Director Andre noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere and hurriedly stepped forward to stop the two of them.

"Hey, hey, we are all in the same crew, we live in peace and harmony."

Wang Yi snorted coldly, stared at Billy and said: "He provoked me first, how can I get along peacefully?"

After all, Billy was a boxer and didn't have a very good temper. He was also angry when he heard this.

"I provoked you? You grabbed my shoulder first. Why did I provoke you?"

"Isn't it provocation if you hold your right hand and hold your left hand?"

"Why did I provoke you? You still don't like the Chinese etiquette I learned in the movie?"

As soon as these words came out, Qilingen and Wang Yi were startled, and Wang Yi asked subconsciously.

"Don't you know what it means to hug the left with your right hand?"

"Isn't it just a greeting? This is how it's done in all the martial arts movies I've seen."

Qi Lin was completely speechless after hearing this. Hearing that he spoke Northeastern dialect so well, Qi Lin thought he was a Chinese expert, but he only had a partial understanding of it.

"Ahem, cough, cough, Mr. Bill, there are very few people holding fists in China now, you'd better shake hands."

Bill was not a fool, and he knew as soon as he heard that he must be in trouble. However, he was very studious, or he liked Chinese culture very much, so he asked hurriedly.

"Did I do something wrong? Please give me some advice from Mr. Qi."

Qi Lin was happy when he heard this. He didn't expect that Bill even knew how to give advice. After thinking about it, he cleared his throat and started to explain.

"Chinese men respect the left hand. The left hand represents the person's knowledge and upbringing. Some people say that it represents morality, intelligence, physical fitness, beauty and labor. In short, the left hand is respected."

"And the right hand is the most commonly used hand. For example, your boxer's right fist is often more powerful than the left fist, so using the right fist represents fierceness!"

"When holding a fist, hold the left hand and the right hand, and block the right hand with the left hand. This means that I have strength, but I use my knowledge and upbringing to block it without showing my edge. This is my respect for you, and you are called Jibai."

"Holding the right to the left is the complete opposite. It means that you are not worthy of my knowledge and education. I only use my fists to you, so it is called fierce worship!"

Only then did Bill understand why Wang Yi was so angry. With an embarrassed look on his face, Qi Lin smiled and waved his hands.

"But in today's society, not many people understand or care about the fist-holding ceremony. You have also met a few of our brothers. We are barely half of the world, so we have learned these since we were young."

When Bill heard this, he looked at Wang Yi with some embarrassment, bowed slightly and said.

"Sorry, I was presumptuous."

Wang Yi had a bad impression of this guy just now, but now he felt a little embarrassed when he saw him apologizing. He waved his hands repeatedly to indicate that he didn't need to apologize.

Director Andre on the side was confused. He could speak a little Chinese, but only a little! But these guys just communicated in Chinese all the time, and they spoke so fast. Isn’t this bullying an honest person? He

I didn’t understand a word of it!

At this moment, Director Andre suddenly regretted using so many Chinese people, and secretly decided that it was time to find a trustworthy translator.

The misunderstanding was resolved and the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.

Bill was just like what he said. He was really interested in Chinese Kung Fu and repeatedly expressed his desire to learn the art from his master, who was none other than Qi Lin!

Qi Lin couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. Of course he could accept a disciple, but he felt that it was too early now, and even if he accepted a disciple, he did not intend to accept foreigners. Even if he accepted a domestic, he would have to pass a test.

Qi Lin is still somewhat traditional, and inheritance still has a high status in his mind.

As his direct disciple, the talent of mind and nature are indispensable.

Even if Qi Lin opens a martial arts gym and accepts disciples, he will not hand over all his kung fu to them. Only his direct disciples can get all his inheritance.

Because this is what he promised his master in the beginning, and this is how traditional Chinese Kung Fu is passed down from generation to generation.

For those with unhealthy minds and insufficient talents, the old gentlemen would rather lose the Kung Fu than teach it to them. It can also be said that the Dharma is not taught lightly.

Qi Lin's sectarian views are not that serious, but he will not break the rules passed down to him by his master.

When you learn art, you learn not only the master’s skills, but also the master’s rules.

Seeing that Qi Lin didn't answer any questions, Bill didn't give up. He had seen this kind of plot in many martial arts TV series. As an old Chinese saying goes, sincerity is the most important thing! He believes that he will be able to use his own skills in the future.

Sincerely come to move Qi Lin.

If this idea were known to Wang Yi, Wang Yi would definitely be happy all afternoon.

As someone who grew up with Qi Lin, he really knows Qi Lin very well.

But no one can convince Qi Lin about anything he has decided, no one!

Qi Lin said he wouldn't take him in, so he definitely wouldn't take him in. There would be no surprises.

After everyone visited the set and got to know each other, the director planned to go out for dinner together at noon.

Everyone in the Qijia class is used to this kind of thing. After all, China's wine table culture is very famous, especially martial arts masters like them. Who can't drink?

Several people looked at each other and went to the restaurant together with the idea of ​​drinking these foreign devils unconscious.

As a result, when they arrived at the restaurant, all the members of the Qi family class were dumbfounded. Even Qi Lin was confused. Good guy, there were more than a hundred kinds of burgers densely packed on the table!

Andre said with a proud look on his face that this was sent to him by someone, and it was almost the specialty burger of the entire Lijian country! Nearly two hundred varieties!

Qi Lin and the people around him looked at each other, and for the first time they felt that Andre, the director, was a bit unreliable.

In their eyes, a burger is just a burger. This one has more meat patties and that one has more salad. But isn’t it still a bread patty with vegetables?

Even if you match it with flowers, isn’t it still the same thing?

But facing the enthusiastic Director Andre, no one really could say no.

Qi Lin subconsciously looked at Wang Xiaohua, doubting the crew's food for the first time.

Wang Xiaohua made a calm gesture. She knew Qi Lin very well.

It doesn't matter whether the living conditions are good or not, but if he doesn't eat well, Qi Lin's temperament will be very depressed, and if he doesn't eat enough, then Qi Lin will be irritable.

Therefore, eating well and eating well is a very important thing for Qilin!

Wang Xiaohua was speechless looking at the burgers on the table. She thought that if nothing worked, she would have to hire a Chinese chef to cook for Qijiaban!

...

Everyone enjoyed this meal very much, and when they returned to the hotel, they couldn't stop complaining.

I have to say that when it comes to food alone, Chinese people have a very high standard!

And the time slowly came to May 1st, the crew of "The Cradle" officially started filming. The entire crew was full of motivation from top to bottom, and they all had the idea of ​​using the movie to prove their strength!
Chapter completed!