Yes!

But Du Yu raised his hand to signal, and Huo Tingen stopped moving.

Useful is an exclusive noun that Du Yu explored during the filming process, and he was not used to the words "Action", "Rolling", and "No good" that Fei Nan used at the beginning, so he used his own language to direct the shooting.

Useful means that it has passed, indicating that the film just shot is not wasted.

"Call it a day!"

But Du Yu covered the blackout cloth on the machine, picked up the machine, and moved it to the warehouse.

This old-fashioned camera machine is bulky, clumsy, and heavy, and you need to turn the handle with your hands when shooting, and you can shoot for days, but Du Yu's right arm is already very sore.

However, he still did not allow anyone to touch his machine, and no matter how tired he was, he had to carry it himself.

For the convenience of filming, Zhang Shichuan, Du Yu, and Zheng Zhengqiu, the three crew members, simply suspended the work of the magazine and newspaper and lived directly on the set.

I finished work relatively early today, on the one hand, because there was not much film left, and on the other hand, it was also because tomorrow was the time for the competition with the Hongkou Dojo.

When the shooting was over, everyone gathered in the warehouse.

The brothers and sisters strictly guarded the front and back doors of the warehouse, and Fei Nan and the others closed the door and discussed until midnight before leaving mysteriously.

Early the next morning, Nong Jinsun got a carriage and came to the studio warehouse.

But Du Yu carried the machine, got into the carriage, set up the tripod, and set up the machine.

After that, Nong Jinsun chartered several rickshaws, pulled everyone from Jingwumen, and walked towards Hongkou District together.

Today's Hongkou Dojo is different from the past, not only are there a lot more neon troops on duty, but even the entire street has been blocked.

The carriage stopped in front of the main gate of the Hongkou Dojo first, but Du Yu carefully lifted the curtain, gave up the gap in the camera, and slapped at the main gate of the dojo.

The neon army commander on duty saw the carriage and wanted to rush forward, but the rickshaw behind also arrived quickly and stopped at the door of the dojo, blocking it to the brim.

"Who are you?"

The Neon Army Captain stepped forward and asked.

On the rickshaw at the front, Nong Jinsun and Huo Tingen strutted out of the car.

Standing at the gate of the Hongkou Dojo, Huo Tingen lifted the hem of his clothes, put up a shelf, pointed to the plaque on the gate of the dojo with an exaggerated expression, and said loudly: "In the land of projectiles, dare to laugh at me and have no one in China?"

The army commander frowned and asked, "What are you doing? Hurry up and leave! No one is allowed to enter here!"

Behind Huo Tingen, the brothers of the Jingwu Sect were excited, shouting non-stop.

Huo Tingen turned his head and raised his hand to signal, and the Jingwu Sect brothers also quieted down and were in order.

Raising his eyebrows, Huo Tingen pointed his hand at the army commander and said loudly: "This is a place for the Chinese! Why can't we enter?"

"That's right!"

"That's it!"

The Jingwu brothers followed to help.

The army commander seemed to think of something, and asked, "You are here to learn martial arts from the Hongkou Dojo, right?"

"That's right!"

Huo Tingen changed his appearance again, stood tall, and said righteously: "Today, I, Huo Yuanjia, want to let you neon people see what Chinese martial arts are!"

The army commander didn't know why, and looked at him suspiciously, before he said: "Our chief Fujita has told us that if the martial artists from the Jingwu Sect come, let them in, but it will definitely not work for so many of you to go in together." ”

Hearing this, Huo Tingen turned around and looked at Fernan, who was mixed in the crowd.

Chen Zhen stood beside Fei Nan, pulling a rickshaw in his hand.

On the rickshaw was a cabinet that looked like a thing, covered with a layer of white veil, but it was a working gramophone.

The material to be shot was almost over, and Fernan glanced at Hottingen.

Huo Tingen understood, so he snorted, facing the direction of the carriage, and said: "Teach you a few neon warriors who don't know the height of the sky, why do you need to use so many people? I, Huo Yuanjia, am enough!"

After that, he shouted: "Where is Chen Zhen!"

"Here it is. ”

Chen Zhen put down the car and agreed.

Huo Tingen Zhengse said: "I don't know neon, you can help me be a translator and go together!"

"Yes, Master!"

Chen Zhen responded with a fist clenched and looked at Fei Nan.

Fei Nan smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Chen Zhen suddenly felt a warm flow into his body, and the strength in his body seemed to be a little greater.

I was surprised, I didn't know why, but I didn't want to ask too much at this time.

Chen Zhen nodded at Fei Nan and strode in front of Huo Tingen.

The army commander asked the neon army on duty to get out of the way of the dojo gate.

Huo Tingen and Chen Zhen stood in front of the door, but they were facing outward, their buttocks facing the door, and posed a few majestic poses before turning around and striding into the door.

The figures of the two disappeared at the door, Fei Nanchong glanced at the remaining Jingwu brothers, and everyone tacitly pulled the rickshaw aside and waited quietly.

Fei Nan came to the carriage and jumped into it.

But Du Yu was hunched over, and the two reels of film on the camera were turning with his handle.

"Did you get it?"

Fernan got in the car and asked.

"Got it!"

But Du Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead, the handle didn't stop, and muttered: "That's all there is left with this bit of film, I'll finish shooting it, and when the new goods arrive tonight, you can use the new ones." ”

The carriage was tightly covered, but cold air was still coming in, and his sweat was nervous.

In front of so many neon soldiers with loaded guns, it is still quite dangerous.

Outside the carriage, the army commander stared at the Jingwumen brothers vigilantly, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't be sure.

Suddenly, his attention was focused on the tightly wrapped carriage.

In such a carriage, there are a lot of people hidden!

Unloading the gun from his back, he strode towards the carriage.

The Jingwumen brothers knew what was in the car, and when they saw him approaching, they all looked at him vigilantly.

Seeing everyone's reactions, he was even more sure that there was something in the carriage.

Seeing this, Nong Jinsun hurriedly greeted him, stopped in front of him and said, "Sir, this is my carriage, I have bad legs and feet, so I want it to travel." ”

The army commander obviously didn't believe it, and asked in a deep voice: "Lift the curtain, I want to see!"

"This ...... You don't have to, right? There's nothing in the car. ”

Nong Jinsun glanced at the position of the car window, and his eyes were a little anxious.

"Open it now!"

The army commander pointed his gun at him and scolded him in a deep voice.

Inside the carriage, but Du Yu also heard his words, he couldn't help but panic, and asked nervously in a low voice: "It's over, what can I do?"

They didn't have any weapons with them, but what if the neon soldiers confiscated the camera?

"Don't be afraid, just come back and sit down. ”

Fei Nan looked indifferent, took the initiative to open a crack in the door curtain, and said to Nong Jinsun with a smile: "Uncle Nong, if he wants to check, let him check it, it's okay." ”

When the army commander saw Fernan enter the carriage, he was not surprised by his appearance, but turned his gun and aimed at the curtain.

Fei Nan looked at him and smiled as he lifted the curtain, exposing the interior of the carriage to his vision.

But Du Yu sat stiffly on the carriage cushion, and the movie machine was still on a tripod, occupying most of the space in the carriage.

The army commander looked around the carriage, and his expression gradually softened.

His gaze swept over the camera, but it was as if he hadn't seen anything.

Putting away the gun and carrying it to his shoulder, he yelled at Nong Jinsun: "No carriages are allowed to park at the door of the dojo, hurry up and drive away!"

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