At the door of the old pen house, small raindrops were ticking.

Holding a long sword towards Xiaoshu, he leaned against the door, looking at him intently, and suddenly, a person walked out of the door, and he dodged the "attack" of Ning Que's bent bow with a frightened and surprised face.

Short-fighting suits, leather gauntlets, shoulder pads, bows and arrows, long knives, short swords, and... It looks dirty, old, and black, but it is immune to fire and water damage, physical damage, spell damage, mental damage, automatic positioning, and automatic guardian of the big black umbrella.

"Looking at you like this, I don't want to kill someone, but like moving. After speaking, he couldn't help but look behind Ning Que again: "Why did you carry all the weapons on your back?"

"Be content. Ning Que looked calm: "I hope we can have good luck, I don't want to talk to you... Never return!"

"Haha... If you and I are still alive after tonight, then in the future, as long as you don't violate Tang Law and don't do evil, no one will dare to bully you in the whole conversation. ”

After listening to this, Ning Que glanced at him with his spare eyes: "I'm not here for this... Let's go..."

"OK, cut!" shouted the director in the opposite room: "You two don't move yet, keep this position, I'll shoot a few more close-ups, Sangsang, you get ready." ”

"Okay!"

There was no Song Yiren's scene at night, but Yang Yang seemed to come to join in the fun, so he temporarily added a shot, which is very common during filming, the actor's inspiration came, which was a little different from the script staged, but the effect was better, the director's inspiration came, and it was common to increase or decrease shots.

"Your bow almost hit me, you know. An Zhijie laughed over there.

"It's not what the director asked, you shouldn't hide, a relaxed moment before the big war. Zhou Xiao didn't have any burden, the photographer in front of him was moving the machine, and the rain stopped for the time being.

"I'm a strong martial artist, so it's normal to be able to dodge. ”

"Cut, I walk without a sound. ”

The two are bickering there, and now the filming scenes are relatively relaxed, wait for a while, but they will bear it.

The left-hand receiver has been cleared, and there are a lot of lanterns hanging on the walls on both sides, which has a bit of artistic conception, which will have sounded the sound of the car, and it is estimated that the sprinkler is changing positions.

“Action！”

Ning Que walked out of the old pen house towards Xiaoshu.

“CUT！”

Sang Sang ran out with a big basin: "Young master, you haven't finished eating your noodles yet!"

Then he lowered his head, raised his head again, and let the rain hit his face, with a crying voice: "But when the noodles are cold, they don't taste good." ”

A few seconds later,

"Okay, it's over. ”

Zhou Xiao applauded her: "It's amazing, it's OK once." ”

"That's!" Song Yiren took the towel handed by the agent and wiped his face, just a few minutes of effort, his body was wet.

"Hurry back and take a hot shower, I'm really worried about catching a cold with your bones. ”

"It's fine. Song Yiren waved his hand: "There are several warm babies in my clothes, and they are not cold at all." ”

After speaking, he looked around: "Eh, why didn't Ziyi come, she said that she would come over to see it in the evening." ”

Zhou Xiao shrugged: "It is estimated that the journey was hard and I fell asleep." ”

"Alright, don't worry about me. Song Yiren stood on tiptoe and patted Zhou Xiao's shoulder: "You go and prepare, come on!"

"Okay!"

It can only be said that the rainstorm that the director said is not an ordinary storm!

In the next scene, Zhou Xiao found that not only was the entire cover wet, but there was water on the ground, which had already reached the surface of his feet, and he heard that the entrance to the sewer was specially closed first.

"Wait a minute, the two of you will calmly walk forward, there is no way to record live here, just look ahead, chat, and say lines. ”

"Understood. ”

The next step is to play handsome, Ning Que, Chao Xiaoshu back to back, surrounded by forces from all sides.

But the two of them were unmoved, explaining the enemy's situation word by word to Xiaoshu, while Ning Que quietly observed, observing the opponent he was about to face.

The rain stopped temporarily, so that the audience in front of the TV could know what the opponent looked like in the future, and also gave some lines.

This one took about an hour to shoot.

The main thing is that there are more lenses, and there are also large adjustable arms, panoramas, medium shots, long shots, overhead shots, tracks...

Basically, where the filming is, everyone else is standing there with the scene, and it is completed one by one, even if there are back and forth dialogues, they are fake, just finish the lines according to the rhythm by themselves, and then edit them together in the post-production.

"Kill!"

The villain shouted at the head of the city, and the rainstorm fell again, followed by lightning and thunder.

Laughing at Xiaoshu and rushing to the enemy on the side, the knife in his hand fell, and the knife fell in his hand...

Ning Que secretly observed in the rain, acting cool, and being handsome...

In just three minutes of footage, everyone fell.

Of course, the actual shooting is not so easy, everyone's movement is arranged, who is swords, who is kicked, who flies, who hits the wall...

Another hour passed...

Then there was Zhou Xiao, with a double-wielding long sword, stabbing left, slashing right, slashing forward, and slashing backward, and no one survived wherever he passed.

The swordsmanship is crisp and neat, flowing smoothly, and when the sword falls, someone will fall,

Turn around

Shift,

Flying Kick,

avoid

There is no better adjective than sharp.

The enemy killed is crushed.

Of course, all of the above is the final cut.

Zhou Xiao's prop sword has never really stabbed anyone, and all the scenes of falling, injuring, and flying are all completed with the assistance of the group performers and the staff.

His task is to memorize the route, when to draw the sword, when to bow his head, and when to kick people, all of which are arranged clearly and clearly.

"OK, pass!"

After the director shouted, Zhou Xiao hurriedly walked to one of the actors and helped him up.

"It's okay, I'm really sorry. ”

When shooting just now, Zhou Xiao didn't grasp the distance, and the prop sword in his hand slapped the opponent's face firmly.

The staff on the side also stepped forward to check.

"It's okay, it's okay. The group actor touched his face and stood up, and a red mark was clearly printed on it.

Zhou Xiao took the towel he gave himself and helped him wipe it carefully: "Let the doctor of the crew help you take a look first, if there is any problem, we will go to the hospital." ”

"It's a big fuss, let's do the five elements, it's too common to get a little injured, it's okay, thank you Zhou Xiao." ”

"That's not good, I hurt you by mistake, but you can't sit idly by. ”

"Well, I can't find you if there's something, I have insurance, you go and rest first, don't freeze at night." ”

"Good. ”

Zhou Xiao was not hypocritical, and let Lin Shan help pay attention to it and returned to the room on the side.

An Zhijie was wrapped in a big cotton jacket, sitting in a few small suns and shivering, Zhou Xiao would also feel the chill, it was estimated that it was a psychological effect when shooting, cold is cold, gritting his teeth can still persevere, as soon as he relaxes, he will not work.

After wiping the water on his body with a big towel, he also wrapped himself in a military coat and huddled together with Brother An, baking the stove.

It's so cold!

Now the temperature outside is about five or six degrees, plus the cold water that has been drenched for more than two hours, the lips are purple, and the teeth are fighting.

"Come, ginger tea, hurry up and take two sips. Director Yang Yang personally brought them two cups: "It's hard, it's hard, how is it, can you still persevere?"

Zhou Xiao shuddered, took a sip, and turned his head to look at An Zhijie: "It's absolutely no problem for me to be young, but I'm afraid of my uncle." ”

"Hey!" Brother An was excited, and the ginger soup was spilled on his hands, but he didn't feel hot at all: "What uncle, I don't have a problem, I'm afraid that the young man won't be able to endure hardship." ”

"I don't think it's a problem until tomorrow morning. Zhou Xiao showed no weakness.

"I'll be able to make it until noon tomorrow!"

"Then I'll be the day after tomorrow..."

Yang Yang smiled, yes, and he still had the strength to fight his mouth, indicating that there was no problem.

"Eh, you're all done, I didn't miss anything, did I?"

Zhou Xiao turned around and saw that Meng Ziyi walked in, holding a thermos flask in his hand.

"Are you entering the life of an old cadre in advance? What's in the bottle, wolfberry tea, you can give Brother An a cup." ”

Mencius pouted: "What are you drinking?"

"Oh!" Zhou Xiao raised the cup in his hand: "Ginger tea, it's hot, if it weren't for this, I guess it would be freezing now." ”

"You... I'm drinking ginger tea!" Meng Ziyi hesitated and put the thermos cup in his hand behind him.

"Yes, there's quite a bit of that, you can go drink some and warm up. ”

Mencius shook his hand straightly: "No need, I wear a lot, it's not cold." ”

Song Yiren on the side had sharp eyes: "What's wrong with your hand, and you still put a band-aid on it?"

Zhou Xiao looked back, and it was true, and the index finger of his left hand went around in a circle.

"Oh... What's that, I accidentally scratched it when I was packing up my clothes, a small problem, I guess it'll be fine in a day or two. Mencius said lightly.

"It's stupid, you get hurt when you pack your clothes, so if you clean the house, you can't..."

Zhou Xiao was halfway through speaking, when he saw Ms. Meng glaring, he swallowed back the words behind him.

After half an hour, it was already a little faster at night, and the staff was constantly busy around.

Zhou Xiao touched up their makeup, changed places, and continued to shoot.

The next scene is his solo show.

Chao Xiaoshu and the enemy duel on another level, while Ning Que wanted to stop all the enemies who came to interfere.

Shooting is a little easier than before, because it is fixed in a yard, and the range of motion is not too large.

There are no bells and whistles, all by the weapons in hand.

Speaking of which, it's still hard work.

If you want to be beautiful, you have to work hard, one fights dozens of soldiers, and fights several times, roughly calculated, Zhou Xiao is like a murderer at night.

In the end, I don't have to act, the undulating chest, the slightly trembling arms, and the tiredness in the eyes are all true portrayals.

NG has always been there, mainly because the action director is not satisfied, once it doesn't work, twice, three times... N times.

Needless to say, Zhou Xiao, even an actor with rich experience like An Zhijie is also NG.

At half past three in the morning, the shooting ended.

Zhou Xiao was sore all over, and while saying that he had worked hard, he slowly went to the house with Brother An to take off his soaked clothes first, and then came out to keep warm.

Mencius, Song Yiren, they are no longer at the scene, too, so late, they must go back.

Zhou Xiao controlled his body as little as possible not to tremble, took a sip of ginger tea and took a sip: "It's not hot." ”

"I'm sorry, who accidentally kicked off the plug of the rice cooker just now, and everyone didn't pay attention. ”

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

Lin Shan walked over silently and handed over a steaming cup of ginger tea.

"Eh, you're still hot. An Zhijie on the side saw it, poured it in his hand, and stretched out his hand: "Give me some too, the agent is good, thoughtful." ”

Zhou Xiao drank the hot ginger tea and looked at Lin Shan in surprise, but the latter did not speak.

Director Yang Yang clapped his hands: "You two will rest during the day tomorrow and play at night." ”

"Roger. ”

"Good director!"

After removing his makeup and returning to the hotel, it was almost five o'clock, Zhou Xiao yawned, and was about to close the door, when Lin Shan handed over the thermos flask in his hand again.

"What are you doing? Do you really know how to cook ginger soup?"

"There were a lot of people just now, and I didn't know what the situation was, so I didn't dare to talk nonsense, this was given to me by Mencius when he left. After speaking, Lin Shan beckoned, said good morning, and left.

Zhou Xiao was left alone in a daze at the thermos.