The more you crawl inside, the deeper this fear becomes, everyone is speechless, and there is only the sound of firearms and props crashing against the iron sheet in the entire iron bucket, the friction of clothes and iron sheets when crawling, and everyone's more and more violent gasps.

The cold sweat has wet his back, and his physical strength has dropped rapidly, fortunately, there is a bright light in front of him, and Lu Ze can clearly see the small camera hanging above the barrel at the bright light, obviously, this is a little respite given to them by the director.

At this time, Lu Ze felt that a hand was touching his buttocks, and Lu Ze immediately reacted: "What are you doing Northeasterner!"

Mi Long also said hard words behind Lu Ze: "You wait to get out, let's settle the old accounts and new accounts together!"

Continuing to crawl forward, Lu Ze found that Zheng Yi's physical fitness seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, panting, and lying in the iron bucket without leaving.

Lu Ze was shocked, don't be scared, if he faints inside, all these people behind him will be blocked inside, and he can't say anything to remind him, so he can only pull Zheng Yi's trouser leg and pull it twice.

Zheng Yi still didn't move, but he kicked his foot twice, and he could be sure that he didn't faint, so Lu Ze continued to push him according to the script.

"Let's go!"

"Your uncle! The little lady takes a breath, I can't breathe, I want to go to your head, I want to go to your head. ”

This bucket is a bit small, originally Meng was annoyed in the script, that is, Zheng Yi should turn around and give up the first position to Zhang Lixian, but he can't twist it now, Lu Ze had to do it himself, pushed him aside, and then drilled into front of Meng Annoyance with a small gap.

"Turtle son, you really deserve to be a deserter. ”

"I'm a deserter!

A hand pushed Lu Ze from behind, and instantly the balance couldn't be controlled, he fell on the dirt at the bottom of the bucket, a dog gnawed on the mud, and ate a mouthful of soil.

"Turtle son! Lao Tzu is fighting with you!"

"Your uncle!"

It must be that he can't really fight, Lu Ze formed a palm with one hand, his palm bulged, and he patted Zheng Yi's back, making a muffled sound, but it didn't hurt much.

Zheng Yi also used the same technique, the two began to beat each other, and they screamed like killing pigs, echoing in the iron bucket, and the eardrums of Lu Ze who were stabbed hurt all the time.

"Click! Don't move! Don't come out inside! Rest in place for a while! Shoot the next scene continuously! After filming in the morning, don't wipe your sweat! Keep it!"

The director shouted at the mouth of the barrel, a group of people instantly collapsed in the barrel, this distance is definitely not two miles, almost only two hundred meters, but even so, everyone is tired enough, in just this short ten minutes, everyone is exhausted.

"Brother Zheng, are you okay? I think you're so scared?"

Lu Ze chatted with the leading actors for a while when he was in the crew a few days ago, and now that this scene has passed, Lu Ze also relaxed and pushed Zheng Yi behind him.

"I'm fine, it's just that my arm is stretched, hey, I'm really tired, I'm not afraid, but I'm really tired, I'm too tired. ”

Lu Ze was stunned for a moment, and in the end he could only admire, he was deceived, he could only say that Zheng Yi's acting skills were exquisite, and if he didn't accept it, these people were really powerful, and they acted too similarly.

"Director, when can we go out? Hurry up and shoot, it's all dirt here, and I'm panicking when I'm lying down, hurry up!"

Song Guiyuan, the actor of the dragon, lay on the ground, then got up with grinning teeth, rubbed his back and shouted.

"Do you want to start without getting tired?

"No stop, no stop!

"That's okay, hit the board!"

Lu Ze didn't have lines in this scene, he just made a gesture, and the rest of the time was the rivalry between Zheng Yi and Chen Zhijun, and there were some lines of Yu Xiaoqing in the middle, just like that, the three-act scene was all over again.

......

"Huhuhuhuhu......."

Just once, Lu Ze's body was like taking a bath, his body was covered with sweat, his body was very dirty, and he was full of mud, sitting and breathing hard.

It's so tired, this drama is really going to kill people, just the scene of climbing the iron bucket, Lu Ze is already tired like a dog, sticking out his tongue, and his body is dirty like a mouse becoming sperm.

"The water is coming! The water is coming! What are you drinking? Brother Zheng is coming to can Red Bull? Brother Song, what about you? Aze?"

"Come on...... Come on a can, alas~ Brother Song, look at my back, is the skin broken?"

Song Guiyuan and Lu Ze are fellow countrymen, although they are not from the same city, but they are from a province, usually he chats with Lu Ze the most, and Lu Ze is not polite, he took off his clothes and turned his back to Song Guiyuan to let him take a look.

"Ah, it's green, it's still a little broken, the blood doesn't come out, it's okay, my knee rubbing, you see, scrape a cut, the iron bucket was cut by the wrong seam, is it really his life." ”

Lu Ze looked at it, isn't it, Song Guiyuan's knee made a slender cut, and it was slowly bleeding out, although the wound was not deep, but it was always an iron cut, and it had to be disinfected.

Basically, there are no good places on everyone's body, Lu Ze's back, elbows, and cheeks are also rubbed with a little skin.

The doctor who followed the crew came over, Lu Ze didn't have much of a problem, he took two cotton swabs from the medicine box and dipped them in iodine and rubbed them on his wound, and then grinned twice at the corner of his mouth.

It's kind of enjoyable.......

The most serious wound should be a group performer, his small arm was cut, it was quite deep, and he needed six stitches, and the drama gave him a thousand yuan to go back to recuperate.

This also made Guo Mingde lose his temper and began to spray wildly at the props group.

"Didn't you say that the inspection was over? Ah! Why don't you check the staggered seams between the iron buckets? What are you doing with long eyes? Did you climb or not? This month's salary is 1,000 and the team leader is deducted 2,000! Next time, if he has a prop that hurts someone, fuck him out! Lao Tzu is not short of manpower! There are other groups! Give me careful! Carefully! Again, if there is a mistake! If there is one, count one! Fuck me out!"

Lu Ze took out a cigarette from his bag and sent it around, they were all serious actors, all of them were old smoking guns, they didn't dislike Lu Ze's cigarettes, and after lighting them, they watched Guo Mingde scold the staff with blood.

"I've got biscuits, some?"

Zeng Fandong, the actor of the bean cake, came over and shook Lu Ze with a box of biscuits.

This morning is really tired enough, the little thing I ate in the morning has been digested cleanly, Lu Ze happened to be a little hungry, reached out and took out two pieces to eat, a little dry.

"Where did you get the bi.......scuits? It's all shattered like this. ”

"Shhhh ”

"Poof, stealing?"

A mouthful of biscuit residue squirted out, this old-fashioned biscuit will drop a lot of scum as soon as you bite it, Lu Ze shrunk his neck, quickly drank Red Bull, and looked at Zeng Fandong's eyes glaring.

"Shhhh ”

Lu Ze looked at all the members of the props team who couldn't lift their heads to be trained, and then looked at the leading actors, the cat bent his waist, and slipped into the anti-artillery hole of the trench, and ate slowly, this kind of biscuit doesn't look good, but it's really sweet and quenches hunger, and then one after another actors jumped into the pit, gathered in a pile, and laughed quietly.

Until the leader of the props team checked the props used in the afternoon, he just entered the warehouse, and after a while, his face turned red.

"Where's the biscuit?