This actor wants to pay more

Chapter 255 Who is Ip Man
After coming to Hong Kong Island for several years, Wu Jing was deeply moved.

This place is indeed an actor's paradise, and the film and television atmosphere is also very good. The only bad thing is that he, a mainland boy, can't get involved.

I remember when I first came here, I recommended myself from door to door, and no one wanted him.

Later, I finally went to the pier, and when I got the bottom line, I started to take on the role slowly. Even so, the roles I could accept were all small roles, and it was too difficult to play the leading role.

Black Fist is a film that the agency has put all their efforts into promoting, and it took a lot of time and energy. When it was time to release it, there were still no films and the theaters refused to release it.

As for why it was not screened, that is beyond his understanding.

As long as it can be shown in a few more movie theaters, it will not only have a box office of hundreds of thousands.

All in all, the place is a good place, but it is not suitable for everyone, regardless of the relationship and background, it is better to honestly hang out in the mainland.

Ding Xiu smiled: "I asked you to go back earlier and you didn't go back, now you know you regret it?"

The Hong Kong area is not so easy to mess with. He knew this a long time ago. The plates here are not big, and there are more wolves and less meat.

The mainland is better, the market is huge, and audiences like any type of actor, and there is no problem at all in getting a living.

"It's not regrettable, it's just a few years of youth wasted. When this movie is released, I will go back."

Going back to the mainland to develop was not Wu Jing's sudden idea. He wanted to go back a long time ago, but he couldn't because of face.

This time Black Fist lost, it was impossible not to leave.

Spike is his last stubbornness.

For better or worse at the box office, it's time to leave.

"That's right. Boss is not young, and it's time to start a family. There is no end to money." Walking on the side of the road, he looked up and saw a restaurant, and Ding Xiu walked in.

The two sat down at an empty table, ordered some supper casually, Wu Jing drank beer and said, "It's too far away from me to start a family, let's talk about it in a few years, but you, I heard that you are not peaceful, when will you start a family?"

Ding Xiu waved his hand, his head hurts when he talked about this matter, he can only say that every family has a difficult scripture to recite.

"Eat what you have to eat. You have to start work tomorrow after eating. Drink less."

"Just one bottle of wine, half for each of us." Wu Jing poured half of the wine into Ding Xiu's cup, and said with a smile, "It will definitely not affect tomorrow's shooting."

Ding Xiu was speechless: "If you can't drink it, don't drink it. A bottle of wine needs to be divided between two people. Don't say you know me later."

The two were drinking and chatting. Wu Jing popularized the culture of Hong Kong Island to Ding Xiu. After more than ten minutes, a group of people walked into the restaurant.

The leader was Donnie Yen. With short hair, he saw the two people and walked over.

"Ding Xiu, Wu Jing, are you here?"

Wu stood up in surprise, reached out to shake hands: "I just finished work, come over to have something to eat."

"Coincidentally, we are too." After greeting Wu Jing, Donnie Yen said to Ding Xiu: "Ding Xiu, long time no see. When did you come to Hong Kong Island? I didn't say anything. I'll treat you to a drink and dinner."

"I've just been here for a few days, next time I invite you, what kind of scene are you filming, with so many people?"

"Kung fu movies, Ip Man."

"Brother Shan, what do you want?"

Beside Ding Xiu, there were two seats full of people who came with Donnie Yen, and someone picked up the menu and asked.

Donnie Yen turned around and smiled, "Order whatever you want, I'll treat you today."

Ding Xiu suddenly said: "It's you, I remembered, the hero crew has seen it before."

Yen Zidan was taken aback by Ding Xiu's words, and it took him two seconds to react, the smile froze on his face.

After talking so much about feelings, Ding Xiu recognized him.

"Yes, it's me."

Ding Xiu: "I remember you said you wanted to compete with me, but you never met again."

Having been in the industry for so many years, he has met many people. He knows everyone everywhere. Donnie Yen only met once, when he was interviewing for the hero crew.

I remember he still had to challenge himself.

Ding Xiu also looked at the person a little familiar, and heard the person next to him called Brother Shan, so he remembered Donnie Yen.

"Who said it wasn't? There's never been a chance." Donnie Yen smiled, feeling mmp in his heart.

He didn't dare to fight Ding Xiu, Zhao Wenzhuo was the one at the beginning, he was beaten until his own mother didn't recognize him, and later Ding Xiu deliberately squatted him in the hotel lobby, fortunately he ran fast, otherwise he would be beaten severely.

"It's fate to meet you today. This table is mine. Eat and drink well."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

After saying hello, Donnie Yen returned to the table with his friends. The people at the table were close to each other, chatting and talking about the filming scene, Ding Xiu heard Wing Chun Ye Wen again.

Ding Xiu asked Wu Jing curiously: "I've heard of Wing Chun, who is Ip Man?"

Wing Chun is a small style of boxing, not many people have heard of it, but as an insider, Ding Xiu has heard of this name, but only because there are too many martial arts schools to count.

But Ye Wen really didn't know.

Wu Jing shook his head, curled his lips and said, "Don't ask me, I don't know who this is."

He knows more about Wing Chun than Ding Xiu. After all, he came from the martial arts team. He learned a lot of boxing skills when he was young.

Wing Chun is a small type of boxing with a short history. It can be traced back more than 200 years.

Compared with the martial arts that have been around for five or six hundred years or thousands of years, this sect can only be regarded as a small sect.

Who Ye Wen was, he really didn't know.

The two asked and answered, their voices were not lowered, the next table didn't know if they had drunk too much, someone slapped the table and said: "You don't even know about Wing Chun. Bruce Lee's master."

When Bruce Lee's name was mentioned, Wu Jing suddenly regained consciousness, but there are very few Chinese people who have never heard of Bruce Lee's name.

As an actor, Bruce Lee's name is even brighter, after all, he is the first superstar to break into Hollywood.

Donnie Yen turned his body on one side and said with a faint smile: "The character I played this time is called Ip Man, and he is a very important figure in the history of Wing Chun. He is also Bruce Lee's master."

Ding Xiu became interested: "Is he very powerful?"

One said he didn't know, and the other said it was amazing?

The attitude of Wu Jing and Ding Xiu made the people at the table angry, and someone stood up and said, "If you're serious, go check it yourself, boy, please be more polite."

Ding Xiu was baffled, confused, and didn't understand why he had offended these people.

Donnie Yen was caught in the middle of a dilemma, he said helplessly to Ding Xiu: "These brothers are all practicing Wing Chun, I specially invited the crew to help."

Ordinary people mentioned that Wing Chun is of course not so angry, it is just a film, even the Jade Emperor can be ridiculed by everyone.

In order to make this film of Ip Man, Donnie Yen personally went to find the most authentic Wing Chun sect to learn martial arts. These people are all Wing Chun's martial arts apprentices, and he brought them here to help out.

A young man who is full of vigor and is still a martial arts practitioner. When he heard that someone did not know his ancestor, his temper naturally came up, and he was unavoidably a little angry.

"A martial arts practitioner, I said I have such a temper." Ding Xiu said indifferently: "Sorry, I've heard what you guys want to say about Wing Chun, but Ip Man really doesn't know it."

He probably heard that Ye Wen might be a master in the history of Wing Chun school, maybe he was the ancestor of these people's branches.

The problem is that there are too many masters in a sect, and there are eighty if not a hundred inheritors after hundreds of years. How could Ding Xiu know every one of them.

Not to mention Wing Chun, but Bajiquan, if you ask him to recite the names of the inheritors all over again, he will not fail to recite them.

"Damn, it looks like you are also a martial artist, let's practice?"

"Boy, report your name, which boxer?"

"Young people, don't be too arrogant."

Facing so many people, Ding Xiu didn't panic at all, put down his chopsticks, cupped his hands and said, "Baji, Ding Xiu."

"I said I was so crazy, so I was practicing Bajiquan. If you have the guts, let's go out and practice?"

"Don't say that we have too many people to bully the few people, just pick any one, we will fight alone."

"Brother, let me do it, I can handle him alone."

Suddenly, Donnie Yen and Wu Jing were stunned. Seeing that a fight was about to start, Wu Jing hurriedly got up and clasped his hands together: "I'm sorry, brothers, my friend is from the mainland and I don't know Master Ye. It's strange, tonight's bill is mine, eat and drink well."

He was not afraid that these people would make trouble for Ding Xiu, but he was afraid that Ding Xiu would make trouble for them if it continued.

Don't look at the dozen or so opponents, they may not be Ding Xiu's opponent together, and it's a joke if they are singled out, it's no different from giving away a head.

It was fine if Wu Jing didn't open his mouth. As soon as he opened his mouth, a Wing Chun disciple shouted: "Just now this kid also said that he didn't know Ip Man, and he said he was sacred."

"Boy, come out, I will single you out."

Wu Jing: "..."

mmp, he is just trying to persuade a fight, why is he being targeted, what is wrong with him, he needs to find Ding Xiu.

"I know him, he is Wu Jing, the national martial arts champion, I heard he is very good at fighting."

"No wonder they are so crazy. One is a Bajiquan practitioner, and the other is a martial arts champion. Those who have the guts come out to make gestures."

"Hey, the national martial arts champion, what a great style, practice?"

"Wow!"

Ding Xiu got up and pushed the chair away, Yen Zidan hurriedly got up and held him down, his face turned pale: "The young people drink a little too much, I'll take them back right away."

After speaking, he turned his head and said: "You can't beat him, forget it."

Everyone: "..."

"Brother Shan, if you want to say that, I need to practice even more."

"I'm not convinced that I can't beat him before I beat him."

"Brother Shan, if it's your friend, you ask them to apologize, and forget about it."

I don't know who thinks it's easy for Donnie Yen to step down a step, and asking Ding Xiu to apologize will make a major incident a minor one. Hearing this, Ding Xiu just sneered.

"Apologizing is not the truth. If Ip Man doesn't know him, he just doesn't know him. After thinking about a few tricks, I'll accompany you. You can make an appointment. Either one-on-one or wheel-to-wheel battle is fine."

If you have nothing to do, it's good to find some martial arts practitioners to loosen your muscles and bones. I haven't done anything with anyone for a long time, and my bones are almost rusting.

"Okay, that's what you said, we won't bully you, wait for tomorrow."

"Ding Xiu, right? We remember."

"You bring more people tomorrow."

"Which bastard won't come at the gate of the park."

"Wu Jing, and you, don't run away."

In a few words, a martial arts competition was settled, Wu Jing and Zhen Zi were helpless, but Ding Xiu and the group of Wing Chun disciples were very excited.

The next day, Ding Xiu finished filming at noon and asked for half a day off in the afternoon. He planned to go to Wing Chun to practice his hands.

Worried about Ding Xiu, Wu Jing took seven or eight members of the crew along with him, and a group of ten or so people just went to the park to attend the appointment.

When they came to the park, the opponent's team was twice as large as theirs. There were more than 20 big and small guys standing there, and they were full of momentum. When Ding Xiu and the others walked over, the two groups immediately met and surrounded a circle.

Wu Jing and Ding Xiu are actors after all, and they have fans walking on the street. Some ordinary people passing by thought they were filming a movie and stopped to watch it for a while.

Some people even took out their mobile phones to record. At first, they recorded secretly.

On Wing Chun's side, the leading guy was the gang from last night, and he said to Ding Xiu, "I agreed that I won't bully you if I don't bully you. Let's fight one-on-one. I brought my gloves and protective pads."

"It's a good feeling." Seeing the boxing gloves sent over, Ding Xiu tried it on, and it was just right, but the pads were useless to him, and it was a waste of time to use them.

On the opposite side, Wing Chun put on his gloves and pads, and arched his hands in accordance with the rules of the martial arts world.

"This game is about making friends with martial arts. It's just a discussion. There is no other meaning. Everyone clicks until it ends, so as not to hurt the peace. In addition, in order to ensure fairness, we will record the whole process, and everyone will also be a witness."

"Everyone around should disperse and leave space. We will make friends through martial arts, not hooligans fighting. Let's all be happy."

Group fights are different from martial arts competitions. If you don't speak clearly, it's easy to get into trouble.

Make it clear in advance that it is an ordinary exchange of ideas, as long as there are no casualties, the people don't care about the officials, and the parties have no objections, then there is no problem.

"I am the temporary referee for this match. You two listen to my password and start counting three two one, three, two, one!"

As soon as the referee on Wing Chun's side finished speaking, the young man took a Wing Chun horse stance, spreading his hands forward and backward.

Ding Xiu couldn't understand his operation, this kind of pace is usually used when practicing martial arts, and the real actual combat is to court death according to the usual practice.

I'm afraid this young man will still fight in the order of boxing, so he should use this move first and then that move.

Glancing twice, Ding Xiu tried to slide forward, raised his hand, made a fake move, then turned around and whipped his leg over.

"Snapped!"

The soles are accurate and in close contact with the protective cover on the boy's head.

His eyes turned white, the boy staggered as he walked, and lay on the ground in less than three seconds.

Wu Jing was dumbfounded: "That's it?"

Lu Huiguang covered his face and didn't see it. In fact, he knew the result from the very beginning. Aside from Ding Xiu's skill, the Wing Chun guy couldn't even protect his head, and his position was wrong, which didn't meet the mechanical standards.

Not to mention Ding Xiu, even a novice who has practiced Sanda for three months can easily defeat him.

"It's okay, I just passed out, and I'll be fine in a while."

A group of people looked around the lying boy, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they learned that he just passed out and would recover in a while.

So, a large number of eyes stared at Ding Xiu again.

"Are you still coming?" Ding Xiu asked. From the beginning to the end, it only took a few seconds, and he didn't even feel the warm-up: "This time, change to someone who can fight."

"I come!"

Among the crowd, a bald man with a height of 1.9 meters and a t-shirt that could still see his tendon came out.

(End of this chapter)