Northeast of Zhuang Autonomous Region, Guilin, Yangshuo, Li River.

The green vine and old trees are faint, the small bridge is flowing water, and the sun is setting.

Wang Zheng wore a hat, black clothes, black pants, and black cloak, holding a black fish skin sheath, gold swallowing mouth, and a prop long sword decorated with thirteen bean pearls, standing on the bridge, the hat covered his appearance, and the sunset stretched his shadow very long.

In order to shoot this sunset shot, the entire crew has stayed on the bank of the Li River for three days.

The river is flowing with water, the heat wave is blowing, and the remnant sun is hanging in the sky, which is the recovery scene of Xiaohe's sharp corners, but the next scene is the beginning of a nameless swordsman stepping into the rivers and lakes with hatred.

"You're the killer who likes to kill people behind your back, Yan Thirteen?"

At the other end of the bridge, there stood a swordsman wearing a hat, white clothes, white pants, and white cloak.

"It's me. ”

Wang Zheng's tone of reply was very light and cold, and he didn't even raise his head, standing motionless at the head of the bridge.

"Just tell me who instructed you to kill my second brother, and I will spare you today. The white-clothed swordsman did not turn around, nor did he hide the murderous intent in his tone.

"When is the time for retribution, Qualcomm, your brother is also the one who should be killed. Wang Zheng's tone was still so cold, as if he was an emotionless person.

"If you don't say it, you'll die tonight. ”

"My life is useless, I can send you. ”

The white-clothed swordsman was furious, and with a "swish" sword flash, the sword was out of the body, and it stabbed into Wang Zheng's heart like lightning, this sword pierced through the hearts of many people, and he was also a deadly killer.

The swordsmanship that should have pierced the heart with a sword, but failed to pierce Wang Zheng's heart.

Just as the white-clothed swordsman attacked with a sword, the motionless Wang Zheng turned around at an extremely fast speed, and the black cloak brought up a burst of air-breaking body, and at the same time, the sword was out of the body, and the dark sword sound had reached the throat of the white-clothed swordsman.

Feeling the sudden coldness in his throat, the white-clothed swordsman's eyes widened, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

"Although my life is useless, it is better for you to die first. As soon as the cold words fell, Wang Zheng pulled out the sword that was against the throat of the white-clothed swordsman, and the sword body cut through his throat, splashing him with scarlet blood, but he didn't care.

"Except for the third young master, no one can use such a fast sword, this person must be Xie Xiaofeng, the young owner of the Divine Sword Mountain Villa. ”

Not far from the small bridge, there is a thatched tea shop, which gathers a lot of tourists from the rivers and lakes, and many people from the rivers and lakes are amazed when they see that the duel here has been decided.

"Why should I live in the shadow of others. ”

At this moment, Wang Zheng, who was incarnated as Yan Shisan, could understand his mood very well, and being mistaken for the third young master was an insult to him who had been practicing swords since he was a child. The sword qi was flying, and the hat in the head was cut off with a sword, revealing a black face, and roared angrily at the many tourists in the tea shop, and the roar shook the straw on the thatched roof, and the tourists were also frightened.

"Did you hear that, you hurry up and kill the third young master, so that your name can really shine on the rivers and lakes, in case you die under the sword of the third young master, I can also sell your life-killing thirteen for a good price." ”

As soon as the crowd of spectators left, Huang Yifei, who played the crow, appeared out of nowhere, and while putting away the Gaotong sword, he did not forget to provoke Yan Shisan to find the third young master to duel as soon as possible.

"Under Cuiyun Peak, I have a life and death agreement with him. ”

After Wang Zheng finished speaking, he glanced at Huang Yifei coldly, put away the long sword in his hand, and left the small wooden bridge.

"Card, the first set of shots has passed!" As soon as Wang Zheng left the small bridge, Pan Hengsheng, who was in charge of the camera, let out a shout.

Finally, Wang Zheng, who heard the sound, breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly took off the clothes and cloak on his body, it was really too hot in early summer, and this first scene took the crew three days, plus the preliminary preparations, the crew arrived in Yangshuo for nearly ten days.

It's just that Wang Zheng expected this trip to shoot too easily, and when he came to Yangshuo, he found that in addition to the natural natural scenery, it is also in an undeveloped land, not only the transportation is inconvenient, but all the props needed by the crew have to go to the city of Guilin hundreds of kilometers away to buy, and the well-preserved ancient buildings and pavilions are even rarer, which makes the whole shooting plan even more difficult.

When night fell, the whole crew stayed in the only hotel in Yangshuo Old Street, unlike Li Hanxiang and Liu Jialiang, Wang Zheng used the price of the Xiangjiang market to open the wages of mainland actors, and the actors were at least 50 Hong Kong dollars a day, and the meals were also of a unified standard.

The staff who have been following Wang Zheng for a long time feel that it is nothing, but it is the first time that a group of actors in the mainland have met such a generous director, in addition to being very grateful for his generosity, they are also working harder when filming.

After dinner, Wang Zheng came to Hu Weili's temporary music studio and saw that he was still tinkering with the music synthesizer that had been transported from Xiangjiang, and on the table next to him, there was still a half-eaten dinner.

Seeing this scene, Wang Zheng hurriedly said: "Master Hu, let's get it after eating, and I'm not in a hurry now." ”

Seeing Wang Zheng, Hu Weili hurriedly put down the manual in his hand and smiled awkwardly: "Director Wang, I'm really embarrassed, you give me such a high salary, but I can't help at all." ”

Wang Zheng didn't expect such a result, he thought that a music master like Hu Weili, making a piece should be as simple as a common thing for him, how could he have thought that he was not only computer blind, but also couldn't even operate the most basic music synthesizer, and had an empty mind of music scores, but he couldn't compose them through music equipment, and Wang Zheng couldn't invite a music troupe to come over.

In order to learn computers and music synthesizers as soon as possible, Hu Weili only slept 3 or 4 hours a day.

"Master Hu doesn't need to apologize, the computer is actually very simple, but it takes a little time to master it, I wonder if Master Hu is good at this kind of wind instrument?"

Although Hu Weili didn't know why Wang Zheng asked, he still nodded and said: "Xiao is a kind of Chinese music, and it is also an instrument that I major, so it is natural to play it." ”

After getting confirmation, Wang Zheng said happily: "That's great, I have a rivalry with Miss Guan to start filming in a while, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for her to get into the role, if Master Hu can blow a song on the side with the miserable flute sound with the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, it should be able to help her get into the state." ”

"No problem, give me half an hour, and I'll immediately compose the kind of poignant flute sound that Director Wang wants. ”

After Hu Weili finished speaking, he immediately took out the stave and started working, regardless of the half-eaten dinner, it seemed that he was preparing to explode on the stave of frustrations on the computer and music synthesizer.