Huayu: Starting from "The Heavenly Bodyguard"

Even a clay figure has a bit of temper, let alone a dozen or so grown men.

This bastard in front of me is so damn despicable. He won't listen to any explanations and just wants to mess with them.

If Wu Lao Er and his gang were to actually abduct women, these people wouldn't care about his gang leader; in civilized society, who would do such a despicable thing?

However, when more than ten people are surrounded by one person who also falsely accuses them, none of them are easy to bully.

Shen Mo grabbed Wu Lao Er by the collar and with a quick flick of his finger, struck him directly in the stomach.

Wu Lao Er immediately knelt on the ground and vomited more than he had eaten that evening.

Shen Mo felt a surge of pent-up anger finally dissipate.

"A bunch of cowards, let's all attack together!"

I'm going to take on ten of them!

He broke off a three-foot-long table leg from the folding table with his bare hands, waved it in the air, leaving afterimages, and rushed into the crowd.

In a private room on the second floor of a building on the street, Dan Zidan, who was having dinner with investors, saw Li Mu holding a short stick and moving around the crowd with ease. His eyes shone as brightly as an 800-watt light bulb.

The movements were precise: parrying, thrusting, and chopping—without a single superfluous motion.

The other hand has its five fingers forming a claw, which can be used to grab people, pull them away, and provide cover. In addition, it can be used in conjunction with a short stick, one long and one short, for both offense and defense.

It was as if a thunderbolt had struck his mind, and he imagined a man with a baton, engaging in close combat with an assassin wielding a dagger in an alley.

Unfortunately, after only a few blows, the dozen or so people all ran away, and there was no follow-up.

He said to his assistant, "Find the guy with the stick and get his contact information."

Zhang Tian'ai was completely stunned.

More than a dozen burly men came to bully her, a weak woman, when her Prince Charming appeared and fought to the death for her.

As for whether there's a misunderstanding, they're all so ugly, yet they claim they're not bad people.

My brother's fists were all red.

He rushed to Shen Mo and hugged his hero tightly.

Ten miles of spring equinox scenery cannot compare to you.

She awkwardly gave her hero a kiss, which was all she could give him at the moment.

Shen Daniu was a little out of breath from the kiss, so he quickly patted the girl's bottom.

"Run!"

He grabbed Zhang Tian'ai and they ran wildly in the evening breeze.

......

A middle-aged man in a uniform irritably threw his ballpoint pen on the table.

"Wu Lao Er and the others aren't going to pursue the matter anymore..."

"They are bad people, and Shen Mo did this to protect me."

"That kid's physique doesn't look like he's been bullied."

Zhang Tianai's face was flushed, and she tapped her finger.

Big Niu'er's physique...it's embarrassing.

I barely slept all night.

He slammed his hand on the table; the middle-aged man had simply lost his patience.

"Shen Mo himself said, 'Don't frame Wu Lao Er and the others. Even if you're ugly, you can't be framed like this!'"

As they left the yamen, Zhang Tianai held Shen Mo's hand, her eyes filled with worry.

"We all ran away, how could they still find us?"

"Someone filmed it and uploaded it online."

"What should we do?"

He gave Zhang Tian'ai a reassuring look and squeezed the girl's hand tightly.

"It's okay, don't worry."

......

In the film crew of "Curse of the Golden Flower," Shen Mo, dressed in golden armor and holding a Guan Dao (a type of halberd), sat on a bench with his eyes closed, resting without saying a word.

The crew members would glance at him, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

"Have you seen that video?"

"Wow, that's incredible! One against ten!"

"The most amazing thing is that he dumped Liu Tianxian and then found another great beauty."

"That stunningly beautiful woman is from our film crew, you know?"

"He joined the crew yesterday and hooked up with a beautiful girl that very night. What a scumbag."

Shen Danu pretended to be deaf and was brewing a murderous aura in his chest.

Guan Yu doesn't open his eyes, but if he does, he'll chop these gossipy babble to death.

Zhang Yimou led Cheng Xiaodong and Zhou Jielun over and was very satisfied to see Shen Mo sitting on the bench with his eyes closed.

Zhang Weiping told him about what happened yesterday this morning. Zhang Weiping's idea was to take advantage of the buzz and give this kid a role.

It would be a shame not to take advantage of such a great opportunity for publicity.

If this hadn't happened, Zhang Yimou would have wanted to give Shen Mo a role.

Putting everything else aside, this look is really good.

That won't work now; his position as Grand Preceptor is one that has artistic aspirations.

I don't want too many trivial matters to affect my film.

He has already conceded on Jay Chou's role, so Zhang Weiping can't say anything more about the rest.

Zhang Yimou nudged Chen Xiaodong's arm and whispered, "Jie Lun isn't good at action scenes, so let this young man handle it and see how he's got the skills."

Jeremy Lin smirked, feeling somewhat unconvinced.

I've never filmed action scenes before, but that doesn't mean I can't learn.

But looking at Zhang Yimou's face, he didn't dare to speak.

I am indeed very popular now, but I am still a baby in front of Zhang Yimou.

Listen to your mother.

Cheng Xiaodong clapped his hands and shouted towards the scene, "Clear the area!"

Once the venue was cleared, the stage manager gave Cheng Xiaodong an OK sign.

"Silence..."

As soon as Shen Mo's name was called, the Guan Dao in his hand spun, the blade trembling and roaring like a dragon or a tiger.

Upon hearing this sound, the entire scene fell silent.

Zhang Yimou blinked and stared intently at Shen Mo.

With his phoenix eyes slightly open, he saw the whole world as a place for shills who would sell their wares for profit.

The armor plates gleamed, as if standing upright one by one.

The curved blade, carrying boundless killing intent, swept out horizontally.

Everyone present felt a chill run down their necks, as if their bodies had been separated from their hands.

The sword danced for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before finally sheathing it. The Guan Dao struck the stone slab heavily, and Shen Mo stood proudly, sword in hand.

Only then did the people at the scene feel like they could breathe again.

Jay Chou's face turned bright red. Is there such a big difference between singing and making movies? Does this have to be done for a fight scene?

This guy is really incompetent. No wonder everyone says Zhang Yimou is the mastermind behind everything. Even his stunt double is like this. He's truly amazing.

Everyone else present was an outsider, and Cheng Xiaodong, an insider, had no expression on his face.

It's not that he doesn't want to give his opinion, it's just that he's not sure if the martial arts moves were designed by him.

Every move, every technique is correct.

Connect them...

Am I that awesome now?

Slightly smug, he adopted a wide stance and confidently said to Zhang Yimou, "Director, what do you think?"

She gave Cheng Xiaodong a reproachful look; the old man was acting a bit recklessly these days.

It's really good.

His plan was to have Prince Jay hack him to pieces, then be defeated and captured.

But you've done this to Prince Jay, you might as well just kill them all, how is the King supposed to win?

They just want their fight scenes to look good, regardless of the plot.

Shameless!

After a moment's hesitation, the reserved strategist said gently, "Hmm, toned it down."

Cheng Xiaodong's head was also spinning.

What does "tighten up" mean?

"Director, do you want me to simplify the action sequences?"

You stepped on my foot...