Before the start of filming, both the crew and Feng Yi's team had told these group performances thousands of times. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

You can't really make a move, you can just make a show.

And the cameras are all shooting, and in the end, if you see who makes a heavy shot, the consequences will be weighed by yourself.

So although these group performances were very ferocious, they didn't punch the flesh at all, almost all of them borrowed their positions, either kicked on the ground, or gently wiped Feng Yi's clothes with their fists.

As for his face - it's a huge amount of insurance, who would dare touch it?

However!

Feng Yi, who was pretending to be beaten, suddenly felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and his face and neck suddenly turned red.

He just wanted to get up and shout to stop filming, and scolded these group performances, but he didn't know who was kicked in his crotch, and subconsciously opened his mouth and screamed: "Oops......"

As soon as he shouted, a heavy punch flew in his face, and he was suddenly hit with gold stars in his eyes.

The prosthesis hidden under the skin has a feeling of falling off, the bridge of the nose is sore and numb, and the chin on tiptoe can feel crooked without looking in the mirror.

But the director and assistant director sitting in front of the monitor, and Feng Yi's agent didn't see these crimes he suffered, and several cameras didn't catch any trace at all.

What's even more erectile is that the reporters who filmed didn't see anyone making a heavy hand on Feng Yi.

And in their eyes, these group performances are obviously thunder and rain, shouting loudly, and waving violently, in fact, few people actually touch Feng Yi.

I couldn't help but shake my head at a few reporters at the moment.

"Alas, the current actors are too disrespectful!"

"Yes, I used to shoot Chen Yuanming and their old artists, and they were all real hits!"

"Don't talk about Chen Yuanming, just Zhai Long, I heard that he is also in this crew, and he used to jump off the building in person. ”

"Really, isn't it throwing inflatable dolls?"

"How could there be an inflatable doll at that time?"

"Alas, look at the little fresh meat now, a bunch of people applaud when they sell their faces, pretend a little, and a bunch of fans are holding what strength and acting skills they say, it's also hehe!"

The fist that landed on Feng Yi escaped everyone's eyes.

If someone finds out the truth, they will definitely sigh: this borrowing is really awesome!

"Don't fight! Don't fight......"

Feng Yi covered his face with one hand and his crotch with the other, his legs clamped and curled up and wailed.

The reporters in the distance listened to it and laughed: "These screams are quite true, but they are too sissy!"

"Yes, if a person is really in danger, shouting for help must be hoarse, especially loud, how can there be such a pinched throat to call!"

They didn't know that the reason why Feng Yi called it so was because he was kicked in the crotch again, and he accidentally kicked on the ball.

Behind the monitor.

Zhu Keping pinched the time and looked at his watch, and when the scene was about five minutes into filming, he asked the woman next to him, "How is it?

"Enough is enough?"

The woman snorted, "How long has it been? Don't you see that the reporters are still taking pictures?"

"But ......"

"It's nothing, today this is also a kind of propaganda, if you do it well, it will be beneficial to everyone, and if you don't do it well, you will definitely have to be ridiculed by reporters, and the old lady will have to spend money on public relations at that time, which is too troublesome!"

"Then you say, how long will it take to shoot? Originally, there were not many scenes in this scene!"

"Three more minutes, right?"

If Feng Yi knew that his agent said so, he would definitely have strangled her heart.

It's a pity that Feng Yi doesn't have this consciousness at all, except for fighting with children when he was a child, he hasn't been beaten so much, and now he hurts so much, and no one cares about it, he thinks he is acting, so he can only cry silently while shouting.

Several group performers didn't see anyone who had a black hand, but they obviously felt the change in Feng Yi.

"Huh, what's wrong with his face?"

"Are you mistaken?"

"Why isn't this scene over? Why didn't the director call it to stop?"

"My arms are sore!"

"This kind of fake fight is actually the most troublesome, it's better to find a stand-in for us to really fight a few times, maybe it will pass in less than a minute. ”

"That's it!"

Li Zhifan, who was mixed in the "man in black", secretly gave Feng Yi a trick, while muttering to the actors around him, full of complaints from ordinary group performers, which would not arouse everyone's suspicion.

And his actions are basically fake fights in everyone's eyes, but in this fake fight, there will be one out of ten moves, taking advantage of the fact that everyone in the audience is not paying attention in all directions, and find the right angle to play the black hand.

Just when Li Zhifan was still enjoying the fun, Zhu Keping shouted to stop.

"Click, yes!"

If this is no longer enough, it is estimated that Feng Yi will be abolished.

Li Zhifan stopped his movements with the other group performers and walked lazily to the sidelines.

Looking back at Feng Yi again, lying on the ground and staring at his eyes, only his fingers moved from time to time all over his body, and the other parts couldn't move at all.

"Yi Yi!"

His agent came over and saw that Feng Yi was still lying on the ground, and the reporters were still clicking to take pictures, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, sneered and made a stop gesture to the reporters, and then stopped beside Feng Yi and said, "It's been filmed, the performance is very good, get up!"

As a result, Feng Yi did not react at all.

The agent shouted again: "Yiyi, get up, stop acting!"

Feng Yi still didn't react.

Only then did the agent realize that something was wrong and hurriedly squatted down.

As a result, I saw that Feng Yi's chin was crooked, his nose was crooked, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and he still had saliva, his eyes kept turning, and he wanted to say something in his mouth, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

"Yi Yi!"

The agent suddenly screamed, "What's wrong with you?

Zhu Keping, who was originally relaxed over there, suddenly tensed up again when he heard this voice.

Turning his head to look at the center of the field, Feng Yi was still lying there, and more than a dozen bodyguards and assistants from Feng Yi's brokerage team around him rushed over.

Reporters were also boiling, scrambling to squeeze in to see what was going on.

And the security guards couldn't stop it at all, and several young, strong, agile and flexible young guys took advantage of the chaos to break through the defense line, ran over with their cameras, and took a burst of shots.

Many group performers and staff around also took out their mobile phones to shoot small videos.

Even the group performers who were acting together just now turned around and took pictures with their mobile phones.

The scene was chaotic for a moment.

At this time, Li Zhifan had quickly changed his clothes and returned to the scene again.

Just as he was about to go over and make a show, someone suddenly shouted to him from behind: "Xiaofan, what's going on?"

When I turned my head, it was Zhai Long.

He seemed to have just gotten off the nanny's car, and he couldn't help but ask curiously when he saw such a big battle.

Li Zhifan pointed to the middle of the field: "It seems that Feng Yi was beaten!" (To be continued.) )