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Chapter 103 The Show in the Tent
As expected, shortly after Jin Yong went to find Zhao Jian, the crew informed that today's scene would not be filmed.

Lin Zhiying sat at the bottom of the well excitedly, and was confused when she heard the news.

He prepared everything, but he didn't shoot?

"This scene needs to be changed. I won't shoot it for the time being. I will shoot tomorrow's scene first. The actors who have a scene should make up and make up, and the words should be matched. Those who don't have a scene can leave first. The specific shooting time will be notified."

The next day, Lin Zhiying came to the set, and Zhao Jian, who had dark circles around his eyes, gave him a new script.

"Your scene yesterday has been changed. This is a new version. Hurry up and get familiar with it. We will be filming later."

In this scene, Duan Yu passed out at the bottom of the well, without a few lines, the changes are not very big.

The main reason is that part of Liu Yifei's confession lines should be deleted and replaced with new words.

One night of hard work, the screenwriter worked overtime all night, according to Jin Yong's request, rushed out the scripts of the two scenes, and strived to finish filming today.

As for the later scenes, let's talk about it later, and deal with the present first.

Ding Xiu is going to Jinhua soon, if the filming is not finished, people from over there will come, and people from this side will go, it will be even more troublesome if the rhythm of shooting is completely disrupted.

In the evening, the crew finished work.

"Goodbye, cousin."

"Goodbye."

After Ding Xiu changed his costume, a staff member had already brought his luggage from the hotel.

He wants to rush directly to the other side of the crew.

Qin Lan put on his white scarf for him and said, "Can't we leave tomorrow?"

Tightening her waist, Ding Xiu rubbed her hair: "I think, we can't wait over there, we can only see you at home."

"Don't worry, in the days without you, I will be accompanied by Datang Love History."

Qin Lan is the female number five, and the whole crew's share of the scene is shared, and she doesn't have a lot of responsibility.

Can't wait for Ding Xiu to come back.

But for her, the happiest thing is the launch of Love Story of the Tang Dynasty. Although she is a supporting role in the play, this is the first play in her life and it is very memorable.

Originally, I wanted to catch Ding Xiu to watch it all night, if it wasn't for the temporary change of the show.

In addition, the second drama in her life, Huan Zhu Ge Ge, will be aired in the second half of the year. Not surprisingly, it should be well-known this year.

"gone."

Ding Xiu stepped into the car, accompanied by a temporary assistant arranged by the crew, carrying two large boxes, which contained his costumes and regular changes of clothes.

……

The conditions of the crew here in Jinhua are much worse than those in Dali.

Because many scenes were filmed in deep mountains and old forests, when Ding Xiu went to the hotel where the crew went down to the tower, there were not a single actor.

The staff said that the crew had gone to the mountains, where they would be staying there for board and lodging, and would not be able to return until a few days later.

Just when Ding Xiu was glad that he was late, the director called him and asked him to rush over immediately, and work would start tomorrow.

The production team is in the mountains, and they go there and back for several hours. If they don't go there tonight, they will have to put on make-up and dialogue again in the morning, so there is no time for filming.

After getting into a jeep, Ding Xiu lay sleeping in the back seat, staggering for an unknown amount of time, the assistant woke him up.

"Brother Xiu, Brother Xiu, we're here."

Under the night sky, in an open space surrounded by mountains, dozens of tents, large and small, were set up in situ.

The sound of the generator hummed, and the light bulbs lit up the camp.

After getting out of the car, Ding Xiu first reported to the director and got the filming notice. Seeing that there will be a fight scene with Hu Jun tomorrow, he planned to find Hu Jun to match his words first.

After inquiring about Hu Jun's tent, Ding Xiu walked over,

Before he got close, he heard a woman's voice coming from inside, like Liu Tao's.

The sound is quite loud.

The surrounding staff sneaked a glance when they passed by, then quickly lowered their heads and left, pretending they didn't hear.

When encountering such a thing, with Ding Xiu's character, of course... it is impossible to miss it, and he pulled the tent away with a swift movement.

"Received a report from the masses that there are...someone harassing the people. The man put his hands on his head, and the woman leaned against the wall and turned around."

Hu Jun, who was playing with the script, didn't know why, but he could hear a bit of regret from Ding Xiu's tone.

"Why did you come at this time? I thought I could arrive in the afternoon."

"Don't mention it, there was a temporary change to the play, and it took a little longer. I was right to come to you."

Taking off his shoes, Ding Xiu stepped into the tent, and Hu Jun leaned in to make room.

The next second, Ding Xiu sat beside Liu Tao who was opposite him.

The weather was cold, and the two people in the tent each covered themselves with blankets. After sitting down, Ding Xiulai was about to lift up Liu Tao's blankets to keep warm together.

Before he raised his hand, a pure white jade foot stretched out and kicked him.

"Get lost!" Liu Tao shouted.

This guy actually wanted to cover her with a quilt, what was he thinking.

Is Hu Jun still okay?

Helpless, Ding Xiu could only come to Hu Jun's side.

Before Hu Jun moved, the quilt was pulled over by Ding Xiu: "Children of the Jianghu, don't worry so much when you go out."

"There are still so many people discussing things like scripts."

In the tent, the lights were dim and uncertain, and the voices of three people communicating could be heard from time to time.

After nightfall, Liu Tao was the first to leave, and Ding Xiu was the second.

His tent crew has been set up, the place is spacious, and the bedding is complete.

The next morning, the communal makeup shed.

Hu Jun had two balls of tissue stuffed in his nostrils, let the make-up artist smear on his face listlessly.

Last night Ding Xiu refused to leave, so the chat was a bit late
As a result, he had a runny nose this morning and contracted a small cold.

Ding Xiu came in eating white water eggs, and moved a little away after seeing Hu Jun's condition: "I said, Brother Jun, go to the doctor if you have a cold, and don't infect everyone."

Hu Jun: "..."

"Don't come to my tent for future scenes."

"Are you afraid that it won't sound good if it spreads?" Ding Xiu said, "Brother Jun, I'm doing it for your own good. You and Sister Tao are lonely and widowed. It's good to say that it's not good to talk about it. When the three of you are together, everyone won't think about it. "

"Pfft!"

The makeup artist who was putting on makeup couldn't help laughing out loud, wouldn't it sound even worse if two men and one woman spread the word?
……

Although Jinhua's side is said to be a literary drama group, it was before Ding Xiu came. As Murong Fu, who fought from beginning to end, wherever he went, there were martial arts film sets.

In the morning, the first scene was the confrontation between him and Qiao Feng.

"what!"

With a loud roar, Hu Jun, who used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, beat Ding Xiu back with a single palm after dozens of rounds.

Flying upside down for four or five meters, Ding Xiu turned over and landed on one knee.

"Card!"

Hearing the director's voice, Ding Xiu got up and patted the dust on his knees.

"Hahaha, this scene was really cool!"

Hu Jun took the plush coat from the assistant, put it on and said with a hearty smile.

It was his first time shooting ancient costumes and martial arts. He was very lucky. He met Ding Xiu, a master. No matter what moves he made or how fast he fought, Ding Xiu could dodge them in time.

He fights heartily, not afraid of hurting people.

In addition, there are not many opportunities to beat Ding Xiu violently in life.

Only in the play can I have this kind of pleasure, very comfortable and refreshing.

Putting on his military coat, Ding Xiu sat on his ponytail, poured a cup of hot tea, and took a sip.

"I've never lost a fight in my life, except in drama."

He used to be the one who beat others, and he has been beaten ever since he stepped into the actor's profession.

"I believe it." Coming to the side, Hu Jun also poured himself a cup: "I heard from my friends in Hong Kong Island that the dead martial arts will be screened in China."

He has never seen this film, but he knows that it is Ding Xiu's famous film and won an award in Cannes.

I heard that it will be released, I am quite curious, and I can't wait to see it.

Putting down his teacup, Ding Xiu said, "It will be released on Hong Kong Island next month."

This play was sold to Koreans by Xu Haofeng before, and it has already been screened in South Korea two months ago.

According to Xu Haofeng, the box office is not bad, converted into more than [-] million RMB, it may be that they have seen good results, and they plan to come over there to test the waters.

In the final analysis, this is a domestic film, and there is no reason for its acceptance to be worse than that of foreign countries.

As for why it wasn't screened in the mainland, of course it couldn't be screened. The general environment is like this, so the scale on Hong Kong Island can be bigger.

"Congratulations, the first movie in your life has appeared on the big screen, do you want to watch it then?"

"No time, I'm filming here."

Ding Xiu did some calculations, next month should be his busiest time, how could he have time to go to Hong Kong Island to watch some movies.

And he had already watched the CD that Xu Haofeng sent at home, so it would be boring to watch it again.

"Do you really don't care or not?" Hu Jundao: "If the box office is good, your reputation will be greatly improved."

"I don't know if it's big or not?" Ding Xiu rolled his eyes.

I heard Xu Haofeng say that The Lost Martial Arts is not popular in Hong Kong Island, and this is an art film, not a commercial film.

For the box office, neither of them reported much hope.

"Yeah, I eat radish salty and don't worry about it."

Ding Xiu himself didn't care, Hu Jun didn't bother to talk, so he changed the subject, and the two chatted about the script.

(End of this chapter)