Chapter 643: Flying Dragon in the Sky (Part II)

"Jihyo, why did you run here. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" took the mineral water handed by Zhizhi, Zhao Yongqi pointed to the sandy ground, "It's very dirty here, stand for a while, if the wind blows slightly, you will have a layer of soil on your body." ”

"It's fine. Yi Zhijiao smiled and said, "You give money to buy new ones." ”

"Hahaha...... Okay, buy a new one. Zhao Yongqi opened the mineral water bottle in his hand, poured some into the air in his mouth, and then handed it back to Zhizhi, and said with a mysterious smile: "Go back and sit down, and I'll show you a big trick later." ”

"Well, I'll see. Although he only said a few words, the smile on his face was still very sweet.

After a while after Zhizhi walked back, the departments in charge of props, field affairs, makeup, etc., all made OK gestures to the director's seat. Chen Wenwei, who was still talking and laughing with the ignorant Zhiyou, immediately became solemn again, picked up the microphone and said, "The one hundred and thirty acts, start!"

For the first few minutes, it seemed a little boring. Because, it was Zhao Yongqi who stabbed the black-faced man to death with a gun, posing from the horse to the horse. But the subsequent scene immediately made the audience excited again.

I saw that when the black-faced man spurted out a mouthful of blood, shook a few times, and fell from his horse to death, Yuan Shaojun rushed out of two generals. One made a sledgehammer and the other held a long knife, and rushed towards Zhao Yongqi from left to right.

"The dog thief has hurt my brother's life, so come with his life!" a tall and thin general rushed at a fast horse, while another rushed in with a strange scream.

In an instant, Zhao Zilong, who was on a white horse and a silver spear in the field, became a one-enemy situation. I saw that Zhao Yongqi's face was frosty at this moment, but his eyes were firm, and he was bold, and he didn't look at his opponent in his eyes at all.

slapped the war horse under the crotch, not only did not retreat, but quickly met the enemy. With a flick of the spear in his hand, the trace of blood on the tip of the spear flew away with the wind and scattered on the battlefield.

Between the lightning and flint, the three horses were staggered, and the spear in Zhao Yongqi's hand flashed out, as fast as lightning towards the throat of the sledgehammer general.

The two horses were staggered, even if the general's throat had been protected, and when the steel spear was really stabbed, he still couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. It's just that Zhao Yongqi naturally won't really stab the ground, just the right point, just slide over the side. And in the later stage after editing, it is naturally a shot piercing.

Ignoring the military general who was holding his throat, pinching the blood bag from his hand, and snorting a few times and turning over and stabbing to death, Zhao Yongqi's eyes instantly stared at the person on the other side.

It seemed that he was captured by the murderous aura of the killing god in front of him, and the military general just stubbornly flew over to fight with Zhao Yongqi, and took advantage of the opportunity to stagger, and immediately slapped his horse and fled to the main formation.

With one hand lifting the reins of the horse, the legs of the white horse under Zhao Yongqi's crotch lifted off the ground, and the person stood up with a long neigh, and stopped abruptly. And Zhao Yongqi, who had his back to the fleeing general, didn't seem to want to let him escape, and suddenly his whole body shook, and the whole person bounced up, as if he had hung up Weiya, at least a distance of one or two meters away from the horse's body. Immediately after that, his feet were on the horse's back, and the whole person flew up and jumped high in the air.

In an instant, the silver spear in his hand flew towards the back of the fleeing military general as if he had opened his eyes. Of course, after a few possessions, this is a shot that pierces the back of the heart, so that the general can no longer die.

And at this moment, Zhao Yongqi, who was in the air, rolled around beautifully, stood firmly on horseback with his legs, swept Yuan Shao's army with eagle eyes, and shouted: "Who is going to fight!"

Staring at Zhao Yongqi with his bare hands on the horse's back, a silver armor without a drop of blood, but murderous, even though Yuan Shaojun had thousands of troops, he still ...... The audience was dumbfounded! No one dared to speak lightly!

At this moment, he was so stunned that he covered his mouth, and he had already stood up from his seat at some point. Others may still suspect that this is a special effect, and this is a Wia. But Yuzhi and everyone in this field know very well that Zhao Yongqi has no special effects, not even a Wia belt!

Weiya is just a prop hanging from a steel wire on the body, and a bunch of people next to it pull together to pull the actor up and fly. The site is so large that it is almost impossible to erect Wia.

"Click!"

The sound of the clapperboard finally came from the loudspeaker, and Chen Wenwei also took the microphone and said excitedly: "Little guy, good, good, good!

"Hehe, when this little guy read the script a few days ago, he told us that this is Zhao Zilong's first real battle formation, and he has to leave a deep impression on the audience. This flying dragon is in the sky, which he designed by himself and practiced for several days before he became it. Unexpectedly, it was really a one-time pass! This meeting is all about vision. I think, when it actually airs, insiders will probably think we used magic when they see it, haha!" Qian Qiming also seemed very excited, and even spoke a lot more neatly.

And at this moment, the cheers around are even comparable to a concert. Zhao Yongqi in the field has long been surrounded by those actors and staff. He took off his helmet and grabbed his hair stupidly, as if he was smiling and saying something to them.

Zhizhi slowly put down the white and tender little hand covering his small mouth, stared at the tall figure who had already been surrounded, and whispered: "Oba, you will definitely become everyone's idol, everyone!"

In the next second, the ignorant little hand was raised in front of the small mouth, forming a trumpet, with a sweet smile, and shouting with all his might: "Oba, you are the best!"

As if hearing a confused shout, Zhao Yongqi in the crowd raised his arm holding the helmet and waved it vigorously towards her, with a gentle warm smile on his face.

At this moment, the girl who understood the boy's expression had a sweeter smile on her face.

……

"Don't you leave after lunch?" Zhao Yongqi, who sent Zhizhi out of the set, asked gently.

"Nope. Yi Zhijiao smiled and shook her head, "I have to rush back to Shanghai in a while, otherwise it will be too late, and I will attend a business event early tomorrow morning." ”

"Well, then be careful on the road. Zhao Yongqi nodded, and then said: "I may have to shoot at night, it's not convenient to answer the phone, you have arrived at the Shanghai hotel, just send me a safe message." ”

"Hee-hee, okay. Looking at the heartfelt concern of the handsome big boy beside him, a happy smile appeared on his face. However, in the next second, he suddenly waved his small fist and said dissatisfiedly: "Hmph, last time I promised not to have a group of beautiful girls I don't know." I can see those makeup artists clearly. ”

"......" Zhao Yongqi, who was speechless, said with a bitter face: "Okay, I'll talk to Sister Zhou in a while, and see if there is a big man who has learned makeup......"