Chapter 33 Accident
Chapter 33 Accident
"Junior brother, are you really not going to participate in this 'martial arts tournament'?"
Seeing the teasing look on Kou Zhanwen's face, Ji Qingxu shook the newspaper in his hand and shook his head. "Forget it, I'm not involved in the martial arts circle, there's no need to provoke them. Besides, I'm so strong, what if something unexpected happens if we really fight?"
Kou Zhan nodded in agreement. "That's right, Junior Brother, your strength is terrifying. If you're not careful, the consequences could be severe. Alright, I'll reply to President Ma later. This kind of publicity is unnecessary."
"Okay, thank you, senior brother."
Kou Zhanwen waved his hand and walked to the side, "I'm going to make a phone call."
Watching Kou Zhanwen leave, Ji Qingxu glanced at the news in the newspaper.
In an effort to quickly boost Ji Qingxu's fame, someone at Ciwen Media came up with the idea of inviting some "martial arts masters" to spar with Ji Qingxu and holding a "martial arts tournament" to generate buzz.
It must be said that the person who made this suggestion was quite insightful. Unfortunately, Chinese martial arts have long since declined. Even if a "martial arts tournament" were held, it is estimated that not many spectators would be interested. Of course, the most important thing is that the current "martial arts tournaments" are all routines, mainly for performance purposes.
There is real skill involved, but let alone whether anyone would participate in a "real-life" competition, the authorities would not allow it.
Moreover, the martial arts circle is no better than the entertainment circle; it's also a chaotic mess. Even if Ji Qingxu wins, it won't bring him much benefit. The entertainment circle and the martial arts circle are two completely different circles. If it were a later era with advanced internet and fast information transmission, it might be somewhat possible, but in this era of slow information dissemination, it's very difficult.
On the contrary, if Ji Qingxu wins, it will attract a lot of "challengers", and Ji Qingxu will be annoyed by dealing with challengers every day.
If he really wanted to make a name for himself through martial arts, he would have to fight Cheng Long and Li Lianjie. Of course, that was just wishful thinking. Those two were already so famous that they would have to be crazy to agree to fight Ji Qingxu. There was no benefit in beating an unknown nobody like Ji Qingxu, and losing would have a huge impact on his image.
Seeing Fan Xiaopang walking towards him with a notebook, Ji Qingxu temporarily put aside his thoughts of how to become famous quickly and showed a teasing smile.
"Here, sign."
Smiling, Ji Qingxu took the notebook, glanced at the 9:3 written on it, and signed his name below.
"Bingbing-jie, good luck tomorrow!"
"snort!"
Fan Xiaopang, holding the notebook, turned and walked towards the dressing room, his teeth practically grinding to powder. "That bastard, what did he eat to grow up like that?"
It's one thing to be outmatched in action scenes, but I never expected him to "crush" me in dramatic scenes as well.
Looking at the notebook in his hand, Fan Xiaopang subconsciously tightened his grip.
The crew has been filming for ten days straight, and they haven't won even once.
This is infuriating! I must win a match as soon as possible.
From that night onward, the light in Fan Xiaopang's room never went out before midnight.
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"Yun Lei!"
Upon hearing Ji Qingxu's signal, Fan Xiaopang immediately changed tactics, and the two of them brandished their longswords and thrust them at Tantai Mieming.
"Good timing."
Faced with the two's attack, Tantai Mieming made a famous hand gesture and blasted it away, while Ji Qingxu and Fan Xiaopang retreated accordingly.
Pulled by the steel wire, Ji Qingxu posed smoothly and flew backward. He glanced at Fan Xiaopang beside him and his eyes narrowed. "Brother Guang, Brother Yong, let go."
Hearing Ji Qingxu's shout, the stuntman who was pulling the wire was puzzled, but his hands moved quickly and he immediately stopped.
The crew saw Ji Qingxu quickly grab Fan Xiaopang, step on a nearby tree trunk, jump to the side, and roll onto the ground.
Seeing this, He Qun ran over quickly while shouting "cut".
"What's wrong, Qingxu? Are you alright?"
Li Cai, the person in charge of the martial arts troupe, also rushed over quickly. "Qingxu, are you alright?"
Ji Qingxu quickly helped Fan Xiaopang up from the ground. "Sister Bingbing, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Fan Xiaopang shook his head, his face pale. "It's nothing, I'm fine. Qingxu, thank you. If it weren't for you, I..."
Ji Qingxu smiled and comforted her, "It's good that you're alright."
Seeing He Qun, Li Cai and the others looking at him, Ji Qingxu gestured, "That tree branch over there, Sister Bingbing almost got poked in the face by it just now."
Following Ji Zhibai's gesture, He Qun and the others looked over and saw a thick tree branch right in the path Fan Xiaopang had taken. Li Cai instantly broke out in a cold sweat. "Thank goodness, Qingxu, thank goodness you were here, otherwise..."
Noticing that He Qun's expression was somewhat unpleasant, Li Cai immediately said, "Director He, it's my fault, I didn't check thoroughly."
He Qun said in a deep voice, "There must be no next time."
Li Cai quickly replied, "No, there won't be a next time."
He Qun then looked at Fan Xiaopang, "Xiao Fan, take a rest for a while and calm down."
Fan Xiaopang nodded gratefully and said, "Thank you, Director He."
He Qun waved his hand and looked at Ji Qingxu with admiration, "Qingxu, it's good that you're here."
Ji Qingxu smiled and said, "Director He, you're exaggerating. Filming action scenes is normal; this was just an accident."
He Qun glanced at Li Cai upon hearing this, "Alright, let's rest for ten minutes first."
Watching He Qun turn and leave, Li Cai walked up to Ji Qingxu and patted Ji Zhibai's arm. "Qingxu, I owe you one."
Ji Qingxu smiled and said, "Brother Li, you're too kind."
Li Cai smiled and nodded without saying anything more. He turned around and walked towards the martial arts group with a livid face.
After Li Cai had walked away, Ji Qingxu asked in a low voice, "Sister Bingbing, have you been too tired from filming action scenes lately?"
Upon hearing this, a hint of embarrassment flashed in Fan Xiaopang's eyes. He knew that Ji Qingxu had seen him daydreaming earlier, and he nodded somewhat awkwardly, "I'm a little tired."
Thinking about how he had been working on the script until after midnight every night in order to outdo Ji Qingxu in the dramatic scenes, which had left him feeling a bit tired during the day while filming, Fan Xiaopang felt a pang of regret.
That scene just now really scared Fan Xiaopang. Getting injured doesn't matter, but if his face is damaged, Fan Xiaopang feels he will regret it for the rest of his life.
Thinking of this, Fan Xiaopang had an idea. "Qingxu, could you help me?"
Fan Xiaopang thought that if he put on a pitiful appearance, Ji Qingxu would soften his heart. However, he did not expect that as soon as he spoke, Ji Qingxu would look at him with a wary expression.
Seeing Ji Qingxu's expression, Fan Xiaopang almost exploded with anger. That bastard!
No, I have to hold back. In order to achieve his goal, Fan Xiaopang pinched his palm hard and continued to look at Ji Qingxu with a pitiful expression.
"How can I help?"
Fan Xiaopang smiled ingratiatingly, "Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you. It's just that... after work tonight, could you give me a massage? I heard that a massage before bed helps the body recover better, you know..."
"Can."
"..."
Seeing Fan Xiaopang staring at him with a blank expression, Ji Qingxu smiled and snapped her fingers in front of her eyes, "I said yes."
Fan Xiaopang immediately snapped out of his daze and said gratefully, "Thank you, Qingxu. I'll treat you to dinner."
Ji Qingxu smiled and asked, "So, after we finish work, should I go to your place or mine?"
"I'll stay here. There are fewer people living here, so it's more convenient."
"Okay, it's settled then. I'm going to get some water."
"it is good."
As Ji Qingxu turned and left after speaking, Fan Xiaopang stared blankly at his back. This guy, he agreed so easily?
Thinking of Ji Qingxu's previously clueless attitude, Fan Xiaopang walked to the side with a lot of doubts, picked up his water cup and drank some water. It wasn't until Director He Qun announced that filming would continue that Fan Xiaopang temporarily put aside his doubts and devoted himself to filming.
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