Author: The Pigeon Who Never Doves

Huo Yunting was really curious now.

Old acquaintance?

There are not many people who are related to Chuanwu, and he knows even fewer. Which one is this that Lao Guo is talking about?

"Old Guo, don't be too pretentious, just tell me which one."

"Li Cai, do you still remember?"

Li Cai?

Huo Yunting was stunned for a moment, and soon, long-standing memories came flooding back into his mind.

A tall and thin figure squatted on the earth wall, looking at himself and Lao Guo on the cement ground in the distance.

"Brother Cai..."

"Hey, you still remember him."

The long sword in his hand was put into the scabbard and put back on the weapon rack, and he sat down on the armchair, "I can't forget this. It's no exaggeration to say that the movie "The Shadow" was the turning point of my life."

"What's wrong with Brother Cai? Is it impossible to survive?"

"It's not like I can't make it." Guo Jianyong thought for a while. After all, he was the action director for "The Golden Armor".

"I still think it's better to hang out with you."

Huo Yunting couldn't deny this, "Then let Brother Cai say hello to me when you come back, and I'll have a good chat with him."

"Okay, I'll leave you Lao Li's phone number when the time comes."

"I remember I have his contact information."

"Changed number."

After hanging up the phone, Huo Yunting rubbed his chin and pondered for a long time, this old man is here to be a lobbyist.

It was true that he was asked to be the leading actor, and it was probably a matter of course that he asked Li Cai for help.

But why didn’t Li Cai ask me himself?

Huo Yunting shook his head and stopped thinking about these unimportant things. He drew his sword again and started dancing.

"bass!"

Early on Friday morning, Zhang Debang, his driver Lao Hou and Zhang Han came to pick him up.

Huo Yunting was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhang Han. Didn't Lao Zhang say he wouldn't bring this kid with him?

Zhang Debang took this Spring Festival Gala very seriously. He couldn't worry about Zhang Han's young boy. He was afraid that he would cause some trouble, so he simply left him alone and went into battle himself.

It can also be regarded as the old profession of returning assistants.

This made Zhang Han very anxious. If he couldn't go to the scene, why would he be an assistant?

I begged Zhang Debang for a long time and said a lot of good things. Finally, Zhang couldn't bear his annoyance, so he reluctantly agreed.

But there is only one requirement: keep your mouth shut when you get to the place, and don't say a word that you shouldn't say.

Zhang Han nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Morning, Brother Huo."

"Brother Huo, your body... is quite casual."

Compared to Zhang Debang and Zhang Han who were dressed in formal attire, Huo Yunting seemed quite casual.

Wearing a white coat and black trousers, he looks like an old man who is a regular in the park doing Tai Chi.

However, it is quite in line with the requirements of martial arts performances.

Huo Yunting got into the car, Lao Hou stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the Media Center in Beiping.

The place they are going to is CCTV Old Station No. 1 Studio, which is the audition venue arranged for this year.

Lao Zhang had a stamped admission ticket in his hand. The three of them entered the venue, and Zhang Han really took a breath.

It is said that this studio hall was originally a circular garden in the courtyard of China Central Radio and Television Station. It was planned and converted into a studio hall for the needs of CCTV's own development.

The usable area of ​​the entire studio hall is 1,600 square meters, and the internal surface area is more than 4,700 square meters.

This place is very big and there are many people here.

It wasn't too early for them to go, and there were already many people in Studio One.

Most of them are from martial arts schools because they all wear uniforms.

The three of them walked towards the stage, and many eyes focused on it along the way.

All of them were strong young men, full of energy and a bit fierce, which made Zhang Han feel quite stressed.

Without waiting for Zhang Debang's introduction, Huo Yunting started talking.

"The old man leading the Shichahai Sports Academy is Wu Bin, the vice chairman of the National Wushu Association."

"There are so many disciples below, ranging from martial arts stars to athletes."

Then he turned his head slightly and looked to the other side, "That's Henan Shaolin Tagou Martial Arts Academy."

Then his eyes focused on an old man with a decrepit appearance, and his eyes became complicated.

"...That is Liu Baoshan, the founder of Tagou Martial Arts School. He is an old man with both civil and military skills."

Listening to Huo Yunting's eloquent talk, Zhang Debang couldn't help but admire him.

"Brother Huo, you have done your homework in advance. I really underestimate you. This audition team, hey, Men'er is clear."

I originally thought that he really wanted to be a hands-off shopkeeper, but it seemed that he knew that he had to understand the situation by himself.

Zhang Debang smiled happily and quickly introduced the remaining teams to him in a low voice along the way.

"The one inside is the national martial arts team; look, over there is the Capital Sports Institute; and this one is from the Chinese Martial Arts School in Laizhou, Shandong..."

This morning is considered a special session of the martial arts show, so we will do this one.

Zhang Han was also listening attentively, nodding frequently. Finally, after Zhang Debang finished introducing, he discovered a problem. Most of the people here were teams, why were they here alone?

No one cared about what Zhang Han was thinking. When he came to the stage, Huo Yunting greeted the judges.

One of them is Zhang Xiaohai, whom Zhang Debang told him, and the others are also people from the organizer, from directors to directors, planners, and so on.

"Mr. Huo, I've been waiting for you." Zhang Xiaohai said happily.

"Hello, Director Zhang." Huo Yunting quickly stretched out his hand.

The two exchanged a few simple words of politeness. Seeing that everyone had arrived, Huo Yunting found a seat in the audience and sat down. Zhang Xiaohai on the stage began to talk about the theme.

The theme of the 2008 Spring Festival Gala is: Harmony and prosperity, unity and progress.

Therefore, their martial arts performance must be based on the key theme of the prosperous age.

Huo Yunting rubbed his chin, thoughtfully.

This martial arts performance relies entirely on body movements and generally does not involve speaking. So how do they figure out what the theme is?

He couldn't figure it out here, so he turned around and saw that some people behind him who looked like experts had begun to murmur in low voices.

The half-sleeved shirt is tucked into the waistband of his trousers, and he has a big belly and a Mediterranean look. From this look, you can tell that he is someone who is doing big things.

Huo Yunting couldn't help but sigh that his consciousness was still too low. Then he listened attentively to Zhang Xiaohai's speech.

There is only one martial arts show, to put it bluntly, let them compete by themselves.

A group has its own way of choosing a group, and a leader has his own way of choosing a leader.

The team is a group of good talents from these martial arts schools who are selected to form a team to compete on the same stage, while the martial arts leader selects those who have achieved good results to compete.

Huo Yunting scanned the circle and got a rough idea.

Most of the leading martial artists are outstanding student representatives from various martial arts schools.

As for Huo Yunting, he is in a special situation.

Although he was not born in a martial arts school, he has won two martial arts competition championships. He is also considered a martial arts star and is quite famous.

In addition, the country has strongly promoted Chuanwu in the past two years, so Ren Qiu Chuanwu can be said to be the most suitable candidate.

However, you still have to go through the process normally.

After Zhang Xiaohai finished speaking, the audience instantly became as lively as boiling water.

"Brother Huo, are we looking for someone to discuss something?"

Looking at the people discussing animatedly around him, Zhang Han felt a little nervous.

No one takes them to play.

When the director just had a meeting, he was on pins and needles, and countless eyes from around him were looking at them.

He quietly scanned around, some curious, some hostile, some scrutinizing...

To put it bluntly, the three of them are considered outsiders.
To be continued...