My teacher is Bruce Lee, who dominated Hollywood.

Chapter 59 Yellow Jumpsuit

Sidney Sinberg, watching the young man wiping his glasses with his shirt, chuckled and shook his head, then introduced him to Qin Han:

"Qin, let's get acquainted. This is Steve Spielberg, a young director I just signed."

"He's a top student in the directing department at Long Beach State University. He's made a few good TV short films and is a young man with a lot of ideas."

At this time, Spielberg did not yet possess the composure he would later become the "King of Hollywood," and looked like an intern just starting out in the workplace.

"Hello, sir, I'm so sorry about earlier." He put his glasses back on and awkwardly extended his hand.

Looking at the impetuous young man in front of him, Qin Han felt quite emotional, thinking about how he would one day create countless box office legends such as "Jaws," "E.T.," and "Jurassic Park," becoming a godfather-level figure in commercial cinema.

We now hold the film rights to "Jaws," so there's no harm in building a good relationship with this brilliant director.

"It's okay, you're the same age as me, no need to be so reserved." Qin Han shook his hand and took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to him.

"I am Qin Han, a partner at Han's Film Company. It's a pleasure to meet you, Director Spielberg."

The young man in front of him was clearly not expected that a partner would call him "director," so he quickly took the business card and carefully put it in his pocket.

Qin Han casually patted the dust off his back and said with a smile, "Han's Film Industry has a lot of good projects in hand. If there is an opportunity in the future, I hope to cooperate with you."

After saying this, he nodded to Sidney again, turned and left the office.

Watching Qin Han's departing figure, Spielberg was somewhat puzzled: "Mr. Sinberg, who is this Mr. Qin...?"

Sidney lit a cigar and looked at his new favorite: "He's an extremely capable super agent."

"If you have the opportunity, you should definitely try to work with him; it might bring an unexpected turning point to your career."

Upon hearing this, Spielberg reached into his pocket and touched the business card inside.

It was already afternoon when we returned to the villa in West Hollywood.

As soon as I entered, I saw Renee carrying a square cardboard box: "Qin, you're back? Perfect timing, the deliveryman just brought a package, specifically for you."

"Oh? We've finally arrived." A glint flashed in Qin Han's eyes as he took the box and went straight back to his bedroom on the second floor, locking the door behind him.

The box contained the electro-physical combat training device that Harry had sent.

He plugged in the power and tentatively turned the knob: "Buzz..." The machine emitted a strange electrical sound.

I picked up the instruction manual and flipped through it, but I still couldn't understand how this thing worked.

Qin Han tried to gently touch the metal plate with the back of his hand, and a tingling sensation instantly spread throughout his body, causing his muscles to twitch uncontrollably.

This reaction occurs even at the lowest setting; imagine what it would be like at a higher setting...

"Sigh, my physics isn't good enough!" Although he has lived two lives, he is not omniscient or omnipotent, and this is something he really can't understand.

It seems we need to find a real expert.

Time flies, and it's Wednesday already. "The Big Boss" officially hits North American theaters!

Although it only had 150 copies and fewer screenings than Warner Bros.' "The First Fist of the World," the box office figures on its opening day still surprised everyone.

$14 in box office revenue in a single day!

Although it only slightly outperformed the opening day box office of "The World's Number One Fist", considering the disadvantage in the number of copies, the box office per theater was an overwhelming victory!

However, despite this impressive start, the villa was unusually quiet.

"Let's celebrate on Sunday," Qin Han said before heading into the backyard, where the master and apprentice continued to work hard.

Everyone knows that Saturday's fight scene was the movie's most powerful publicity stunt!

……

Saturday, August 24, 1973.

As evening fell on Santa Monica Beach, the temperature began to cool down, but the sea breeze could not dispel the almost boiling heat around the ring.

The stands were packed, and even the nearby beach was crowded with people. The main road leading to the ring was completely blocked.

There was a faint smell of ink in the air—a complete set of large-scale live streaming equipment had been set up.

Over the past few days, the tournament here has become one of the hottest topics in the United States.

That Japanese man named Hiroki Ishii was like an insurmountable mountain, ruthlessly kicking all challengers off the stage.

However, the atmosphere in the backstage dressing room was not very harmonious at this moment.

"Mr. Ishii, I must remind you one more time." Harry looked at the Japanese man who was tying his wristbands:

"Today's ratings will absolutely break records; the whole of America, even the world, is watching. You haven't forgotten our agreement, have you?"

Hiroki Ishii slowly wrapped the last loop of bandage, pulled it tight, and gave a humble smile: "Mr. Harry, please rest assured. I will definitely cooperate well in this final scene."

Harry stared into his eyes for a few seconds, but couldn't detect anything unusual, before finally letting out a slight sigh of relief.

"That's good... Get ready to go on stage, the live stream starts in five minutes."

Watching Harry's hurried departure, Ishii's smile vanished: "Only victory can convince that man that the machine is useful!"

Outside on the arena, the host had already begun warming up the audience: "Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to Santa Monica Beach!"

"This is an exclusive live broadcast from Los Angeles Sports Radio—'The Ultimate Showdown of Eastern Martial Arts'!"

The atmosphere was instantly ignited as the host shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Over the past few days, Hiroki Ishii, a Kyokushin Karate master from Japan, has dominated this ring with an undefeated record!"

"Can today's challenger end his winning streak? Let's welcome the defending champion, Hiroki Ishii!"

As the taiko drums sounded, Ishii, dressed in a snow-white karate uniform with a black belt around his waist, walked expressionlessly onto the ring, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes to rest.

"On the other side of the ring..." the host's voice suddenly rose eight octaves: "It's Bruce Lee's personal disciple!"

"Representing the martial arts truth of that mysterious East, the Qin-Han period!"

Amidst the intense anticipation of the crowd, Qin Han slowly walked out of the passage.

At that moment, everyone's gaze froze.

He wasn't wearing the kung fu outfit from the movie, but rather a very eye-catching yellow jumpsuit with a black stripe running down each side.

This is Bruce Lee's classic look from his unfinished masterpiece, "Game of Death," in his previous life!

This outfit later became a cultural symbol, and has been paid tribute to by countless people.

Now, Qin Han has chosen to unveil this battle suit ahead of schedule on this stage broadcast live worldwide!

It represents the spirit of Jeet Kune Do—breaking forms, breaking down sectarian barriers, using no way as way, and using the infinite as the finite!

He gracefully flipped onto the ring, stretching his wrists and ankles, his eyes calm as still water.

Hiroki Ishii opened his eyes. He could sense that the opponent before him was completely different from those reckless men who had taken the stage for a few thousand dollars.

"Greetings from both competitors!" The host called the two to the center of the ring.

Qin Han clasped his hands in a fist salute, while Ishii bowed deeply.

"The final match begins!!!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Hiroki Ishii roared and pounced like a tiger hunting its prey, unleashing the most domineering mid-section spinning kick of Kyokushin Karate!

"Whoosh—" The leg wind whistled in!

Qin Han slid to the side and used a Jeet Kune Do side kick to block his opponent's power.

"Bang!!!"

A muffled thud clearly resounded throughout the venue and was also heard on countless television sets around the world!