Chapter 212 Ten years of skill in this punch
“Hot girl is hot, hot girl is hot.”
Gong Jie hummed a tune, eating and walking with the Miao girls these days, going out early and staying late Come home and experience life.
However, the scene of a Shanghai girl wearing Dong costumes blending into a group of Miao girls was too bizarre.
But both the Miao and Dong people are good at singing and dancing.
The song "Hot Girl" is catchy and has a simple melody. It is spread from one to ten and then to a hundred, and it suddenly becomes popular in the Miao village. Everyone from the elderly to children can sing a few lines.
After all, this song can not only be sung by girls from Hunan, but also by hot girls from Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan, Guangxi and Jiangxi, without any sense of incompatibility.
Dialects naturally do not exclude the masses from being sung widely.
Anyway, the copyright fee will be paid by the Guixi Factory.
According to the Ministry of Culture's regulations on various remunerations for feature films, generally speaking, the remuneration for film music composition shall not exceed 500 yuan.
The lyrics are pitiful, with only twenty or thirty lyrics per poem, but no matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat.
This is all my money! My money!
Sitting at the table, shaking his arms, his eyes fell on the graph paper. One-half of "Once Upon a Time" has been completed.
The good and bad characters in the first "Top Gun" have distinct personalities. It is clear at a glance that good is good and evil is evil.
Whether it is the Shahe gang leader who colludes with foreigners or Yan Zhendong who helps the tyrants to commit evil, it is not complicated or difficult to write.
On the contrary, Nalan Yuanshu in "Men Should Be Strong" is a complex character like Li Ya and Wu Jingzhong in "Latent".
Understand Westernization, speak foreign languages, and understand that "learn from the foreigners and learn skills to control the foreigners". He hates foreigners deeply. He can see the situation clearly, but he stands on the opposite side of history and follows the path of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties to the dark side. Because he He is a member of the Yehenara family and is destined to be a royalist.
"The war is dangerous, and everything in the world is like chess. We soldiers are all in the rivers and lakes, and we can't help ourselves."
In terms of identity, Dialect is designed to be like Nalan Yuanshu. Nalan Xingde is from the same ancestry and origin, so a bridge was specially arranged for him.
Sing to the moon and recite the words of our ancestor Nalan Xingde.
However, the character aspect is not the most difficult part to write.
The most difficult thing to write is how to use words to write the martial arts scenes in a way that is both realistic and exciting.
After all, what I write is serious historical literature.
It is impossible for Xiangjiang's new sects like Jin Yong and Huang Yi to fly around and compete with each other in their internal strength, just to break the void and soar in the daytime.
It can't be like the one shot in the movie "Once Upon a Time", where the Foshan Shadowless Kick really flies into the air and kicks 7 times sideways, right?
Newton's coffin board can't be pressed anymore!
In the martial arts world these days, there are not so many liars in the name of martial arts in later generations. Those who have a real foundation in kung fu.
"Mantis Fist" Yu Hai, "Two-Handed Sword Master" Yu Chenghui...
Fang Yan knocked on the table and fell into thinking.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a lot of noise outside the house.
"Okay! Okay!"
"Bah bang bang!"
Amidst bursts of cheers and applause, Gong Jie was performing a show for the children in the village in the open space, mingling together.
They literally got together and performed a set of Taiyi Fist, which looked decent, although there was no sound of breaking through the air.
“Do you know martial arts?”
Fang Yan was greatly surprised when he saw her clean movements.
“I just know some tricks.”
Gong Qie breathed out and raised a smile.
Fang Yan heard her say that Father Gong took her to practice, and later went to the countryside to join the team. In order to prevent her from being bullied, he taught her some self-defense skills. He looked at her up and down, as if he was getting to know her again.
She has practiced this punch for more than ten years, can she win it?
"Sister, sister."
A girl came over and handed over a slender branch.
Immediately afterwards, other children swarmed up, surrounding Gong Cie and Fang Yan, clamoring to watch the swordsmanship show.
Fang Yan was slightly startled, "Do you know how to swordsmanship?"
Gong Jie picked up the branch, touched the girl's head, with a smile in his eyes, and said openly that he had previously participated in the show in order to "Qiu Jin" specially became a disciple of He Weiqi, a martial arts coach at the Shanghai Sports Palace, and systematically learned swordsmanship and boxing.
"I will perform a performance for you and the children."
As he spoke, he held his fists, his eyes were as bright as fire, and his whole temperament changed drastically. He was not as weak as he looked.
Fang Yan saw her having a great time, and couldn't help but think of finding a martial arts coach to learn from them.
After thinking about it, I came up with the idea that I recently bought a house in Shichahai with a courtyard, which is not far from Shichahai Sports School.
My eyes suddenly lit up. Thousands of threads finally found a breakthrough, and my whole body became energetic.
"Wow!"
The thunderous applause brought him back from his thoughts, and he saw the children clapping their hands and cheering, full of surprise.
"You're showing off your ugliness."
Gong Chou was sweating profusely and his palms were slightly dirty. He raised his hand to wipe away the sweat with the back of his hand.
“I have been busy creating these past few days, and I forgot to return it to you.”
Fang Yan handed over the handkerchief he carried with him.
"It's okay, Teacher Fang."
Gong Chou smiled and took out his handkerchief.
"Oh! Oh! My brother and sister are passing the handkerchief!"
When the Miao children saw this, their faces were full of excitement, jumping up and down, shouting.
"Shh! That's not it!"
Gong Qie's cheeks turned red. After spending so many days together, he had some understanding of some of the customs of the Miao people.
Miao embroidery is a traditional token of love in the local area. If a handkerchief is handed to a man and the man accepts it, the two parties have entered into a marriage contract.
The children open their innocent eyes, exuding innocence. "You see, don't you?"
Gong Zhen explained while showing the dialect handkerchief.
“Ah!”
“Why not?”
Childish voices rang out one by one, their tone full of regret.
"I want you to help me read my manuscript. I wonder if it's convenient now?" Fang Yan coughed a few times to resolve the embarrassment.
Gong Cun nodded lightly, and before leaving, he whispered to the children that this matter should be kept secret and not told to others.
While the boys and girls agreed, they couldn't help but feel strange.
Since we are not passing handkerchiefs, why should we keep it a secret?
One of the girls suddenly said that Gong Jie was recently asking her sister for advice on Miao Xiu.
After some speculation by the children, a conclusion was drawn.
Gong Zhen wants to give his eldest brother a real Miao embroidered handkerchief!
………………
The two of them came to the room in silence, one after the other.
"Teacher Fang, that handkerchief..."
Gong Qie pinched Fang Yan's handkerchief and finally said it.
"This is a difference in cultural customs."
Fang Yan smiled: "Just think of it as a little anecdote that only the two of us know."
Gong Jie was about to hand over the handkerchief, pay attention to the dust and dust stained on my palms Sweating, cheeks slightly red:
"Wait until I wash it clean again, and then return it to you."
"It's okay, just stay with me as a hostage for a few more days. When the time comes, , let’s exchange with each other.”
"Pfft, okay!"
Gong Jie laughed when he heard "hostage".
Fang Yan said: "Have you seen that Miao Xiu?"
Gong Chou nodded and told everything he knew.
Fang Yan said: "I'm really curious. I wonder if I'll have the chance to see it with my own eyes."
Gong Jie said: "You can see it, but you must not accept it!"
"I already have one now."
Fang Yan handed her the manuscript of "Once Upon a Time".
“Martial arts novels!?”
Gong Qie cast a curious look, never expecting that Teacher Fang could write about martial arts themes.
The dialect tells the cause and effect, "Mr. Sun said that since the introduction of firearms to China, many Chinese people have abandoned the skills of sports and martial arts, making the entire society even weaker, but they do not know that the decisive victory in the last five minutes is often five feet away. When fighting hand to hand."
"It means that although martial arts cannot defeat guns and artillery, it can strengthen a people. The martial spirit of the nation..."
"So, martial arts novels are not just entertainment for readers, the chivalrous culture, martial spirit, and national sentiments in them are all positive energy."
< br>"As the great man said, civilization is its spirit, barbarism is its body?" Gong Zhen stared straight into his eyes.
Fang Yan clapped his hands, "Yes, that's what it means!"
"When Master Ala taught me how to practice martial arts, he often said this sentence." Gong Qian turned over the book with interest.
Fang Yan picked up the thermos bottle, made a cup of chrysanthemum tea, and brought it to her.
Then, just like the time at the Guixi Factory, one watched silently and the other wrote quietly.
After a while, a rush of footsteps sounded, breaking the tranquility in the room. Guo Baochang ran over in a hurry, holding a letter from Wei Bida in his hand.
It was sent out a long time ago, but it has not arrived here until now.
When Fang Yan opened it, it turned out that Zhu Rui, who was a guest star, could not come.
Guo Baochang said: "Her work unit said that it can't be borrowed to make movies, but it can be transferred."
Fang Yan asked: "Where? Transferred to the Guixi Factory?"< br>
Guo Baochang nodded and said that neither he nor Wei Bida had any objections to Zhu Fu being transferred to the Guixi Factory.
After all, major film studios such as Shanghai Film Studio, Beijing Film Studio, and Xinying Film Studio have several golden flowers, but Guixi Film Studio now doesn’t even have a single golden flower.
If you are willing to come, you will definitely be trained by Guixi Factory as a ‘leading actress’.
Zhu Lu?
Gong Zhen flipped through the book absentmindedly and listened with his ears pricked up.
“Then we must obtain the consent of Comrade Zhu Lu.”
Fang Yan said: “Even if she agrees, it will take a lot of time to transfer.”
"Yeah, it seems we have to find someone to replace her."
Guo Baochang said anxiously: "And as soon as possible, her scenes will be filmed in a few days."
Fang Yan narrowed his eyes, "Director Guo, what do you think?"
"I wonder if we can ask the Xiangnan Factory for support?"
Guo Baochang said: "Send a factory The actress from "Come over"
"Water from afar cannot quench the thirst of the locals. It takes time to contact the Shonan factory, and the ones sent may not be what we want."
Fang Yan said: "How about this, let's pick one of the local girls to be an extra?"
Guo Baochang slapped his thigh and said, "I think it will work. Villagers will also be invited to guest star in the wedding banquet scene. If you are looking for one, you are looking for two."
Gong Qie heard The wedding banquet scene made my heart sink.
As soon as this scene is finished, I will almost finish it...
(End of this chapter)