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Chapter 392
The story of "Embroidered Spring Knife" is very simple: Wei Zhongxian has deep roots, and some people want him to die to avoid future troubles. As the three brothers at the bottom of Jinyiwei, they accept the order of Zhao Huaian, the governor of the East Factory, to kill Wei Zhongxian.

The second child, Shen Lian, was in chaos, overwhelmed the boss and the third child, reached a deal with Wei Zhongxian himself, collected the money, set a fire, and claimed that Wei Yangou set himself on fire and died.

From now on.

The three brothers became flies on the spider's web, with no way to heaven and no way to hell.

Movies, in fact, are similar to glue-making. What is important is the progression of emotions, the accumulation of coolness, and the final eruption.

Too fast, not cool enough.

Too slow and easy to dry.

In this scene, Lu Jianxing's emotions burst out. His dream is to get promoted and get rich, but his salary is low, people speak lightly, and there is no money for bribes.

He risked his life and wiped out Xu Xianchun, thinking that he would get promoted and get rich.

result.

The credit is taken away by fat, oily, non-job bosses.

After Lu Jianxing was silent, he resisted for the first time in his life, preventing his second brother Shen Lian from sending out the "command arrow."

He thought it was an opportunity, a chance to make a fortune, but he didn't know that it was just the beginning of falling into death.

The second child, Shen Lian, has no desires, but he is lustful.

Gou Lan didn't say anything when he listened to the music, he still wanted to own the bus, and he was short of a lot of money.

Wei Zhongxian gave him gold, and lightly said a few words, breaking his psychological defense: "If you kill me, you will die, if you don't kill me, you will die. How much is your salary? What are you playing with?"

Shen Lian broke his defenses, decided to take the money, resign and run away.

The third child, Jin Yichuan, died with him.

The night was dark and the rain was pouring down.

The three jumped off the roof, the raincoats had fallen off, the flying fish suits, and the embroidered spring knives.

for a while.

In the courtyard, all the guards were frightened and backed away again and again, shouting in a panic: "Miss, Jin Yiwei, it's Jin Yiwei."

Wen Yong was wearing a high ponytail, a neat white warrior uniform, and a slender waist. She had a slender figure and indifferent eyes. Seeing that the guards dared not step forward, she glanced sideways, understatement, and the long sword in her hand pierced with lightning.

next moment.

The man clutched his throat, his eyes widened, and blood splashed from his throat.

He knelt down on his knees, unwilling to die.

Scarlet blood, mixed with rainwater, trickled down.

The guard trembled with fear.

"Retired, die."

Bloody, cold.

Wen Yongshan wiped the blood on the sword carefully with a silk handkerchief, her face was indifferent: "It's just a Jin Yiwei, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Kill one."

"Twelve taels of gold reward."

After all, Wen Yongshan is acting for the first time, and her acting skills are limited, so the ice face is the most suitable for her.

Moreover.

Just look good.

Han Qiao directs the camera, focusing on taking pictures of Wen Yongshan's long legs, with the camera pointing upwards from the legs.

A ruthless femme fatale.

The guards looked at each other, drew out their long knives, and roared angrily, "Kill."

Shoes trample muddy water.

fight.

At the touch of a hair.

Lu Jianxing, played by Hu Jun, draws out his knife silently, as motionless as a mountain.

His eyes stare at the blade.

Roaring: "I see who will do it!"

It was pouring rain.

The raindrops fell on the wooden frame of the carriage, and the bones were smashed to pieces. In the yard, the smell of needles could be heard for a while.

The guards did not dare to step forward and looked at each other.

"court death."

Wen Yongshan is coquettish, standing up to stab the sword, she is a Western swordsman,
"Shhhhhhh".

The sword wind is fierce.

She has a solid foundation in dancing, and she stabs out with a sword. After the tight samurai robe is wet, her figure is exposed.

The ponytail flicked water, and his eyes were indifferent.

The long sword came menacingly, like a poisonous snake, straight into the eyes.

Hu Jun has quick eyes and quick hands, and his movements are agile. He lowered his head and cut the rain hat with his long sword.

A few strands of hair fluttered.

Wen Yongshan stood up and stabbed, and the three swords went straight to Hu Jun's forehead, throat, and mouth.

Under the lens, the tip of the sword is sharp and flickers coldly.

"Zheng..."

Hu Jun swung his long sword single-handedly.

"kill."

The guard swooped up.

From stillness to movement, the whole picture is like a stone falling into the lake, rippling and rippling, and the whole scene is completely alive.

In the camera, Hu Jun is like a tiger descending the mountain with a ferocious aura, swinging the knife with both hands, the light of the knife flashes, the knife comes down in the hand, the head flies up, lands on the ground, and rolls twice.

His eyes widened, and from the corner of his eye, the headless corpse was still running forward, and the next moment, it crashed to the ground.

Blood sprayed out like a flood that unloaded the gate.

behind.

Sharp knife wind.

"Big brother."

Shen Lian is Xiuchun Dao, the blade is very light, he sideways avoids the blade, his skill is nimble, and the blade catches.

The shoulders sank, the elbows were pressed against the heart, and he rushed out suddenly.

"puff……"

The dragon set is a big man of 1 meters. When Wia got off, the whole person flew upside down, and in mid-air, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

slammed to the ground.

Twitched twice, stared, dead.

Jin Yichuan is a butterfly knife, close to the body and short, and the short knife is like a dagger, attacking the enemy's vital points.

He jumped all over his body, his legs coiled around his head with the strength of a python, and the butterfly knife was as white as snow.

Gently slashing his throat, a small and narrow knife slit spattered blood.

Spinning down, lowering the waist, the footsteps are flying, the butterfly knife focuses on the vital points.

"Hiss..." Ning Hao leaned back, his throat felt cold, and he looked anxious.

So brutal.

Too dangerous.

This is a real sword.

For Wen Yongshan's western sword, if the tip of the sword really stabs, it is not surprising that a hole will be poked out.

Hu Jun said twice.

If the reaction is really slow, the eyes are really blind, and it is all light.

The most desperate is the group performance.

Hu Jun's fluttering knife weighs 8 catties, but it does not sharpen the blade, and the knife is swung on the back. No one knows what it feels like.

but.

These actors don't say a word, but their expressions and movements are very real, acting out the pain of being stabbed.

truth.

An effect that is difficult to achieve in a movie. After all, revealing the true feelings requires attention.

Ning Hao thought, looking sideways at Han Qiao.

Han Qiao's expression was like a machine, he looked at the monitor coldly, and gave orders.

I thought to myself: "Han Qiao is really crazy."

Don't be distracted, OK, I'll tell you the truth, I can't act out the fear of facing crocodiles.

He literally puts alligators in your bed.

The air was filled with the smell of blood. After the rain washed away, muddy water was everywhere, and dark red blood flowed wantonly.

This is not prop blood, but real cow blood.

For this scene, Han Qiao bought 200 catties of fresh cow blood.

The tragic scene in the Shura field.

real scene.

"Brother Han, will this be too bloody?" Ning Hao's face was pale, and he couldn't bear to look, so he looked away.

in front of the monitor.

Han Qiao looked serious and didn't hear.

He raised his voice, sucking in the cold air: "Brother Han?"

"Huh?" Han Qiao replied without taking his eyes off the monitor, "Lao Ning, what's wrong?"

"Will it be too bloody?" Ning Hao pointed at the monitor.

The three brothers fought.

The flying fish clothes were torn into strips, and the clothes were not covering their bodies. The three of them were all in good shape, with well-defined muscles.

Especially Hu Jun.

The muscles in the arms can walk.

The picture is so powerful.

In the heavy rain, in the dark and dim night, three shirtless men were panting violently. The ground was strewn with corpses.

The snow-white long knife, scarlet blood rolled from the blade.

The feeling of martial arts rushed over.

"Bloody, no way." Han Qiao shrugged: "That's the way real martial arts are, one move determines life and death."

Han Qiao pointed at the monitor: "Lao Ning, what do you think of this play?"

Ning Hao watched the play, pondered for a moment, and said, "Brother Han, the play is very good."

it's actually very good.

The 9 camera positions are aimed at the three people and the opponent, and the remaining 3 camera positions, one is a panoramic shot, one is a medium shot, and the other is a short medium shot.

So many seats.

Almost any detail on the actor's face can be captured, and the shot is short and fast.

The conflict is fierce and the fighting is powerful.

There was blood on the knife.

Ning Hao had a great time watching it. However, he is the executive director, and he wanted to persuade the director. He had a subtle expression on his face, and asked worriedly, "Brother Han, if we shoot like this, I'm afraid that Brother Chen Kai will make trouble."

Well known.

Chen Kai criticized Han Qiao. Apart from hype, the most important problem is that Han Qiao's movies are vulgar, violent, and lack connotation and thought.

Ning Hao thought to himself.

Brother Chen Kai was right.

Vulgarity, violence, and gore all perfectly fit Han Qiao's style.

Three muscular men, Wen Yongshan in tights...

Ning Hao was worried about whether the standard could pass the trial.

"Brother Chen Kai." Han Qiao shrugged, waved his hand, and said lightly, "It's nothing to worry about."

Uh.

Ning Hao was silent for a moment, and said in his heart: "6."

Han Qiao didn't care, he pointed to the monitor: "Lao Ning, don't look at the bloody scenes, in fact, there are very few shots available, after editing, it may be less than a minute."

"It's their movement that counts."

Han Qiao glanced at Ning Hao. The feeling of teaching Ning Hao was really good. He coughed and made up: "Xiu Chun Dao is different from other martial arts movies. The real feelings, real scenes, and real kung fu. This is Xiangjiang The essence of kung fu movies."

"but."

Han Qiao smiled and said, "Now Xiangjiang Film has lost its real treasure instead."

There are many types of movies.

Only kung fu movies are China's cultural business card, and Xiangjiang's kung fu movies started with Bruce Lee.

After Bruce Lee's death, Cheng Cage filled the void of Kung Fu stars. His films, mixed with comedy elements and hippie style, adapted to the trend of the times.

In the post-cage era, Jet Li is the third kung fu superstar. The movie "Shaolin Temple" focuses on "true feelings, real scenes, and real kung fu", creating a new style of kung fu movies.

After Jet Li.

Zhen Bullet is the last kung fu star, not a superstar, and the overseas response of the "Ip Man" series is mediocre.

Zhen Bullet is awesome, to put it bluntly, there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings.

later.

Kung fu movies are extinct.

Xiangjiang shouted every day to revitalize Xiangjiang movies, it is better to make a good Kung Fu movie, maybe there is still a chance.

"Xiu Chun Dao is said to be a martial arts movie, but it's actually more like a kung fu movie." Han Qiao said, "Its plot is entirely for fighting."

"Blood is just decoration."

"Old Ning, it is my responsibility to inherit kung fu."

Han Qiao flickered for a while.

Huyou is the door to learn, if it is too thin, it is easy to wear out, if it is too space, it is easy to overturn.

but.

If the pattern is larger, usually nothing will happen.

Ning Hao is a talent, and Han Qiao has high hopes for him.

Ning Hao looked serious, feeling in his heart: "Brother Han, you have big ambitions."

filmed so far.

He admired Han Qiao very much, 9 camera seats, methodical, so rare.

Han Qiao is first-class in training photographers alone.

not to mention.

Ning Hao stared at the monitor, the play was great, the actors and actors were in perfect condition.

Train actors.

Hanqiao is also top notch.

………………

"Crack."

"It's hard work, it's hard work." Han Qiao stood up and took the lead in applauding.

for a while.

The crew applauded.

Now that the filming is over, the sky is glowing white, and the whole crew is exhausted after a whole night of drama.

To be honest, the production team was really not done by people, they didn't earn much money, and their status was low, it felt like they were inferior.

It is estimated that only the writers of broken online novels can empathize.

Far away.

Actors and extras.

Swinging a few kilograms of knives against the icy water, he tossed all night.

When Han Qiao gave an order, some of the tricks, their legs softened, and they sat down on the ground. Within a few seconds, they snored loudly.

Hu Jun, Deng Chao, Zhang Jing, and Wen Yongshan couldn't care less, and fell crookedly.

Tired and paralyzed.

A movie that condenses everyone's efforts.

Han Qiao looked at it.

If this movie doesn't beat Brother Chen Kai, he, Han Qiao, has to apologize.

"Brother Han, the hot water is ready." Old Chen Hou of the production team had dark circles under his eyes after a whole night.

The drama is very hard.

After the play is over, they still have to clean up the set and deal with follow-up matters.

"Okay, old Chen, it's hard work." Han Qiao patted old Chen's shoulder: "We must pay attention to the health of the actors and the actors."

"Ensure that everyone has sufficient hot water and food."

Han Qiao ordered.

It was a very hard night for the actor, and Han Qiao fulfilled his promise: "Brothers, I won't talk too much. The brothers are all tired, and the salary for the night show will be increased by 500."

The group performer was weak and shouted, "Thank you Brother Han."

"Long live Brother Han."

"..."

Sparsely.

Han Qiao continued: "Time Starry Sky welcomes outstanding actors to join us. Brothers will have a staff member register later. From now on, all TV series and movies produced by Times Starry Sky will give priority to the selection of brothers."

a play.

Small special, medium special, large special, prospect...

It's all about opportunity.

The dragon set was suddenly excited, and stayed up all night. A strange energy injected into his body, and he said loudly: "Brother Han, thank you."

"Long live Brother Han."

"Brother Han, good job."

Compared with 500 yuan, Han Qiao's decision made all the players vaguely see a bright future.

Back to the hotel.

Han Qiao just finished washing.

Yang Tianzhen opened the door and came in. Her eyes widened. In her sight, Han Qiao was wearing a scarf around his waist.

Hair is wet.

"Come in without knocking." Han Qiao frowned: "Still watching?"

"I don't look." Yang Tianzhen covered his eyes with both hands, with a gap between his index finger and middle finger, his eyes widened.

If you don't read it, you won't read it.

Brother Han has a really good figure.

Han Qiaote was speechless. Yang Tianzhen knew him too well, so he was a little bit of the same age.

Wearing a bathrobe and wiping her hair with a towel, she asked, "What's the matter early in the morning?"

Yang Tianzhen couldn't get enough of it, and said reluctantly, "Brother Han, the shortlist for the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Awards has been announced."

"Our filmmakers are on Journey, and were shortlisted for the Director's Virgo Award."

"The films shortlisted in the same period are..." Yang Tianzhen read: "Xiao Jiang's "Movie Past""

"Xie Dong's "Winter Solstice""

"In addition to the best debut, there are also, best music, best supporting role..."

"Supporting role is shortlisted: Zhou Xun."

special.

The Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Award is a slap in the face!

The best debut award, well, Han Qiao has made two films, one in 2003, On the Journey, and one in 2004, Nobody.

In 2004, the film that participated in the selection was last year's People on the Journey.

strictly speaking.

It's really his debut.

Based on the achievements of people on embarrassing journey, it was shortlisted for the best debut work, which is dignified.

Or rather.

Based on his achievements in Journey, this award definitely belongs to him.

but.

The best debut work, this dissatisfied boss returned to Xinshou Village to play around.

Most outrageous.

Best Supporting Actress: Zhou Xun.

In the past few years, Zhou Xun has been given the best movie queens, including the Hundred Flowers movie queens.

just now.

Give her the whole Best Supporting Actress, it's no joke.

"When?" Han Qiao asked.

"September 9." Yang Tianzhen replied, "The Golden Rooster Awards Ceremony will be held in Yinchuan."

"Okay, you look at the arrangement."

Han Qiao didn't pay attention to the best debut novel.

"Brother Han, Director Lu Chuan's Hoh Xil will be released on September 9th, and we are invited to attend the premiere."

"Refused." Han Qiao threw away the towel and unscrewed the mineral water: "Little Lu Yi, I don't have time to talk to him."

I thought about it.

The corner of Han Qiao's mouth curled into a smile: "Naive, please prepare a gift for me, and I will ask Qin Lan to attend on my behalf."

"Ok."

The two were talking about work when the doorbell rang outside the door.

Yang Tianzhen opened the door, a little surprised: "Sister Liu."

Liu Xiaoli looked into the room and looked a little unnatural when she saw Han Qiao: "Naive, are you and Xiaoqiao busy now?"

"Not busy." Yang Tianzhen closed the document and rubbed the soles of his feet with oil: "Sister Liu, I remembered that I had a courier but didn't receive it. I went to pick up the courier."

go forward.

When closing the door, he glanced at Liu Xiaoli, who followed Han Qiao 24 hours a day.

I have already seen the tricks of the two of them.

Close the door.

Yang Tianzhen muttered to himself: "Aunt Liu is so old, what exactly does Brother Han want to do?"

What Han Qiao wants to do is very simple.

"Sister, it's strange." Han Qiao was generous, not hiding it at all: "Miss me? I still want to hug."

"Shameless." Liu Xiaoli stared, swearing: "Hurry up and put it away, what are you talking about?"

"I don't need my sister's help."

For some things, if the offline breakthrough is made, then there is no bottom line.

last night.

The two were having a friendly exchange, and when they opened the door, their six eyes met.

that scene.

It's just impossible to see.

The moonlight is very white.

Han Qiao only remembered that he took a hot bath.

"Shameless, shameless." Liu Xiaoli scolded, blurting out a lifetime of swear words, and finally, taking a deep breath, asked: "Li Bingbing, what are you going to do?"

"Kill it." Han Qiao shrugged, "At night."

"Han Qiao!" Liu Xiaoli trembled angrily, and growled, "Don't play dumb, let me tell you, if you can't handle this matter well, I..."

"I won't let you go."

Han Qiao continued talking, regardless of Liu Xiaoli's ugly face, he stretched out his arms to hug her.

Hold on.

Let go of me, beast, what do you want! "

Turn around.

Liu Xiaoli struggled desperately, in this posture, she might as well be dead, and roared, "Let go of me... beast... beast, you're going to suffer a thousand knives..."

"Don't move." Han Qiao's face was painful.

Liu Xiaoli didn't dare to move immediately.

The eyebrows stretched: "Sister, you can move now."

"Fuck you."

(End of this chapter)