Chapter 401

For this fight scene, the crew does nothing every day and has been rehearsing.

One day, two days, three days, four days, it was not until the fifth day that we started shooting.

Dissatisfied once, dissatisfied twice, dissatisfied three times, and then rehearsed again until the eighth day, one pass.

Wang Qianyuan sat in front of the monitor with his bandaged hands hanging, and Song Yang stood behind him with a limp leg.

These injuries on the body were either made during training, or accidentally injured when filming started.

One injured the leg and the other injured the hand, which is still considered good.

The most dangerous time was when Song Yang was slashed across the face by a group performer. If he hadn't flashed so fast, he would have lost one eye.

Another time, he cut his little finger with a knife and fractured it on the spot.

There are too many injuries like this, and they happen every day.

In order to show his concern, the conscientious Ding Xiu specially got two ambulances to park on the set, and the doctors and nurses were on call 24 hours a day.

One fell down here, and someone from the other side immediately carried it into the car for treatment. If the problem is not serious, we will continue to shoot.

The most amazing thing is that Ding Xiu also confiscated the ID cards of the two, but they haven't issued them for many days.

Song Yang cautiously said to Ding Xiu who was sitting on the director's chair: "Brother Xiu, I want to get a phone card. If the production work is done, can I return my ID card?"

Ding Xiu turned his head: "Do you need an ID card for a phone card? Dozens of dollars are everywhere on the street. I'll ask the staff to buy some for you later."

Song Yang: "Brother Xiu, I won't run away."

Ding Xiu: "What are you talking about, why don't you run away? I'm taking the ID card to buy insurance for everyone. I'm going through the procedure. Don't think too much, just keep filming. If you need anything, just mention it."

Hearing this, the corners of Wang Qianyuan's mouth twitched, and he didn't want to interrupt at all.

His ID card was also confiscated.

Of course, he can still run if he wants to, and ask the company to send a car over, so he can leave at any time.

I just don't want to cause trouble.

And at this time, he was also attracted by the martial arts on the screen.

Holding a big knife in his hand, he hacked and smashed the three group performers with ease. The movements are simply not too skilled. As far as this martial arts skills are concerned, people who say they have practiced martial arts since childhood are believed.

Ding Xiu still has two brushes.

Strictness is a bit harsh, but the effect of shooting is really good.

"This is me?" Song Yang looked at the playback on the monitor and opened his mouth wide.

The two short knives were vivid in his hands, moving and shifting like ghosts, and every time he swung the knives, one person fell down.

To be honest, after so many days of training, he has practiced these movements thousands of times, and they have already been carved into his bones. Every time he makes a knife, it becomes a subconscious muscle reflex.

Without even thinking about it, he caught a glimpse of someone approaching from the corner of his eye, and immediately cut him with a knife.

This is in stark contrast to the panic at the beginning of shooting.

But the fiercest one had to be Ding Xiu.

Not only is the saber technique ferocious, but the boxing technique is also fierce, with obvious shadows of Bajiquan. The combination of the two is unbelievably powerful.

The play was less than 5 minutes, more than 3 minutes to be precise, and the three of them just watched it repeatedly for more than half an hour.

The assistant director Lu Yang couldn't take it anymore: "You three, have you watched it? Can you shoot the next scene after watching it? I still have to work, so don't occupy my place."

Wang Qianyuan came back to his senses and said awkwardly: "It's over, it's over, what are you going to do next?"

"Brother Xiu, what are you filming?" Song Yang turned his head and asked.

After so many days of filming this scene, he forgot what he was going to film next.

Ding Xiu had a cigarette in his mouth: "What are you shooting for? Let's have a holiday today. Everyone have a good rest."

After so many days of high-intensity work, he was worried that these people would not be able to handle it. It would be good for everyone to relax a bit.

Song Yang said solemnly: "Brother Xiu, I can still stand it."

Wang Qianyuan responded, "Me too."

I don't know if I don't watch the replays, they have been able to shoot martial arts scenes to this point.

It is not an exaggeration to say that these few minutes of martial arts is completely the pinnacle of costume martial arts movies in the past ten years.

I don't know if there will be any movies in the future that can surpass it, but the martial arts in this scene is definitely a very high-level martial arts.

Every move was cut to the bone, and there was not a single redundant movement. The three people's positions, coordination, and martial arts were completely textbook-style.

After watching the replay of this scene, both Wang Qianyuan and Song Yang were excited, and suddenly felt that the hard work of these days had paid off.

If the next scenes are of this quality, the next Golden Horse Awards will have to go there.

Song Yang, in particular, was the most impressed. He just came out of Xu Haofeng's Japanese pirate trace crew, and the martial arts style there is quite peculiar, like a sword swaying.

But compared with Ding Xiu's side, it's a world of difference.

Slashing with long knives, punching to the flesh, this is the martial arts that men see.

Ding Xiu glanced at the hands and feet of the two of them: "Let's take a day off first, go back and have a good rest, and I will ask the staff to send you the filming notice sheet later."

Wang Qianyuan: "..."

The feeling is that the filming announcement hasn't come down yet, but he thought Ding Xiu really cared about them.

Getting up with difficulty, Wang Qianyuan said: "I'll go back to rest first, I haven't slept well for a long time."

Ding Xiu's movies are enjoyable, but also really tiring.

Fuck, I won't come next time I kill you.

"Walk slowly, Brother Wang, do you want me to call you for a massage?"

"roll!"

Song Yang excitedly said, "Brother Xiu, I need a massage."

Ding Xiu rolled his eyes: "What are you pressing? You are injured all over. You are not afraid that the technician will step on your back. Go back and read the script more. There will be a lot of martial arts scenes."

"Oh, what about my ID card?"

"There are still a few hard scenes, and I will pay you back after filming."

Song Yang: "..."

Well, I don't pretend anymore.

Afraid that he would run away, I had to wait until the hard scenes were finished before returning him.

Song Yang and Wang Qianyuan left, leaving Ding Xiu and Lu Yang in the director's studio.

Lu Yang looked at the replay and said, "This is the best martial arts fight I've ever filmed since my debut. I have a hunch that this movie may become a benchmark for costume martial arts movies after it's released."

Ding Xiu took a sharp puff, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stamped it out with the sole of his shoe: "Who do you think took the picture?"

Lu Yang was weird: "But you confiscated their ID cards, isn't that something?"

"What is impoundment? I really bought insurance. I found several companies. I came here to take a look at the shooting scene and then ran away. I refused to accept it."

"It's been so many days, and finally one family is willing to pick them up, but they're only picking up Wang Qianyuan and Song Yang. My insurance company won't let them live or die, saying that there are too many dangerous moves."

Lu Yang nodded in agreement: "If it were me, I wouldn't let you live."

Ding Xiu made too many dangerous moves, which made people feel frightened.

Leaving aside, let's take the two-day scene just after the machine was turned on. In the scene where Shen Lian jumped down from the second floor, Ding Xiu jumped straight away without any feathers and wires on his body.

The window on the second floor is almost five meters high.

No protective measures were taken on the street.

He jumped down straight away, and asked if the dance was good, and if it was not good, he would dance again.

With such a virtue, which insurance company dares to insure him without opening his eyes?
 God of Healing
  
 
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