"Oh, are you okay, are you okay?"
Yang Mi hurried forward to help him smooth.
Zhang Jin didn't speak...he couldn't speak either.
He could only wave his hands in vain at this moment, bent over and continued to retch.
This time... others don't know what it feels like.
But he knew.
There is a saying in the martial arts industry, which is called eyebrows must move when the heart moves, and the shoulders must be fired with all strength.
The latter sentence refers to the importance of the strength of the shoulder muscles when exerting force.
To put it bluntly, if you know how to use your waist and shoulders when hitting someone, then you have started.
Yang Mi's punch is aimed at the waist and goes in the middle, and that palm is the "tip".
She twisted her strength enough, and then added that half-step.
Hitting the body is not something that a shield can block... all the force has come through, and the director won't let him hold his breath. He lost his breath, and his lungs have nothing to protect him. Being able to spit this out... means nothing happened.
What I'm afraid of is that I can't even vomit, that's an internal injury.
So, he waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and then, with the help of the other party helping him a little bit, he took the breath out and slowly raised his waist.
"Fortunately, it has an interlayer, otherwise I couldn't stand it."
"It's fine."
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 strength on the spot.
Then, it was Yang Mi's turn.
Ma San hit her chest with three punches and one knee here, and it was these three punches and one knee that caused Gong Er to suffer internal injuries.
It was just like his own thoughts just now.
If he could spit out a mouthful of blood and unload the blood from the internal injury, then Gong Er could still live.
Healed up the injury can recover.
But the same, if this breath is gone, she will not be able to fight this round.
So, she chose to hold back her breath, and wanted to fight Ma San to the death.
That's when the old injury can't be healed. In his later years, he can only rely on opium to relieve pain.
To put it bluntly in this scene, there is no such thing as a celebrity or a celebrity.
It didn't make sense that she kept beating Zhang Jin, but she didn't suffer at all.
Didn't say that.
Whether everyone was beaten or vomited, it was all for this fight scene.
So she also has to try protection.
Ma San's three punches are not a problem, the most important thing is one knee.
How to control the strength of this knee, how to achieve the tension in the picture that the director wants, how to prevent...
How to prevent? Wear protective gear.
Moreover, because the image of Gong Er is a cheongsam inside a cloak, her protective gear is actually more extreme than Zhang Jin's.
There is no way to choose a particularly hard one, but to rely on the kind of acrylic board or soft bamboo sheet that is completely customized according to the contour of the body.
Originally, a substitute could be used for this job.
But so far, no one in the crew has used any doubles...
No one is embarrassed to say this.
After Yang Mi put on the protective gear with the help of several stylists, she punched herself twice to feel the strength.
good…
There is some shock, but it is not painful.
Where Zhang Jin is tying cotton knee pads.
After finishing both sides, the two stood in front of the camera again.
"I will kick from here..."
After he gestured for a route, Yang Mi nodded.
This is designed earlier, just under her right breast.
As soon as the knee is pressed against him, he will back away.
In order to buffer, the acrylic board here is also concaved into an oval shape, giving itself the largest buffer space.
"I'll slash, you block, and then give me two punches..."
"Yes, two punches will open your door wide open, you raise your hand, I will step back and push it like a whip..."
"Yeah. You can just use your strength. I guess the director is not satisfied with the lack of strength..."
The two practiced the trick for a few minutes, and when they saw that they were almost done, they planned to start.
So, the noisy waiting room became quiet again.
Just now, everyone in the crew has seen how Yang Mi "beats" Zhang Jin. And now Zhang Jin is about to start "beating" Yang Mi.
They also wanted to see what would happen.
So, the two of them waited until Wang Jiawei said, "It's time to start", and Yang Mi rushed up with a vigorous step, and slashed down with Zhang Jin's inspiration.
Zhang Jin raised his arm to resist, under the reaction force, Yang Mi's hand rebounded, and the empty door was exposed.
Then without saying a word, Xu Xu clenched his fist and punched Yang Mi on the breastbone with two swift fists.
I have to admit that his ability to find positions is really accurate.
I also know that Yang Mi is still breastfeeding now, and she dare not touch her **** at all. She punched her in the middle between her collarbone and her heart, and landed directly below her throat.
And this kind of fist is weak and doesn't hurt at all.
But it will look good when typed.
It feels very honest.
The moment Yang Mi felt that she was being hit, she shook her body and opened her hands.
Zhang Jin directly took half a step back, and then used a kick that was very similar to Muay Thai, hitting her right liver and gallbladder area.
Everyone heard a... similar to the "click" sound when pressing the middle of the can bottle cap, and then Yang Mi directly bounced back and flew out, hitting the girl who was playing Ma San'er's apprentice for a while. In the arms of several martial artists.
These people are waiting for her especially, after all, Wia has not been hung up yet.
After catching Yang Mi, several people dared not move, so they hurried to see if Sister Mi was okay.
"Cough cough cough..."
Yang Mi, who was also unable to bend because of the protective gear, coughed a few times and said:
"Help me up."
After several people floated her upright, Zhang Jin also came over:
"How about it, can you stand it?"
"It's okay, nothing at all!"
She smiled and shook her head:
"It's just being bumped, and I panicked, but it's okay, I can bear it!...Director, can we do this?"
"The impact of the picture is not too strong... You two do it again, Mimi, you make a feeling of... being hit, the feeling of going from static to dynamic..."
Hearing this, Yang Mi thought for a while and said:
"It's like being hit suddenly, the body flies backwards, and then the head stretches forward... How does Sanjiangshui feel like being beaten?"
"Yes! It needs to have a strong sense of impact, expressing the feeling that Ma San's foot is heavy."
"Okay, then come again!"
Didn't mind the director's idea of borrowing the body language designed by her husband, she readily agreed.
Then…
flew out again.
Then flew out again...
Flying three or four times in a row, in the end, even the other people who have been used to Director Wang’s detailed shots many times were a little speechless.
Director... Do you want to torture him like this?
This is just a trial shot, not an official shot...Why are you so serious when looking for feelings and tricks?
but…
Whether it’s Yang Mi or Zhang Jin, they are really dedicated.
Especially Yang Mi.
She is obviously an actress, but now Guangfei has been flying out several times. No matter how hard Zhang Jin puts her feet, most people can't bear it... She has never heard "pain" or "pain" in her mouth. Take it lightly" This kind of bitter words.
tsk...
…
Finally decided how to fight to best meet the "feeling" of impact and aesthetics that the director wanted, and it was time for the crew to have dinner in the evening.
Tonight is destined to work overtime.
Taking advantage of the 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 caravan.
While eating, Sun Ting was helping her apply safflower oil.
Looking at the bruises on her belly and ribs, she thought for a while and said:
"Sister, why don't you... Tell Director Wang and let's go through it. This hurts too much..."
"It's fine."
Yang Mi waved her hands indifferently, turned her head to look at herself in the mirror, and said:
"It's just bruises, it's normal. The guard plate is raised, and the impact force is all around this area. It's normal to be hit like this a few times. It doesn't hurt, so why are you so delicate?"
"But…"
Sun Ting seemed to want to say something more, but Yang Mi sneered:
"Cut, it's not as serious as when I was dropped by Wia for a day in "Sculpture of God". It doesn't matter. I can't bear this bit of hardship. Why do I get those millions of dollars?"
These words seem to cheer myself up, and it seems to be "hypnotizing" myself.
But it's true...she's not the kind of person who can't endure hardship.
Although the life she has lived in the past few years is indeed pampered, but when she and her husband first got together in the early years, they were hanging on Wia every day, and they couldn't get off.
Blood was drawn from the waist by the wire rope and the straps, and the skin was worn and bald, and I even endured it. This injury is really nothing.
Just…
"You are not allowed to tell your Brother Xu, did you hear me!"
She gave Sun Ting a "warning" look:
"Don't talk too much, the filming of this scene is almost over, don't make me feel uncomfortable."
She is really not the kind of child who goes home after being wronged.
Not from childhood to adulthood.
It can be said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here soon. As soon as she finished speaking, the phone rang, and a childish voice sounded:
"Mom, Dad is calling you~"
This is the ringtone she specially changed for Xu Xin.
Speaking of which, importing ringtones from Apple is really troublesome. It took her a long time to study Apple's music software before getting it done.
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 connected the phone:
"Hello?"
"Shall I go find you?"
"…ah?"
Yang Mi was taken aback for a moment:
"What?"
"I said, I'll go find you."
Xu Xin's words were full of enthusiasm.
"I chatted with Lao Zhu just now, and it will take at least ten days and a half months to get the fine cut out. There is nothing wrong in the factory, how about I go to you? How is your progress? Probably still How many days?"
"Well…"
Yang Mi subconsciously glanced at the mirror next to her.
After thinking about it in the room full of safflower oil aroma, he said:
"My side may be over for a day or two, just wait for me honestly and forget it, don't bother."
"I'll help you take care of the children."
"...It's not necessary, if it goes well, the filming may be finished tonight."
"Well…"
His enthusiastic emotion is slightly reduced:
"The finale scene, so fast? It doesn't look like his style."
"It's the ending of a martial arts drama, not a literary drama. The martial arts drama itself was filmed quickly..."
"...you don't want me to pass?"
Suddenly, Xu Xin asked such a question without thinking.
Yang Mi was taken aback...
"…Why do you say that?"
"Because you lied. Wang Jiawei is making martial arts fast? Don't be ridiculous. Liang Chaowei has been filming a fight scene for a month."
"..."
have to.
Now there is no need for Sun Ting to say anything.
She herself slipped the tongue.
"Tsk."
Seeing her smacking her mouth, Xu Xin didn't move at all.
After about two or three seconds, Xu Xin's voice came to mind again:
"I'm afraid that if you are tired for a day, you will be annoyed when you go back and take care of your children."
"...I don't want you to see me tossing around here. After all, there will inevitably be bumps in this fight scene..."
Sun Ting's nose moved.
The rotten smell of dog food in this room has become stronger with the naked eye.
"Then I won't go."
"Then come here."
"..."
"..."
Sun Ting has silently tightened the bottle of safflower oil.
Slip is the best policy.
She walked out of the house all the way, smelling the cold air outside.
I felt much more at ease.
Hoo...
You said that these two people are really strange, they have children, why are they so tired every day.
Meaty...
She pursed her lips.
At this time, the sound of "dong dong dong" sounded.
Turning around where the sound came from, Yang Mi's face appeared in front of the car window, waving at her.
She quickly turned back.
"Sister, what's the matter?"
"Brother Xu, you don't bring Mengmeng this time, you can find a car to pick him up, don't bother Mr. Benshan and the others. Then you call Uncle Gawa and ask him to prepare some gifts and take the car to him The airport. The disciples of Mr. Benshan who came to visit the crew recently will each follow the standard of four boxes to see how many heads there are, and this time I will ask Brother Xu to bring them all over."
"Mmm Good."
Sun Ting nodded, took out her mobile phone at the same time, and started to get busy.
After giving the order, Yang Mi's safflower oil was almost dry, and she began to put on her clothes.
"Oh yes, remind me, take a shower in the car after work, if your Brother Xu smells the smell of safflower oil on me, you must feel distressed."
"Hmm... Be careful, sister."
"Do not worry."
Yang Mi smiled and nodded:
"Will be very careful."
…
"...Brother Xu."
Diaobingshan Railway Station, "The Grandmaster" crew parking lot.
Sun Ting looked at Xu Xin who was wearing a mask and a fleece cap, and hurried over.
Xu Xin nodded as a response, and then asked:
"It's not over yet on your side?"
"No... sister didn't let you come?"
"So I sneaked here."
Because he was wearing a mask, Sun Ting couldn't see his expression, but he could hear a little relaxed tone.
It's already past 9 o'clock in the evening, but the crew is far from getting off work.
Originally, I went to work late.
I don’t go to work until two o’clock in the afternoon, and I have been preparing for this night show these days, so it’s normal to be busy every day until eleven or twelve o’clock in the evening.
Xu Xin also knew about this situation, and while walking to the train station scenic area, he asked:
"How did the filming go?"
"...That's it. Hit the big luck."
In front of Xu Xin, Sun Ting said something.
In her opinion, Wang Jiawei is hitting his luck.
It is normal to repeat each scene three or four times, and then find the best version of these scenes to use.
After hearing this, Xu Xin didn't say anything. After walking all the way in, he soon saw the platform with lights on and the train that started to smoke.
"What is this play about?"
he asked.
"It's Ma San who Gong Er was stuck at the train station to go home for the New Year. The finale of the fight between the two."
"Then this train..."
"Half of it is the real scene, and the second half is covered with green cloth, which is done with special effects. It seems like 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 shooting."
Seeing this, he walked quickly a few steps and walked around to the edge of the crowd.
Here are all crew members watching.
Hearing footsteps, several crew members turned their heads to take a look.
Even though Xu Xin was wearing a mask, everyone didn't care.
Because they are more tightly covered than Xu Xin, what kind of **** hats, big scarves, etc... they are equipped with all the equipment that can keep warm outdoors. A person wearing a mask is not as strange as the appearance of these people.
Xu Xin stood aside, not speaking, but focused on his wife and Zhang Jin who were five steps away.
Judging from the light and shadow effects, it is quite good.
The atmosphere of this scene should be great.
But if it was him, he'd deal with it... hey.
Why do you think about these things.
Shaking his head, he lowered the brim of his hat, took a step back, pulled off his mask and lit a cigarette.
The smoke mixed with Kazakhstan, blowing out a handful of wind and snow.
And he squinted his eyes in the snow.
Martial arts, he doesn't understand either.
Or he doesn't understand many things in this world.
But it's okay...
It is enough for him to understand movies.
There are a lot of cameras in this scene between the two of them. At a glance, there are six or seven cameras.
As the game notes hit the board, the two confronted each other first. After a few seconds, Zhang Jin suddenly made a movement of lowering his waist, and made a boxing start with his hands.
is quite handsome.
but…
He moved, and his wife moved too.
She didn't know how she did it, she hugged her hands in a circle, and then made a very elegant and delicate opening gesture.
Zhang Jin's footsteps step by step, waving out large swaths of snowflakes, rushing towards Yang Mi.
Although Yang Mi couldn't see his expression clearly, his overall demeanor was particularly calm.
Gives Xu Xin a feeling of movement and stillness.
But... Zhang Jin seemed a little too hasty. I always feel that it would be more appropriate to use rigidity here, because his expression is too urgent.
In Lao Xu's script, Ma San is not a brave and brave person.
On the contrary, he is very good at using his brain and knows how to judge the situation.
And in his heart, he is an egoist whose national hatred and family hatred are not as important as his own success.
This kind of delicate egoist, and still has his own strength, this kind of haste...is not right.
Of course, it was his idea.
While he was thinking about it, the two of them had gone through a few tricks.
Then it stopped.
Seeing this, Xu Xin understood that Wang Jiawei did not intend to complete this Kung Fu drama in one go, but continued to use point-of-view thinking and rely on editing from different angles to achieve the effect he wanted.
Hit a few strokes, pause, adjust your position, and continue hitting.
This should be.
At this time, except for him, everyone else in the crowd made a movement of turning their heads.
looked towards Wang Jiawei.
After waiting for about half a minute, it seems that Wang Jiawei was watching the playback.
Then the voice sounded:
"Ajin, this doesn't feel right. You have to adjust. Just keep your emotions, Mimi."
After Wang Jiawei said this...Xu Xin didn't know if it was his own illusion.
I felt that the breath and smoke of the buddies around me were louder than normal, and their voices were much louder.
Then what…
Zhang Jin began to adjust.
Yang Mi returned to her original position after he finished speaking, and stood silently. Even if Sun Ting puts the military coat on her body, she doesn't feel anything.
Looking at that, Xu Xin knew that she was maintaining a state of "selflessness", maintaining the immersion of the character, and not letting herself out of the play.
As for the other drama staff, they quickly took a broom and a water basin, and sprinkled the artificial snow in the basin to decorate the scene on the ground that the two of them had just destroyed, and then started blowing with a blower until it was leveled. Section of road.
Then start to continue shooting.
Then, after typing it again...
Xu Xin still shook his head.
What Ma San wants is toughness, not the same quiet temperament as Gong Er.
This is obviously a scene of "confrontation between good and evil". Gong Er is "quiet", and you are also quiet. Isn't that boring?
Sure enough, after a while, Wang Jiawei was not satisfied, so he asked him to adjust.
Zhang Jin was also obedient and nodded again.
Yang Mi is still indifferent.
She can't point anyone else right now.
This scene is also difficult for her to shoot, the energy must be maintained all the time.
Then another set of combined punches to restore the field was finished, and another shot was made again.
Wang Jiawei hadn't said a word yet, Xu Xin knew that Zhang Jin still couldn't pass...
Although he doesn't want to be cheap...and he doesn't want to dictate to others.
But he loves his wife so much.
I'm afraid my daughter-in-law is cold.
So, he stubbed out the cigarette butt, and waved to Sun Ting who was waiting beside him.
Sun Ting walked over quickly.
He whispered:
"When you put on your sister's clothes later, tell Zhang Jin that Ma San's scene needs to be fierce. It's like a machete. Be fierce, be fierce! The fierceness is greater than the fierceness. Because he is so He has become the master of many people for a while, and when a person reaches middle age, his nature will not change, but his temper must be restrained, and he will have an extra "hidden"."
Sun Ting was taken aback...
Then nodded:
"OK."
Wang Jiawei really said:
"It still doesn't work, it doesn't feel right. Ah Jin, you have to think about it carefully, I want a feeling that you two are opposing each other in this scene..."
…
"Brother Jin."
"...?"
Zhang Jin, who was standing on the spot and adjusted, was taken aback when he heard this. When he saw that it was Sun Ting, he nodded immediately:
"What's wrong?"
"Yes... like this. In this scene, you have to be tough, like a machete..."
After finishing Xu Xin's words as verbatim as possible, Sun Ting nodded:
"This should be fine."
"Well…"
Zhang Jin was a little surprised.
Obviously, she didn't expect her to express these understandings.
But immediately became thoughtful.
And this time, everyone rested for more than ten minutes.
After the venue is set up, the crew starts again.
Actors take their positions.
Then...under the eyes of everyone, Zhang Jin took a "deep breath".
"Hiss~~~hoo."
Suddenly, it feels a little different.
"3, 2, 1, ACTION!"
Xingyiquan, start, step.
When a person reaches middle age, he can control gains and losses. Although he has taken refuge in the Japanese, but with the improvement of his martial arts, he has vaguely touched this "world", and Ma San, who already has the appearance of a master, after posing , that feeling came up all at once.
Keep your elbows on your ribs, and your hands on your shoulders.
This is static.
It is also the courtesy of being the elder brother, waiting for the junior sister to attack and seize the opportunity first.
"..."
"..."
The atmosphere was chilling.
In this atmosphere, Ma San's calm eyes suddenly froze when he saw that his junior sister was not attacking!
Murderous intent burst!
Change the situation, the twelve lines of form and meaning—the tiger line!
Like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food, the movement changes instantly!
Step like a plow, and settle down like roots!
He took a step forward and rushed towards Gong Er step by step!
There is no static meaning.
What is replaced is the simplicity of the mind, energy, strength, shoulders, hips, elbows, knees, hands and feet!
Arrive immediately, every inch first.
This is action!
Move like thunder and collapse mountains!
There was a moment of stillness and movement, and the moment the reality changed, the person had already arrived in front of Gong Er.
Which is stronger or weaker between gossip and form and meaning?
Let's fight!
…
"Well, this taste is right."
Seeing the "dance" between the hard and soft couple, Xu Xin nodded in satisfaction.
And after the two of them finished their three-four moves...
It took about a minute.
Wang Jiawei's voice sounded:
"This one is good, very good, it's over!"
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