June, summer in the capital.
The willow trees in the courtyard of the Beijing Film Studio swayed in the warm breeze, and the flower beds were in full bloom, everything brimming with life.
This was the best time of year in the north, when the weather wasn’t too hot yet, just comfortably pleasant.
Chen Qi had put on a short-sleeved shirt but still wore long pants and his imported sneakers.
He hurried to the studio, carrying a thermos.
The thermos was also bought at the Overseas Chinese Store.
He had received so many overseas remittance coupons that they were about to expire, so he had to spend them quickly.
He often went there to browse, and the pretty salesgirl had even given him her contact information.
Chen Qi tore it up as soon as he left the house.
Hmph!
If she could give it to me, she could give it to others too.
I’m not that kind of guy!
By the time he arrived at the studio, filming had already started.
After the incident with Xiong Xinxin, the crew seemed to have turned their luck around, and things were going smoothly.
Yuen Woo-ping and the team were working together more seamlessly than ever.
There were seven fight scenes, and considering the movie’s runtime and pacing, some cuts had to be made.
The first two fights were quick and decisive.