"CUT! This is over, transition!"
Zhang Chu sheathed his sword and pushed back the hair that was covering half of his face. He was a stand-in and couldn't show his face in the camera.
For the first scene in the afternoon, the director arranged two group fight scenes. Zhang Chu, as the only martial artist in the group, naturally had to make use of it.
"Xiao Zhang, those two tricks you just played were really cool. When you have time... teach me."
Huang Bo got up from the ground immediately, approached Zhang Chu, and carefully handed over his big water glass.
"Don't teach!"
Zhang Chu pushed the water cup away with a look of disgust, the outside was covered in pulp.
In the past, when he went out on business, he had to eat and sleep in the open air, but Zhang Chu never used other people's water bags.
Huang Bo, who was rejected, was full of embarrassment. He hesitated for a long time before mentioning the matter to Zhang Chu. He originally thought that the two were friends and Zhang Chu would definitely not refuse and would more or less teach him both ways.
If you really learn it, you will have more opportunities in the future.
Who knows, Zhang Chu will refuse directly.
"You are already in your twenties, and you have long missed the best age for practicing martial arts. Your muscles and bones are already in shape. I am willing to teach you, but you can't learn it!"
Zhang Chu didn't know why he had to explain. If it had been left in the past, he wouldn't have bothered to say such a word.
Perhaps it was because in his heart, he regarded Huang Bo as a friend.
He didn't have many friends, and the only one left alive was Lu Jianxing. As for his half-brother, his junior brother Jin Yichuan, he looked down upon him.
He has a fair face, is timid in doing things, looks forward and backward, and is not happy at all.
After hearing this, Huang Bo felt disappointed, but he felt a little better.
In fact, Zhang Chu said that Huang Bo missed the best age to practice martial arts, but that is not necessarily true. Although martial arts is a child's skill, it does not have to be practiced since childhood.
Zhang Chu is unwilling to teach, mainly because all he knows are killing techniques, and what he focuses on is killing people with one move.
If you really teach me, what if Huang Bo takes action with someone one day, and then...
As for the tricks used in filming, Huang Bo can't even learn them. These moves need to be good-looking. Huang Bo's muscles and bones are already mature, so what can he learn?
After waiting for a while, the director continued filming. Zhang Chu glanced over and saw the director talking to a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was of short stature, with short hair and a mustache on his chin.
Just as he was sizing up the other person, he saw that person also looking towards him and smiling in a friendly manner.
know?
impossible!
Anyone who can have a good conversation with the director is definitely not an ordinary person. If the original person knew such a big shot, he wouldn't be in such a miserable situation.
After another ten minutes, the filming continued. Zhang Chu changed his clothes, a white Confucian shirt, and listened to the martial arts instructor's instructions. Later, he would play the double of the second male lead in the play.
Uh-huh!
Shake out the folding fan in your hand.
This is the weapon of the second male lead in the play.
Isn't that stupid?
Zhang Chu had met masters who used folding fans as weapons before, but the folding fans and fan ribs in their hands were all made of fine steel. The one he was holding now was made of wood. If he really wanted to touch it with a steel knife, he would not be able to do it all at once. Is it useless?
well!
It’s really tiring.
Meet a bunch of people who don’t know anything!
However, Zhang Chucai was not so kind as to remind him that he did not earn that money, and if he wanted him to speak, he would have to pay more.
I didn't understand it before, but now Zhang Chu understands it.
The martial arts crew of the crew is a team, but now he is alone. In order to save money, the director had almost reached an agreement with Niu Gang's team before, but suddenly changed his mind.
All the things that should be done by martial arts were pushed to Zhang Chu alone.
However, we have already agreed to increase the money, and Zhang Chu is not a person who breaks his word. Just do his job well, and don't even think about the other things.
"Come here, get ready!"
Sun Hong is calling someone.
Huang Bo put on the attire of a minion, and he was about to die again.
"Action!"
Crackling, dinging and banging!
In conjunction with Wia, Zhang Chu flew up and down in the air, flashing and dancing. A folding fan danced very beautifully in his hand. In a short time, he killed all the minions including Huang Bo.
He turned somersault in the air and landed smoothly.
I didn't forget to lower my head.
Then the second male lead came forward, took Zhang Chu's place, posed in front of the camera, raised his head, and smiled evilly.
Is this person playing the role of a Confucian knight or the eunuch of Dongchang?
And a devilish smile?
I don’t understand!
Zhang Chu threw the folding fan to the prop and ran to the side to rest.
It has been six days since he occupied this body, and he may still be adapting. Zhang Chu will feel very tired as long as he exercises a little now. Fortunately, he recovers quickly, otherwise, he would really have to go to the hospital in his memory for a check-up.
"Young man!"
Zhang Chu had already noticed when the person was approaching, opened his eyes and looked up.
Here comes the mustache who just chatted with the director.
"What are you doing?"
Knowing that the other party's identity was not easy, Zhang Chu was a bit polite in his words.
I beat up a martial arts instructor that day. After returning home, Huang Bo talked about it for a long time.
The central idea is that when you meet important people in the future, you should be polite and never offend them.
No one knows which big shot will fall in love with him and become famous.
Zhang Chu has already figured it out. When he came to this world, it seemed that apart from being an actor, there was really no job suitable for him.
Since I want to take this path, I can't always be a group performer. I still have to pursue something as a martial artist.
But he is not from a major, has no education, and has no connections. The only thing he can count on is the support of noble people.
In the past, the reason why Zhang Chu was able to prosper in Jinyiwei and was promoted to a hundred households at the age of thirty was naturally inseparable from the help of noble people.
However, will this person in front of me be my noble person?
Looks like a bad person!
"Young man, let me meet you. My name is Liping."
Liping announced his name, but after waiting for a while, he couldn't help but wonder when he saw that Zhang Chu didn't respond at all.
Didn’t everyone say that the drama was a hit?
Why don't you know your name yet?
Could it be...
Thinking of a possibility, Liping suddenly felt unhappy and strengthened his idea.
"Young man, I just watched two of your scenes. Your kung fu is pretty good. Which martial arts school did you learn it from?"
Martial arts school?
Zhang Chu was startled for a moment and then found what a martial arts school was in his memory.
Then he shook his head.
"Not a martial arts school? Did you learn from... Shaolin Temple?"
Since "Shaolin Temple" starring Jet Li became popular, many young people have gone to the Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts from a teacher, dreaming of becoming the second Jet Li.
Shaolin Temple has also developed an industry through this, recruiting lay disciples to earn tuition fees.
Zhang Chu continued to shake his head.
He knew about the Shaolin Temple. There were several great monks there, who were indeed rare masters in the world.
"Homeschooling!"
Zhang Chu took the initiative to give the answer, but Liping continued to guess randomly.
Oops!
Liping's eyes lit up. He had a good family education. He also knew a Kung Fu master who was good at the seven-star mantis boxing passed down from his family.
"What are you good at? Boxing and kicking? Knife? Or...sword?"
Zhang Chu's boxing and kicking skills are not very good, at least compared to Lu Jianxing, he is not the best. To say that he is the best at it is undoubtedly the Miao Dao. He is not boasting. If he brings the Miao Dao he used before , thirty or fifty people are no problem.
"Knife! My boxing and kicking skills are pretty good. As for the sword, I can do a lot of tricks."
Liping frowned and said without giving up: "Young man, you are trying to fool me!"
Hearing this, Zhang Chu's eyes widened with anger, he slapped his hand on the ground, and stood up. That means he didn't have a dick in his hand, otherwise, he would have put it on Liping's neck.
What kind of bastard dared to come to entertain Grandpa Zhang.
Liping was startled, and when he realized what happened, he immediately became excited again when he thought of Zhang Chu getting up just now.
"Awesome, awesome, young man, if you do it a few more times, let me see how well you use the sword?"
Well?
Zhang Chu's fists were clenched. Even if he was a big shot, he would never be spared if he was treated like a rabbit.
But after hearing Liping's next words, Zhang Chu realized that he had misunderstood.
Seeing Zhang Chu standing still, Liping continued: "Young man, to tell you the truth, I am also preparing a play now. There is a character who is a master of swordsmanship in the play. I think you have a good image and good kung fu. It would be best if you can wield a sword a few times. If it suits you, I would like to find you to play this role."
After finishing speaking in one breath, Liping looked at Zhang Chu expectantly, but what he was thinking in his heart was: You have taken advantage of your reputation and benefits. If you don't do something, you will really regard me as your tormentor.
It has to be said that life is full of rivers and lakes.
No matter what the reason was, Liping was trying to take advantage of Zhang Chu because of his quarrel with his colleagues.
"A character with lines, a decent face, and a name?"
Huang Bo said that only by playing such a role can he be considered a real actor.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Hearing what Liping said, Zhang Chu was also slightly excited.
Huang Bo said it was difficult, but the opportunity just came!
Sure enough, this man named Liping is his noble man!
Thinking about it, Zhang Chu looked up at the tree branch above his head, stretched his legs, and jumped...
Damn it!
Liping almost screamed, Zhang Chu suddenly jumped three meters high on the spot, this is...
A master from this world!
By the time he reacted, Zhang Chu had already broken off a twig, removed the branches in twos and twos, held a sword flower in his hand, and then started dancing in front of him.
That's right, it's Wu, not Wu!
Through the experience of the past few days, Zhang Chu has gradually understood that the moves used in filming are not designed to be lethal, but only to look good when filmed.
Although Zhang Chu is not good at using swords, he is very knowledgeable about weapons. In addition, he has good physical fitness and flexible skills. Although he does not play well, he is definitely good-looking.
After completing a set of self-created sword skills, Zhang Chu felt pretty good, but Liping had long been dumbfounded.
So capable!
I have found a treasure!
"You are the one!"
Zhang Chu had been waiting for Liping's reaction, and felt reassured after hearing this.
Is he an official actor now?
