Li Liang, Ding Xiu was a bit embarrassed when he heard this name. Where did he know Li Liangliang?

A martial arts director of a play can have many at the same time, just like the crew not just a director. There are executive directors, casting directors, art drama directors, martial arts directors, group A directors, group B directors, and various deputy deputy deputies, and various deputy deputies

director.

Generally, everyone only remembers the most famous one.

He is really unfamiliar with the name of Li Mingliang.

Entering the second day of the crew, in the training hall, Ding Xiu saw the "acquaintance."

"Director Li, I am Huang Xiaoming, trouble you in the next time, I must say what I have to do well, don't be polite."

Martial arts director Li Mingliang is a middle-aged man, bald, tall man of 1.85 meters, with a fat face, a slinging eyes and a strong body.

It's a bad guy at first glance.

That is, there is no tattoo on the arm, otherwise Huang Xiaoming will not dare to come forward to say hello.

Even so, he was a little bit stunned in his heart.

This buddy is not like a good person.

Director Li and Huang Xiaoming shook hands, holding up a smiley face, not laughing, it was worse to laugh, and it was gloomy.

"It's all for work, everyone works together."

Immediately, he looked at Ding Xiu's body, his eyes hot, and stepped forward, holding Ding Xiu's hand with both hands.

"Brother Xiu, I haven't seen you for a long time, what are you busy recently?"

After seeing the bald head, Ding Xiu was a little impressed. At the beginning of the Tianlong Babu crew, it seemed to have seen this person and often ran behind Zhao Jian's ass.

It's just that everyone is not familiar with, and I don't see it for a few years, don't contact, and I feel strange to listen to the name.

I'm afraid that Ding Xiu can't remember, Li Mingliang said: "I, Xiao Li, Bald Tsai."

"I know you." Ding Xiu nodded: "Cooperate again, take care of it."

"Where, how dare I take care of my brother before the face of Xiu Ge, and you have to take care of me. If there is any bad place for martial arts action, you must propose it, so that I will have room for progress in the future."

Huang Xiaoming looked dumbfounded.

I am Nima.

The big man of one meter eighty -five, so strong, how can you see Ding Xihui's look like this, won't.

He won't eat people.

If Li Mingliang can hear Huang Xiaoming's voice, he will definitely say that Ding Xiu will not eat people, but he will hit people.

Ding Xiu's reputation is outside, and people call the younger generation in the entertainment industry the most. The martial arts director and director he have worked with him, none of them are unconvinced.

Even the Kung Fu Emperor Li Lianjie said that Ding Xiu was his successor.

This is recognized by everyone.

The rumors in the workshop are even more horrible. It is said that Ding Xiu's ability to fight is very strong. A watermelon knife is cut over dozens of small mess. He has a nose and eyes. He also said that he had defeated many masters all the way today. The boxing champion was not enough for him to fight.

So when he came to Tianlong Babu crew, many martial arts wanted to see the first master of the entertainment industry.

In fact, including him.

As a result, a group of people's wheels fought Ding Xiu, all of which were beaten down.

Like playing children, punch, one child, one child, that is a relaxed.

Li Mingliang's attitude towards Ding Xiu is so good, mainly because of the strength of him, all of them are practicing martial arts. In the face of this kind of famous master, where to dare to support it.

Ding Xiu did not guide him even if he was fine, where would he dare to guide Ding Xiu.

"You are the martial arts director, I'll listen to you." Ding Xiu pulled his palm out of Li Mingliang's rough hands without hesitation, and smiled: "Where should we start practicing today?"

Li Mingliang said: "Ding Li's combat effectiveness in this drama is not strong and he has not received systematic martial arts training, so we first learn street fighting and fight turtle punches. Xu Wenqiang's words are mainly fancy and whistle, highlighting his IQ and strong force."

New Shanghai Beach is not a martial arts drama. There are not many martial arts scenes. The reason for the background of the story is the mainstream.

So this play does not require too many gorgeous movements and difficult skills.

"Understand, how can you set it up, let's talk about it first?"

"That's what I think. Although it's a turtle punch, it's handsome, that is, it's beautiful without being distorted. I'll let Wu Xing come over and demonstrate it first. Brother Xiu, you can't help but change it if you don't work."

Good guy, martial arts director is so humble, Huang Xiaoming can't stand it anymore. Who is the martial arts director?

"Director Li, it's okay, just follow what you said, our brother cooperates with you."

"That won't work, I'll have to let Brother Xiu take his palms." Li Mingliang, who was 1.85 meters tall, looked like a little girl, with a embarrassed face and said shyly: "He is an expert in this regard, how dare I play a role in playing a squad, how could I do this?

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Zhao Jian and Yuan Bing are so powerful. When talking about the action design, they have to listen to Ding Xiu's opinions. Can he be more powerful than those two big men?

I remember that Yuan Bing had said on the set, and he was recognized by everyone unanimously.

That is, "If a action can't be completed, there is no need for design."

This is a very high evaluation that Ding Xiu martial arts has a good skills. Even if he can't do it, no one can do it.

New Shanghai Dingli's martial arts is close to the streets. To be honest, how does this play effect have no bottom?

Because he has no experience in combat.

Don't look at his martial arts for many years, but you can count it with a number of hands with others.

Ding Xiu is an expert in this area. Whether it is experience or skills, it is better than him. It is a rare thing to get Ding Xiu's suggestion.

Taking Li Mingliang's shoulder, Ding Xiu laughed: "Guide Li, serious, everyone communicates with each other."

"Dare not dare."

A few words of greetings, Li Mingliang called the crew martial arts. There were more than ten people in total, two of them, two white clothes, and the rest were black clothes. Everyone began to twist in the original design and order of the original design.

White clothes represent Ding Li and Xu Wenqiang.

Ding Xiu, Li Liangliang, Huang Xiaoming, and the three stood on the side to watch.

In the process of watching, Li Mingliang's mouth was not idle. He introduced: "Xu Wenqiang is a scholar, martial arts must be elegant and beautiful, Ding Li is selling fruits, there are many ways, there is no rules, and the two form a sharp comparison."

The middle of the field was hot, shouting and killing, and someone fell to the ground.

Huang Xiaoming is still very satisfied with his martial arts movement and nodded frequently. Although he does not understand martial arts, he can see that it is handsome.

One punch is all chic and handsome.

Ding Xiu held his hands on his chest and frowned: "Ding Li's fighting, ten lives are not dead enough. In the case of disparity, street warfare is not like this."

Li Mingliang hurriedly asked: "How to fight?"

These methods were made up of his own brain, and he hadn't played itself. I didn't know what the specific situation was.

Ding Xiu called to stop everyone, stepped into the field, hooked his fingers and said, "Don't follow the routine, you go directly."

Wu Xing, look at me, I look at you, no one stepped forward.

The person in front of you is a household name, who is responsible for being destroyed?

Li Mingliang said: "Listen to Xiu Xiu, but you all pay attention to the point, pick up some."

Professional martial arts, knowing how to accept, knowing fake fighting, paying attention, not hurting people.

"This is the street battle." Ding Xiu took a big step forward, kicking towards Wu Xing's stomach, and before he encountered his body, Wu Xing retreated to the ground.

Raise your hand and grab a person's hair is a punch.

The beaten martial arts fell sensible, covering his chest and mourning on the ground.

The two people fell one after another, and the rest slowed down and started to support it.

With his fist, Ding Xiu smashed two, and was blocked by the corner. Numerous fists fell down. He could only squat and squat.

While people are not paying attention, one hug and drop one, get up and then hit ...

A few minutes later, Ding Xiu got up and patted the dust on his body.

The martial arts beating is fake, and the dust is stained with dust because the simulation rolls on the ground when beating.

"It's amazing." Li Mingliang applauded and laughed: "It is worthy of Xiu, your street war is simply a textbook level."

He was not beaten by the crowd, and he didn't know what the real battle was, but after watching Ding Xiu's "performance" was deeply shocked.

First of all, the shot was fierce enough, caught one to death.

People are also clever, and they do not pursue after falling, but replace the goal.

Being behind the wall by the group, holding his head with both hands, his eyes all the way between everyone, seizing the opportunity to continue fighting to death.

In the end, the heart was hard enough, grabbed a younger brother, replaced the knife with a pen, and put it around his neck, indicating that he would kill.

The tone full of jade, the tone of jade, and the trembling hand, all were telling everyone that my Ding Li was not easy to provoke, and then I killed Lao Tzu, which was harder than anyone's life.

Huang Xiaoming complimented: "Everyone said that your martial arts are powerful. I didn't believe it before, now I believe it."

With a smile on his face, he was shocked secretly.
To be continued...