The desert, the lonely smoke, not very straight, the long river, the sunset, the real TM round.

Sunburned!

This is the voice of all those present.

More than 100 crew members are dressed up and can go directly to the bank to rob and rob without being photographed in the face, with a scarf under the hat, a mask under the scarf, and a mask under the mask...... There is another mask.

The various equipment used in the shooting are wrapped in layers of plastic paper, which is also to prevent the sand and dust from entering the key parts, and every time the strong wind blows the sand, it is the photographers' hearts that drip blood.

"How many times has this been walked?" asked the assistant next to him, dressed like an alien.

"Nineties......"

The assistant said with great certainty.

Through the mask and gauze windbreaker, the assistant director shook his head helplessly.

"Old man, this is playing with his life!"

The assistant turned his head to look at the director of the "group" sitting in front of the monitor, and he didn't see any signs that he was going to die.

"Director Du is very good. ”

"Nonsense, that old fox is playing with the heroine's life. ”

The person who is being "played" is Chi Chi.

The sun had scorched her face from east to west, and she had been walking on the same stretch for two whole days.

The requirements of this scene are very simple, Shen Jiu killed his master, forced back the four killers who were originally going to besiege her, and walked alone in the desert.

Yes, the script has only one sentence: "Walking alone in the desert." ”

She's leaving, walking...... Back and forth, with no end in sight.

“Cut！”

Director Du waved his hand, and several staff members immediately went to drag Chi Chi back, and several makeup artists flew up to touch up her makeup...... More importantly, wipe the sand off her face.

"It was a good walk. Director Du said with a smile.

Chi Chi was not so surprised by this sentence, after all, she had heard this compliment dozens of times.

But she still smiled, but the smile was not so obvious anymore - the skin on her face was a little chapped, and it hurt a little when she laughed.

"Let's go again. Duane was still smiling.

"Good. Chi Chi also smiled.

The staff next to him didn't know why, and they all felt a chill all around them.

A road has been walked more than 90 times, and almost all the tricks that humans can imagine can walk have been completed, and the staff has put a few small stones on the road very intimately, because the stones on this road have been kicked by Chi Chi.

Chi Chi obediently stood in place and watched, and the makeup artist sisters next to her were wiping the sand from her ears and eyes.

"Put a twig. She made a small request to the men.

A small branch with dead leaves appeared in her path.

After the preparations, the girl stood in front of the camera again, wearing a black power suit, with metal arm guards on her arms, a black whip around her waist, and a black sword as a prop.

Her back was black, except for the red headband that swayed in the wind.

Shen Jiu walked very slowly, but her pace was very brisk, and she flew up and kicked away the stones in front of her, and her steps became even brisker.

Walking to the side of a dead branch, she bent down and picked it up and held it in her mouth, the black sword was thrown behind her back, and her head twisted casually, as if she could step into a new world with a wide sea and sky in the next step.

"What do you think she ...... How's it going?" asked Duane, a videographer standing in front of him.

The photographer was dressed like a "desert robber", a rag wrapped around his entire head, and only the black sunglasses he wore on his eyes were exposed, he was Feng Yujing, who said that if Chi Chi was selected, he would be the cameraman.

"It's getting more and more relaxed. Feng Yujing said sullenly, grinding a movement for two whole days, Chi Chi walked every time and the previous time, this difference is only superficial, if you compare the first time Chi Chi walked yesterday morning with the time he walked now, you can find that this little girl is not in a hurry and walks down over and over again, it really rubs off all the traces of her performance.

She is just taking it easy very purely, and looking at the scenery on both sides, she can make people feel that this is a Shen Jiu who has something changing in her heart.

"Well, it's best to be comfortable, to be comfortable. ”

Duane nodded and shouted cut again.

This time, he still smiled and asked Chi Chi to go again.

Chi Chi also agreed with a smile.

In this way, she just finished walking this road a hundred times.

Duane didn't say let her go again, and he didn't say OK.

He stood up, took off his shield and stepped out into the sun.

The sun is about to set, and the whole desert brings out a brilliant golden red, and the sky is occasionally combed by the wind, and the red is like fire.

Du ane himself walked along the path that Chi Chi had walked a full hundred times, turned around, and walked in front of Chi Chi.

"You use your current state to go through the feeling of walking thirty-six times. ”

Someone next to her immediately picked out the appearance of Chi Chi leaving for the thirty-sixth time to show her, Chi Chi looked at it, thought about it, nodded, and said that he understood.

Just as a gust of wind was blowing, she raised her sleeves to help Old Man Du block the fine sand that would blow on his face.

"Ready, right?" Director Du didn't laugh this time.

Chi Chi said with a smile as always: "Ready." ”

Shen Jiu walked on the empty desert, with the golden sunset behind him, shining the yellow sand as dazzling as gold.

The golden light also framed her whole person, and from some angles, it looked like the whole person was burning.

None of this caught Shen Jiu's attention.

She was thinking blankly, but she didn't know what to think, just like she killed the leader, but she didn't know what to do after she killed the leader.

A gust of wind blew the sand to her mouth. She pursed her lips and blew the annoying sand away.

A burst of breath came out of her mouth, and in the silence of the desert, it became the only sound with people.

This voice made the Assassin Shen Jiu suddenly think of a funny thing.

As she walked forward, she tried to whistle with her mouth, and she saw many people blowing, many of them dead by her sword.

The whistling thing itself is funny, at least that's what Shen Jiu thinks.

She adjusted her lips and blew forward hard, breath and breath.

Later, he simply stopped walking, just to figure out how to make his mouth make the sound he wanted.

Again, again.

The setting sun gently looked at the girl who was trying to whistle, and gradually set in the west.

A clear voice suddenly came out of Shen Jiu's mouth, and her face, which had been devastated by the wind and sand, was stiff, and slowly, a smile appeared that seemed to be nothing.

Shen Jiu's steps suddenly became lighter, and she continued to walk forward, looking for the feeling of whistling as she went.

The black sword was casually placed on her shoulder, and the red headband slapped against the black hilt when the wind blew.

"Cut! OK. ”

Everyone had an expression of disbelief on their faces after knowing that this one was finally filmed, and after two days of torture, they had lost all hope for this shot.

That's it.

The hotel where the crew stayed was a two-hour drive from the filming location, located in the northwest of the motherland, although it seemed that the sun had not completely set, and the time was close to 8 o'clock in the evening.

On the way back, Chi Chi fell asleep without taking off her makeup, and the makeup artists looked at her sun-red cheeks with pity, and they couldn't bear to disturb her.

Sitting in the car in front, Duane was drinking tea on the ground, drinking tea, while thinking about Chi Chi's performance just now, shaking his head, like a senior opera fan listening to Mingdan's cappella.

"Teacher, since the thirtieth time is not bad, you just let her go all the time, why bother to let her go a hundred times?"

A hundred times this number is easy to say, really walking, less than 100 meters of distance multiplied by 100 is also nearly 10,000 meters, people watching from the side feel tired, sunburned and aggrieved.

Old Man Du took a sip of tea with his eyes closed, and spit out a word: "Stay." ”

"Why am I staying?" Feng Yujing was puzzled.

"Working with an actor, of course I want to know where her power limit is. Du An was in a good mood and was willing to explain to Feng Yujing, "Walking repeatedly with one action is also for her to think about how to figure out Shen Jiu's words and deeds, this is teaching her to film, do you know?"

Feng Yujing himself is an empty shelf for TV drama directors, he just knows how to make a film, he doesn't want to learn Duan's set, and he doesn't want to understand it.

But he can't stop his curiosity now.

"Then you're trying to figure out the limits of her strength?"

Duane took another sip of water and smacked his lips.

He closed his eyes for a minute before speaking.

"Nope. ”

Theoretically speaking, the power of human expression is the same as that of human imagination, and human imagination can be far-reaching, but the power of human expression is ...... It's hard to do that.

Because man will be limited by his own inherent thinking, whether it is self-affirmation or self-denial, it will stifle the development of his own imagination.

Chi Chi, a little girl, never felt that she acted well or badly, she just tried her best to think about how to express something, and it didn't even matter if this thing was the same as the previous one.

This is a very special mentality, not to mention walking a hundred times, even if it is a thousand times and ten thousand times, she can walk out of something different, because she only focuses on the performance itself.

Such a person, you can only grope her limits from her mind.

Such a person also makes Duane can't help but look forward to her every performance.

The ancient country of the East is covered in night, and on the other side of the world, the excitement has just begun.

The SD Independent Film Festival has opened, and the film "Dancing Little Elephant" from the East has been shortlisted for six awards: Best Feature Film, Best Film Actress, Most Social, Most Independent Spirit, and Best Cinematography, becoming the biggest dark horse at the festival.

Wen Xinping stood in a crowd of foreigners, watching people sit in the movie screening room and watch his son's film, his hands trembling a little.

Because of the nervousness.

"They just went in and watched ......"

The middle-aged man who accompanied him said with a smile: "These people all have the right to vote, if they can applaud after watching it, maybe we will really have a show." ”

Wen Xinping and the middle-aged man walked into the screening hall together and sat in the front row.

He has watched "Dancing Little Elephant" many times, and every time it makes him feel new, this time even if he is extremely nervous, he still can't help but feel moved by the girl in the movie.

Soon, the film screening ended.

At the end of the darkness, the slender figure slowly fell in the light, the screen shook slightly, and someone vaguely shouted Lin Qiu's name outside the camera.

The brief darkness in the screening room also came to an end, and there was no sound.

Wen Xinping was shocked to find that none of the people behind him applauded.

"It's over......" he muttered, "I knew ......"

"Smack, smack, slap......"

One person began to applaud, then several people, then a crowd, and eventually the entire screening room was overwhelmed with applause.

Two middle-aged men with not-so-calm expressions looked back and saw someone wiping tears while applauding their movie warmly.

Wen Xinping's hands were shaking, it was excited.

Perhaps, perhaps, they can expect a success that exceeds their expectations?

He wouldn't have thought that these were just the beginning of their entire film awards.