The next day.
Early in the morning.
There was a lot of noise and clanging outside.
"Right, your expression is not bad. You passed!"
"Director, let's do another one. My lips twitched just now. I'm not too satisfied."
"Actually, it's already very good. Alright, let's do another one. Everyone, take note. Begin!"
In a room in the backyard of Qingshan Monastery, Zhang Ye woke up on the fire kang bed. It was unknown if he was woken up by the noise or the cold. The fire kang bed was just a name. There was no fire yesterday, and with the temperature difference on the mountain, Zhang Ye could not take it. He rubbed his hands and sat up in bed. He realized that Yao Jiancai and the two actors, who were lying beside him, were gone. He was the only one in the room.
After getting dressed, Zhang Ye went out.
There was a scene being filmed in the front yard. The cameras were set up.
"Yo, Teacher Zhang, you're awake?" The actress named Xiaoyan greeted him with a smile.
"I'm awake. Why didn't anyone wake me up? Everyone is awake, yet I slept in. It's really not appropriate. " Zhang Ye was a little embarrassed. Actually, he had only gone to bed at 1 AM last night. He had no choice, as the abbot was too wicked. He had dragged Zhang Ye to his place in the middle of the night to discuss Buddhism and Zen. Zhang Ye could not stand it, so he could only go. After arguing with the old monk for an entire night, he was allowed to return to his room to sleep, so he woke up very late.
The Assistant Director smiled, "It's alright. It's not your turn yet. Let's film the later ones first."
Although Zhang Ye had helped the film crew yesterday, he was not careless. He immediately found a sword, "Alright, then I'll take the time to practice. I'll definitely film it well today."
"No, there's no need." The Assistant Director stopped him.
The martial arts director also came over, "Director Jiang said that he will change some moves for you. We all know that you are a real martial artist, so these moves are not suitable for you. So he wants us to make an exception and change a set. When the time comes, you can use new moves." This was equivalent to changing the script for Zhang Ye.
Zhang Ye said, "How troublesome is that?"
"It's not troublesome." The Assistant Director said, "Have your breakfast first."
Zhang Ye saw that there were still a few unopened lunchboxes by the side, so he went over to eat. They were all vegetarian food and there wasn't even an egg. They must have taken into consideration that they were at the temple and had sent it over in the morning. Old Yao was acting as a Daoist priest, fighting with a few monks. One of the monks was an actor hired by the film crew, while the other two were young monks from Qingshan Temple. Zhang Ye had seen them yesterday. He did not expect the abbot to let the monks from the temple act as extras. It looked like his words, "Originally, there is nothing, where does dust get in the way" had touched him greatly. He had gone from meditating and ascetic to gaining enlightenment on Buddhist ideals.
The tombstone was also towering in front of them.
Many people in the crew were discussing with great interest, pointing and even taking pictures as a souvenir. Some of the new staff members and actors did not know what was going on, so the others who were present last night pointed them in the direction of Zhang Ye, who was eating breakfast, and explained it to them.
When the few people who had just arrived heard this, they were stunned.
After this scene was done, the scene was once again changed to the mountainside from last night.
"Little Zhang, get ready." Director Jiang said to Zhang Ye.
"Alright." Zhang Ye responded and went to exchange moves with the martial arts director.
Indeed, the moves this time were not as big and wide. They were very in line with Zhang Ye's actual combat moves. Fast, stable, ruthless, and less flashy.
Zhang Ye practiced a few times and was about done, "It's done."
"Alright, let's get ready to begin." Director Jiang sat behind Camera 1.
However, while Zhang Ye was doing it smoothly, the actor who was acting with him was put in a difficult position. He had also acted in martial arts movies for several years, so he had mastered all the fancy moves. Since Zhang Ye was fighting like that, he had to do the same as well. As a result, he could not coordinate well with Zhang Ye. He had to adapt for more than 20 minutes before he could barely keep up with Zhang Ye's rhythm. Finally, Director Jiang stretched out his hand and this scene was done!
Zhang Ye was covered in sweat. Following that, he went to film the next scene. This was also his last appearance, as he had been killed by a villain.
An hour later, Zhang Ye's scenes were done.
"Teacher Zhang, it's been hard on you." A stage manager handed him a towel.
"Thanks." Zhang Ye took it and wiped his sweat. Then, he took off his costume and changed into his own clothes.
The film crew had nothing to do with him. Zhang Ye bade Director Jiang and Yao Jiancai farewell before turning around to leave. It was worth mentioning that knowing that Zhang Ye was leaving, Director Jiang did not say anything. He only told him that they could work together again in the future. Yao Jiancai was very warm towards Zhang Ye. He put his arm around Zhang Ye's shoulders and sent him down the mountain. After a day of interaction, the two of them had become good friends. Their temperaments matched each other's. Then, it was the abbot of Qingshan Monastery. He did not meditate today, but sent Zhang Ye all the way down Little Qingshan. On the way, he even chatted with him about Zen.
… …
At the same time.
A video suddenly appeared on the internet. For some unknown reason, it went viral. The number of views kept climbing, as if it would never stop!
"Born to sit but not lie, dead to lie but not sit. What is a pile of smelly bones?"
"You …"
"Almsgiver knows Zen?"
"Then let's discuss Zen?"
… …
"The wind blows the flag. Do you think it's the wind moving or the flag moving?"
"Of course it's the wind moving!"
"It's the flag moving?"
"Then what's moving? The world is moving? "
"It's your hearts that are moving!"
… …
"A flower, a world. A blade of grass, heaven. A tree, floating life. A leaf, Rulai. A grain of sand, bliss. A piece of pure land. A smile, mortal fate. A thought, tranquility."
… …
"Aren't you afraid of going to Hell?"
"If I don't go to Hell, who will?"
… …
"There is no Bodhi tree!"
"Even a bright mirror is not a platform!"
"There is nothing in the beginning!"
"Where does dust stir?"
… …
The video clearly had a few scenes cut out. They were scenes of the film crew cursing or some unsightly scenes, but overall, there were no changes. It recorded all of last night's events. It was obvious that someone from "The Great Pugilistic World" had posted it on the internet. The video's name was "Little Qingshan on Zen".
"Awesome!"
"It's so enjoyable watching it!"
"Support! The video is too awesome! Is it real or fake? "
"A secular person managed to confuse so many monks?"
"Eh, wait a minute. This person … why does he look like Teacher Zhang Ye?"
"What do you mean look like? Isn't that Zhang Ye? Holy sh * t, why did he join the film crew of 'The Great Pugilistic World'? Is he filming a movie? He changed professions again? "
"Hahaha, Teacher Zhang's literary talent is still the same! Too ruthless! "
"Those monks sure are unlucky. Of all people to discuss Zen with, they had to discuss it with Teacher Zhang. This fellow is famous for having a sharp tongue! Look at those gathas! The smacking of their faces is too fierce! Especially the last line, 'There is no Bodhi tree'. It was so good to hear. My hair nearly stood up! "
"F * * k, Teacher Zhang even knows Buddhism and Zen?"
"What doesn't Zhang Ye know? He's not called All-powerful Zhang for nothing!"
"I think Teacher Zhang should be called bold. To beat a monk in front of a monastery, first hitting the monk, then smacking their face. How bold must he be? Hur Hur. Others might not dare, but Teacher Zhang doesn't feel any pressure. Teacher Zhang Ye is bold to begin with!"
"Classic! Zhang Ye's gatha is too classic! "
"It's said so enthusiastically. Who is Zhang Ye?"
"Previous poster, search for it yourself. I can't be bothered to explain. One look and I can tell that you are not from Beijing. In Beijing, who doesn't know Face-smacking Zhang!?"
"Forever supporting Face-smacking Zhang!"
"Forever supporting Bold Zhang!"
"Teacher Zhang, I love you too much!"
The video was pushed higher and higher. In the end, it even alarmed many Buddhist researchers and eminent monks.
A Buddhist researcher completely rejected Zhang Ye's gatha, "A layman, a layman who doesn't know anything, actually dares to behave atrociously in a peaceful place like a monastery? And there are so many people stirring up a riot? What kind of mentality is this? I've seen these gathas. I can't say they're bad, nor can I say they're wrong. However, it's just a direction of Zen studies. How can there be any right or wrong? You are putting that Zhang Ye on too high a pedestal! I really don't believe that such an impetuous person can have any deep understanding of Buddhism. He's just playing to the gallery! "
"Previous poster, I bought a watch last year!"
"We can all tell that it's awesome. Can't you tell?"
"A Buddhist researcher? What have you researched for so many years!? You say we don't know? Only you know, right? If you know, then give us a few gathas! "
"Just because Teacher Zhang is not a monk, you have to say that whatever he says is wrong. If these gathas were said by a Buddhist master, would you still fart? You would definitely praise it and say 'good'. What the hell is that? I've long seen through you bunch of 'experts'! "
A lot of people started scolding him. Every time Zhang Ye's work was published, it would inevitably attract a lot of experts and scholars who came forward to criticize his education. Everyone was already sick of seeing such scenes. The facts had proven that Teacher Zhang's works were recognized and loved by many people.
At this moment, a master stood forward.
This master had some status in the field of Buddhism. He was not one of those so-called experts. He was truly an eminent monk.
This eminent monk also replied on Weibo, "Almsgiver Zhang is wise and virtuous. I'm inferior."
"What?"
"Even the master says he's inferior?"
"Is Teacher Zhang really that awesome?"
"The master has already said that Teacher Zhang is wise and virtuous. I want to see who dares to doubt him!"
"Zhang Ye is going to defy the heavens. I know this master. Look at the Weibo verification. He's an eminent monk!"
Now that it was an information society, monks were also keeping up with the times and had access to the internet. It was not strange. After the master finished speaking, there were many Buddhist disciples who forwarded and liked it.
Finally.
Some people commented, at a loss of whether to laugh or cry.
"A few days ago, when Teacher Zhang left the television station, a reporter interviewed him. Didn't he recite a poem? Something about hiding in a small building and becoming one. Who cares if it's winter, summer, spring or fall. Bullshit! What's there to hide for! It's only been a few days, and Teacher Zhang is already stirring up trouble again? Why don't I see any f * * king thoughts about not caring if it's winter, summer, spring or fall? "
"Hahaha, you even believe Teacher Zhang's words?"
"Man, that's true."
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