"What should I do if I get hurt?"

The crew that Mr. He has been to, even if he uses a stand-in for dangerous scenes, it is not for nothing that he uses a stand-in for action scenes, and even more, it is not for nothing that he directly uses a stand-in for the whole play, and it is not for nothing that he changes his face in the later stage.

"We have a huge medical team with us. ”

Wu Jing said seriously: "It's your time to pay for it, you really can't do it, it's too dangerous and the professional requirements are too high, you can't come, okay, you can." But if any other actor can, you must also be able to, this is your basic quality as an actor. ”

Speaking of movies, Wu Jing couldn't help but start babbling about it.

"There was one thing that surprised me when I made a film before. ”

"What's wrong?"

"At about seven or eight o'clock in the morning, I went to work with the crew, and someone next to me praised me, Brother Jing, you are so dedicated. Isn't this nonsense? People give money to buy your time, why should you be late and leave early? Isn't it right for an actor to endure hardships and be tired, and dedication should be? When has punctuality become a virtue?"

"There are still a lot of actors who are willing to endure hardships now, like us Peng Peng, Zifeng, and Xiaoxuan. "Teacher He did not forget to say good things for the three juniors.

"I know this, I've watched a lot of films about Zifeng's little girl, and it's really rare to have this kind of acting at this age. Wu Jing vaguely remembered that there was a movie, a close-up shot of Zhang Zifeng, holding a book and an infiltrating evil smile, which still makes him remember deeply.

"Teacher Huang, Teacher He, Brother Jing, you talk, I'll go up. Peng Peng ate and drank to his heart's content, listened to the conversation of several people for a while, and was sleepy for a while.

As soon as he got up, he was stopped by Ye Mingxuan: "Don't worry, don't worry, the good horse steps can't be missing." ”

I almost forgot about it, if I didn't just remember it, I really let you get mixed up, and said that it would be a step at night, then it must be done, and you must be true to your word.

"Brother, you see it's the middle of the night, don't you?"

Just now, Peng Peng was still snickering in his heart, Brother Xuan's attention was attracted by Wu Jing's conversation, thinking that he should be able to escape tonight, but before he could be happy, he was stopped by Brother Xuan. Peng Peng was resistant.

"What is about practicing martial arts is perseverance, and losing weight is the same, you have to persevere, how can you lose weight if you don't insist? How can you take on the drama if you don't lose weight? How can you find a girlfriend if you don't have a show? If you don't have a girlfriend, you're going to be lonely and old, think about how pitiful it was at that time?"

Ye Mingxuan is serious nonsense.

"Brother, it's not that serious, is it?"

Isn't it just to lose weight? Is it so serious? If you are fat, you may also take on the show, besides, what the hell is loneliness?

"It's not serious, if you want to stab you, you will stab, that's so much nonsense. "Teacher Huang is naturally for Peng Peng's good, ready-made opportunities, if you can't grasp this, then you can only blame yourself.

"Teacher Huang, do you really want to take a horse step?"

Pemba's struggle is pointless, everyone unanimously decided to let you take a step, can you still run?

"Brother, what should I do?"

Although Ma Bu is simple, Peng Peng feels that Ye Mingxuan is professional and should be different.

"I'll try it too, Xiao Xuan, you say, I'll do it with Peng Peng. ”

Teacher He is purely joining in the fun, and of course, this will not make Peng Peng too embarrassed.

"Teacher He, with your small physique, can you do it?"

Teacher Huang didn't forget to mock Teacher He at the camera: "Do you believe it or not, Teacher He can't hold on for three minutes?"

"Who said I can't? I'm sure I can, how can a man say no?"

"Then give it a try, don't just talk about it. ”

"Xiao Xuan, you said that I did it with Peng Peng, I still don't believe it, how can I not have three minutes?"

Teacher He rolled up his sleeves and said unconvinced.

"Okay. Ye Mingxuan found a thin bamboo strip more than half a meter long, held his hands behind his back, and his expression was serious, and he was like a martial arts master.

"Open your feet parallel to each other, the width of the three soles between your feet, your feet parallel, pembong, don't go eight, parallel. Bend your knees at 90 degrees and squat down at 90 degrees. ”

Ye Mingxuan checked the posture of the two, and there was something slightly wrong with Peng Peng, it was a fried meat with bamboo strips, and he grinned in pain.

"Teacher He, don't clamp your thighs, expand outward, yes, don't move your feet, yes, that's it, don't move your feet. The knees can't be over the toes, the thighs are parallel to the ground, the head is raised and the chest is closed, the waist is straight, and the loose and loose can have the spirit of a martial arts practitioner. ”

Not to mention that Ye Mingxuan is quite strict in teaching Peng Penglai, after all, the teacher is old, so it means that there is no standard.

"Hold your hands on your chest, head up, Peng Peng, your waist is straight, don't hunch your waist, it's too ugly. ”

After Ye Mingxuan finished speaking, now the two of them did a standard horse step punching action opposite each other, and the momentum was really different.

"Yes, that's it, steady, don't shake, the first practice doesn't take long, just three minutes. ”

It was only about ten seconds, Mr. He's legs were already trembling slightly, his body was slowly sinking, the green tendons on his face were clearly visible as he gritted his teeth, and even his eyes were exerting strength.

Peng Peng was young, a little better, but only a little, his face was flushed, and although his legs were a little trembling, at least he didn't squat down.

"Director Wang, do we have durian?"

Ye Mingxuan laughed evilly and asked at Wang Zhengyu.

"Yes. ”

"Director Wang, borrow it. ”

Ye Mingxuan moved a small stool, put it under Peng Peng, and put the durian on the stool, and there was only a distance of two or three centimeters between the durian and Peng Peng's PG.

"Brother~ No, don't be so ruthless~, right?"

Peng Peng turned his neck slightly and looked at Ye Mingxuan and said, as soon as he opened his mouth, he breathed, only to feel that his whole body was sinking, and he unconsciously dropped a few points, and Peng Peng could even feel the thorns of the durian piercing his pants.

"Shut up, don't speak, don't think too much, your waist is straight, Peng Peng, your hands are stretched forward, your arms, thighs, and the ground are parallel. ”

Teacher He basically squatted down, Ye Mingxuan didn't care, just stared at Peng Peng, every part was strictly required and must be standard. In less than a minute, Peng Peng's legs were already trembling violently, his face was congested with blood with too much force, he was already red, and his neck was a little thicker.

"Come, stretch your hand upwards and give you some gifts. ”

Ye Mingxuan took two bottles of Trensu and stood between Peng Peng's hands.

"Don't move, if you fall, it'll take three minutes. ”

Peng Peng now knows the difficulty of the standard horse step, only a few tens of seconds, it feels like it has been as difficult as centuries, the legs are not his own, and he has gradually become numb, but the durian under him makes him have to insist, if he can't hold on, then he can't be pierced a few holes?

"Brother~"

"What's wrong?" Ye Mingxuan sat in front of Peng Peng with a chair, and drank Trensu for a long time.

"I... Hang on... I can't stop it..."

Peng Peng gritted his teeth and looked hideous when he said this, and Trensu was already in his hands, and his outstretched arm couldn't stop trembling.

"If you can't hold on, sit down, I didn't stop you!"

The people who looked like Hang Erlang just wanted to punch twice to save their temper, which was not enough, and he still held a plate of unfinished dishes, and put a bite on Peng Peng's mouth to tease.

"It's so fragrant, do you want to eat it?" Ye Mingxuan said to Peng Peng with a wink.

"No... Don't eat. ”

Peng Peng was stabbed by the durian, and although he was trembling all over, he gritted his teeth and stiffened.

Teacher He has been dead for a long time, sitting in the gazebo rubbing his legs, and looking at Peng Peng with pity: "It's just such a simple action, it's too tiring, even more tiring than me harvesting rapeseeds." It's going to die. ”

"Is it such an exaggeration?" Mr. Huang was a little unconvinced, although Peng Peng's performance was extremely real, but he could be tired like this in just one minute?

"Yes, the first time I zamabu, three to five minutes is already a good result, zamabu is my childhood nightmare, every day zamabu. ”

Wu Jing learned martial arts from learning and knew this best.

Teacher Huang looked at Peng Peng's appearance and thought about it for a while, shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's tiring to watch." ”

"This horse step is a bit interesting, when I was a child, Zama Bu was considered light, the most terrible thing is that Zama Bu raises a wooden gun, which is the most difficult. ”

Wu Jing is a martial arts family with a family of marksmanship.

"What's so tiring about lifting a wooden gun?"

A wooden gun weighed three or five pounds, and it was nothing to lift it for half an hour without stepping on a horse.

"Teacher Huang, a two-meter-long wooden gun, hold one end, stretch it forward and parallel to the ground, and then tie up the horse, it is not easier than you to resist a hundred catties of things. ”

Wu explained with a smile that this method mainly exercises wrist strength and arms, and horse step exercises can make the lower plate stable, the feet are flexible, and the waist is strong, which can be said to be a whole body muscle exercise.

"Raise a wooden gun like this? Then I estimate that my arm will be useless in three days, you... Pemba be careful..."

As Teacher He was talking, Peng Peng fell to the side, not caring about anything else, and shouted anxiously.

Without waiting for Teacher He to make other moves, Ye Mingxuan's eyes were quick, and he grabbed Peng Peng, kicked away the durian, and helped Peng Peng sit down.

"Brother, is there three minutes?"

It's not that Peng Peng is tired and paralyzed, it's just that the leg muscles are too sore, numb and don't obey the call, and falling to Ye Mingxuan is also deliberate, Peng Peng knows that Ye Mingxuan will definitely not watch him fall to the ground, and his legs are indeed a little unbearable.

"It's been about three minutes, it's okay, how does it feel?"

Ye Mingxuan straightened Peng Peng's legs and helped him massage the muscles in his legs, if you really want to let it go, Peng Peng won't want to work tomorrow, and he won't be able to sleep well tomorrow night.

"Brother, I'm fine, just rest for a while. Peng Peng said, shaking his arm.

"If you don't massage, don't want to get out of bed tomorrow morning, you won't be able to sleep tomorrow night. Wu looked at Peng Peng with pity and said.

"Why?"

When Zama walked, his legs were really sore, and he was uncomfortable to death, and he felt okay when he stopped, and he was not very tired.

"It's okay now, if you don't care about your sore legs tomorrow morning, your arms too. Relax, I'll give you a massage and massage your muscles, and you'll be fine tomorrow after a night's sleep. ”

"Master, I'll help Peng Peng up to rest first. ”

"Go, go up and rest, don't come down, it's one o'clock in the morning." ”

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