I'm the director, I'm not bad

"What's going on here?"

Xu Xin was really stunned.

"What role did you play? Why did you become like this?"

"right?"

Perhaps it was the speaking habit of the people in the Northeast, Shen Xiaoyang first asked a rhetorical question, put down his clothes, and laughed at himself:
"Yin, who doesn't know, thinks what kind of kung fu I'm practicing... Iron Shell Wang Bagong. Don't hit me, I'll show my back and let him hit whatever he wants..."

"puff……"

Xu Xin is fine.

On the contrary, Su Meng... really didn't hold back.

burst out laughing.

Shen Xiaoyang has been on fire for the past two years, and all kinds of sketches are more fun than the other.

This movement made it too late for him to catch Shen Xiaoyang's expression, he just wanted to quickly confirm the other party's state.

"...Let's take a rest first. Let's see."

Age and generation gap are here.

Seeing this, Xu Haofeng didn't say much, but his eyes were full of curiosity.

"The martial arts show hasn't started yet, but there is nothing wrong with the literary play. Whether it's temperament, mentality, or the kind of charm, they are all well handled."

It's a pity that Director Wang was wearing sunglasses, so he couldn't see his expression and eyes.

But it did not expand the storefront or decorate, but retained everything from the original.

But what is this Three Rivers?
He was full of doubts.

"..."

"Boom..."

Just yesterday, I hit my back against the wall eleven times... It's true, Director Xu, don't talk about being human, even a steel-clad bastard can't stand it. "

Carry out one's own way with eight poles until the end of life.

He looked at Shen Xiaoyang, who was slumped on a chair, posing in a very awkward posture.

But in fact, she is just a fan of the authorities.

Unlike Xu Xin, who was used to by Yang Mi, who couldn't even tell the difference between salt and sugar, he could lick the dishes of his old father-in-law clean.

But in fact, he knew it in his heart.

"..."

With that said, Xu Xin patted the little guy's stroller:
"No, I came back to be a babysitter right after finishing the project."

"it is good."

"Iron Shell King Eight" debut.

Shen Xiaoyang was also happy.

Then, in a tense moment, his feet felt the tactile feedback of the chair.

If you cry a little, you have to trot all the way to coax him.

"alright."

"Haha~"

"Hey, old Xu."

The first sentence at the beginning:

"Three rivers."

His eyes lit up.

Complaints are complaints, if he still picks and chooses...then he wouldn't be able to get to where he is today.

snort!
Duplicitous man.

"A newly completed novel."

"Oh!"

He tasted these words and asked suspiciously:

"This... okay."

When he said this, Su Meng couldn't hold back anymore.

"Xiao Xu, here it is."

He has long been envious of the group of fishing guys on the bank of the Tan River who are throwing their rods every day.

Seeing this, Xu Xin didn't talk nonsense, and said directly:
"For a while, when you pull back, relax your whole body and don't think about anything. Your posture was too awkward just now. On the one hand, you want to maintain your balance. On the other hand, you have too many thoughts. You always think that it might be where you were before. It's not right. But in fact, when a person hits a collision, there will be a momentary blankness in the brain. The blankness will make your limbs feel particularly stiff, have you seen it?"

Although there is an air conditioner, the four open tents are no different from the white ones, and are slightly cooler than the outside.

He secretly thought.

Although the novel hadn't been published yet, Xu Haofeng didn't have any worries at all.

"..."

As soon as Xu Haofeng saw him coming, he suddenly became happy:

However, the final right to interpret all this rests with the director.

And at this moment, Shen Xiaoyang had finished hanging Wia on his body.

Yang Mi is not as good as him.

"Ha~!"

But Shen Xiaoyang flies too much like an ordinary person.

And for now...

To put it simply, most of the masters in his book can be summed up in one sentence, that is, "teach the disciples, starve the master to death".

But there are some plots in it... At first glance, it looks despicable, and it is very unfriendly to Mengxin.

then……

And Yang Mi whispered in Xu Xin's ear:
"Look, as I said, I can't finish it all morning."

With this in mind, after about 10 minutes of rest, Shen Xiaoyang resumed his recovery.

After being stunned for two or three seconds, a sentence came out:
"You'll know in a while."

Come on, shut up.

How to sum it up...

"..."

"You just do what I said. Remember, when flying, relax your whole body, push your body back from the place where he hit you, and then face forward with your hands and feet, like a big shrimp. But when you fall, your hands and feet will be tense again. try."

A very good character.

Pushing against Shen Xiaoyang's heart, several stuntmen pulled Wia back.

Shen Xiaoyang is just like...

But his head was drooping, and he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

Being able to say this sentence from his mouth has an extremely real gold content.

"No, but this is my permanent visit."

How should I put it, it's like a balloon that suddenly deflated.

In fact, he didn't see clearly just now.

Even if you are beaten, you have to hang your neck and let you beat you without moving.

Shen Xiaoyang responded with a cough.

The life of the couple became easier.

good guy...

When they got home, the two babies took a look...

"Relax... tense... relax... tense..."

I chose a few poles and got two sets of fishing tackle.

If it was his crew, he might still say a few words.But Wang Jiawei's crew, he will definitely not intervene.

The moment the sound came, when the touch felt the impact, before the nerves released the pain signal, Shen Xiaoyang tried his best to recall Xu Xin's explanation, and tensed his limbs.

Keeping this confession firmly in his heart, he waited for Zhang Zhen with a guilty expression on his face to make an action.

He seems to live a simple life, but he handles everything extremely freely.

So Xu Xin was also relieved.

And taking advantage of the leisure time before dinner, he just started reading this novel.

"...won't you accompany me?"

I saw Wang Jiawei watching the screen on the monitor without saying a word.

"Well, let's go, find a cooler place for you and the doll."

"here we go."

"Ahem... good director."

Looking at the stack of manuscripts handed over by Old Xu, Xu Xin accepted them curiously.

"Boom..."

Don't be ignorant of this little thing, he is so young that he can't even walk and talk.

Kind of outrageous.

Director Wang then requested that there be a scene in which Yi Yitian took his elbows and flew me from inside the barber shop to outside the barber shop, hit my back against a pillar, and then fell onto the chair below.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten Yanjing dishes, so I might make more tonight."

It seems that there is no place to speak.

Yang Mi nodded, a little dissatisfied.

Then the story of Yixiantian is like a... a decisive unity of mind.

At this time, Yang Dalin had been busy with the dishes for several hours, and all the dishes were out of the pan.

Dry rice dry rice.

Standing up subconsciously... but thinking about it right away.

There's a feeling... that I can't put on airs when I'm about to die.

In the end, Xu Xin couldn't stand it anymore.

Xu Xin didn't respond, but looked at the content.

Hearing this movement, Xu Xin's heart skipped a beat.

"Relax before takeoff, tense after impact."

After Xu Xin walked back, Yang Mi asked:

But this time, in the eyes of the camera and people, it seemed that Zhang Zhending was particularly ruthless.

However, Shen Xiaoyang's posture after landing was indeed unnatural due to active control of his body, which is true.

Shen Xiaoyang sighed, and handed the script book to Xu Xin.

But Shen Xiaoyang didn't care, he just said to Su Meng:

Wang Jiawei smiled kindly:

After about ten seconds, the voice sounded:
"This one is okay...keep it for now, and prepare for the next round."

"what is it now?"

Kind of interesting.

After the preparations, Yang Mi patted Xu Xin on the shoulder:

In other people's crews, I should seldom intervene. Anyway, my wife has no problem choosing the characters.

This lens does not fit the temperament of "do not hit ninety-nine plus one".

"Hahahaha, Xiao Xu."

That kind of movement is quite harmonious and natural.

The story should be that after Yixiantian learned that Gong Er opened a medical clinic in Xiangjiang, because Gong Er saved his life on the train in the early years, he voluntarily opened the barber shop next to the medical clinic.

Shen Xiaoyang's body was thrown backwards like flying.

Shaking his head with a smile:
"The kind of Tai Chi you think of, the slow one... You can't say it's not Tai Chi, but the real thing isn't there."

His literary play seems to have finished filming, and this morning Wang Jiawei still chose to let him be the "iron shell bastard" in his own mouth.

Quite strange.

So after exchanging a few pleasantries, Xu Haofeng pulled Xu Xin aside:
"Are you free tonight?"

"Hello, Director Xu."

Every one of them can't wait to go to heaven.

"Girl, don't laugh, it's the real thing, are you frightened by looking at me?"

Xu Xin responded with a smile, and then greeted Wang Jiawei:

When she got home, Yang Chunling had almost prepared the dishes for entertaining guests tonight.

He silently read Director Xu's explanation in his heart.

Hearing this, Xu Xin nodded:

With the help of this hundred-pound body, the whole person fell down after a weak rebound.

"Well, it's hot, I'm afraid the children won't be able to bear it."

As the countdown sounded, Zhang Zhen made an elbow in front of the camera.

The limbs became the wave shape when the balloon was inflated, and the whole person "flyed" and bumped backwards.

The old man's words are still in his ears.

"Director Wang."

How deep is the relationship between the two of you?That's definitely not the case.

Although it can't be said that he judges others by himself, he thinks that the feeling Wang Jiawei wants should be a kind of consistency.

At first glance, he seems to be a little hanging, sitting on the chair with a big horse.

"It's okay, just help him find a rhythm."

He didn't even have the strength to speak or raise his hand.

"Tighten...then leave it alone and just smash it down?"

"Oh!"

"Okay, let's have a drink together after my play is over?"

Although I don't know whether Wang Jiawei is satisfied or not, but if it goes on like this... he feels sorry for his apprentice on behalf of Teacher Benshan.

If we say that in the script, Ip Man is drifting with the tide and ebb and flow, and Gong Er is a wandering loyal and filial piety.

Then... let's take a look.

To always imprint on Sanjiangshui the feeling that daring to come to collect protection fees from Yixiantian is equivalent to putting his hand in the tiger's mouth, and if the tiger dares to bite, he would rather give up his arm than touch Cier once.

……

"This is……?"

But if you think about it carefully... it really makes sense.

Staying by Gong Er's side all his life, like the most loyal guard, until Gong Er's death.

It means to drink.

But it can be fixed later.

At this time, Yang Dalin had long forgotten how stubborn he was at the beginning, and firmly vowed to his daughter, "Your mother and I are going to travel around the world, so I won't help you bring the baby."

Xu Xin didn't say a word, looking at the lines in the script book.

Start with two big characters:
"Master"

Facing the old lady, she scratched and bit her.

At that time, there may be some jitters in the shooting, or a springy texture in the camera.

"..."

That way we won't lose our men's temperament.

Can't wait to try it out.

But... Unexpectedly, it fits his style of comedian.

Just send a supervisor.

After waiting for about five or six seconds, Wang Jiawei's voice sounded:

Therefore, director Wang Jiawei, who likes to let the actors figure it out by themselves, was the first time someone went to give advice on other people's acting skills.

Every aspect is well handled.

With the deepening of the plot, the kind of people who stick to the old rules and don't like newcomers come forward.

But there are also people who feel that...

What is the effect?

But while reading it, he suddenly found it very interesting.

Yo~ the rice bowl is back.

Although I don't know what role this Sanjiangshui is set up for, but since he is playing a gangster, he must have an unscrupulous temperament.

"...Then what is Tai Chi?"

"how do you feel?"

Everyone habitually looked at Wang Jiawei again.

Xu Haofeng nodded:

The whole person froze and couldn't move.

Wang Jiawei's pulse...is quite easy to touch.

"It's just...a Northeast gangster who collected protection fees in Xiangjiang. He received the protection fees from the White Rose Barbershop, which is Yixiantian. Just get beaten...

"Relax before takeoff, tense after impact."

Let them, a group of southern fishermen, feel the power of his Yanjing Black Pit King.

Xu Xin waved his hand and continued to walk into the set.

Sitting on the sofa, Xu Haofeng stroked his oily hair while smiling and said:
"See how it feels."

But what made him even more curious was what exactly Shen Xiaoyang was acting...

"Correct."

"Preempting strikes and taking the lead is the only way to compete in martial arts. If you want to win, you must be faster than others. Attack faster, retreat faster, dodge faster, fight faster... Always be one step faster than others, you will can keep winning.”

"Yes, don't hide at one end. The jargon of martial arts back then."

It is said that the onlookers know clearly, but he really felt how solid the collision was.

But his left foot stepped on the edge of the chair, and with the help of the downward pressure of the body, he formed a bowing motion.

"Oh!"

The moment he maintained his posture, someone felt that a reshoot was necessary.

The muscles on Xu Haofeng's face twitched.

He is not as expert as his wife, but it can be seen that when he performs this movement, no matter whether it is his heels, thighs, waist, or his whole body, he is exerting strength.

It's not like this when you pick it up and beat it.

You agreed to stay with me for a day.

So he shook his head:
"I'm summing up."

Just like the set of Bajiquan in his hand, he is fierce and fierce, and he will never regret what he has done.

And Xu Xin didn't blame his assistant.

At the moment of Zhang Zhending, they pulled Wia.

While thinking about it, he looked towards Wang Jiawei.

Because he had read the script, he probably understood what the story was about.

But, Shen Xiaoyang's problem, in the final analysis, can be said to be a problem of "acting skills".

I was saying that the origin of my two knives, and being able to come to this crew, all depended on my master.

Split construction, all look the same on the surface, but the place where the head bumps is filled with foam.

"How is Yang Mi doing?"

"Yes, it was finished the day before yesterday."

I'm afraid that among the people he knows, only Yu Lao can talk to him.

But it can really tie people to death.

And his hands were also separated by the back of the armchair, drooping to one side.

"What is your role?"

But I don't have any blood, either being assimilated and absorbed, or being eliminated, it's too strong.

He and Brother Qian'er chatted about those gangsters in Forty-Nine City in the past.

His concept is right.

"Eat first, Lao Xu, if you don't worry about this manuscript, put it here first, I'll take a good look at it. I quite like the story~"

Xu Haofeng must be a professional in terms of martial arts rules and current affairs.

Go back this morning?

In front of an air-conditioned tent, Xu Xin sat inside with his child, and there were some people beside him, including Yang Mi and Xu Haofeng.

eccentric.

"This... okay."

After all, this is really funny.

In all fairness, the story line of Yi Yi Tian Tian is actually quite exciting.

And Shen Xiaoyang, who was transferred to Wia, was repeatedly communicating with Zhang Zhen, who was wearing a white coat, roughly meaning "You put your strength in your hands, but don't hold back your hands, there are cushions in my clothes" or something.

Xu Xin didn't say anything.

"Boom..."

Shen Xiaoyang's mind suddenly felt dark...

Xu Haofeng on the side was like a bright mirror in his heart.

It's like Gong Er never left.

A busy afternoon.

"Oh? The Hawthorn is over?"

"Just waiting for your words."

After the words fell, Zhang Zhen elbowed him over.

"..."

"What did you say?"

After all, Xiao Xu knows how to be a human being.

"It's not smashing, but falling in a natural state. Isn't it for you to sit on this chair?"

With that said, he turned his face and glanced at the studio being set up, and asked:

Stand up straight.

What did Xiao Xu and Shen Xiaoyang say?

This shape is very strange.

Xu Xin looked at the field intently.

There is a sense of sight of "killing God with a cold face".

It feels like there is no good place for the internal organs.

As one of the three screenwriters of "The Grandmaster".

Xu Xin smiled and nodded:
"Okay, how about going to drink at home?"

not bad.

How is love.

The tense right foot slid directly off the chair surface.

And when Gong Er died, Yi Yitian didn't leave.

But that's about it.

One monkey, one tether.

The pale Shen Xiaoyang raised his head, seeing that it was Xu Xin, he shook his head slightly.

"Well, then I'll go first."

Shut up and watch honestly.

"Tell me...I'm so hot...I can't speak right now."

Yang Dalin is the absolute protagonist in such things as being in charge of the spoon.

"……pass?"

"Ready! ACTION!"

Shen Xiaoyang nodded with a painful face.

He had already seen where Shen Xiaoyang's problem was.

He also knows that complaining is useless.

As long as there are no problems, he can just concentrate on milking the baby these few days.

After finishing speaking, Xu Xin looked at the time and said:
"After lunch at noon, I will go back."

But now the son-in-law is here, the three of them bring their two children, and there is an assistant who... seems to be dumb, but judging from the style of doing things quietly, he is quite honest.

At first glance, I didn't think there was anything.

So he showed a helpless expression:

The son-in-law was not there before, and the old couple brought their two children, so it was a bit difficult to get out.

Su Meng felt a little embarrassed.

"Speaking."

He hit the pillar behind him.

And because of Wia's different force points, his posture can't be consistent.

So he opened the White Rose Barbershop and bought Gong Er's medical clinic.

The soul's question made Xu Haofeng a little dumbfounded.

"No, it's still not natural enough. Yangzi, when you fall, your posture should be more natural. Slow down and do it again."

And there was still some time before dinner, and Lao Xu also brought him a gift.

Xu Xin also checked the pillar he was about to hit in a while.

"Your body, don't think about anything until you hit it. When you feel your back hurting, you tense up. Your hands and feet are all tensed up, but it's not to keep you from falling, but to fall down with tension. , do you understand what I mean?"

Then I saw Xu Haofeng and Wang Jiawei talking about something.

He didn't regard Lao Xu as an outsider, so after receiving this comment, he lowered his voice:
"Then why are you still shooting so slowly?"

"..."

Ten or twenty times of running-in, so that Shen Xiaoyang and Wia's stuntmen also cultivated a tacit understanding.

Xu Xin shrugged and did not respond.

At around 6 o'clock in the evening, Xu Haofeng and Yang Mi came back together.

this story...

"Isn't that for sure? I'll tell my father-in-law in a while, and we'll have a good meal tonight."

Xu Haofeng wiped his mouth:

"The secret of a martial arts competition is not to hide one head. A human head is faster than a human hand..."

Sincerely, without any falsehood, Xu Haofeng gave a thumbs up:

So, at noon, he ate a box lunch in the crew, and in the afternoon he took the baby home and accompanied Yang Dalin to choose fishing tackle.

If you make any movement, you have to worry about whether there is any danger.

"Come to visit the class?"

"Nothing."

"Is there a problem with the structure of the writing?...Don't hide at all?"

……

Hearing his words, Yang Mi couldn't help but look at her husband.

"..."

Nodding with a smile:
"Row."

However, after finishing speaking, he suddenly smiled playfully:
"Then you have to change it with Moutai."

"Hahaha~"

He pointed to the row of Moutai boxes in the wine cabinet.

Xu Xin, who knew with his toes that it must be written by his own father, responded:
"no problem!"