Zhuozhou Film and Television City, Tang City.

Entering December, cold air is frequent. After an afternoon of strong winds, the temperature dropped below freezing in an instant.

Wang Dalun had already put on his makeup, his face was painted with carbon black, thin clothes and pants, although he was wrapped in a military coat, but the cold wind poured in from below, and he was still shivering from the cold.

A high platform was temporarily erected in the open space behind the cave of the city gate, on which were erected a few abandoned pillars scavenged from the film and television city, and some messy beams, wood, etc., and thick wooden strips were tied to the supporting steel frame. The staff is spraying gasoline on the wood and cloth strips, because it is only a fire, so the spraying should be very delicate, so as not to deflagrate and cause accidents.

Zeng Nianping was explaining some details to him, and finally said with special care: "Don't worry, the ignition range has been strictly calculated, and there will be absolutely no danger if you stand on it." ”

Wang Dalun nodded, he kept stomping his feet, and at the same time shrunk his neck and said to Zeng Nianping: "Director, hurry up and shoot, otherwise you will be frozen." ”

No matter how cold he is alone, the city gate is crowded with sheltered group performances, some of them are dressed as monks, and some of them are dressed as royal forest soldiers, and they are all in the background when they are filmed.

The first scene is the scene where Xue Huaiyi burns down the Vientiane Palace. Zeng Nianping arranged the camera position, and there was a wall of fire between the camera and the high platform, so that the camera would not work normally due to low temperature, and at the same time, when shooting long shots, the flame could enhance the visual effect and realism.

"Ignition!"

Zeng Nianping gave an order, and a raging fire suddenly ignited on the fire wall and high platform, and the pyrotechnician calculated that this fire would only burn for twenty minutes at most, which was only enough time to shoot three times, and it must be resolved quickly.

"Da Lun, get ready...... Da Lun, Wang Da Lun, where is it?"

Just as Zeng Nianping was about to start filming, he suddenly found that the actor was missing, and hurriedly shouted.

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

I saw Wang Dalun hurrying over from the downwind.

"Hurry up, it's time to start filming, you hurry up and get in place...... Hey, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Zeng Nianping suddenly found that after a short period of effort, Wang Dalun's eyes turned red, as if he had pink eye.

"Oh, I just went to the downwind and smoked. ”

"What are you smoking...... Oh, that's a good idea, why didn't I think of it? Hurry, hurry, I'll give you a close-up later. ”

Zeng Nianping was stunned for a moment at first, then slapped his thigh, and understood, how could his eyes not be smoked if he was setting fire everywhere? If Wang Dalun hadn't taken the initiative to smoke his eyes red, he really didn't expect this stubble.

Wang Dalun took off his military coat, and as soon as the cold wind blew, he couldn't help but shiver, and hurriedly jumped on the high platform, where there was fire on three sides, so it was a little warmer.

Xue Huaiyi, as the head of Wu Zetian, was originally dressed quite decently, and the costume was worn tightly, so that he could also wear warm autumn clothes and pants inside. But now he was mad, his clothes were disheveled, his chest was exposed, his trousers were rolled up high, and he wore a pair of cloth shoes barefoot. This is also fortunate to be Ping's grace, because the weather is too cold, otherwise according to the script, Xue Huaiyi should be barefoot at this time.

The prop boy gave him a torch, he took it in his hand and waved it, quickly recited the line silently in his heart, and then nodded to Zeng Nianping, who was standing behind the camera.

“action！”

In the camera, the entire Vientiane Palace, Vientiane Palace, was on fire, as if the world had been burned to the ground, there was smoke everywhere, and there were broken walls and ruins everywhere you could see, like a battlefield of fiasco.

As soon as the camera turned, a figure came out of the fire, only to see him holding a torch in his hand, facing away from the camera, looking up to the sky and smiling, opening his hands and turning his body. Wang Dalun had no scruples, wandered on the stone steps, and sacrificed to the Vientiane Palace to show his love for Emperor Wu to the people of the world.

"Close-up, close-up!"

Zeng Nianping commands the cameraman, although he is nominally a director, photography is his old profession, and instead of sitting behind the monitor, he prefers to stand next to the photographer and watch the changes in the lens through the viewfinder.

In the ruins, Wang Dalun's eyes were red, and he didn't care that the surrounding Imperial Forest Army was already surrounded by water, and he roared like crazy: "What's the matter? I'll burn it, it's all gone, how about it?" Hmph...... What can you do, what can you do? This Vientiane Palace is built by me, and it is a generous gift that I offer to the Holy One, representing my deep love!"

Whether it was playing in his head before, rehearsing at home, or now filming in front of the camera, Wang Dalun always feels that he is not going to shoot a TV series, but to act in a stage play on the spot.

Long lines of monologues, exaggerated body language. Fortunately, he has been training his lines in the past two months, and he unintentionally crammed his feet, which has an obvious effect in this scene, and the tone change is very natural.

Just like at this moment, he became lonely in his madness, his tone changed, and he said in a low and sad voice: "Now the saint doesn't like me, and the love is gone......"

Again he shouted frantically: "Love is gone, I'll destroy it, I'll burn it!"

He threw the torch out and rushed down from the high platform......

"Ka, good!"

Acting is an individual life, and in just a few minutes of play, he was hysterical, venting to his heart's content, and even sweating. But he didn't dare to slack off, and after the director shouted the card, he hurriedly took the military coat and wrapped it. This kind of weather is especially easy to catch a cold after sweating, and he still has a lot of things to do behind his butt now, if he gets sick at this time, Zhang Yuan must go crazy.

"This is over, hurry, the Royal Foresters line up outside the door, and the torches are ready. Immediately notify Sister Yalei and Chen Hong, and take advantage of the fire to prepare for the next scene. ”

Zeng Nianping watched the playback directly in the viewfinder, Wang Dalun's watch was perfect, and even exceeded his original expectations, and he immediately dispelled the plan to shoot again.

Originally, he planned to use the computer stunt of "blue picking" to combine the burning Wanshou Palace into the background when he did the later stage of the later scene. But this kind of computer stunt, if you want to do it realistically, the price is ridiculously high, and if it is cheap, it will look fake. Since the filming is going very smoothly now, let's hurry up and take advantage of the fire to shoot the later scenes, so that you don't even have to do computer stunts.

Don't look at such a fire today, it is a fire in the scenic area, and the formation is still so big. It is necessary to report to the scenic area, public security, and fire department, and there is a fire truck parked next to it on standby at any time, for fear of causing a fire. These all come with a fee, and the costs don't add up to a lot of money at all.

The same fee was paid, Zeng Nianping asked the production director to greet the fire department who was watching from the side, and asked the pyrotechnic engineer to add some more firewood to extend the time of the fire as much as possible.

At the same time, the assistant director directed the group performance outside to line up and notify Gui Yalei and Chen Hong to be in place.

Fortunately, the crew has been running in for eight months, and the cooperation is already very proficient, and it can be done in the shortest possible time, and the real shooting is done!

Wang Dalun rushed out of the gate of Tang City, and in the background was the Vientiane Palace that was still burning inside.

Outside the door, a group of his disciples held torches and confronted the Imperial Forest Army outside, and when they saw him running out, the monks turned their heads and looked at the master.

By this time, he had gone completely insane, shouting at the monks and the Imperial Guards, "What are you watching me do?...... Come and get me, tie me up and go to the Holy One, I want to see her with my own eyes...... Ask her why she lied to me! Lie to me as a puppet, have nothing but feelings! Come, come and tie me!, go and report, go......"

Wang Dalun's face was blackened, his speech was incoherent, and he was completely insane.

At this time, the neatly arranged Imperial Forest Army parted a road, and Chen Hong suddenly appeared in front of him with a sword, his face full of grief and anger.

Wang Dalun yelled at her: "The princess is here, it seems that I have made a lot of trouble...... But why didn't the Holy One come, and why didn't she see me?!"

Chen Hong said coldly: "Do you know what I'm here for? Do you know where you are now? You put yourself on the cusp. Do you want help and someone to end this?"

Wang Dalun looked at her contemptuously and sneered: "Then it's not your turn to finish!"

Chen Hong was immediately excited, and Shakespearean lines erupted: "It wasn't my turn." You are a male pet at best, but you have forgotten who you are, and for the sake of your pitiful feelings, you have tarnished the sacred symbol of the country, and you have tarnished my mother's reputation!"

The other party was excited, Wang Dalun's reaction was of course angry, Lao Tzu even burned the Vientiane Palace, how can you shoot a princess to teach Lao Tzu a lesson.

He stared at Chen Hong, his eyes full of anger and hatred, and shouted loudly: "You and your mother are all the way! You will not get anything but power, but prestige...... Don't look at me like that, I'm not afraid!"

Offended by a male pet's dignity, and at the same time exposed the sore spot, Chen Hong couldn't bear it anymore and raised his sword to his throat.

Wang Dalun glanced down at the blade of the sword pointing at his throat, and suddenly pointed to the burning Vientiane Palace behind him, and said, "I."

Even the Vientiane official has been burned, and you are still afraid of your three-foot sword?"

As he spoke, he took a step forward and pressed his throat against the blade of the sword, his body trembled uncontrollably, and roared at Chen Hong: "Come on, you kill me, get rid of a burden for your mother, kill me! I don't want to live anyway, come on, come on......"

The wound in Chen Hong's heart was frantically torn by Wang Dalun like a trapped beast, and she couldn't hold back her righteous anger anymore, and stabbed Wang Dalun in the abdomen with a sword......

The moment Chen Hong stabbed the sword out, she turned sideways, her eyes closed, and her lips trembled.

Of course it wasn't a real stab, Wang Dalun held the sword that stabbed into his abdomen with both hands, lowered his head, looked at the sword body inserted into his body, bit the blood bag in his mouth, and the red liquid instantly flowed out of his mouth.

At this moment, he looked at Chen Hong helplessly and sadly, as if he had finally regained some kind of Cheng Dù's sanity. He said, "Princess, you...... You dare to kill me?! Good kill! Thank you for ...... fulfillment."

As he spoke, he stabbed the sword into it suddenly, the prop sword was contracted, and with another stab, only half of the exposed sword body remained.

"Ahh

He laughed, sadly, miserably, showing his bright red teeth, and said, "There is no point in my life, tell your mother, I will do it again in the next life...... Her husband, I ...... It's true...... Love her ......"

He fell straight back, of course clutching the half of the sword that had shrunk in. At this time, Zeng Nianping's very excited voice came to his ears: "Card, pass!"