"Little Zhang, you're awesome! You're a fierce man! " Yao Jiancai laughed heartily. He did not have the composure of a 40 or 50-year-old man. He put his arm around Zhang Ye's shoulders and said, "Those moves of yours were too coquettish!"
The female actor, who had been saved, came back to her senses and thanked him, "Teacher Zhang, thank you!"
Zhang Ye waved his hand and removed Old Yao's hand from his shoulder.
The martial arts director had already recovered. His injuries were not serious, but he looked at Zhang Ye with an expression of shock, "Little Zhang … Teacher, you, I thought you didn't know martial arts? Didn't you say you couldn't even perform a few simple martial arts moves properly? Why did you just … "
Zhang Ye said in a speechless manner, "Martial arts moves?"
That bullsh * t martial arts moves of yours!
The antagonist who acted with him also said, "That's right. Since you're so good, why couldn't you perform those few simple moves? So you were just messing with me when we were practicing just now? " Only then did he understand that the person opposite him, who had wasted so many scenes and was always looked down upon, was actually a hidden expert! They had practiced together just now, but why couldn't he tell?
Zhang Ye did not explain.
The stunt double, who was also injured, had already gotten up. Even though Zhang Ye did not say, he could tell, "Can't you tell? Teacher Zhang Ye knows real kungfu. Those 'martial arts' that we use in movies can't even be called martial arts. They're just for show. What Teacher Zhang practices is real Chinese martial arts. How can we let a teacher who has practiced Chinese martial arts to the core and has fused with his body to practice our 'martial arts' that are for show? It would be a wonder if he could do it well! Real martial arts is about cultivating one's body first, then practicing the art of defeating the enemy. It's not like what we are doing, playing around for the audience to see! " His master had also practiced martial arts before. He had only started learning from his master after he was 18, but he was already past the best age to practice martial arts. No matter how much he practiced, he only knew a little, so he could only be a stunt double. He did not continue down the path of martial arts, but he knew quite a bit, so he could tell at a glance.
"Chinese martial arts?"
"Teacher Zhang really knows martial arts?"
"And it's real martial arts? This is the first time I've seen it! "
"It's too cool! Teacher Zhang, teach me in the Ming Cult! "
Everyone gave him a thumbs up.
The martial arts director was taken aback for a moment, but he was no longer surprised. He had seen quite a number of martial arts experts before. For example, there were a few martial arts celebrities, martial arts directors, and even stunt doubles in the industry who had practiced martial arts before. Some of them even had very high attainments in martial arts. However, he had never expected that this soft-looking Teacher Zhang, who did not even have much muscles, was actually a martial arts practitioner. Furthermore, he could tell that he was not a beginner at all. To be able to kill someone with a single punch, he was definitely an expert who had practiced for many years!
A frog at the bottom of a well!
Truly a frog at the bottom of a well!
The martial arts director and many of those who had previously complained about Zhang Ye's poor movements were now blushing. Only then did they understand that it was not that Zhang Ye did not do well, but that they had embarrassed themselves. To be honest, Teacher Zhang Ye's moves were what could be called proper martial arts!
The martial arts director cupped his fists and said, "I'm sorry about what happened before."
Zhang Ye waved it off. "What's there to be sorry about?"
The Assistant Director said with lingering fear, "It's all thanks to Little Zhang. If not, we would have suffered heavy losses. Little Yan was nearly beaten up. That bunch of bald donkeys!"
When the other crew members heard this, they followed suit!
"Bah!"
"What monk!?"
"We can't just let it go like this!"
Yao Jiancai was also very angry. He went over and kicked the young monk who had been knocked out by Zhang Ye. The moment he kicked him, he seemed to move a little, as though he was about to wake up. It scared Yao Jiancai so much that he hurriedly retreated and stood behind Zhang Ye. Only then did he start scolding the monk again.
"Director Jiang."
"Director Jiang, what do we do?"
Director Jiang came over to take a look at the fainted ones and asked Zhang Ye, "How are they? Are they in any danger? "
Zhang Ye said lightly, "There's no danger. They just lost a few teeth. Their jaws might have been dislocated. Everything else is fine. It's just a superficial wound. I didn't go all out."
For the first time, Director Jiang looked at him seriously, "What do you think we should do now?"
"Go up the mountain." Zhang Ye said matter-of-factly, "Let's demand an explanation from them! We can't let our people be beaten up for nothing! They have to pay for our equipment! "
Director Jiang, "…"
The Assistant Director wiped his sweat, "They have already gone up to call for help. We don't even know how many monks there are. If there are more than ten of them, we …"
Zhang Ye said coldly, "I'll beat up whoever comes! If ten come, I'll beat ten! "
The martial arts director cheered, "Good! Count me in! "
"Me too! Let's go up the mountain and fight it out with them! "A male actor said excitedly.
Having seen Zhang Ye's kung fu, some of them were immediately filled with confidence. They were not afraid of anything. With such an expert by their side, who was afraid of who!
Of course, there were only a few people whose blood was boiling. A large number of them were at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Those who knew of Zhang Ye's deeds recalled his asshole temper. Actually, they did not believe it back then and thought it was just a rumor. After all, he was a broadcasting host who dabbled in literature. No matter how much of an asshole he was, how much of an asshole could he be? But from what they saw today, it was indeed so. The rumors were not wrong. This was a person who was not afraid of anything! What sort of place was a monastery? It was a place that was more protected than ethnic minorities! From the looks of it, you are going to destroy the monastery?
"Don't be rash!"
"Calm down!"
"Don't fight when you're up the mountain. Let's talk it out!"
"Right, right. We have beaten up those monks. They were not light. It can be considered as us getting even. I think we should call the police first. We'll talk when we get down the mountain."
Everyone argued endlessly, but there was no conclusion.
But in a blink of an eye, Zhang Ye was already leading the way up the stairs. Zhang Ye did not care if they went up or not. He could not take this lying down!
"Hey!"
"Teacher Zhang!"
"Little Zhang, what are you doing!?"
The moment Zhang Ye went up the mountain, the martial arts director, a few stuntmen and two male actors followed. Yao Jiancai did not back down. He rolled up his sleeves and followed behind while cursing.
Director Jiang had already calmed down. They had beaten up the two of them, but it was only a light injury. They had only smashed a lighting equipment, so it wasn't much. However, they had taken down the four monks. Now, the few of them were still unconscious. As the executive director, he was more concerned about the overall situation. Although he hated them, he still got people to carry the few monks up the mountain. He did not leave the monks behind.
… …
At the mountaintop.
The temple, which had been dark just a moment ago, was now brightly lit.
It was not torches or anything like that. The monastery had lights, but now they were using electricity.
When the film crew and their group arrived, they were met with a group of monks. There weren't many of them, but they were all armed to the teeth. Some of them were wielding rods, while others were obviously the temple cooks. They came out with a long ladle in their hands. All of them looked furious as they stared at Zhang Ye, but none of them dared to go up to him. The junior brother, who had returned, had already told them the situation. From the description, they could not even tell what martial arts the other party had. They could only confirm that it was a form of Chinese martial arts. The few of them probably knew that according to the description, even if they attacked together, they would not be that person's match. Hence, they stood there shouting, but no one dared to be the first to go up!
"Where's my junior brother!?"
"You dare to beat monks?"
"You are going too far!"
"Where's the abbot? Quickly call the abbot over! "
A few of the film crew members struggled to carry the monks up the mountain. They looked at Director Jiang and saw him nod his head. Only then did they send the monks over to the group of people. One of them had already woken up and walked over by himself.
"Junior brother!"
"Senior brother!"
"How are you?"
The group of monks quickly tried to save him by pinching his philtrum.
Not long later, the young monk, who had been beaten, woke up. He barely stood up. His injuries were not too serious, but his speech was a little leaky. His teeth had fallen out!
"Amitabha!" Suddenly, an old monk walked out from the backyard. He first went over to check on the injuries of his disciples before standing up to face the film crew.
"Abbot!"
"They beat us!"
The young monk, who had woken up, was the first to complain.
"Shut up!" The abbot shouted, "Were you the ones who started it?"
The young monk was momentarily at a loss for words. The other monks also lowered their heads and did not say a word.
The abbot said with a pained expression, "Monks are compassionate. You injured others, so you reaped what you sowed. You can't blame others!"
Yao Jiancai grunted, "It seems like there are still reasonable people here. Then it's easier to talk."
Director Jiang said with some resentment, "Abbot, the film crew had previously sent someone to contact your previous abbot to discuss the filming. Now, you are going back on your word and even beat our people and smashed our equipment. I want to ask you, what's the meaning of this? Thankfully, we have an expert in our team. If not, wouldn't we have been beaten to death by you today? "
The abbot looked very peaceful and spoke very calmly, "We will not receive film crews in the future."
Director Jiang said, "It's fine if you don't receive them. Why didn't you say so earlier? Why did you beat people? "
"I was meditating and did not know what was happening outside. If I knew, I wouldn't have let them do that." The abbot held his palms together and said Amitabha, "These disciples have already been taught a lesson by you. Almsgiver, please go back. I won't be seeing you out."
Pushing the blame?
So what if you didn't know?
You still won't be seeing me out? So impolite?
He thought he had met a reasonable person, but he never expected him to be a monk of the same path!
Zhang Ye walked up to them. When he moved, the young monks all took a step back in fear.
The abbot could tell at a glance that this person was the martial arts expert who had beaten up his disciples. "Almsgiver, what's the matter?" He did not seem to be afraid. It was unknown if he had practiced martial arts before.
Zhang Ye looked at him and said, "If this matter is not cleared up, we will not leave!"
"If there's something, let's do it another day. I haven't finished meditating." The abbot ignored him and turned around to leave with his disciples.
"Meditating? Meditating at this time? " Zhang Ye was infuriated again. Seeing the abbot's departing back, he threw out a Buddhist saying from his world's Master Huineng. He smacked his face, "Born to sit but not lie, dead to lie but not sit. A pile of smelly bones, how can it be considered to set up practice?"
The abbot was stunned and suddenly turned his head!
The few young monks were also stunned. They looked at Zhang Ye with their mouths agape!
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