Chapter 89 Farce in the Martial Arts Association

"Have you heard that the actresses in Shanghua have been settled this year, and I heard that the background is very large." Someone in the martial arts association said.

"I think so. The success of this whirlwind boy suddenly made Xuan Xuan popular. Even Lan Tianhai and Zhang Xiuting have greatly increased in popularity. Now Lan Tianhai has signed a contract with Tianyu, and it seems that he is going to be ready to shoot a TV series..." Another person said.

"Quiet, no noise during practice time." A crisp and cold voice suddenly came to everyone's ears, suppressing everyone's voices in an instant.

"Good boy, Wen Pan's magnetic field is really strong." Even Ye Zhiqiu on the other side was amazed. Such a woman is not only like an iceberg, but also a mess of martial arts. I don't know if she will be conquered by men in the future.

Zhang Long whispered, "Zhiqiu, I think you should get closer to our martial arts association. This time, we can have a good time by shooting a more martial arts scene."

Ye Zhiqiu said angrily, "Last time I gave you a chance, the whirlwind boy. You didn't take it down. In the end, you gave the opportunity to someone else. You can't blame me. Besides, I haven't thought about what to start shooting now, but there must be challenging scenes, but there may not be martial arts.

Zhang Long laughed and said, "Are you an international director in the future? All kinds of characters under me must be right, right? I don't want to be decent, and I don't want to be a big star. As long as you can let me play the villain, as for anything, my goal is very simple, which is to be a big villain that everyone hates..." < /P>

Ye Zhiqiu was speechless for a while: "You are a comedy character. When others see you, they can't help laughing. Do you think you are suitable for playing a villain? I think you might as well play a comedy."

Zhang Long scratched his head in distress. His target was a villain, not a comedian. However, as Ye Zhiqiu said, although he was ordinary-looking, this face made people laugh. This shows that his future will be limited, and no wonder Ye Zhiqiu said so.

"That's okay. Why don't you take me with you in the future? I'll be your comedian. I don't think I'll let you down."

Ye Zhiqiu really has this idea. When he graduates from college, even if Ji Wenhao and others do not enter Hongye Entertainment, they may follow in his footsteps to join the film and television studio he created. If you want to hone a few people at that time, you will be able to start shooting movies with low-cost themes. At that time, whether it is a comedy film, a romance film, a horror film, or even a zombie film that is not available in the world, Ye Zhiqiu can completely move it out and let a few people get started.

A person's energy is limited. Ye Zhiqiu can only choose one way. There are so many classic films on the earth. He only chooses his favorite and the most classic ones to shoot. It's very good to take one way. Others can use the hands of brothers and friends to achieve them, and to help the future of Hongye Entertainment. As for other benefits, there will naturally be no shortage of benefits.

Even if you take any way, a team with enough people must not be missing. For Ye Zhiqiu, he needs to be trained and recruited early, such as people with martial arts skills. When shooting martial arts films, he can be used as a martial arts instructor, such as studying blasting, stunts, and special makeup artists, etc., which are all necessary.

"If you think I'm okay, I'll leave you a way. If there is a villain role that suits you, I will play it for you. If there is a comedy that suits you, I will also play it for you. But your martial arts are so good. I think you can find some like-minded friends to help me. In the future, I will have a lot. Most of the plays need to have such a team..."

Zhang Long shouted, "Then you have found the right person. To be honest, it's fake to play the villain. My biggest goal is to be a martial arts instructor, but I usually don't have the confidence to say it, including President Chen Zixiu and others. That's not the same idea. I know that there are no special appearance conditions for us who practice martial arts. In terms of identity background, they are usually reduced to stuntmen and stand-ins, and few people can be martial arts instructors..."

In the face of Zhang Long's expectations and complaints about the future, Ye Zhiqiu also has great understanding and sympathy. This is the current situation in the world. There are too many talents. Ye Zhiqiu was not afraid that he could not find talents, but he wanted to find some peers who could fully accept his thoughts and follow him. Because what he wants to shoot in the future is a classic work of the earth that already exists, he doesn't want some people whose thinking has already been formed or difficult for him to control.

Of course, Ye Zhiqiu knows that his ideas may be a little extreme. Often, some experienced people, after experiencing many hardships and experiences, are extremely smooth. Basically, they will do whatever they have according to the director's requirements, and only occasionally put forward some opinions when needed. But despite this, for Ye Zhiqiu, he still wants to find some students who can grow up with him as much as possible.

Many people who are scolded by Wen Pan have no intention to refute at all. They know more about Wen Pan's coldness than anyone else. If there is something wrong, Wen Pan will not say it, but will express it with actions.

For a while, almost everyone trained seriously. On the contrary, Zhang Long and Ye Zhiqiu, who were chatting, seemed to be unaware of it until a strong wind hit the two of them, and everything was late.

Ye Zhiqiu has not interrupted for a day since the first day of practicing martial arts, but after all, he is a beginner. In the face of Wen Pan, who has formed a master of physical instinct from primary school, he is naturally beaten.

With a bang, Ye Zhiqiu snorted and dangerously blocked Wen Pan's foot with his hand. Looking at Zhang Long, he had already run away.

"Zhang Long, you unrighteous guy, don't think I'll play for you in the future..."

Zhang Long was dumbfounded. It was just his instinctive reaction. When he saw Wen Pan, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He was usually used to being beat, so he instinctively ran away.

Zhang Long was about to cry when he said to Ye Zhiqiu. This was a hard-won opportunity, so the aunt kicked her off.

Wen Pan said coldly, "I will focus on you for half an hour."

Ye Zhiqiu knew that Wen Pan said nothing. Unless he said that he would withdraw from the meeting now, only in this way would Wen Pan ignore him. It was really a headache to meet such a serious woman.

The warm hope in front of her is white, cold, and extremely beautiful, but such a girl is like a nightmare in the hearts of all men. Many male students sighed why the reality is so cruel. It is thought that Wen Pan is the unreachable snow lotus, which is on the steep peak wall. It is out of reach. If you take a risk to pick it, you must first face the plan to fall into the cliff and encounter broken bones.

"Actually, you can smile..." Ye Zhiqiu said such a sentence. After only half of the words, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly realized that something was wrong. The whole hall suddenly fell on the needle. Almost everyone looked at him incredulously. Ye Zhiqiu realized that something was going to happen. .

Sure enough, Wen Pan's feet appeared silently again. Although Ye Zhiqiu was ready to avoid it, he was extremely embarrassed.

One foot, two feet, three feet, connecting feet, shadowless feet...

Countless commonly taught leg classics kicked out from Wen Pan's feet, and everyone quickly gave up the stage and stood around to watch.

Ye Zhiqiu blocked it desperately with both hands, from pain to numbness, and gradually lost consciousness.

Ye Zhiqiu was angry and shouted, "Wen Pan, don't take too much. It's better to stop immediately."

Zhang Long suddenly shouted at this time and shouted, "Want forward to you stinky bitch, I'm going to risk it today..."

As one of more than a dozen coaches, although Zhang Long's martial arts are not as good as Wen Pan, they are also similar. The resentment accumulated in the past all broke out today, and Wen Pan was in a hurry with a crazy attack.

Ye Zhiqiu breathed a sigh of relief and knew that the girl's martial arts were so powerful that he simply didn't recognize her. But for him, such talents were really too few. Many classic martial arts films need such natural characters to be shaped. I just didn't expect that my mouth was cheap today, and one sentence angered the aunt.

"Is it to give her some hardship? Even if she doesn't practice martial arts here in the future, there are many places to practice martial arts..."

At this time, Wen Pan had recovered and tied with Zhang Long. Ye Zhiqiu knew that it was difficult for the master to intervene. If he could not do it well, he was self-defeating. He was considering whether to take action or not. Wen Pan happened to lean against him, and Ye Zhiqiu instinctively swept out.

Suddenly, the whole audience was stunned.

Ye Zhiqiu instinctively kicked, and Wen Pan also instinctively reacted with a punch back. Wen Pan was swept by Ye Zhiqiu, and Ye Zhiqiu was also punched by Wen Pan. Suddenly, Ye Zhiqiu fell to the ground with a bang, and Wen Pan also suddenly lay on Ye Zhiqiu.

Although Ye Zhiqiu had a sharp pain in his shoulder, when he saw Wen Pan's withdrawn hands, Ye Zhiqiu was a little afraid and hurriedly held Wen Pan's hands tightly with his body.

"Rone of me, you hooligan..."

The more Wen Pan struggled, the more Ye Zhiqiu felt strange. Finally, he seemed to notice something. Ye Zhiqiu saw that Wen Pan in the struggle actually shed two lines of tears and fell on his face.

Ye Zhiqiu knew that he had inadvertently done something wrong. A girl asked him to hold him in public. I'm afraid that after today, he would not be able to stay in school in the future.

When Ye Zhiqiu let go, Wen Pan seemed to feel it, and suddenly turned up and ran away to the dressing room.

Just as everyone was in an uproar, the door of the association opened, and a girl in a white princess dress, exactly like Wen Pan, appeared in front of everyone.

In an instant, everyone opened their mouths wide.

"Is Wen Pan there? I'm her sister Wen Ran."

The girl's gentle voice and pure smile were like angels, which hit everyone's hearts in an instant.

Ye Zhiqiu, who was lying on the ground, stood up silently. He didn't even have time to change his clothes. He passed directly through Wen Ran's side, leaving everyone with a back that made everyone sigh.