repair the door.

"Okay, okay, I'm not talking about you, Lao Huang. You're whining about what's the big deal."

"Come and have a drink."

The four people who were not very familiar with each other just clinked their wine glasses together, making a crisp sound.

"Master Huo, have you always carried this prayer bead?"

When he stretched out his wrist, Shi Xingyu saw the beads on his wrist, and immediately recognized it as the string he had given him earlier.

This has been worn for three years?

For a moment, I felt a little touched again, all kinds of emotions mixed together, the five flavors were mixed, and the taste was unspeakable.

Taking a closer look, he frowned, "Why is there one missing?"

"Monk, you are not out of date."

Chen Weitao laughed cheerfully, talking about the weird car accident in the middle of the night last year.

After the car accident, not long after Huo Yunting returned to the set, he boldly asked about it.

He didn't hide it, and told them everything.After all, this matter is indeed a bit strange, and he also wants to talk and discuss it with others.

It's a pity that this group of people listened to the excitement, and after listening to it, apart from sighing that they survived a catastrophe, they all looked embarrassed.

I have to say that Lao Chen is really good at talking.

In a few words, he explained the matter clearly, and it was impressive.

After hearing what he said, Shi Xingyu smacked his lips with emotion, "If you survive a catastrophe, there will be future blessings."

"Master Huo, your good days are yet to come."

"I said, Lao Huo, your car accident was caused by your string of prayer beads. Let me tell you, it's the prayer beads that are really unlucky."

Huang Bo slurped hot and sour noodles, his mouth was bald.

He did know about Huo Yunting's car accident, but it was the first time he knew such an inside story.

Looking at the prayer beads on his wrist, Huo Yunting smiled, "Is it bad luck?"

"Dai is used to it."

"Teacher Huang, I'd like to offer you a toast." Shi Xingyu felt that this topic was a bit awkward, after all, he gave this prayer beads, so he quickly found an excuse to divert the conversation.

The guests at the meal were happy, Shi Xingyu wanted to have a private conversation with the marriage group, but he couldn't find time.

Huang Bo and Chen Weitao got along really well, the two of them talked to each other, creating a lively atmosphere.

Just when Huo Yunting was about to see off the guests, Shi Xingyu suddenly bowed down with his hands clasped in fists.

"Master Huo, I want to hang out with you."

These words are abrupt.

"Oh, I'm going, I'm showing my head. I'm going to slip away first." Huang Bo's expression suddenly twisted, and he ran back to the left side room clutching his stomach.

"Hey! Teacher Huang, you didn't bring paper, did you? I'll get you some paper!" Chen Weitao followed behind him.

After all, he is also a 1.8-meter old man, and he suddenly fell down and begged for help.

It's not easy for them to watch from the side.

The two slipped to the left side room, the door was closed with a "snap", the light was turned on, and two black heads were vaguely seen by the window.

The corner of Huo Yunting's mouth twitched twice, no wonder this kid wants to stay here for dinner tonight, he has something to say.

"Let's go into the house and talk." After finishing speaking, he took Shi Xingyu back to the main room, and the door closed with a "snap".

"Brother Huang, I can't hear you anymore."

"Then let's sneak out and have a look?"

"Forget it, the snow is so big, I shrank from the cold."

Once the words are spoken, there is no turning back.

If you regret it now, it will really refute Master Huo's face.

Shi Xingyu stuttered and explained in the room, it was the first time Huo Yunting had seen him so embarrassed.

After talking for a long time, I was still thinking about the entertainment circle in my heart, and wanted to come here again.

That time he was selected by Zhou Xingchi, and the time he stayed in Chedun, Shanghai, really made him see the joy of the mundane world.

What's more, he worshiped Shaolin Temple because of the movie "Shaolin Temple".

The opportunity of "Kung Fu" was missed three years ago, and now it is equivalent to starting from scratch.Rather than looking around and starting from scratch, it is better to go to Huo Yunting.

From the moment Huo Yunting punched him flying, he knew that this is really the contemporary Bruce Lee.

No, maybe even better than him.

"...Master Huo, I want to hang out with you, just like Chen Weitao. You take [-]% of my salary, do you think it's okay?"

Huo Yunting stroked his chin and wondered why one or two would go to me, making me look like a bustard.

Pulling the girls to pick up the guests, he draws from it?

But should I say it or not, Shi Xingyu's skills are half as strong as his.

I dare not say that I am invincible in the world, but it is definitely enough to deal with most Lianjiazi.

"Xing Yu. If you want me to take you, I dare not guarantee it. I can only say that I will ask if I have the opportunity to see if I can draw you two into a team."

Shi Xingyu was overjoyed, this was half the battle.

"But there is something I want to discuss with you."

"Master Huo, you said that as long as I can do it, I will try my best to do it well."

Shi Xingyu's eyes became serious, this is a certificate of honor.

"I'm planning to open a martial arts gym, and I want you to be my coach for a while."

It should be sooner rather than later, Huo Yunting has been thinking about it since he was in Zhejiang, and even talked to Liu Yifei about it.

Originally, I was just talking to the little girl to relieve my boredom, and I didn't expect her to give me any suggestions.I didn't expect her words to be really meaningful.

"Brother Yun, I think you should open a martial arts gym as early as possible. When "The Unspeakable Secret" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" come out, you probably won't have time."

"Then there will be no continuous film appointments in the future. Various commercial performances, variety show invitations one after another, can't stop."

Huo Yunting thought about it, and it really happened.

He dare not guarantee "The Unspeakable Secret", but he is still very optimistic about "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

Anyway, now that I have spare money in hand, the rent is not much higher.

"That's definitely possible." Shi Xingyu nodded, but soon hesitated again, "Can I do it..."

Before today he was very confident in himself, but after today he is not so confident.

"What are you afraid of?" Huo Yunting patted him on the shoulder, "I will guide you when I am free these days."

"it is good."

After chatting with Shi Xingyu a few more words, Huo Yunting sent him out, but the snow was too thick on the ground, and it was not convenient to walk.

"It's raining, it really doesn't work at night from—"

After speaking halfway, Huo Yunting became deep in thought.

Why was it that when I was short of a roommate before, people couldn't live and die, but now I don't have one.

"Xingyu, you can squeeze with Lao Chen at night."

After saying this, Shi Xingyu's face changed drastically, "No Master Huo, I'd better go to the hotel. I have already booked a room."

Arched hands, left in the desert.

Early the next morning, Shi Xingyu came back early in the morning.

Seeing Huo Yunting, he clasped his fists and saluted seriously, "Master Huo."

The whole Huo Yunting felt a little uncomfortable.

"It's not so formal."

"Yes, Master Huo."

"Yo, the monk is here."

Although Chen Weitao is an air of practice, he is also a child of practice.It's not too late to get up.

This early in the morning, Huo Yunting began to give pointers to the two of them.

But Huang Bo made a lot of noise.

In the past, Huo Yunting was alone and he could accept it, but now there are three fucking people, and the house is not soundproof, it feels like the three of them are fighting from within their own heads.

At 06:30, I was quarreled and fled.

"His grandma's, I'm an outsider."

After cursing angrily, Huang Bo walked towards Beijing Film Studio.

The sun was high, noon.

Huang Bo didn't come back, but Zhang Debang came.

It just snowed yesterday, and today the cold wind blows like a knife, but Zhang Debang's forehead is sweaty and shiny.

"Brother Huo, what are you doing, doing martial arts?!"

"Right, come back and tell Boss Wang for me."

Huo Yunting sent a message to Zhang Debang last night, asking him to pay attention to some shops in Beiping for rent, and he wants the entire martial arts gym.

No, Lao Zhang woke up in a daze early this morning and was still groping dishonestly from Ruanrouxiang, trying to send troops early in the morning, catching her by surprise.

One hit, straight to Huanglong.

"Hey! What are you doing~"

"annoying."

"It's not the first time for an old couple."

With a smug smile on Zhang Debang's face, he attacked the city and destroyed the village, babbling non-stop, and picked up the phone to take a look.

Then withered.

The first emperor collapsed in the middle of his business before he started his business...

After changing her clothes, Ma Liu ran out, even enduring the phrase "Are you a man" behind her.

"Brother Huo, why don't you let the matter of the martial arts hall go for a while... Mr. Wang has given you a great job, you stab him in the back..."

"Isn't it suitable?" Lao Zhang asked tentatively.

"Good work? What good work?"

(End of this chapter)