This actor wants to pay more

Chapter 86 Kung Fu Emperor

Generally, film crews shoot film and television dramas based on the weather conditions and the schedule of the actors. The tenth scene is filmed today, and the fiftieth scene may be filmed tomorrow.

For better inspiration, some directors shoot in the order of the movies.

That is, the first game today, the second game tomorrow, and the third game the day after tomorrow.

The advantage of doing this is that the mind is not confused, all the procedures are clear, the actors are comfortable in acting, and it is easier to enter the play.

Of course, the cost is also high.

Every day when the crew turns on the machine, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of funds flow out.

It may take a long time to wait for a light, and the money is wasted.

But for great directors, they never know what a budget is, and they always shoot to the death. Zhang Yimou is such a person.

So is this hero.

"You kid is lucky, I will shoot you first after turning on the phone, so there is no need to wait."

In the meeting room of the crew hotel, Ding Xiu, who arrived first, chatted with Cheng Xiaodong.

"It doesn't matter who shoots first, it's a matter of a few days earlier and a few days later." Ding Xiu himself didn't care.

Cheng Xiaodong glanced left and right, and sneered: "You're young, isn't it? Great directors are lazy, and it's common for a film to be filmed for a year or so."

"Once the shooting location is further away, your ID card will be confiscated, so you can't run away even if you want to."

This is what Wang Jiawei did when he was filming East Evil and West Poison. The script was overblown, and the script was changed every day after the actors joined the group.

By the end of the shoot, the actors didn't know who they were playing.

Forget it, the environment in the desert is not good, he is still sluggish in filming, one scene after another is NG, and he will not stop until the goal is achieved.

After a long time, he had a new idea the next day and wanted to reshoot.

Zhang Guorong, who has always been good-tempered, couldn't take it anymore, and said he wanted to run away with a bucket, but his passport was confiscated, and he refused to return it.

If it weren't for the pull of the people around, the two of them would almost have sex.

In the end, it was easy to talk about it, and finally kept the person.

Although Zhang Yimou is not Wang Jiawei, he is also famous for being together. If he can't meet his requirements, he will never give up, and everyone will shoot you.

After finishing, I will call you back to reshoot.

"It can't be." Ding Xiu was beating a drum in his heart.

Those who know are filming, those who don't know think they are in black mines.

"It's not that you'll know later, after you start the machine..." Cheng Xiaodong was about to say something, but when he saw someone coming in, he stopped talking, stood up and said hello: "Wei Zi, long time no see."

"Director Cheng, give me more advice."

It was Liang Chaowei who came in, followed by Zhang Manyu, Zhang Ziyi and others, as if they had made an appointment to come together.

There were a lot of people, Cheng Xiaodong exchanged a few words with everyone, and introduced Ding Xiu.

A few of them were not interested in small roles, so they simply nodded their heads as a greeting.

It wasn't time for the meeting yet, and the director didn't come. They sat down and chatted about entertainment gossip. The parents were short-tempered and didn't mention the script in a word.

Next to Ding Xiu was Liang Chaowei, who didn't talk much, leaning his hands on the table, either picking his nails or looking up at the ceiling, he would only say a few words when people approached him, very taciturn.

After a while, Zhang Yimou and Li Lianjie came in together talking and laughing.

The circle on Hong Kong Island is small, everyone knows each other, and Li Lianjie also exchanged pleasantries.

When we arrived at Ding Xiu, we chatted a little more: "I heard from Director Zhang that your martial arts are very powerful, and you can knock people into the air with one move. Let's discuss it another day."

Another tough one.

Ding Xiu was a little annoyed by the fact that they had to discuss each other after a few days of practice.

It's okay to say that the martial arts are high-strength, but one or two are rookie, basically finished in three seconds, which is not enough to fight at all.

He hasn't felt it yet, the other party is already dead.

"Just make a good filming, it's boring to fight back and forth."

In the conference room, as Ding Xiu's words fell, a needle could be heard all of a sudden.

Everyone was stunned.

Zhang Manyu's eyes widened, Liang Chaowei smiled, and Zhang Ziyi was taken aback.

How dare this kid?

Although Li Lianjie hasn't won any awards, he is truly the emperor of kung fu and the king of the box office.

A top presence in the film and television industry.

In the past two years, there have been quite a few actors who have entered Hollywood, there are still a dozen or twenty of them, but when they go there, they are all playing tricks and playing supporting roles.

There are only two who can really squeeze into the front line, Li Lianjie and Cheng Long.

Haven't you seen that group of film kings and queens have to stand up and say hello to Li Lianjie when they meet Li Lianjie?

Ding Xiu is fine, if someone is polite to him, he doesn't give face at all.

Cheng Xiaodong's heart skipped a beat, and he hurried out to smooth things over: "Ding Xiu is mainly afraid of hurting you."

Once the words came out, the scene became even more embarrassing.

Li Lianjie was dumbfounded.

Zhang Yimou said: "That's right, this kid really has real kung fu, Zhao Wenzhuo was almost knocked unconscious by one of his moves, you must not try it with him."

He still didn't say the second half of the sentence, if something goes wrong, this drama with an investment of [-] million dollars will be considered useless.

Even if his two kidneys were removed, he would not be able to compensate the investors.

"No way." Li Lianjie hesitated.

"That's right!" Cheng Xiaodong, Zhang Yimou, and Zhang Ziyi said at the same time.

All three of them had seen Ding Xiu's kung fu, and the fight was too scary.

Now Li Lianjie was even more curious, and couldn't wait to see Ding Xiu's kung fu.

But this occasion is not suitable, there are plenty of opportunities after the boot.

……

Zhang Yi held a meeting, mainly to introduce the work arrangement for the next period of time.

The first rule is that filming is not allowed, and actors must stay on the set until they are finished.

Everyone has no opinion on this point. After so many years of debut, this bit of professional ethics is... a rare one.

Except for Ding Xiu and Zhang Ziyi, the two younger ones, who else didn't hit the bottom all the way when they were young.

Li Lianjie made seven films a year in [-], and four directors surrounded him day and night.

Almost made himself mentally ill.

I only take a shower three times a month, and put on my makeup in bed.

I didn't even have time to sleep, so it was conceivable how busy I was, this scene was not usually deep.

Liang Chaowei and Zhang Manyu were similar in the early years, but later everyone became popular and began to cherish feathers (not short of money), and gradually reduced unnecessary work.

In a few days...

Ding Xiu and Li Lianjie stood facing each other holding weapons.

"Both of you have a foundation in martial arts. I won't teach you the basics. Let's practice the moves first, and get used to it to find the feeling."

In front of Li Lianjie, Cheng Xiaodong didn't dare to push him too hard.

Don't look at him as an actor, his kungfu attainments are much higher than him.

Zhao Wenzhuo claims to know more than [-] sets of boxing, Wu Jing is a martial arts champion, Yen Zidan is also a foreign martial arts champion, but in Li Lianjie they are all younger brothers.

At the age of twelve, he is an all-around champion.

Remember, it is omnipotent, not just a single champion of swords, guns and swords.

But this is not his peak, the peak is the martial arts champion for four consecutive years.

In the same year, he withdrew from the world of martial arts due to injury, and entered the film and television circle to film Shaolin Temple the following year, when he was only eighteen years old.

Back then on Hong Kong Island, the North-South Fist was popular, which was Cheng Long's style of fighting, which was not beautiful.

As soon as Li Lianjie, the dragon crossing the river, went, his chic, elegant and handsome style of play immediately gained a lot of fans.

Cheng Longdu once laughed at himself saying that Li Lianjie's style of play is authentic, and they are wild.

Yuan Heping, the number one martial arts instructor in China, commented on Li Lianjie, saying that he knows all kinds of martial arts, swords, guns, swords and sticks, and he is a living dictionary of martial arts.

If he hadn't changed careers and became an actor, with Li Lianjie's kung fu, his achievements as a martial arts instructor would not be too low.

"Little brother, let's start."

"Okay, you don't have to be afraid of hurting me, just go ahead, I will cooperate with you."

Li Lianjie laughed. After so many years in the industry, this was the first time he met such a crazy young man.

Speaking of which, when he was Ding Xiu's age, he seemed to have said this to the gang of martial arts actors on Hong Kong Island.

"Chong!"

Li Lianjie drew his sword and took a few steps forward to stab Ding Xiu straight.

The speed is three points faster than normal rehearsal.

He wanted to see the young man's strength.

Holding the silver gun in his hand, Ding Xiu made a block according to the rehearsed routine.

In a blink of an eye, the two played a few tricks.

Seeing that Ding Xiu was able to block it easily, Li Lianjie no longer held back his hands and returned to his normal speed during filming.

"When, when, when..."

The only sound heard at the scene was the clash of swords and guns, one after another.

The tip of the sword passed Ding Xiu's neck several times, and Ding Xiu's spear also grazed Li Lianjie's hair.

Cheng Xiaodong clasped his arms in front of his chest, not showing the slightest worry.

Based on the experience of the two of them, there will be no problems with the current moves and the practiced moves. He still has some confidence in this point.

Even if there is a problem, as long as the prop sword and prop gun are not hit in the eyes, there is no big problem.

"Good work!"

After a while, Li Lianjie was bounced off by Ding Xiu's gun body, and took a few steps back.

After so many years in the industry, he didn't play heartily many times, because the opponent actors couldn't keep up with him.

Every time you hit two moves, you have to stop.

It was very unexpected that Ding Xiu was able to fight him so many tricks, and now he is not blushing or panting, and he is very comfortable.

"Continue!" Holding up his sword, Li Lianjie shouted, "Be careful, I'm going to change my move."

The sword that should have been raised was changed by Li Lianjie to a horizontal cut.

Ding Xiu didn't panic, he also changed his moves, turned his spear sideways, and dodged the sword.

Unexpectedly, Li Lianjie didn't stop, and continued to be stubborn, one sword after another, all moves that had not been rehearsed.

Cheng Xiaodong saw something was wrong and shouted: "Don't fight."

The first time they heard that Ding Xiu was good at martial arts, Wu Jing and Zhao Wenzhuo couldn't bear it, let alone Li Lianjie.

Listening to Cheng Xiaodong, Zhang Yimou said so many times, he has long wanted to fight Ding Xiu.

But if Ding Xiu doesn't fight, he can't grab someone's hand and fight.

Fighting during rehearsal, this is what he planned.

After the first two trials of speeding up his sword moves, he could see that Ding Xiu did have a few brushes.

If Ding Xiu couldn't take it on, there would be no such thing as the current routine turning into actual combat.

The sword is light, and it is a quick word. From the moment Li Lianjie launched the attack, the two of them passed a few moves in a few seconds.

Seeing that Ding Xiu escaped easily, Li Lianjie started to fight with his hands and feet.

"Zheng!"

A sword stabbed towards the door, Ding Xiu turned his head to dodge, and said, "If you want to hit again, I will not be polite."

Only the trembling and moaning sword edge replied to him.

"call!"

Swinging the spear, Ding Xiu hit Li Lianjie with force.

The blade was thin, Li Lianjie raised the sword to block, his palm was numb from the shock, and the hilt almost fell out of his hand.

This is not over yet, when he looked up, he saw a long gun thrusting towards his forehead.

Not daring to procrastinate, Li Lianjie blocked it with his sword, then turned his body, and at the same time swept out with a whip leg.

With a "whoosh", the gunshot entered the spirit snake's cave, and he retracted in the blink of an eye. Ding Xiu took the opportunity to take half a step back, and Li Lianjie's whip leg kicked in the air.

Before he could stand still, Li Lianjie saw Ding Xiu take half a step back and at the same time turned around and squatted down with a silver gun in his hand.

On the forehead, cold sweat suddenly fell.

Yuan Heping said that he is a living dictionary of martial arts, how could he not see what kind of move it is.

Back to the carbine!

The two of them were so close that they couldn't dodge. Once the shot was fired, it hit him [-]% of the time.

However, he didn't think Ding Xiu would stab him. Given the status of the two of them, Ding Xiu must have some concerns.

"what!"

It turns out that he thought too much.

Half a second later, he felt a pain in his ribs, and a force pushed him back.

After the carbine was tied, Ding Xiu calmly put away the gun and stood up.

Li Lianjie, who had retreated three or four meters in a row, lost his grip and fell to the ground, holding his ribs with one hand and gasping for air.

"It's okay." Cheng Xiaodong hurried forward.

"Hiss! It's okay." Li Lianjie gritted his teeth, lifted his clothes and looked down. There was a dime-sized mark on his ribs, which was bluish-purple.

Cheng Xiaodong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted at Ding Xiu: "You kid, why did you strike so hard?"

Ding Xiu walked over slowly with the gun in his arms: "Don't worry, I used the end of the gun, and I pulled it off."

If he didn't pull back, Li Lianjie's ribs would have been broken long ago with his strength, even at the end of the gun.

Cheng Xiaodong blew his beard and stared: "What is this called? The end of a gun can hurt people casually. Come here and apologize."

Li Lianjie couldn't afford to offend him, he was also doing it for Ding Xiuhao.

One word from someone can make him disappear in this industry, and no one dares to use it in the future.

Ding Xiu's career has just started, so it's not worth it to cut it off like this.

"It's none of his business." Clutching his ribs, Li Lianjie forced a smile and said, "For martial arts competitions, bumps and bumps are inevitable. When I was filming before, I kept breaking my arms and legs. It was just drizzle."

"I'll go back and rub some medicinal wine, and put on two ointments. Don't worry about it, young man."

"That's it for today. I'll go back first. Director Cheng, don't embarrass him. I'll see him play tricks with me tomorrow."

Turning around, Li Lianjie grinned, revealing a mask of pain, it really hurts.

No wonder both Zhang Yimou and Cheng Xiaodong said that Ding Xiu is amazing, this time he has seen it.

"Are you hurt?"

After Li Lianjie left, Cheng Xiaodong began to check Ding Xiu's body.

"Do you think I look like a wounded person?"

"That's right, it's fine if you don't hurt anyone, that's Li Lianjie, how dare you."

"Don't give him a little trouble, what's the point of pestering me every day for a martial arts competition, now I won't talk about it for at least a month."

Li Lianjie is very competitive, this gun barrel won't last long, and nine times out of ten he will come back after he recovers from his injury.

In the end, Ding Xiu still had concerns, and he put in a lot of effort.

If it was like Zhao Wenzhuo, it is estimated that Li Lianjie would never want to fight with himself in his life.

"He still dares to come?" Cheng Xiaodong couldn't believe it.

Ding Xiu shrugged: "Forget it, just come, once I come, I will print a tube for him, and see how many he can print."

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