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When Wang Jiawei came to visit the class, Wu Jing and Li Zizhong were confused and couldn't figure out why Wang Sunjing came here.

They have no friendship or business dealings.

Ding Xiu thought of something, slapped his forehead and said, "It seems they are looking for me."

During the day, Wang Jiawei asked him to have dinner in the evening, but he forgot about it in a hurry.

The scenes in the evening were heavier and more difficult. When I was so busy, I couldn't even think about eating, and the time passed before I knew it.

"I'm sorry, Director Wang, I'm a little busy today and I forgot my agreement with you. I'm sorry."

Wang Jiawei just walked in, and Ding Xiu apologized before he opened his mouth.

Seeing Ding Xiu admitting his mistake so kindly and sincerely, Wang Jiawei, who was originally angry, felt much better, and his desire to challenge Ding Xiu to a duel was extinguished.

Forget it, let him go.

"It's okay. Everyone is busy sometimes. When I was busy, I could turn off my phone for half a year and my mother couldn't find me. It's even more exaggerated than you."

"Director Wang, I may not be able to make a dinner date tonight. There is a night scene that may require overtime work. I can't do without it."

Ding Xiu's next words aroused Wang Jiawei's anger again. Not to mention letting him go, he didn't have time after he came to the door. If he really couldn't beat him, he really wanted to grab Ding Xiu's neck and ask: "What the hell do you want?" Don’t you want to listen to what you are saying?”

"If you have time, who says you don't have time." Wu Jing suddenly stood up and smiled at Wang Jiawei: "Director Wang, we will shoot one scene tonight and call it a day."

Hearing two different statements at once, Wang Jiawei looked at Ding Xiu in confusion.

Ding Xiu said he didn't have time and was very busy. Wu Jing said it was just one scene and the work would be over after filming. Who was telling the truth?

"Director Wang, it's like this. Our scene is a martial arts scene. There are more than one fight. We tried it but it was not easy to shoot. You are an expert. Why don't you give us some suggestions?"

The two directors were at a loss, so Wu Jing turned to Wang Jiawei.

In the directing industry, Wang Jiawei is indeed a master, and his art of camera language is much better than his junior brother.

His skills can be seen from the fact that he has won so many Best Director awards.

Wu Jing's attitude was very clear. If you want to take Ding Xiu away, you can, but you have to help us get this scene done first. Otherwise, if we keep filming, we may not be able to finish it in the middle of the night.

"That's it, the martial arts scene is trivial. Let me watch the replay." Wang Sunjing just thought for two seconds and came to the monitor.

Wu Jing and Li Zizhong quickly gave up their seats and stood obediently on the left and right sides.

After watching the first playback, Wong Kar-wai said nothing and watched it again. Then he stared at the screen and said, "The camera is wrong. You can zoom in a little closer. Also, pay attention to the angle. It is best to switch between the third perspective and the second perspective. This way the sense of immersion is stronger.”

"In addition, there are also problems with martial arts. The pace is too fast. An exciting fight scene is not about how many people you can fight. The important thing is to let the audience see how powerful the protagonist is."

"You can use a few slow motions here to make Ding Xiu's Baji Fist slower. The damage and impact will be stronger, and it won't make the other sets appear idle."

"Isn't it a rainy day outside? Let's use the rain. Raindrops fall, fists fall, and people lie down. Pay attention to the scenery. Don't make it so empty. The sense of space is too weak. Isn't there a wall there? Let's start the fight from there. …”

Wang Jiawei was a little bit tired of filming, and his directing skills were really bad. Wu Jing and Li Zizhong were enlightened by the operation, and they had admiration on their faces.

According to Wang Jiawei, Wu Jing rearranged the group performances, and Ding Xiu cooperated on the scene. After a while, the arrangements were made and filming started again.

This time it was a formal shoot.

The field affairs are laid out and everyone is mobilized.

In front of the monitor, Wang Jiawei clasped his hands on his chest, leaned back on the chair, and quietly watched the scene that was about to appear next.

"Snapped!"

With Baji's full firepower, Ding Xiu rushed towards dozens of men in black. His elbows were like spears, hitting and sweeping away. The two men in black were hit on the face and chest and fell down.

Fists, feet, claws, knees, elbows, arms, every time Ding Xiu made a move, someone fell down.

In the director's studio, Wang Jiawei did not call for a break, but pointed to the screen and said: "We need to do slow motion here, and give the extras a shot of bloody teeth falling out, and they also have to vomit blood in their mouths."

"Also here, the extra actor was kicked on the calf. The camera slowed down a little to show Ding Xiu's sense of strength."

"Don't be so subtle with this punch. For movies, it's okay to be exaggerated. Just shoot it so that your body flies three meters away, hits the wall and falls, and the wall peels off."

Wu Jing was so surprised that he nodded repeatedly and quickly took out a small notebook to write down the key points.

Seven or eight minutes later, the scene was finished. Ding Xiu took Zhao Liying's towel and wiped the rain off his head. Many extras sought shelter from the rain.

This kind of martial arts scene can't be filmed in one sitting. Everyone knows that it will have to be filmed again in a while.

Maybe ten more times.

But what everyone didn't expect was that after Ding Xiu took one shot, the director didn't call it a block.

"Each department will take a ten-minute break. It's time to reapply makeup. Filming will resume in a while."

"Brother Xiu, we have something to discuss. Let's do some martial arts."

Gathering together Ding Xiu and several martial artists, Wu Jing told what Wang Jiawei had said, and then asked Ding Xiu to decide how to knock people away, how to punch with power, and how to design his own moves.

After all, when it comes to being good at kung fu and having a deep understanding of Bajiquan, maybe Ding Xiu dares to say he is second, but no one dares to say he is first.

"No problem." These are all trivial to Ding Xiu, and then he asked his own question: "Don't you want this one just now?"

Wu Jing said: "No, this is mainly a sample, let Director Wang analyze the overall situation."

Ding Xiu looked towards the director's studio: "Wang Jiawei is directing now?"

Wu Jingshan smiled: "Absolutely."

Now that Wang Jiawei had been invited, he and Li Zizhong had no chance to speak. Besides, neither of them had the courage to point fingers in front of Wang Jiawei.

It's just a show, they invited people over, so of course it's whatever they say.

If you have any different opinions, you can't say them here. If you're really not satisfied, just reshoot another day.

"It's over, I can't leave tonight." Ding Xiu said, patting his forehead.

Wang Sunjing is a well-known director. This scene could be shot in a few days rather than in a few hours.

Wu Jing grinned and said: "Don't worry, Director Wang said it will be done in a while, it won't take long."

"Really?" Ding Xiu couldn't believe it.

"I don't know if it's true or not, but he said it himself." Patting Ding Xiu on the shoulder, Wu Jing continued: "Get ready first, I will explain something to Lu Jingshan."

This scene was about rescuing the heroine Xiaohe. According to the original script, there were only a few scenes of Lu Jingshan being hung in the air by a rope.

But now, after Wang Jiawei's guidance, the camera angle has been changed. When filming Ding Xiu, Lu Jingshan will be filmed, so the person must be hung up the whole time.

"All departments are prepared."

"Three two one, let's go!"

"For the group performances from 1 to 20, run slowly and don't go too fast."

"Number 20 to 30, come on."

"On the 8th, 9th and 10th, it's your turn. The camera will take a close-up."

"Brother Xiu, please slow down."

"Click!"

"Is the injured person okay? The medical staff will check it and the filming will continue."

"Click, pass, next item."

"This one doesn't work, let's retake it."

"Strength, I want a sense of strength. Those behind me should not run around and rearrange their positions."

"Who is that? You guys don't need to move the whole time. Just stand here. When the time comes, listen to the command and lie down and howl."

"Brother Xiu, martial arts is real, but you must also pay attention to the camera. You didn't look at the camera just now, and we didn't capture your face, which is equivalent to NG."

"Brother Xiu, give me a cold, fierce look."

The filming of this scene started at eight o'clock. It was originally expected to be completed before twelve o'clock. After Wang Jiawei arrived, one-third of the progress was not completed by twelve o'clock.

The rain has stopped a long time ago, and sprinklers will be used to make artificial rainfall.

The whole time everyone only heard Wang Jiawei's roar.

After entering the scene, Wang Jiawei seemed to have forgotten why he came to see Ding Xiu today, and now he was completely in working mode.

Seeing how serious he was, Wu Jing was embarrassed to bother him.

After finishing the late night snack, the shooting continued.

We shot more than a dozen scenes in the first half of the night. The second half of the night was better and the progress was much faster. But with the previous ones included, the overall progress of this scene was almost one-third.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Wu Jing had no choice but to shout stop.

In the director's booth, Wang Jiawei clasped his hands and held his chin up to watch the replay, accompanied by two directors, Wu Jing and Li Zizhong.

In one night, all the shots combined were less than two minutes.

Looking at the two minutes of footage, Wu Jing thought of the first time they filmed it, and felt a sense of shame.

I can only say that the master is worthy of being a master, and the shots he took are indeed beautiful.

In the picture, Ding Xiu is a killer with strong martial arts skills. His movements are sharp and concise, and every move is aimed at killing people.

On a rainy night, dozens of men in black carried knives but no umbrellas.

Ding Xiu was a master of Baji Quan with his bare hands. Whether they were holding daggers or baseball bats, they all fell at his feet.

Rainwater, accompanied by blood, flowed into the nearby drainage ditch.

"It's a pity that Ding Xiu here should have worn a black suit and tie to suit the occasion. He also changed his hairstyle. He looks handsome with a slicked back hair."

"It would be even more perfect if I had a little more beard."

After watching the video, Wang Jiawei said with emotion.

Wu Jing looked strange: "Director Wang, in the setting of our play, the character played by Brother Xiu is a killer of unknown origin. He is not a rich man. When his clothes are torn, they are mended. Isn't it a bit awkward to wear a suit?" Doesn’t fit the image?”

"And he was wearing this set of green casual clothes in our previous scenes. It would be too abrupt to change now."

"The beard is also a bit unrealistic. In terms of setting, the character is only in his twenties."

With a slicked back hair, a suit, and a beard, Wu Jing wondered if Wang Jiawei had gone crazy while directing all night. What was going through his mind?

What you say is completely wrong.

Wang Jiawei slapped his forehead and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I brought him into my new play. By the way, I forgot to ask you about your overall style before. This night was all shot casually. It may be different from yours." The style is different, I can’t use any of the pictures, I have to reshoot them.”

"Cough cough cough!" The heroine Lu Jingshan came over to tell the director. She went back to the hotel to rest. When she arrived, she heard Wang Jiawei's words and couldn't help but cough.

She was hung up all night, and her hands were numb all over her body.

Those extras were soaked in the rain all night and fell countless times. Ding Xiu had to work on makeup, costumes, props, cameras, and lighting for so long. In the end, Wang Jiawei said he couldn't have any of these scenes.

How about playing?

"I'm sorry, director, I'm a bit cold." Lu Jingshan said to Wu Jing, "I'll go back to the hotel to rest first. See you in the afternoon."

"See you in the afternoon, bye."

Without stopping, Lu Jingshan really didn't want to see Wang Jiawei's face.

Walking out of the director's studio and looking at the large row of extras lying against the wall, she sighed. She really couldn't bear to tell these people that everything she filmed last night was in vain.

Wang Jiawei stood up and said: "These shots are good. It would be a pity to delete them. I will learn from them later."

Wu Jing's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. One second he asked them to delete it, and the next second he wanted to use it. If it weren't for Wang Jiawei in front of him, he would really rush up and beat him up.

"It's okay, Director Wang, you can use it, just don't overlap it too much. We still have to cut some scenes into the main film."

This scene was directed by Wang Jiawei, and he wanted to use it. It was hard for Wu Jing to refute, let alone what they said was a reference. As for the extent of reference, he believed that Wang Jiawei should have an idea.

Taking a step back, Wang Jiawei's new movie has not even been launched. With his urine, it is possible to film it for two or three years. By then, Wolf Fang has already been released, and there is no competition between us.

Lang Ya comes first, followed by Wang Jiawei. Even if this scene is suspected of plagiarism, the audience knows who is who and who is who.

"I just like Bajiquan and fighting on a rainy night, but I don't care about anything else."

Wang Jiawei gave his own answer, which made Wu Jing and Li Zizhong breathe a sigh of relief. Strictly speaking, Wang Jiawei's statement was not a reference.

Fighting on a rainy night is a very common scene in kung fu movies. As for using Bajiquan, there is nothing to say, because there is no exclusive copyright for this thing, including the moves. They were passed down by the ancestors. No one dares to say that they are their own.

"It's dawn. I'm leaving. See you later."

"Director Wang, walk slowly."

After walking out of the director's studio and onto the street outside, Wang Jiawei was still thinking about the shooting scene, and the more he thought about it, the more satisfied he became.

As he was thinking about it, he didn't know how much time had passed before he suddenly thought: "What did I do on the set in the first place?"

In the crew and director's studio, Li Zizhong asked Wu Jing: "Do we really need to reshoot it? Wouldn't it be such a pity?"

"Reshoot." Wu Jing gritted his teeth and said, "Wang Jiawei is right, the shooting style is a bit different from the previous ones, and it is not harmonious together."

"However, we can learn from many of the shots, and we can even carry them over intact, which is much better than the original two-eyes blackout."

In one night, everyone has forgotten what the style was like before and what it is like now.

Wang Jiawei's filming of this scene was too detailed, and the style was different from the previous ones, so he had to give up. If he didn't want to give up, he could only invite Wang Jiawei to come over and help reshoot the previous scenes, but this was impossible.

In the end, they still have to rely on themselves.

But Wu Jing believes that with this base shot, it will be much better if we shoot again tonight.