"Director Cheng, you are an expert in the industry. Which one do you think is better as the second female lead?"

In the next room, after all the girls had finished auditioning, Zhang Yi asked Cheng Xiaodong.

Without exception, the answer each of them received was to go back and wait for news.

Without offending anyone at all, Cheng Xiaodong said: "I think it's all pretty good."

Zhang Yimou was helpless: "I really want to hear your opinion, not to be confused."

"That's Zhang Ziyi." Cheng Xiaodong said while turning his pen: "Everyone has seen her performance in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

"There's nothing to say about her acting skills or skills. Anyway, in terms of martial arts and figure, she is the best among everyone."

Zhang Yimou nodded thoughtfully and continued to ask: "Where is Gong Li?"

"Gong, Sister Li's performance is relatively restrained, which doesn't quite fit the martial arts style. Another reason is that her age doesn't match her. The maid Can Jian must be younger."

"Asking her to play Tony Leung Chaowei's maid doesn't quite make sense in terms of her status. Although she doesn't care, we can't take it seriously."

The second female lead is a maid-like character and cannot be too old. Although Gong Li does not look older, she is still a bit disharmonious compared to Liang Chaowei, Zhang Manyu and others.

After all, she is an international movie queen, so she asked Gong Li to be Zhang Manyu's co-star, which doesn't quite make sense for her position.

"It makes sense, then just follow what you said and choose Zhang Ziyi." After thinking for a few seconds, Zhang Yimou made a decision.

Cheng Xiaodong rolled his eyes and remained silent. He knew that Zhang Yimou was deliberately trying to blame him.

It was my first time filming a martial arts film, and I felt unsure. My ex-girlfriend came over to support me, and was willing to condescend to play the second female lead. Who could be so cruel as to keep doing this?

After asking the martial arts director for his opinion, he turned around and held a press conference and said that Zhang Ziyi was chosen by the martial arts director and it was none of his business.

The pot was thrown away clearly.

"Director Zhang, Director Cheng."

As soon as the two of them finished chatting, Ding Xiu came in and looked at the layout of the room, which was no different from an ordinary audition scene.

There is a chair in the middle, and several swords are hung on the weapon racks next to it.

Judging from the crooked placement, Zhang Ziyi and the others have used it.

After sitting down, Ding Xiu said: "Do you need me to improve my skills? I can also use swords."

"No need." Zhang Yimou raised his hand to stop him: "I have already seen your kung fu. I only have one question for you, how do you treat martial arts masters?"

Ding Xiu said without hesitation: "If you are referring to the masters in the ancient world, my answer may disappoint you."

"No matter which dynasty it is, it is illegal to beat people with Kung Fu. There are only two types of people who can walk around the world with a knife and a sword. One is a soldier and the other is a thief."

It was the same in the Ming Dynasty. Anyone who dared to go shopping with a knife would be slapped down by the police officer before he even reached the street.

I will take you to the Yamen later and identify you as a murderer and bandit. Dozens of unsolved cases will be settled.

What, you said you were wronged?

Normal people who run around in the streets with swords.

Just like today, you try to walk around the streets with a spray gun. When you enter the police station, you say you are a good person and see if others believe it.

It took a while before Zhang Yimou's voice came out: "So the martial arts people are not good people?"

Right in front, Cheng Xiaodong behind the desk winked at Ding Xiu.

Ding Xiu acted as if he hadn't seen it and replied to himself: "You can say that, after all, who can become a master without blood on his hands? How many of them are doing chivalry and how many of them are paid to do things? Only the person involved knows

.”

When King Xin Zhu Youjian took office, the Ming Dynasty was already in turmoil, the court was in chaos, and eunuchs were rampant.

The civil society is also in a mess. There are either severe droughts or severe floods. Disaster relief is not in place. People rebel from time to time. Robbery and murder are commonplace.

If you walk in the alley at night, there may be five or six beggars who are as thin as bamboo poles and want to touch you.

In this kind of environment, there are few warriors who are not stained with blood.

There are even some martial arts people who are engaged in the killing business and will do anything as long as they are paid money. They are of low character and have no lower limit.

When it was over, after hearing Ding Xiu's answer, Cheng Xiaodong turned his head to the side, held his forehead and remained silent.

He is a martial arts instructor, and Zhang Yimou has discussed the martial arts design with him many times, including the character's personality.

He knew the answer Zhang Yimou wanted, but Ding Xiu obviously answered wrongly.

Seeing that Ding Xiu was about to be sent away, Cheng Xiaodong said, "What do you think of the saying that a great hero serves the country and the people?"

This is what the old man wants.

This sentence comes from The Legend of the Condor Heroes, which Ding Xiu had read. After filming Xiao Ao and Yi Tian, ​​he looked for Jin Yong's remaining novels and read them.

My favorite is Wei Xiaobao, the winner in life.

However, I admire Guo Jing's courage very much. The two of them lived in different eras, but their environments were very different.

He thought about intercepting and killing Zhao Jingzhong, and thought about the battle in which one man and one horse fought alone against a group of Tatar cavalry.

"There is no such thing as a hero. In the face of the hatred of the country and the family, a man's blood is nothing more than his blood."

Zhang Yimou clenched his fists, with a stern face without any expression, much like the invigilator during an exam.

"You should go back first. We will notify you as soon as we have the results as to whether you can be selected."

"grateful."

You will be notified whether you are selected or not. The old man is quite disciplined in his work. Unlike some crews, there will be no follow-up after the audition.

If I wasn't selected, I didn't even bother to make a call. I had people waiting at home every day. Finally, when the crew turned on the camera, they found out that I hadn't been selected. This would have wasted a lot of time.

"Brother Shan, it's your turn!"

Returning to the next door, Ding Xiu stood by the door and shouted, which frightened Zhenzi to the point of trembling.

After saying that, Ding Xiu walked straight into the elevator without staying.

Ten minutes later, Zhen Zidan came out of the elevator, took a few deep breaths, and recalled his performance just now. There was nothing wrong with it, and he was quite satisfied.

Walking to the hotel lobby, he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.

"Brother Shan, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Ding Xiu walked towards him.

Feeling nervous, Zhen Zishan was even more nervous than when he had just auditioned in front of Zhang Yimou: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing. Our martial arts competition is not over yet. You said before that we would reschedule the fight another day, but we didn't even leave a phone call. I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to find me when you turn around."

"Did I say it?" Zhen Zishan's heart trembled.

"I told you." Ding Xiu smiled lightly and said: "I am very interested in modern fighting, and you are an expert in this field, so we are not allowed to communicate."

"Don't worry, give me a few days, and after I understand the rules of fighting, I will compete with you in fighting style."

"No need."

After seeing Zhao Wenzhuo's tragic situation, Zhen Zidan was really scared.

How can a person fly away with just one move? The 1.8 meter tall man almost fainted. It's unscientific.

In Ding Xiu's words, it's better to hold back.

If he didn't hold back, he would be killing someone.

"Don't you need me to be familiar with the rules of fighting? That's okay. The rules of fighting are indeed quite troublesome. I'm a little constrained when I fight and I'm afraid I won't be able to stop."

Donnie Yen: “…”

What I specifically said is that there is no need to fight.

"Brother Xiu."

"Um?"

"There were a lot of people inside just now."

"Then what?"

"I may not have said something clearly." Zhen Zidan said solemnly: "I'm going abroad soon, so I may not have time to communicate with you in the short term."

Ding Xiu said: "Then let's hurry up and make an appointment as soon as possible."

"The main reason is that I don't have time, and the schedule cannot be missed."

"It's okay, it probably only takes a few minutes. I'll be quick."

"I don't have time for a few minutes. It's too late. My flight is going to be late. I won't say anything anymore. That's it for today. I'll contact you later. Goodbye. No need to send me off."

…

In the audition room, when the last interviewer left, Zhang Yimou lit a cigarette and took a long drag.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Cheng Xiaodong said: "These people are all good, and everyone can fight. If you look through the entertainment industry, it's hard to find anyone who can fight better than them."

"Wu Jing's shooting skills are flexible, Zhao Wenzhuo's is thick, Zhen Zidan is a bit messy, and his aesthetics are not so good. He prefers actual combat. It's a pity that he doesn't have Ding Xiu."

Shaking the ashes from his cigarette, Zhang Yi said: "I've seen Ding Xiu's, and it's even more powerful than them... Wu Jing, the four of them, was eliminated first, their baby faces and costumes weren't serious enough."
To be continued...