Unscientific Movie King

Chapter 85 The Rebellious Boy

"Don't rush to answer me. You can think about it until the filming of this play is finished."

Zhou Xingchi admires Qin Chuan's acting skills and also appreciates his loyalty to his current employer.

But although he admired Qin Chuan, he did not intend to force him to join Xinghui.

Not to mention the nonsense that if he changes his mind in the future, Xinghui’s door will be open to him.

To put it bluntly, actors still have a shelf life.

When you are not famous, what I sign is your potential. When you are famous, what I sign is your commercial value.

Be famous as early as possible.

Now is the time when you are in your twenties and it is a good time to work hard. What's the point of waiting until you become unpopular in a few years and then relying on him?

He runs a company to make money, not to do charity.

"Thank you, Director Zhou. I will definitely consider it carefully."

Qin Chuan responded politely and courteously.

It actually means rejection, but between adults, there is no need to say some things too clearly.

Qin Chuan had no scenes tonight, so after watching the replay he prepared to take off his makeup and go back to the hotel to rest.

Just after removing my makeup, I ran into the mute girl Huang Shengyi.

"Congratulations, we will be colleagues from now on. Please take care of me."

Seeing Qin Chuan was a little surprised, Huang Shengyi explained: "I passed by the director's studio and heard your conversation with Master Xing."

In her opinion, this is Zhou Xingchi, a god-like figure in the entertainment industry. Who can refuse his invitation?

When I was signed, I was so happy that I couldn't sleep for two days.

Qin Chuan said he was considering it, and he would definitely go back to calculate the penalty for breach of contract and so on. Signing the contract was a matter of time.

"Please take care of me." Qin Chuan did not explain, but just stretched out his hand and shook hands with Huang Shengyi.

I wanted to just say hello and leave, but Huang Shengyi took the initiative to start a conversation: "I've heard your songs, they're very nice."

"His acting skills are also great. Who did you learn all this from?"

There are many young people in the crew, but their looks are hard to describe, such as Jiang Bao, Lin Zi Chong and others.

Qin Chuan is the best looking and also the most talented. His acting skills are excellent and he can compete with veteran actors without losing to them.

She had wanted to meet him for a long time, but she just didn't have the chance.

Usually, Qin Chuan is either filming on the crew or practicing martial arts in an empty corner.

Today she finally caught me.

"When writing songs, it's all about humming. Acting is just about figuring things out. You'll get it if you think about it enough."

Qin Chuan's answer was perfunctory and he obviously had no interest in chatting.

But Huang Shengyi thought he was awesome, and said with an admiring look: "You are so talented, so amazing."

Qin Chuan was speechless. They had only been chatting for less than two minutes, and words like "great", "so strong", and "so amazing" kept coming out of Huang Shengyi's mouth.

He was praised so much that he began to doubt whether he was really that awesome.

"It's just so-so. The main thing is persistence and passion."

And a little bit of Nuo props to assist.

Huang Shengyi smiled and said, "I feel like it won't be long before you can play the leading role. Don't pretend you don't know me when the time comes."

"That's not possible." Qin Chuan said politely.

If I remember correctly, Huang Shengyi was the first artist to run away from Stephen Chow's company.

A total traitor.

Later, the case was brought to court and a lawsuit was filed.

Comparing them with Zhang Yuqi, the heroine of CJ7, the gap between the two is obvious.

Both of them terminated the contract on their own initiative. One of them went to court and became enemies, while the other said frankly in public: "It is normal to pay compensation for breach of contract. I also admire Stephen Chow's talent and I will always be grateful to him."

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. See you later." Qin Chuan raised his hand to look at his watch, and said he was leaving without even seeing what time it was.

Just like the person who answered the alarm and left during a blind date.

After getting rid of Huang Shengyi, Qin Chuan took a taxi back to the hotel, took a shower, took out a small notebook and began to enrich the biography of Iron Wire Fist. After putting on the character template, he put on the Nuo equipment and practiced the moves.

……

Early in the morning, at seven o'clock, in a corner of the park, Qin Chuan was practicing iron wire boxing in sportswear.

I went out at five o'clock, squatted in horse stance for half an hour, and then started boxing.

After a few times, my muscles and bones were refreshed, sweat came out of my pores, and the hair on my forehead, temples, and back of my head were all wet.

"call!"

After finishing his move, Qin Chuan let out a long sigh.

"It's really the real thing. After so many days, my physical fitness has improved a lot. This is much better than lifting weights in the gym."

He had not come into contact with Iron Wire Fist half a month ago. After practicing for this period of time, his body muscles have gradually taken shape.

In order to unlock the role of a martial artist, he held a large tripod, did somersaults, and practiced flying kicks every day. His physical fitness is pretty good, and he has abdominal muscles, pectoral muscles, and biceps.

But some parts are not obvious, such as the back, waist and legs, which are difficult to train.

There are more than seventy moves in the Iron Wire Fist martial art, which can train most parts of the body, including the hands, feet, waist, chest, bones, muscles.

The chassis is so stable that even the little brother is much stronger.

When I wake up every morning, I feel full of energy and blood, as strong as a rock, and as strong as a pillar to support the sky.

The crew and the set.

Qin Chuan came a little later today because his scene was in the afternoon, so he came here to have lunch and ask Zhao Zhilin for some advice on boxing.

The rooftop of Pig Cage Walled City.

Qin Chuan performed a set of Iron Wire Fist in front of Zhao Zhilin.

Just once, and your face won’t turn red and you won’t be out of breath after it.

But Zhao Zhilin's eyelids twitched, and he thought to himself, "Fuck, is he so evil?"

After a day, Qin Chuan's progress was visibly improved.

It was a bit awkward a few days ago, but it’s much smoother today.

"Take off your short-sleeved shirt and let me see it."

Qin Chuan did as he was told.

Zhao Zhilin walked around him, pinching his back and arms, and muttered, "It's unscientific. How did you manage to maintain your physical fitness and yet have such profound kung fu?"

What he taught was training methods, mainly to strengthen the body and become familiar with the moves.

The testing method is very simple, just check whether the body muscles are well formed and whether the moves are performed smoothly and roundly.

He had looked at Qin Chuan's body a few days ago, and it was no different from now, at least not to the naked eye.

According to his experience, after practicing the moves to Qin Chuan's current level, there have been obvious changes in his body shape. Tight muscles and bigger size are the most basic.

As a result, Qin Chuan became more proficient in the moves, but his body did not change.

This is fucking hell.

"You'll be able to do it with just some practice." Qin Chuan put on his clothes and said calmly.

Last night I dreamt that I was gaining experience points until midnight, and this was the only thing I did over and over again.

When I practiced again today, I felt more and more comfortable with it.

Qin Chuan was calm, but Zhao Zhilin was not. He knew that he was talented, but he didn't expect it to be so high. Would his master Huang Feihong be like this when he was still alive?

Suddenly, Zhao Zhilin felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Thinking back to the beginning, he trained in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer, and he himself couldn't even remember how much sweat he had shed.

As a result, Qin Chuan's casual practice in one day yielded the same effect as what he achieved in half a month.

If it takes another ten days or half a month, he will really have mastered all the seventy-plus training techniques.

"It's OK. A few small movements are a little bit irregular. Just correct them. Keep it up."

"Director Zhou seems to be calling me. I'll go over first."

Zhao Zhilin didn't want to stay. He was old, and if he talked to Qin Chuan again, he would have to take quick-acting heart-saving pills.

(End of this chapter)