r18novel Chapter 66: You can even order food?
Chapter 66: You can even order food?
Before finishing work, Su Yu received a message from Jing Tian.
[Sweet]: Su Yu~ Are you done filming today? Are you coming home for dinner tonight? I'll make you sweet and sour pork ribs~
Su Yu replied with some regret:
[Su Yu]: Why didn't you say so earlier! The crew is having a dinner party tonight, and I can't go back...
[Sweet]: Oh...
[Su Yu]: It should be finished around nine o'clock.
[Sweet]: I'll come pick you up! Where do you want to eat? Send me your location!
Su Yu sent over the address of the dinner party.
Jing Tian replied instantly with an "OK" emoji, and then added a sentence.
[Jing Tian]: I'll be there at nine o'clock, no rush, take your time eating~ I'll drive a spacious car today~ that big G-Class, don't mistake it!
At 6:30 p.m., the crew's dinner was arranged at a very private Huaiyang cuisine restaurant.
Zheng Baorui booked the entire second floor, with several round tables pushed together, already filled with cold dishes and drinks.
As soon as Su Yu entered the private room, Dilraba waved to him and pointed to the empty seat next to her:
"Su Yu! Over here! Over here! Over here!"
Su Yu walked over and sat down. On the other side sat Lu Han, and opposite her sat Yang Mi. Liu Tianzuo sat opposite Lu Han, holding a pair of chopsticks and eyeing the cold beef salad intently.
He's from Northeast China, big and strong, so playing Fatty Wang was practically a natural fit for him.
Several child actors playing supporting roles also took their seats one after another, and the atmosphere quickly warmed up.
Before all the dishes were served, Luo Yongchang stood up.
He held a cup of tea, his gaze sweeping across the table and landing on Su Yu, his eyes filled with a hint of eagerness that he had been holding back all day.
"Su Yu,"
He spoke, his voice not loud, but the whole table fell silent.
"You were a day late yesterday, and to be honest, I had a bit of a problem with that, but after seeing your costume fitting and your first scene today, I have no complaints at all."
Everyone at the table listened quietly, nodding to themselves, showing their strong approval of Su Yu.
Ultimately, everything comes down to strength.
"However, there's still one thing I haven't seen."
Luo Yongchang pushed up his round-framed glasses, a slight smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Old Zheng keeps bragged to me about how good your action scenes are. The food isn't even all served yet, so I specially booked the whole second floor to give you a spacious spot. Will you treat everyone to a meal?"
Zheng Baorui stood to the side, holding a teacup and smiling without saying a word, his smugness barely concealed.
Su Yu knew he couldn't escape this hurdle. Upon hearing this, he put down his chopsticks, stood up, and asked, "What does Director Luo want to see?"
Lu Han looked up at him, biting her chopsticks, her face blank, as if she still didn't understand what the two of them were up to.
Luo Yongchang raised an eyebrow: "Tsk tsk tsk, you can even order food?"
"Of course, I didn't say I only know one kind of kung fu!"
Lu Han's chopsticks fell out of his mouth, and he quickly caught them with his hands, his eyes wide with surprise.
"Brother, you've got this skill too?? No, you know kung fu? And you can order food? I tell you what to do, and you do it? Wouldn't it be embarrassing if you couldn't do it?"
"Give it a try."
Lu Han's eyes darted around, seemingly unconvinced that he knew everything, and not wanting to embarrass him in front of everyone, she chose the most common one:
"How about Tai Chi? I loved watching that style in martial arts movies when I was a kid."
Su Yu nodded and walked to an empty space in the private room.
He closed his eyes, and the [Grandmaster] skill was suddenly activated.
That familiar, abundant warmth surged from the depths of my dantian, like spring water overflowing an ice layer, instantly activating my limbs and bones.
When he opened his eyes again, his entire demeanor had changed; he was like a seasoned master, exuding a profound and composed aura.
He slowly raised both hands, left hand representing yin and right hand representing yang, drawing a perfect arc in front of his chest.
The initial stance is like sealing or closing.
His movements were slow.
Cloud Hands, Single Whip, Knee Hug and Twist Step – each movement is like a slow-motion shot, yet it doesn't feel sluggish at all; instead, it exudes a smooth and flowing grace.
His figure rose and fell under the warm yellow light of the private room, the arcs drawn by his hands were round and steady, and an invisible current seemed to be being violently stirred by him.
Then his speed suddenly increased.
The techniques of "Banlan Chui," "Hai Di Zhen," and "Shan Tong Bei" represent extreme slowness followed by extreme speed and explosive power.
His body sprang back like a bamboo shoot pushed to its limit, every joint bursting with astonishing power.
As the punch was thrown, a low, rumbling sound of wind broke through the air, and the napkin on the table was lifted by the force of the punch and floated slightly.
Everyone at the table was stunned.
Luo Yongchang stared straight at Su Yu, his pupils filled with disbelief.
After finishing his punches, Su Yu slowly withdrew his stance, pressing his hands down and exhaling a fragrant breath.
The private room was silent for a full five seconds, then erupted in thunderous applause.
Luo Yongchang slowly turned his head and looked at Zheng Baorui.
Zheng Baorui, holding his teacup, had a smile that almost reached his ears: "I told you a long time ago, but you didn't believe me. Now you believe me, right?"
"Damn it." Luo Yongchang put down his teacup, took a deep breath, and uttered the two words heavily, as if he were getting to know someone for the first time.
"That's impressive!"
His tone sounded calm, but his slightly trembling fingers betrayed the turmoil within him.
He has been making action movies for over 20 years and has seen too many actors who "know how to fight," but they are just actors. How many of them can actually fight?
There are only a handful of people who can achieve this level of speed, slowness, release, and contraction in a single set of movements.
And this Su Yu is only twenty-two years old!
Kung Fu is just one of his many skills!
The younger generation is truly formidable!
"Old Zheng."
Luo Yongchang turned to look at Zheng Baorui, his eyes full of admiration, and quietly lowered his voice to say:
"You previously said that Wang Changtian made the decision, and I thought it was too hasty for Guangxian to decide on the role of Zhang Qiling without consulting me, a professional action director. Now I take back everything I said. Wang Changtian's move was absolutely brilliant."
"Just based on this set of boxing techniques, I'm confident about the fight scenes in this movie."
"With him on the show, it has every selling point imaginable! Damn, Wang Changtian can just wait to count his money after it airs!"
Lu Han sat next to him, her mouth agape in a small "O" shape, her face a picture of confusion: "Who am I? Where am I? What did I just see?"
He tugged at Su Yu's sleeve, who had just sat down; he hadn't fully processed the shock Su Yu's performance had given him.
"Brother, no, Brother Yu, from now on you're my Brother Yu. How did you suddenly go from slow to fast just now?"
My eyes can't keep up, holy crap, that's amazing!
"I learned it through practice." Su Yu sat back down next to him.
"Practice?? How long does it take to train to this level?"
"About ten years or so."
Su Yu blew it off casually.
"More than ten years! You're only twenty-two this year! How old were you when you started training?"
Eight years old.
Lu Han lay face down on the table, raising her hands in a gesture of surrender:
"I'm not going to live anymore. I used to think my coordination was pretty good, and I was the lead dancer in the group. But after seeing this, I feel like I'm made of iron."
"Then you must be pretty good at robot dancing, right?" Su Yu smiled and poured him a cup of tea.