Actor: Thank you.

Whether according to folk historical tradition or national recognition, Shandong is a veritable province of martial arts.

The four major departments, namely, the Information Office, the General Administration of Sports, the Ministry of Culture and the Tourism Bureau, jointly evaluated three batches of "Martial Arts Hometowns".

In each batch, there is a city in Shandong.

Among them, the first batch included Heze and Yuncheng.

The old revolutionary base in "Water Margin" is still quite powerful.

In addition, there is Baodi in Tianjin...which is the background of the abstract masterpiece "Treasure Land in Front of the Door".

The two old urban areas of Shanghai, Hongkou and Huangpu, are also on the list.

That’s right, the water and land docks and the places where workers gather are all fertile soil for martial arts to take root and sprout.

On the plane to Shandong, Zhang Yuan noticed that his assistant Zhao Xinxin was a little uneasy.

After a little thought, Zhang Yuan roughly understood it.

Her hometown is Shandong, and she graduated from Yuncheng Martial Arts School.

He follows me around everywhere and is almost always busy all year round.

Moreover, the closer it gets to the New Year and other holidays, the busier Zhang Yuan becomes, and the more she cannot leave.

If you do your job as an assistant well and smoothly, you will be closer to him than your family members.

They are now.

"Dandan, when we get off the plane, help me take my luggage to the hotel, and then we can move freely."

"Go home and visit school, and meet up with relatives and old friends."

"I'll hire a car for you."

"Yeah!" She was also a straightforward person. She agreed without any hesitation.

Along the way, I was planning to buy some milk, snacks and daily necessities to take home and to school, and then have dinner with friends.

People cannot just work, otherwise they will become like machines and gradually become numb.

After getting off the plane, I walked directly through the passage to the underground garage.

"reached!"

At this time, an old man with white hair and a youthful face, although his face was full of wrinkles, but his back was straight, appeared in front of him.

"Why did you come here in person? I can't take it!"

The person who came was none other than Mr. Yu.

It’s not Mr. Yu, Qian’s father, but Yu Chenghui.

Zhang Yuan planned to come to Shandong to practice for a few days, and this was the person he was looking for.

Not only does he have a close relationship with the Shandong Sports Bureau, but the director of the Jinan Martial Arts School is also his apprentice.

You can just go to Jinan martial arts hall to practice and avoid looking for a place.

"I don't care if others come, but I have to take a look when you come." Yu Chenghui walked up to him with a smile and took him to the car nearby.

I haven't seen the old man much since the filming of "The Return of the Condor Heroes".

I have mentioned it many times, asking him to come to Shandong to play.

Since I needed it right now, I accepted the invitation.

The old man kept asking along the way.

"How's your training with the two-handed sword I gave you?"

After saying that, Yu Chenghui narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

Zhang Yuan was a little embarrassed.

Counting from the time when the old man gave him the sword during the filming of The Return of the Condor Heroes, he has been practicing for nearly two years.

how to say.

It’s not that I don’t want to practice.

Firstly, I'm too busy and don't have time.

Secondly, even if you practice, the punches, kicks and body movements are needed for filming.

There aren't many places where a two-handed sword can be used.

He couldn't lie, so he could only speak slowly.

"After leaving your guidance, I feel a little lost."

I didn't lie either.

I don't practice in the right way, so I don't practice much, and there's nothing wrong with that.

"Yeah." The old man nodded. Not only did he not show any dissatisfaction, but he seemed a little relieved.

If you have made great progress without my guidance, wouldn’t that make you a monster?
This is normal.

"I came back precisely to ask you for advice." Zhang Yuan quickly replied.

This is also true.

Because the Jade Border God of War only uses two-handed weapons.

Whether it is the Fang Tian Hua Ji or the Guan Dao, you have to use both hands.

In fact, considering his strength, it is not difficult to do it with one hand, but filming a movie is not about fighting, it needs martial arts design.

It is designed to be used with both hands, so it appears powerful.

Two-handed weapons all have something in common when it comes to usage.

In particular, Yu Chenghui's two-handed sword is longer than the average broadsword and more like a long weapon.

In terms of the power of the waist and legs, they are more similar.

After arriving at the martial arts gym, I asked Zhao Xinxin to send my luggage to the hotel and then I was free to move around.

He followed the old man to meet the curator.

"This is my apprentice Yang Yanqing."

"This is..."

"Mr. Zhang Yuan is very famous. I often see you on TV." The burly middle-aged man said.

Zhang Yuan took a look at the other person's figure.

This body shape is called the "mahjong tile" body shape.

It is wide horizontally and has a thick back, and you can tell at first glance that it is the work of a martial artist.

The arms were thick and strong, and looked as if they were made of copper or iron.

In fact, Yu Chenghui is very similar to the old man Wang Deshun who played the Jade Emperor and whom Zhang Yuan met on the set of "The Forbidden Kingdom".

They have all experienced hardships, hard work, and part-time jobs. They are not the kind of professionals trained in a greenhouse.

Because of this, his actual combat ability is very strong and he is not just a fancy guy.

In 83, Shandong TV filmed the TV series "Wu Song" based on "Water Margin".

Yu Chenghui was of course the film's martial arts director, and the director of the Jinan martial arts school was his disciple at that time.

"Let's make friends through martial arts. Let's not talk about anything else, let's practice first!" Old Yu waved his hand.

"Yanqing, give him a two-handed sword."

"Yes." The curator came to his own special weapons rack, hesitated for a moment, and took one.

The master said this to let him use his own weapon.

Obviously very important.

"Take one too."

"what?"

"What?" Seeing his disciple hesitate, Mr. Yu continued, "It's said that you have practiced well."

"Your disciples are no match for him. I'm not even warmed up yet, so I'm not suitable."

"Just you come."

"Yes!" He agreed readily, but he was not happy in his heart.

Shandong people are generous.

When you come to a martial arts gym, fighting is inevitable.

But he originally planned to let his apprentice practice with him so that he could also take a look at his quality.

The key is that Zhang Yuan’s identity is an actor.

And she is so young and looks good.

These traits may appear to be advantages outside, but in the martial arts world, they are shortcomings that are easily overlooked.

If you grow up to be like Teacher Ji Chunhua, everyone in the martial arts world will look up to you, or even be so scared that they won’t even dare to look at you.

But in this industry full of "rough guys", if you come in with a good-looking appearance, people will have a preconceived notion that you are just a pretty face.

It is human nature to judge people by appearance.

I also heard from my master that when Zhang Yuan was in the crew, he once fought against more than a dozen martial arts students.

This business has also spread.

But when three people make a tiger, the rumor becomes more and more exaggerated.

From one against a dozen, to one against dozens, to one against a hundred, and then to sweeping away thousands of troops, who says that there is no emperor in the human race...

The more exaggerated it is, the less these experienced people believe it.

Now my master asked me, who has practiced for decades, to try my hand against another person.

This matter...

Anyway, the curator felt bad about it.

I was also worried in my heart.

"Master, are you overestimating him, or underestimating me?"

Zhang Yuan is a star.

As soon as he arrived, all the students, teachers, and even the people who swept the floors and cleaned the tables came to the martial arts school.

There are three layers of people inside and outside, joining in the fun.

"Hey, big star!"

"You can see he's alive!"

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Everyone saw Zhang Yuan and the director standing on either side of the training ground.
Zhang Yuan tried his hand and swung the sword a few times to get a feel for it.

The weight of this sword is about the same as the one Yu Chenghui gave him, less than 10 pounds, and about half lighter than the prop Guandao he used on the set.

"Director Yang, I'm not very good at it. Please bear with me."

"Let's just warm ourselves up and relax." Seeing that he was still polite, the other party also said.

But Yu Chenghui spoke at this time.

"Yanqing, don't underestimate him."

"Oh." This guy didn't take it seriously.

Both sides took a step forward.

The curator was stunned by Zhang Yuan's move.

"The master taught me the real thing!"

An expert doesn't need to fight to the death, he can tell the general idea by looking at your opening moves. Yang Yanqing saw Zhang Yuan's steps and found that they were very similar to the old man's.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yuan was already in front of him.

He used the same strength as he usually did when filming, swinging the sword three times in a row as a complete move.

The curator immediately took a defensive stance and blocked the attack with his sword.

Ding!
The first time he touched it, he felt his palm go numb.

Before I could react, the second one arrived.

when!
After taking this move, I felt numb all the way from my palm to my forearm.

Hiss... He took a deep breath and thought something was wrong.

But the third time has arrived.

day……

Why is it this sound?
Because the sword was bounced away!
Yang Yanqing looked at her slightly trembling hands.

Where is my sword?

How can I have such a big sword?
Turning around, I saw the sword on the ground.

The face was also on the ground.

Zhang Yuan was also a little embarrassed.

As soon as he came, he knocked the director's sword away. Isn't this considered ruining the place?
Is this the strength you usually use?
He forgot that his two most recent opponents were Li Lianjie and Chen Long who had "become a saint in the flesh".

One of them has perfect skills and the other has perfect physique, neither of them is a normal person.

"I told you to be careful." Yu Chenghui walked forward.

Then he leaned over to whisper, "Do you know why I want to teach him?"

Yang Yanqing nodded vigorously.

What the hell!

Innate divine power!
My thirty years of hard work can’t hold up and my arms are numb!

Not only was the strength but the speed was also astonishing, and almost no one could react in time.

The technology is much better than I imagined.

The master told me that he only taught him for a few weeks.

It only took a few weeks to get to this point!

The curator felt even more unhappy as a sense of frustration rose in his heart.

Could this kid be pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger on purpose to make fun of me?

"Come, sit down and chat first, everyone go away!" Yu Chenghui called out when he saw his disciple like this.

The old man was a very capable person. As soon as he gave the order, the whole place was cleared.

"Zhang Yuan, tell me first why you suddenly wanted to come here to practice this time." The old man asked deliberately.

"During the filming, during the fight scenes, I fought with the actors opposite me."

"I tried my best, but the other party still did it with ease."

“So I felt inadequate.”

"Oh." Old Yu stroked his beard.

"Who did you fight against that made you feel inadequate?"

"Li Lianjie." Zhang Yuan scratched his head.

"Li...ah?" The curator widened his eyes.

"Got it?" Old Yu looked at his apprentice.

The curator swallowed.

That's not shameful.

Who is Li Lianjie?
Apart from the Kung Fu Emperor and the action superstar.

He is also the national martial arts champion in the National Games!
It's not just a matter of championship, his championship is different from others.

He is the five-time champion!
It has been ranked first for five consecutive sessions, and in the last session it participated in, it also won first place in five events.

If he hadn't retired due to injury, the Sixth or Seventh Company would not have been impossible.

The injury at that time also left a root of illness, which led to my poor health afterwards.

Moreover, these five consecutive championships only count national regular competitions at the National Games level.

If we count from the junior competitions, he has won almost all the competitions he has participated in since he was 11 years old.

The geniuses who appear on the astronomical scale in fantasy novels, the sons of sects that are rarely seen in a century, are nothing more than old stories in their youth to him.

His record has not been broken yet.

So when the curator heard that he was going to practice with Li Lianjie, he immediately lost his temper.

Definitely not entertaining me.

The dissatisfaction in my heart also dissipated instantly.

Their opponents are different.

The starting point is naturally different.

And I also understood the master's intention.

What is the most important thing in practicing martial arts?
Perseverance and persistence are of course important, but the higher you go, the more important talent becomes!

This kid's muscles and bones are not ordinary!
He doesn't look strong, but how come he is so strong?

After chatting for a while, Yu Chenghui took him aside and gave him personal instructions.

The students in the museum were envious.

The teaching from the master himself is something money cannot buy.

The old man is old and rarely does things himself.

There is no need to mention the practice, just be diligent naturally.

Three or four days had passed, and it seemed that the time was almost up.

The assistant also finished visiting his parents and returned to him.

I'm packing my bags now and planning to go back to the crew.

"Brother." The curator came to see him off, and from the way he addressed him, one could tell that their relationship had become much closer.

"Brother, you say."

"Come and play again if there's a chance... and." He paused and said, "Be gentle when you return to the crew."

It was like a death sentence for him. He had never seen anyone progress so fast in his life!

The key is not to practice more.

I practice all day on weekdays.

In the evening, I would drag him and the teachers in the museum out to eat, drink and have fun.

The key is that he is the one who pays.

They clearly came from our area, but they were very generous.

It made us all feel a little embarrassed.

He doesn't know.

How can I cheat you if I don't treat you well?

"Sure, we'll meet again in the future."

After saying this, he hurried to the airport with his assistant.

"How does it feel to be home?" Zhang Yuan asked on the plane.

The assistant curled his lips: "There are good and bad ones."

“It’s nice to see my parents when I get home.”

"But when the relatives come, something bad will happen."

"I heard that I have a good income in the capital, and many people come to borrow money."

"And someone introduced me to a blind date."

"Some elders at home advised me to quit my job and go home to get a job as a civil servant, which is the only stable job I can have."

Zhao Xinxin's current monthly salary is almost the annual income of a civil servant in his hometown.

But in the eyes of relatives in provinces with a high number of civil service exams, there is no difference between working in a private company and having no job.

Only a stable job is called a job.

No matter how much you earn, it is not as good as a civil servant who earns over a thousand yuan a month.

In their blind date sequence, civil servants are at the top of the food chain.

"As friends."

"To borrow money, to introduce someone."

“There are very few people who truly date.”

"But at least there are some, right?" Zhang Yuan replied with a smile, "We can't just focus on those people. We should focus our attention and energy on those who are worthy of our concern."

The assistant nodded slightly.

"Brother Zhang Yuan, you are right. Just ignore those people."

"It's not that I'm ignoring you, it's that I'm facing it with a smile." Zhang Yuan reached out and pinched her cheek, pushing the corners of her mouth upwards.

"Smailu, you have to laugh at idiots, understand."

"Ah."

Zhao Xunxun rubbed his face and said, "I went back to the martial arts school this time."

“I’ve discovered that there aren’t as many junior students as before.”

"The school said that the enrollment situation is getting worse year by year."

"They say kung fu movies are declining and no one watches them."

“So the children and parents are not willing to learn it.”

"Is that true?" the assistant asked him.

Overall, yes.

Traditional action movies are no longer popular, but this genre is not hopeless.

You just have to innovate and integrate it with other elements.

Isn’t “Mission Impossible” an action movie that combines high technology and agent elements?

When Zhao Xinxin went back to school, the younger students surrounded her, wanting Zhang Yuan's autograph and asking about anecdotes in the entertainment industry.

Children all dream of being on TV and becoming stars.

"Isn't there anything we can do?" the assistant muttered.

After all, she practices martial arts and must have some feelings for this profession.

Looking at her who seemed a little lonely, Zhang Yuan thought about it.

It's not like there's nothing that can be done.

It's still possible to make a show or something... (End of this chapter)