I’m Really a Superstar

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"Xiao Zhang, you are such a cool guy." Yao Jiancai laughed loudly. He didn't have the stability of an old comrade in his forties or fifties at all. He went up and put his arm around Zhang Ye's shoulders and said, "You were so coquettish in those moments."

The rescued actress came back to her senses and thanked her, "Teacher Zhang, thank you."

Zhang Ye waved his hand and took off Lao Yao's hand on his shoulder.

The martial arts instructor had recovered and was not seriously injured. When he looked at Zhang Ye, his expression was filled with shock. "Xiao Zhang... Teacher, don't you know how to kung fu? You are not one of those people." Are you unable to practice simple martial arts movements and fight to a standard? Why just..."

Zhang Ye said speechlessly: "Martial arts moves?"

That martial arts move you call bullshit?

The villain actor who acted opposite him also said: "Yeah, since you are so good, why can't you do those simple moves well? You just played with me, and you keep teasing me?" Then he understood, The master opposite him, who had wasted several shots and was always looked down upon by him, turned out to be a hidden master. They had just been sparring, but why didn't they notice it at all?

Zhang Ye didn't explain.

The stuntman who was also injured had already gotten up. Zhang Ye didn't say anything, but he could see it. "Don't you see it? Teacher Zhang Ye knows real kung fu. Those of us who make movies can't do it at all." It’s called martial arts, but it’s just a showmanship. What Teacher Zhang is doing is the real Chinese martial arts. Let’s let a teacher who has practiced Chinese martial arts to his core and his body become one with us, to do this kind of fancy martial arts like ours? Can people do it? It’s strange that it’s so good. The real martial arts is first the art of self-cultivation, and then the art of controlling the enemy. It’s not just for fun like the rest of us.” His master also practiced Chinese martial arts. He was eighteen years old. Later, I learned from the master, but I was already past the best age to practice martial arts, and I could only scratch the surface of how to practice, so I had to become a stuntman. I didn't go on the path of martial arts, but I knew a lot, so I knew it at a glance. You see.

"Kuoshu?"

"Teacher Zhang is really good at kung fu?"

"Is this still real skill? This is the first time I've seen it."

"You're so handsome, Teacher Zhang, please teach me how to teach me."

Everyone gave a thumbs up.

After the martial arts director was stunned for a moment, he was not surprised. He had also seen many masters of Chinese martial arts. For example, there were several martial arts stars, martial arts instructors and even stuntmen in the industry who had practiced Chinese martial arts. Some of them had very high attainments, but he But I never expected that this teacher Zhang, who looked soft and weak and didn't even have much muscle, was actually a martial arts practitioner. And he was not a beginner at first glance. He would kill every person he met, punching one after another. He must have practiced it for countless years. A master of

The frog in the well

It’s really a frog in the well.

The martial arts instructor and many people who had complained about Zhang Ye's bad moves all blushed, and then they realized that it wasn't that Zhang Ye didn't fight well, but that they were a bunch of people who were embarrassed. To put it bluntly, Zhang Ye Teacher, this is called serious martial arts.

The martial arts instructor cupped his fists and said, "I couldn't hold myself back before.

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Zhang Ye waved his hand, "Is there anything I can't say I'm sorry for?"

The assistant director said with lingering fear: "Thanks to Xiao Zhang, otherwise we would have suffered heavy losses. Xiao Yan was almost beaten, these bald donkeys"

When the other crew members heard this, they also started scolding them.

"Pooh"

"What kind of monk?"

“We can’t just let it go”

Yao Jiancai was also very angry. He went over and kicked the young monk who was lying on the ground and was knocked unconscious by Zhang Ye. As a result, the monk seemed to move and wake up. Yao Jiancai was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped back and stood behind Zhang Ye, then cursed the monk again.

"Director Jiang."

"Director Jiang, what should we do?"

Director Jiang came over to see those who had fainted, and asked Zhang Ye, "How are they? Are they not in danger?"

Zhang Ye said calmly: "There is no danger. I just lost a few teeth and maybe the jaw was dislocated. Everything else is fine. There is only a skin injury. I didn't do anything harsh."

Director Jiang looked at him with serious eyes for the first time, "What do you think we should do now?"

"Go up the mountain." Zhang Ye said matter-of-factly: "Let's ask them for an explanation. We can't just use our people and equipment for nothing. They will have to pay for it."

Director Jiang: "..."

The assistant director wiped his sweat and said: "Everyone has gone up to call for help. They don't know how many monks there are. If there are more than a dozen of them guarding us, we..."

Zhang Ye said coldly: "Come one and I'll fight one. Come ten and I'll fight ten."

The martial arts instructor applauded: "Count me in!"

"I also went up the mountain to follow them," an actor also said excitedly.

Having seen Zhang Ye's kung fu, some of them were immediately confident and no longer afraid of anything. With such a great master by their side, who could be afraid of whom?

Of course, only a few people were excited. Most of the others still looked dumbfounded. Only those who knew Zhang Ye's deeds remembered his bastard temper. In fact, they didn't believe it at first and thought it was a rumor. After all, how can a literary broadcast host be such an asshole? However, when I saw it today, it turned out to be true. The rumors were correct. This was a temple that was fearless of heaven and earth. What kind of place was it? That's a place that's even more protected than minorities. Do you think you're going to smash up a temple if you look like this?

"Don't be impulsive"

"Calm down, everyone"

"Don't do anything when you go up the mountain. If you have something to say, just talk it over."

"That's right, we also beat up those monks, and they were all severely beaten. We have recovered the tent. I think we should call the police first and then go down the mountain."

Everyone argued endlessly, with no result.

But in the blink of an eye, Zhang Ye had already taken the lead on the steps. Zhang Ye didn't care if they couldn't get up. He couldn't swallow this breath anyway.

"Hey"

"Teacher Zhang"

"Xiao Zhang, where are you going?"

As soon as Zhang Ye went up the mountain, the martial arts instructor, a few stuntmen, and two actors followed him. Yao Jiancai didn't even shrug, he rolled up his sleeves and followed at the end, cursing.

Director Jiang has actually calmed down. They beat two of them, only slightly injuring them, and smashed a lighting equipment. It didn't cost much, but they knocked down all four monks. Several of them haven't woken up yet. , as the chief director, he was more concerned about the overall situation. Although he was hating in his heart, he still had people lift up the young monks and go up the mountain together without leaving those monks alone.

Mountain top.

The temple, which had just been dark, was brightly lit.

It's not like lighting torches, the temples have lights, and now they all use electricity.

As soon as the crew and others came up, they met a group of seven or eight monks. There were not many of them, but they were fully armed. Some of them were holding sticks. Some of them looked like cooks in the temple, holding a big long sword. The spoon came out, and everyone was full of anger, staring at Zhang Ye, but no one dared to go up. The younger junior brother who came back has already told them the situation. Judging from the description, he couldn't even tell what kind of kung fu the other party was doing. He could only confirm that it was a kind of national martial art. They probably also knew that if they went by this description, how could they do it? Even if they were together, they probably wouldn't be that person's opponent, so they all stood there and shouted, but no one dared to be the first one.

"Where is my junior brother?"

"You dare to beat up your family?"

“That’s too much bullying.”

"Where is the abbot? Call the abbot quickly."

The crew behind them struggled to carry a few young monks up the mountain. After looking at Director Jiang and seeing him nodding, they sent the monks over to the group. One of them was already awake and walked over by himself. .

"Junior Brother"

"Senior Brother"

"How are you?"

The monks rushed to rescue him and pinched him.

After a while, the little monk who was beaten woke up and stood up reluctantly. He was not seriously injured, but his words were a bit leaky and his teeth were lost.

"Amitabha" Suddenly, an old monk walked out of the backyard. He first went over to see the injuries of several disciples, and then stood up to face the crew.

"abbot"

"They beat people"

The little monk who woke up complained first.

"Shut up," the abbot shouted, "Did you do it first?"

The young monk was speechless for a moment, and several other monks also lowered their heads and stopped talking.

The abbot said sadly: "Monks are merciful, but you hurt others, and you have brought this end to yourself. You can't blame others."

Yao Jiancai snorted: "It seems you are reasonable here, so that's easy to talk about."

Director Jiang said with some resentment: "Abbott, the crew has sent someone to contact your former abbot before and discussed the filming work. Now you have gone back on your promise and hit our people and smashed our equipment. I think What do you mean by this? Fortunately, there is a master in our team, otherwise, would you have killed me today?"

The abbot looked very peaceful and spoke calmly, "We will not receive the film crew in the future."

Director Jiang said: "It's okay not to accept them. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Why did you beat them?"

"I'm sitting in meditation and don't know about the outside world. If I knew, I wouldn't let them do this." The abbot clasped his hands together and said Amitabha again, "Several disciples have been taught by you. Please come back, donor." , not sent.”

Shirk responsibility?

Is it over if you don’t know?

Not sending it yet? So rude?

I just thought I met a reasonable monk, but I didn't expect that he was also a monk who followed the same path.

Zhang Ye walked up. His movement made the young monks take a step back in horror.

The abbot knew at a glance that this man must be the martial arts master who beat up several of his disciples. "This donor, what do you want?" He was not afraid at all, and he didn't know if he had practiced kung fu as well.

Zhang Ye looked at him and said: "We won't leave until this matter is explained clearly."

"I have something to do another day. I haven't finished sitting in Zen yet." The abbot ignored him at all and turned around to lead the disciples away.

"Zazen? Are you still zazen at this time?" Zhang Ye was angry again. Looking at the back of the abbot who was about to leave, he directly threw out a Buddhist Zen saying from Master Huineng of his world, and slapped him in the face: "You are born not to sit or lie down. , dead lying down without sitting down, a smelly bone, what is the purpose of doing homework?"

The abbot was stunned and turned back suddenly

These young monks also looked dumbfounded, and they all looked at Zhang Ye with dumbfounded eyes.