In the grove, Zhang Chuzheng was leaning against the big tree to enjoy the shade.
He died several times in a row, but the scene was still not finished. The reason was not the extras, but the real dragon emperor.
Just a few simple chopping movements, but the result was that I filmed it over and over again, and it's still not finished yet.
But the big star didn't think it was his fault. He took a few shots in a row and started to vent his anger on the extras.
At one moment he said that the extras were not cooperating well, and at the next he blamed the extras for blocking his shot.
The executive director was a bitch, the big star scolded him, but he still stood by and cheered. If this happened in Zhang Chu's previous life, he might have been castrated and sent to the palace, maybe he could have become a master.
"I guess there's no chance of this today."
Huang Bo also came close to him, leaning on the other side of the tree with his shoulders in his arms.
He is the one who gets scolded the most.
But the problem is, the emperor killed the ball as soon as he met him, so what happened to him?
“Don’t worry, you’ll still get money if you don’t finish the shoot, it’s one day at a time!”
Before Zhang Chu could ask, Huang Bo took the initiative to add something.
"I was really worried about you attacking that guy just now."
The one Huang Bo was talking about was the big star.
Huang Mao bared his teeth with Zhang Chu just now, almost causing Zhang Chu to have his head chopped off. The big star cursed for a long time, but Zhang Chu actually didn't say a word. It seems that this kid is not really reckless, he still has a brain and knows who not to offend. .
"He didn't scold me."
Zhang Chu said lazily, then slid down and sat on the floor, not caring whether his clothes were dirty or not.
Having died so many times and rolling on the ground all the time, these tattered clothes have long been worn out.
"You said you can get money even if you don't finish filming. Didn't they lose money?"
Zhang Chu had been observing just now. Since he wanted to live in this era, it would not be good to have a black eye. The memory of the original person was very confusing, and he only got some fragments.
When you make money, find an Internet cafe in your memory and learn more about it online.
At least you should know what you can do and what you can't do, lest you really commit a crime.
"Then who can blame you?"
Huang Bo hesitated for a moment, and then followed Zhang Chu's example and sat on the ground. Ever since he changed into this outfit, except for lying on the ground for a while after the ball died, he had to stand all the time, and his legs were almost numb.
"You have to pay attention to the environmental conditions when filming. If you wait a little longer, it will be too late. There will be insufficient light and you won't be able to shoot even if you want to."
"You know quite a lot."
Zhang Chu was a little surprised when he heard this. He had always thought that Huang Bo was a fisherman on the seaside, and he came to the capital because he couldn't endure the hard times.
"What's this? Just wait. When I get into Beijing Film Academy, I won't have to suffer from this cowardice anymore."
The clay figurine also has a three-point fire nature.
Huang Bo is also a grown man. Sometimes he is said to be ugly, and sometimes he is called a motherfucker. It would be strange if he could be happy!
Of course, the fact that he was complaining was a fact of life, and I couldn't blame others for it.
"What are you doing? You still know how to hide in the shade. Come here quickly and seize the time to take another picture."
The executive director praised him for a long time and was so angry that he was so angry. The director scolded him and he had to make amends with the big star. What the hell is this?
"Let's go! Wait."
Huang Bo said as he stood up, dusted off the dirt behind him, and gave Zhang Chu a hand.
Shooting continues.
Zhang Chu drew his sword and stepped forward, intending to kill the king again. Then he made two moves in a row, and was stabbed by Chongzhen's sword. He exerted force on his legs, his body rose into the air, and he fell to the ground in a 360.
As early as when Huang Bo made his debut, he was the first to lose the ball.
The two of them were not far apart, and they could still open half of their eyes to take a peek.
Even though the scene could not be filmed completely and the crew still had to give me money, when the time came, I was not worried about it, and when the money was given, it was destined to not be a happy one.
Ah~~~~~~~~
There was a scream, and then the director not far away was heard pulling his neck and saying: cut, cut, cut...
"What's going on? What's going on?"
The director was almost going crazy. He had been in this industry for a long time. Although he had never worked with real first-line celebrities, he had seen a lot of second- and third-tier people, and he had never encountered anyone so difficult to maintain.
What kind of beast is this that the investors invited?
Except for that face, everything else is useless. It's like singing a big show, and there is no drama at all on the face. Finally, the whole drama is about to be finished, and only this fighting scene is left.
As a result, I was late at first. After all the preparations were done, I had to take a nap. Finally, I arrived on the set. A fight scene and a few simple actions took me a long time.
"I'm hurt, I'm hurt."
what's the situation?
Zhang Chu was no longer lying on the ground. It was obvious that this was useless again.
As soon as he stood up, he saw a group of people rushing out from nowhere, and in an instant they surrounded the big star.
"what happened?"
"Who is it? Who is so careless?"
"Oops, it's bleeding. Get the gauze quickly."
"Why don't you get some gauze? Go to the hospital. Hurry up and drive the car over. Go to the hospital."
one two three four……
Gu Bei counted the people surrounding the big star in boredom.
Good guy’s!
Unless the real Emperor Chongzhen goes out of the palace to worship heaven, he has so many attendants and companions around him.
"What's wrong?"
The director also came over at this time, separated from the crowd and walked to the big star.
"Where's the injury?"
I looked up and down, but couldn't find any signs of injury.
"Director Wang, Kunkun's hand was scratched. Today... we won't be filming for now. Let's go to the hospital to deal with it first."
Go to the hospital?
The director felt his blood pressure soaring, and his temples were about to burst.
The entire crew, not counting extras, more than a hundred people, stayed here for a whole day, and now there is only one scene left, and when the filming is about to be completed, they actually said they would not shoot it yet.
How about spending Sunday with him, Director Wang?
Trying to hold back his temper that was about to explode. This Kunkun was recommended by the investor. If he really offended him, it would be of no benefit to him.
"You have to let me know where you're injured anyway, right?"
"Look, look, look!"
The big star named Kun Kun cried and handed his hand to the director with a delicate tone.
where?
The director looked at it carefully for a long time. His little hands were quite white and tender. He probably put a lot of effort into taking care of them, but where was the wound?
Rubbing his eyes, he held Kunkun's hand, turned it over and over, and finally...
This guy is almost healed, but are he still crying like his dead father?
"Isn't this...not serious?"
The director tried hard to suppress the urge to curse, but if he did it instead, his ancestral grave would be broken by the curse.
There was a tiny red mark on the white and tender little hand. Those who didn't know it thought it was a naughty child who drew it with a ballpoint pen.
Why go to the hospital for this?
Why go to the hospital?
Two stitches?
Then you need to find a doctor with good eyesight, otherwise you won’t even know where the wound is and you’ll still be stitching it up!
"Director, our Kunkun is..."
Assistant Balabala's vernacular, in short, Kunkun has a delicate body and expensive flesh, but he cannot be equated with a rough man. Those flawless white hands are worth thousands of gold. If there are scars, in the future... Balabala.
"Ma Jie, Ma Jie!"
The director didn't wait for the assistant to finish speaking, then he pulled his neck and roared twice.
The executive director trotted over quickly. He had been hiding just now, but he knew he was going to be scolded, so he stayed far away.
"Find a substitute."
As expected, a barrage of curses was not forthcoming, and in the end the director just said these three words feebly.
He really didn't want to serve him anymore, so he quickly finished fooling him. From now on, whoever wants to use this Kunkun will use it.
He looks like a man, but in fact he is just a mother.
"Director Wang, are you looking for a substitute now?"
The executive director was dumbfounded. It was already past three o'clock. Not to mention looking for a substitute, he rushed back to the city from here, fearing that it would be dark.
"You still need me to teach you?"
The director had already prepared himself mentally to calm down, but the executive director was blind. He didn't see that he was about to explode, so why did he ask?
"Do you need me to make you pee? How the hell did I earn that money?"
The executive director was almost crying after being scolded, but the problem is, at this point, where can he find a suitable substitute?
Generally speaking, the actors and actresses are contacted in advance, and the crews who have action scenes will prepare a few.
Unfortunately, this drama is about to be completed. In order to save costs, all the martial arts actors on the crew have paid their dues and left, leaving only one martial arts director.
But the guy who looked like Shi Qian asked him to be Kunkun's substitute, so he could tell everyone at a glance.
"Director Wang, I...I..."
The director quickly pressed his temples, fearing that it would explode in the next second.
"That's the boy."
As he said that, he reached out and pointed at Zhang Chu who was standing not far away watching the excitement. The whole scene just now, only Zhang Chu's 360-degree turn in the air and hitting the street, was still passable.
"I'll give you ten minutes to quickly apply makeup on him. I'll take the photo in ten minutes. I'll take two close-ups of you as well. Is there any problem?"
Probably feeling the director's anger, Kunkun quickly held back his tears and nodded reluctantly.
"Boy, your chance has come."
Zhang Chuzheng was watching the excitement, and the executive director had already walked up to him.
Chance?
what chance?
Seeing that Zhang Chu didn't speak, the executive director was about to say something dirty when he suddenly thought of Zhang Chu's knife across Huang Mao's neck.
"That's what happened."
After executive director Balabala finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Chu expectantly.
"How about it? Being a stand-in for a big star should be enough to take care of you."
hehe!
Zhang Chu smiled when he heard this and looked at the other person as if he was caring for a mentally retarded child.
"What do you mean? There are a lot of people who are willing, but they can't afford such a good opportunity. You..."
It sounds nice, but you still take care of me?
Even if Zhang Chu didn't understand, he could still guess what was going on.
The big star's hand was injured by the sword energy, and now he was anxious to finish filming this scene, so he temporarily pulled him into the tank.
Zhang Chu had done this kind of shit countless times in his previous life.
He supports others and allows others to support him.
"Then you go find someone else. I pay 20 yuan a day. I've finished doing what I'm supposed to do, and you want me to do the extra work. Haha! I need to pay more!"
