Hong Kong Entertainment: Kung Fu Superstar 1981

Chapter 125 The smell of gunpowder

"Hey, stop!"

"Both of you, stop!"

Zhou Billy, who was acting as the referee inside the octagonal cage, and Lu Huiguang outside the cage, shouted at the same time.

But Li Xiang, who was hit on the head, didn't stop immediately and hit the back of the head with his elbow. Seeing that Zou Zhaolong still didn't let go, he actually raised his arm high again, trying to hit him.

But this time, before his hand fell, Zhou Billy hugged him from behind and shouted.

"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?"

Li Xiang, who was under control, finally came to his senses and quickly raised his hands to indicate that he would not do anything again.

Zou Zhaolong, who was hit on the back of the head by an elbow, reached out and touched the back of his head, gritted his teeth and stared at Li Xiang, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

In fighting and boxing, it is indeed inevitable to miss, but the second blow just now cannot be explained by accident.

Seeing Zou Zhaolong staring angrily at him, Li Xiang showed no intention of apologizing. Instead, he broke free from Zhou Bili's restraints, snorted, turned around and walked out of the octagonal cage.

Zhou Bili couldn't help but frown when he saw this, but firstly, Li Xiang was not one of his team members, and secondly, he was not a particularly eloquent person, so until Li Xiang walked out of the octagonal cage, he didn't think about how to speak. Finally, he simply turned to look at Zou Zhaolong beside him and asked in a low voice.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm fine, coach."

Zou Zhaolong rubbed the back of his head and stood up, but he still refused to take his eyes off Li Xiang.

Li Xiang, who walked out of the octagonal cage, stood back beside Lu Huiguang, and was scolded by Lu Huiguang in a low voice with a cold face.

"What are you doing? Do you want to kill someone intentionally? The back of the head is a forbidden area. Didn't I tell you right from the beginning?"

"I just subconsciously..."

"Even if you did it subconsciously the first time, what about the second time? It was also subconscious? Crazy!"

"When everyone goes out to boxing, even if they get injured due to accidents, it's normal. When I was a boxer, every time I didn't fight in a match, I would be covered in injuries. If you ask me, if you don't have the guts, don't come to boxing. Let him go back and take care of himself. Isn’t it good to be his substitute?”

Li Xiang did not dare to confront Lu Huiguang loudly, but he muttered all his complaints and dissatisfaction.

Obviously, he was not aware of his own problems at all in his heart. Instead, he regarded these as the people in the boxing gym and provided extra "care" for Zou Zhaolong, who was a martial artist.

"What are you mumbling about? If all your energy is useless, go ahead and punch me with sandbags. One hundred straight and one hundred hooks each. Go!"

Amidst Lu Huiguang's scolding, Li Xiang walked to the sandbag angrily.

As the angry punches were thrown one after another, the sandbags were also hit with "bang bang".

Lu Huiguang clapped his hands and said to the other students who were watching the fun: "Okay, don't be stunned anymore, let's start the next group!"

As the next group of sparring staff entered the octagonal cage, Lu Huiguang, who was exhausted and exhausted, came to Zhang Yang's side.

"Brother Yang, what should we do in this situation?"

Looking at his worried look, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel happy.

"We don't need to persuade, we just need to make sure that they abide by the rules during the game. As for the rest, let them solve it by themselves. Doing a show, especially a fighting show, after all, requires ignition. "

Zhang Yang paused and ignored Lu Huiguang, who seemed to understand. Instead, he turned around and came to the ATV staff. "How much content is filmed now? Is it enough to edit out two issues?"

"Two issues are definitely enough material, Brother Yang, what do you mean..."

Zhang Yang glanced at Li Xiang who was still punching the sandbag in the corner, and Zou Zhaolong who was sitting on the ground, covering the back of his head with a towel, staring down at his fist, and murmured with a slight smile: "That's what it should be." The smell of gunpowder is also there, and after a slight cut of the previous scenes, it’s time to prepare for them to officially meet the audience.”

……

that evening.

After leaving the boxing gym, Zhang Yang asked Ayu to accompany him and went to the cafe on Broadcasting Road again.

After waiting in the private room for about twenty minutes, Mr. Qiu opened the door and spoke apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I gave the people under my command a while, which delayed me a little bit. I came a little late."

"It's okay, Mr. Qiu, we are all old friends. Let's sit down and chat."

Following the direction of Zhang Yang's finger, Mr. Qiu took a seat opposite him, glanced at Zhang Manyu, and couldn't help but smile.

"It's only been two days since I last saw you. Miss Ayu has become more mature."

One sentence immediately made Zhang Manyu blush.

Zhang Yang coughed awkwardly twice and changed the subject: "Mr. Qiu, it's getting late. Let's talk about business first?"

"Ah, okay, okay, let's talk about business, let's talk about business."

After Mr. Qiu waved his hands repeatedly, he stopped smiling and said seriously: "Yangzi, I heard you say on the phone that you want to arrange for the show to be broadcast at the end of January. How about it? Is it in time?"

"There's enough time. I calculated carefully. In the first month, it's enough to cut out at least six episodes. According to the speed of two episodes per week, waiting for the six episodes to be released, the training time in the second month will be almost the same. After surviving the first two months of training, the contestants now participating in the program are basically capable of competing."

"At that time, we will arrange a game for each of them. It will take a short time, but it can edit a lot of program content. Finally, we will conduct a post-match intensive training. In the last half month, we will arrange for the sixteen of them to compete. Internal competitions and selections will be held to determine the winner, and the program will have a perfect ending.”

After listening to Zhang Yang's arrangements for the program and planning, Mr. Qiu nodded with satisfaction.

"Your arrangement is very good. Let's do what you want. If you have any requests, feel free to ask."

"Well, I really have one request." Zhang Yang paused, "I hope that all the post-editing of this show will be handed over to my subsidiary Yingyang Pictures to be responsible for the production. After all, this is a mixed martial arts reality show. I I don’t want everyone to misunderstand mixed martial arts because of other people’s post-editing.”

Post-editing rights.

After hearing Zhang Yang's request, Mr. Qiu couldn't help but be silent for a long time.

To be honest, for a variety show, the weight of this thing is far more important than imagined.

Sometimes, whether the audience's perception of a person is good or bad may be drastically changed just because of one second more shot or one second less shot in the later stages of editing.

Even the final overall effect of the program, editing also accounts for a large part.

Don't put such an important thing on the TV station and hand it over to outsiders.

For Mr. Qiu, this is tantamount to putting the button of a remote-controlled bomb in the palm of someone else's hand.

This head... is not good...

(End of this chapter)