The actor's mental state is not stable

Chapter 34 Finished (twice)

Huo Yunting pushed aside the extra performers around him, and hurried to help the fainted buddy up.

"Brother, brother, are you okay?"

Seeing that he was still half awake, Huo Yunting was startled.

Don't you fucking break this man's carotid artery?It's not worthwhile to make a film with a murder case.

Huo Yunting hurriedly greeted the accompanying doctor of the film crew, pinched him and performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and it took him a while to wake him up.

"Brother, I'm really sorry, that kick was too violent just now."

"It's okay, Master Huo. It's me who is too careless."

A Yao came back to his senses, and hurriedly got up and waved to Huo Yunting to apologize.

The famous Zhou Xingchi wanted to call him Master Huo, even if he was beaten to a ruptured carotid artery today, he would have to admit it.

Looking at A Yao's humble appearance, Huo Yunting couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

How similar.

Almost another old me.

No, it should be said that no matter where it is, the figure props are the same.

Huo Yunting was looking for clothes and asked for his own clothes, he rummaged through them, there were about 200, and he stuffed them all to A Yao.

"Take it." Patting him on the shoulder, Huo Yunting walked towards Zhou Xingchi, followed by Ayao's grateful eyes.

"Director Zhou, is this okay?"

"It's still relatively ok." Zhou Xingchi made an OK gesture, "Master Huo, let's take a break, and it's Master Zhao next."

There was an empty chair beside Hong Jinbao, and there was a hurriedly-looking theater manager beside him who said it was reserved for him.

Sitting down, Hong Jinbao next to him handed over a bottle of mineral water.

"Thank you, Brother Hong." Huo Yunting was not polite, took the water bottle, and poured down half of it.

Hong Jinbao still sat upright, staring at the middle of the set, without saying a word, ignoring Huo Yunting's thanks.

And Huo Yunting was not annoyed, he put his arms on his thighs and silently looked ahead.

Neither of them spoke, but they were full of aura, and it could be said that silence speaks louder than words.

Except for Yuan Hua and Yuan Qiu, who was smoking a cigarette, almost no one dared to step forward.

After a long time, when Dong Zhihua had already entered the field with a long spear, Hong Jinbao suddenly spoke.

"Master Huo, I took the liberty to invite you from Beiping to Shanghai earlier, and I'm here to say sorry."

Huo Yunting waved his hand, "Brother Hong, you are serious. I will reimburse you for the air ticket. You can come to Shanghai for sightseeing."

Then the atmosphere fell into a long silence.

Why is the atmosphere so weird?

Yuan Qiu let out a long puff of smoke, and was about to say a few words when Yuan Hua hurriedly pulled him aside.

"Why pull me?"

"Please have some good eyesight."

After a while, Hong Jinbao said slowly, "I heard that you are in the crew of "Ping Zong Xia Ying", and—"

"Master Huo! Come on, there is a shot to be retaken!"

Hearing Zhou Xingchi's greeting, Huo Yunting got up and threw the mineral water bottle into the trash can behind him.

"Brother Hong, I'm sorry, I have some things to talk about later. Director Zhou is saying hello."

After that, he left in a hurry.

Seeing Huo Yunting trot all the way away to the muscular figure, Hong Jinbao let out a long sigh, and kept the rest of the words in his heart and didn't say anything.

"Ugh……"

Called by Zhou Xingchi, Huo Yunting didn't take it seriously.

Make up for it, it's a very common thing.

However, he soon discovered that what he and Zhou Xingchi understood were different.

His so-called make-up shot, from 10:30 am to [-] pm, at least dozens of shots were made up.

Many of the group performers were kicked out by him hanging Wia, and flew upside down for more than ten meters, almost catching up with Superman.

It's just that after many shots were taken with great effort, Zhou Xingchi watched it once and said no.

It made Huo Yunting go crazy, you don't want this clip, why did you make up for him?

But when he saw that Zhao Zhiling and Dong Zhihua had the same frantic expressions as he did, he felt much more at ease.

At five or six o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was setting and it was a good time to take pictures of the dusk.

Zhou Xingchi quickly asked people to set up the machine to grab the density, and then he wanted to shoot the clip of the three masters competing on the stairs after being driven away by the charter woman, and going their separate ways.

He had been with Zhao Zhiling and Dong Zhihua for a long time before,
But when the three of them officially fought, Zhou Xingchi was not satisfied with four or five consecutive shots.

When asked the reason at the end, the big head was actually on me, followed by Zhao Zhiling.Dong Zhihua, who was born short-lived in martial arts, is the one with the least problem.

"Brother, give them instructions on how to move."

Zhou Xingchi waved his hand to greet Hong Jinbao, and then talked about the problem between Huo Yunting and the two of them.

"Master Huo, Master Zhao, your question is too real, do you understand me?"

"We are making a movie, not going to kill people. The enjoyment should be greater than the actual combat."

This was said in private, not in front of Dong Zhihua.

Huo Yunting and Zhao Zhiling looked at each other.

After a while, Hong Jinbao brought Lin Keming and Yuan Heping to this side.

According to the clips of the previous sparring, analyze their problems frame by frame.

Looking at Hong Jinbao's burly body, he played a set of silky combos that flowed like flowing water.

Huo Yunting understood a little bit.

It seems that some understand why Chuanwu has declined.

He suddenly remembered the tinkers he had when he was a child, but now there are fewer and fewer.

It suddenly reminded me of the first industrial revolution I learned in history class in high school.

He still remembers it clearly, and the mark is that Hargreaves invented the jenny loom in 1765.

Back then it was a process of mutual benefit.

like now.

"...Brother Hong, I know where the problem is, please demonstrate it again."

Some things, it's good to know, but in this day and age, it's tasteless.

Maybe there is some collection value.

After shooting the clip of the three masters fighting on the stairs, Huo Yunting's role is basically over.

A few days later, taking advantage of that night's time, he filmed his last scene.

Walking on a country road with a bag on his back, he collapsed at the request of the director.

Then he killed it.

"Master Huo, congratulations, it's over."

Zhou Xingchi walked over clapping, and the rest of the crew also clapped.

"Master Huo, you have been working hard these days."

Zhou Xingchi patted him on the shoulder, and stuffed an envelope and a red envelope into his hands.

Inside the envelope is the final payment of the salary, and inside the red envelope is 880.

After all, his way of death is not very auspicious. If he dies by decapitation, or dies in a foreign country, the share should be larger.

Stayed another night at the hotel, and left early the next morning.

Zhou Xingchi, Hong Jinbao, Yuan Hua, Zhao Zhiling, Dong Zhihua and others came to see them off, the row of noodles was full.

"Goodbye, Master Huo."

"Brother Dong, I'll treat you to a drink when I get back to Peking."

"Master Huo, go slowly."

"Director Zhou, I wish you a big box office success in advance."

"Master Huo, you are not too young, don't you consider asking for a wife? Shall I introduce one for you?"

After shaking hands with everyone in turn, Yuan Hua said with a teasing smile.

Huo Yunting shook his head, "How can a martial arts practitioner be bothered by the affection of his children? I am not a womanizer."

"As the saying goes, Liu Xiahui stays in the arms, but sex is empty Zhang Sanfeng."

Everyone who said this laughed, and Sammo Hung also patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Master Huo, it seems that we haven't added any contact information yet?"

"Brother Hong, how can I have the nerve to have such a big wrist?"

"Oh, a real gentleman like you must get acquainted."

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