I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 616 614. Now divided...

"Oh, are you okay? Are you okay?"

Yang Mi quickly stepped forward to help him calm down.

Zhang Jin didn't speak... and couldn't speak.

At this moment, he could only wave his hands in vain, bending over and continuing to retching.

This time... others don't know what it feels like.

But he knows.

There is a saying in the martial arts industry that when you move your eyebrows, your heart will move, and your arms will move with all your strength.

The latter sentence talks about the importance of exerting force on the shoulder muscles when exerting force.

To put it bluntly, if you know how to use your waist and shoulders when hitting someone, you are considered a beginner.

Yang Mi's punch was exerted on the waist and smooth in the middle, and that palm was the "tip".

She exerted all her strength, and then she took that small half step.

If it hits him on the body, there is no shield that can stop it... The energy is coming through. In addition, the director won't let him hold back the breath. He is out of breath and has nothing to protect his lungs. Being able to spit out this mouthful... means it's nothing. thing.

What I'm afraid of is that if I can't even vomit, I have internal injuries.

Therefore, he waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and then, with the other party helping him to lift his arms bit by bit, he finally took a deep breath before slowly raising his waist.

"Fortunately, it has a mezzanine, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to bear it."

"It's okay."

Yang Mi also breathed a sigh of relief.

Then both of them looked at the director.

Wang Jiawei was also very satisfied and decided to use this intensity on the spot.

Then, it was Yang Mi's turn.

Ma San had three punches and one knee on her chest here, and it was these three punches and one knee that caused Gong Er's internal injuries.

Just like his own thoughts just now.

If he could spit out a mouthful of blood and remove the blood from the internal injuries, then Gong Er could still live.

Once the injury is healed, you can recover.

But equally, if this tone was gone, she wouldn't be able to fight this match.

Therefore, she chose to hold down her breath and fight to the death with Ma San.

Only then did he suffer from an incurable disease that could no longer be healed. In his later years, he could only rely on opium to relieve pain.

To put it bluntly in this scene, there is no one who is good or not.

It makes no sense for her to keep beating Zhang Jin while she suffers no loss at all.

No such thing.

Whether everyone was beaten or vomited, it was actually all for this fighting scene.

So she also wanted to try protection.

Ma San's three punches are not the problem, the most critical thing is the knee.

How to control the strength of this knee, how to achieve the kind of tension the director wants, how to prevent yourself...

How to guard against it? Wear protective gear.

Moreover, because Gong Er's image is a cheongsam underneath a cloak, her protective gear is actually more extreme than Zhang Jin's.

There is no way to choose a particularly hard one, so you can only rely on acrylic sheets or soft bamboo sheets that are specially customized according to the contours of the body.

Originally I could use a stand-in for this job.

But so far, no one in the crew has used any stand-in...

No one is embarrassed to say this.

After Yang Mi tied on the protective gear with the help of several stylists, she punched herself twice to feel the strength.

good……

A little jarring, but not painful.

Zhang Jin, on the other hand, was wearing cotton kneepads.

After both sides were finished, the two stood in front of the camera again.

"I'll kick it from here soon..."

After he gestured for the route, Yang Mi nodded.

This was designed in advance, just under her right breast.

As soon as the knee comes forward, he will retreat.

For buffering, the acrylic plate here is also concave into an oval shape, giving itself the maximum buffering space.

"I'll slash, you block, then give me two punches..."

"Yes, two punches will leave you wide open. Raise your hand, I will step back and push forward like a whip..."

"Yeah. Just use your strength. I guess the director will be dissatisfied if your strength is too weak..."

The two of them practiced the tricks for a few minutes, and when they saw that they were almost done, they planned to start.

As a result, the originally noisy waiting room became quiet again.

Just now, everyone in the crew had seen how Yang Mi "beat" Zhang Jin. And now Zhang Jin is about to "beat" Yang Mi.

They also wanted to see what the effect would be.

So, the two of them waited until Wang Jiawei said, "It's time to start." Yang Mi rushed up with a strong step, and struck Zhang Jin's heavenly spirit down with a palm.

Zhang Jin raised his arm to resist. Under the reaction force, Yang Mi's hand rebounded, and the empty goal was exposed.

Then without saying a word, he clenched his fist and punched Yang Mi twice quickly on the sternum.

I have to admit that his ability to find positions is really accurate.

I also knew that Yang Mi was still breastfeeding, so she didn't dare to touch her breasts at all, so she punched her right between her collarbone and her heart, and one side landed just below her throat.

Moreover, this kind of fist strength is very weak and does not hurt at all.

But it’ll look great when played.

It feels very honest.

The moment Yang Mi felt herself being hit, her body shook and her hands opened.

Zhang Jin took half a step back, and then used a kick that was very similar to Muay Thai to hit her right liver and gallbladder area.

Everyone heard a sound... similar to the "clicking" sound when pressing the middle of the can bottle cap. Then Yang Mi jumped back and flew out, hitting the apprentice who was playing Ma San'er for a while. In the arms of those martial arts men.

These people were waiting for her especially, after all, Wia hadn't been hung up yet.

After catching Yang Mi, several people did not dare to move and quickly checked to see if Sister Mi was okay.

"Cough cough cough..."

Because she was wearing protective gear, Yang Mi couldn't bend her body. She coughed a few times and said:

"Hel me up."

After several people floated her upright, Zhang Jin also came over:

"How's it going? Can you handle it?"

"It's okay, nothing happened!"

She smiled and shook her head:

"I was hit just once and I was shocked, but it doesn't matter, I can bear it!... Director, can we do this?"

"The impact of the picture is not very strong... You two try it again. Mimi, you can create a... feeling of being hit, the feeling of going from stillness to movement..."

After hearing this, Yang Mi thought for a while and said:

"It's like being hit suddenly. The body flew backward first, and then the head was stretched forward... What does it feel like to be beaten by Sanjiang Water?"

"Yes! It needs to have a strong sense of impact to express the heavy feeling of Ma San's kick."

"Okay, then come again!"

She didn't mind the director's idea of ​​borrowing the body language designed by her husband, so she readily agreed.

Then……

Flying out again.

Then he flew out again...

I flew three or four times in a row, and in the end even the other people who were used to Director Wang's detailed shots many times were a little speechless.

Director... do you want to torture people like this?

This is just a test shot, not a formal shot... Why are you so serious when it comes to finding the feeling and tricks?

but……

Be it Yang Mi or Zhang Jin, they are so dedicated.

Especially Yang Mi.

She is obviously an actress, but Guang Fei has flown out several times now. No matter how hard Zhang Jin holds back her strength, most people can't stand it... She has never heard the words "pain" or "pain" in her mouth. "Take it easy" is a painful word.

Tsk…

…

After finally deciding on the "feel" that would best meet the director's desire for impact and beauty, it was time for the crew to have dinner in the evening.

I am destined to work overtime tonight.

Taking advantage of the good wind and snow, everyone wanted to finish filming the ending of Gong Er and Ma San as soon as possible.

The same goes for Yang Mi.

But she ate in the RV.

While eating, Sun Ting helped her apply safflower oil.

Looking at the bruises on her sister's belly and ribs, she thought for a while and said:

"Sister, why don't you... tell Director Wang and let's get through it. This hurts too much..."

"It's fine."

Yang Mi waved her hands indifferently, turned to look at herself in the mirror, and said:

"Isn't it just a bruise? It's normal. The guard panel is convex, and the impact force is all around this area. It's normal to be like this after being hit a few times. It doesn't hurt, so why are you so delicate?"

"But……"

Sun Ting seemed to want to say something else, but Yang Mi sneered:

"Tch, it's not as serious as when I was beaten by Wia for a day in "The Condor". It doesn't matter. If you can't endure this kind of hardship, why should you get those millions in salary?"

These words seemed to cheer me up, and also seemed to be "hypnotizing" myself.

But it's true...she's not the kind of person who can't endure hardship.

Although she had indeed lived a pampered life in the past few years, in the early years when she and her husband first got together, they were always on the lookout for power and could not even get down.

My waist was strangled with wire ropes and straps, and I could endure it even though my skin was bald and bleeding. This injury was really nothing.

only……

"I'm not allowed to tell you, Brother Xu, did you hear that?"

She "warned" Sun Ting:

"Don't talk too much. The filming of this scene is almost over. Don't make me uncomfortable."

She is really not the kind of child who goes home and complains when she is wronged outside.

Not since childhood.

But Cao Cao Cao Cao was about to arrive. As soon as she finished speaking, the phone rang, and a young child's voice rang:

"Mom, dad called you~"

This is the ringtone she specially changed for Xu Xin.

When it comes to importing ringtones from Apple, it's really troublesome. She spent a long time studying Apple's music software to get it right.

When she heard the ringtone, she looked at Sun Ting speechlessly:

"Did you tell your brother Xu?"

"...Huh? I didn't."

Sun Ting quickly shook her head.

Yang Mi felt relieved and answered the phone:

"Hello?"

"Shall I go find you?"

"……ah?"

Yang Mi was stunned:

"What?"

"I said, I'll go find you."

There was warmth in Xu Xin's words.

"I just had a chat with Lao Zhu, and I estimate that it will take at least ten days and a half to get the fine cutting done. There's nothing going on at the factory, how about I go find you? How's the progress over there? It probably still needs some time. How many days?”

"Well……"

Yang Mi subconsciously glanced at the mirror next to her.

After thinking about it in the room filled with the aroma of safflower oil, he said:

"My side may only be over for a day or two. Just wait for me and forget it. Don't bother."

"I'm going to help you take care of the child."

"...It's not necessary. If everything goes well, we may finish filming tonight."

"Well……"

His warm mood subsided slightly:

"The finale, so fast? It's not like his style."

"It's the ending of a martial arts drama, not a literary drama. The martial arts drama itself was shot very quickly..."

"...You don't want me to go over?"

Suddenly, Xu Xin asked this question without thinking.

Yang Mi was stunned...

"……Why do you say that?"

"Because you lied. Wang Jiawei shoots martial arts scenes quickly? Don't be ridiculous. Liang Chaowei took a month to shoot one fighting scene."

"..."

have to.

There is no need for Sun Ting to say anything now.

She let it slip herself.

"Tsk."

Seeing her slap her mouth, there was no movement from Xu Xin's side.

After about two or three seconds, Xu Xin's voice came to mind again:

"I'm afraid that after a long day, you'll be upset when you go back to take care of the children."

"...I don't want you to see me struggling here. After all, there are bound to be bumps in this fight..."

Sun Ting's nose moved.

The smell of rancid dog food in the house has become visibly stronger.

"Then I won't go."

"Then come here."

"..."

"..."

Sun Ting had silently tightened the bottle of safflower oil.

No, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

Escape is the best option.

She walked out of the house and smelled the cool air outside.

I suddenly felt much more comfortable.

call……

You said these two people are really strange. They have children, how can they be bored every day?

Nasty...

She pouted.

At this time, the sound of "dong dong dong" sounded.

Turning around to where the sound came from, Yang Mi's face appeared in front of the RV window, waving to her.

She quickly turned back.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

"Brother Xu, here you are. You are not bringing Mengmeng with you this time. You can find a car to pick him up. Don't bother Teacher Benshan and the others. Then you call Uncle Gawa and ask him to prepare some gifts and take the car to them. Airport. Mr. Motoyama’s apprentices who recently came to visit the crew will be given four boxes each to see how many heads there are. I asked you, Brother Xu, to bring them here this time."

"Mmm Good."

Sun Ting nodded, took out her mobile phone, and started busy.

After giving the instructions, Yang Mi's safflower oil was almost dry, and she started to put on clothes.

"Oh yes, remind me, take a shower in the car after work. Brother Xu will definitely feel distressed if he smells the smell of safflower oil on me."

"Hmm... Sister, please be careful."

"Do not worry."

Yang Mi smiled and nodded:

"I'll be very careful."

…

"...Brother Xu."

Diaobingshan Railway Station, the parking lot of the "The Grandmaster" crew.

Sun Ting looked at Xu Xin, who was wearing a mask and woolen hat, and hurried over.

Xu Xin nodded in response, and then asked:

"It's not over yet for you?"

"No... didn't sister not let you come?"

"So I came here secretly."

Because he was wearing a mask, Sun Ting couldn't see his expression, but his tone could be heard to be somewhat relaxed.

It was already past 9 p.m., but the crew was far from getting off work.

Originally, I got to work late.

I don't go to work until 2pm, and I have been preparing for this night scene for the past few days, so it is normal to be busy until 11 or 12pm every day.

Xu Xin also knew this situation and asked while walking towards the train station scenic area:

"How was the filming?"

"...That's it. Good luck."

In front of Xu Xin, Sun Ting said something.

In her opinion, Wang Jiawei was just trying to get lucky.

It is normal to repeat each scene three or four times, and then find the best version among these scenes to use.

After hearing this, Xu Xin didn't say anything. After continuing to walk all the way inside, he soon saw the platform with the lights on and the train that started to smoke.

"What is this scene about?"

he asked.

"It was Gong Er who blocked Ma San from going home for the New Year at the train station. The two of them had a fight scene at the end."

"Then this train..."

"Half of it is a real scene, and the second half is covered with green cloth and made with special effects. It seems to be the plot of Ma San's head hitting the train and then lying on the ground..."

Following Sun Ting's explanation, Xu Xin more or less had an idea.

Then he heard someone shouting over there:

"All departments are quiet and ready to start filming."

Seeing this, he took a few steps quickly and reached the edge of the crowd.

All the crew members are watching here.

Hearing the footsteps, several members of the crew turned their heads and glanced.

Even though Xu Xin was wearing a mask, no one cared.

Because they were covering up even more tightly than Xu Xin, and they were equipped with all the equipment that could keep them warm outdoors, such as hats and big scarves. A person wearing a mask doesn't look as weird as these people.

Xu Xin stood aside without saying a word, just focusing on his wife and Zhang Jin who were five steps away.

From the perspective of light and shadow effects, it’s pretty good.

The atmosphere of this scene should be great.

But if it were him, he would take care of it... Hi.

What are you thinking about?

Shaking his head, he lowered the brim of his hat, took a step back, pulled down his mask and lit a cigarette.

The smoke mixed with the breath, blowing out a handful of wind and snow.

And he narrowed his eyes in the wind and snow.

He doesn't understand martial arts either.

In other words, he doesn’t understand many things in this world.

But it doesn’t matter…

It’s enough that he understands movies.

There were a lot of cameras in the scene between the two of them. At a quick glance, there were six or seven of them.

As the scorer was playing the game, the two of them faced off at first. After a few seconds, Zhang Jin suddenly made a lowering movement and made a boxing start with his hands.

Quite handsome.

but……

When he moves, his wife moves too.

I don't know how she did it, but she hugged her hands in a circle and made a very elegant and delicate starting gesture.

Zhang Jin's feet moved step by step, sending out large swaths of snowflakes and rushing towards Yang Mi.

Although he couldn't see Yang Mi's expression clearly, her overall temperament was particularly calm.

It gave Xu Xin a feeling of movement and stillness.

However... Zhang Jin seemed a little too hasty. I always feel that the word "violent" would be more appropriate here. He expressed it too urgently.

In Lao Xu's script, Ma San is not a foolhardy and "brave" person.

On the contrary, he is very good at using his brain and knows how to judge the situation.

And at heart, he is an egoist who does not care about the hatred of his country and his family as much as his own success.

With such a refined egoist, and with his own strength, this kind of haste... doesn't feel right.

Of course, this was his idea.

While he was thinking about it, the two of them had already passed several moves.

Then it stopped.

Seeing this, Xu Xin understood that Wang Jiawei did not intend to complete this kung fu action scene in one go, but continued to use point-of-view thinking and rely on editing from different angles to achieve the effect he wanted.

Strike a few strokes, pause, adjust your position, and then continue.

This should be.

At this time, except for him, everyone else onlookers turned their heads.

He looked towards Wang Jiawei.

After waiting for about half a minute, it seemed that Wang Jiawei was watching the replay.

Then the voice sounded:

"Ah Jin, this doesn't feel right. You need to adjust. Mimi, just keep your emotions."

After Wang Jiawei said this... Xu Xin didn't know if it was his own illusion.

I felt that the auras and smoke of the group of buddies around me were louder than normal, and their voices were also much louder.

Then what……

Zhang Jin began to adjust.

After he finished speaking, Yang Mi returned to her original position and stood silently. No matter how Sun Ting put the military coat on her body, she felt nothing.

Looking at that, Xu Xin knew that she was maintaining a state of "selflessness" to maintain the immersion in the character and not let herself get out of the play.

As for the other stage managers, they quickly took brooms and basins, and spread the artificial snow used to decorate the scene on the ground that the two had just destroyed, and then started blowing with a blower until the ground was smoothed. Section of road.

Then the filming started.

Then, after hitting it again...

Xu Xin still shook his head.

What Ma San wants is fierceness, not the same calm temperament as Gong Er.

This is obviously a scene of "good versus evil". The second palace is "quiet" and you are also quiet. Isn't that boring?

Sure enough, after a while, Wang Jiawei was not satisfied and asked him to adjust.

Zhang Jin also obeyed and nodded again.

Yang Mi still looked indifferent.

She couldn't point to anyone else now.

This scene was also difficult for her to film, as she had to maintain her energy and spirit.

Then another set of combination punches to restore the field was completed, and another shot was taken again.

Before Wang Jiawei said anything, Xu Xin knew that Zhang Jin still couldn't make it...

Although he didn't want to be mean... nor did he want to dictate to other people's crew.

But he felt very sorry for his wife.

I'm afraid my wife will be cold.

So, he put out the cigarette butts and waved to Sun Ting who was waiting next to him.

Sun Ting walked over quickly.

He whispered:

"When you are putting on your sister's clothes later, tell Zhang Jin that Ma San's scene requires fierceness. It's like a machete, fierce, fierce! Stronger than fierce. Because he is so Now I have become the master of many people. When a person reaches middle age, his nature does not change, but his temper needs to be restrained, and he has an extra "hide"."

Sun Ting was stunned...

Then he nodded:

"OK."

As expected, Wang Jiawei said:

"It still doesn't work, it doesn't feel right. Ah Jin, you have to think about it carefully. I want this scene to feel like you are against each other..."

…

"Brother Jin."

"...?"

Zhang Jin, who was standing on the spot adjusting, was stunned when he heard this. When he saw it was Sun Ting, he nodded immediately:

"What's wrong?"

"Yes... like this. In this scene, you have to be fierce, like a machete..."

After finishing Xu Xin's words as verbatim as possible, Sun Ting nodded:

"That should be fine."

"Well……"

Zhang Jin was a little surprised.

Obviously he didn't expect that she would express these understandings.

But he immediately became thoughtful.

This time, everyone rested for more than ten minutes.

After setting up the venue, the crew started again.

The actors are in place.

Then... in the eyes of everyone, Zhang Jin took a "deep breath".

"Hi~~~Huh."

Suddenly, it felt a little different.

"3, 2, 1, ACTION!"

Xingyiquan, start your hands and step forward.

When a person reaches middle age, he can control his gains and losses. Although he has taken refuge with the Japanese, as his martial arts improves and he vaguely touches this "heaven and earth", Ma San, who already has the appearance of a master, makes a starting move. , that feeling came up all of a sudden.

Keep your elbows from your ribs and your hands from your heart.

This is stillness.

It is also the courtesy of being an elder brother and waiting for his junior sister to attack first.

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere was solemn.

In this atmosphere, when Ma San saw that his junior sister was not attacking, his originally peaceful eyes suddenly froze!

Murderous intent breaks out!

Change the situation, the twelve elements of Xingyi - tiger's movement!

Like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, movement and silence change instantly!

Steps are like plows, feet are like roots!

He took steps and rushed towards Gong Er step by step!

There is no tranquility.

Instead, there is the simplicity of the mind, spirit, strength, shoulders and hips, elbows and knees, hands and feet!

One shot will arrive, one inch first.

This is action!

It moves like an angry thunder that collapses a mountain!

From silence to movement, at the moment when reality and reality changed, the person was already in front of Gong Er.

Which one is stronger or weaker, Bagua or Xingyi?

Come fight!

…

"Well, this tastes just right."

Seeing the "dance" between the strong and soft sides, Xu Xin nodded with satisfaction.

And after the two of them finished their three- or four-move routine...

About a minute passed.

Wang Jiawei's voice sounded:

"This is good, very good, passed!"

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