"Mommy's a...... I'm really useless, I've been lined up so many times, and I still forgot the words. Li Xiaole shook his head in annoyance and said, "It's still not good...... How did Takuya Urimura's 22 and a half minutes of performance 15 pages of lines be completed, and he was also a long shot to the end, no teleprompter, no NG~~damn ~! How could I send him so far......"

Ha Ji Won was about to go crazy when he heard it on the side, his fiancé, who had acted in a drama just now, actually compared himself to Takuya Kimura, the king of Japanese dramas...... Is he a megalomaniac...... Or is it a megalomaniacal......

After Li Xiaole's incendiary training of actors, the performance of the extras in the subsequent scenes has improved by leaps and bounds, even if there is only one shot, it is very expressive, which completely raises the level of this scene to a higher level, even those fighting scenes, originally as long as one shot is passed, those group actors are eager to use the strength of milk to fight hard. Often after a fight, a bunch of people are injured in blood.

There are hundreds of damaged costumes every day, and more than 30 people are injured in each large-scale fight scene, but in this case, everyone is still screaming, and even Zeng Zhiwei, who has participated in countless crews, sighed: "This Le Zai has turned the crew into a unit, and acting has become killing the enemy, as soon as the camera opens, everyone is red-eyed, I have never seen a crew shoot a long shot, they are all so desperate ......" Think about the fights in Hong Kong films in the past, they all waved a few times with a knife at the air......

Not only Zeng Zhiwei, but also Huang Rihua and Leslie Cheung clearly felt the changes in the crew, Li Xiaole seemed to inject a temperament into the crew, not only to reinvent those young actors, but also to make them feel more and more the magic of the fictional world of "Shooting the Condor".

In the past, in ordinary life, the group performers of the crew regarded them as stars and signed a lot of photos, but it was a very vain feeling, but once they were in the play, the grass and the two committees, Huang Rihua, and Liang Chaowei felt that these little actors looked at them differently, and it was a real respect, not because they were stars, but because they were famous heroes all over the world, because they were Hong Qigong, because they were Huang Yaoshi, and respected them.

This feeling made them extremely honored, and this time for the first time after they became famous, they felt that the charm of the characters surpassed their own aura~~

Even Ge Minyao, an investigator from the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television who came to inspect the show, sighed in an email to Director Liu of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television: "All mainland TV drama directors should come to see the filming site of "Shooting the Condor", as long as the level of their crew can reach one-tenth of the crew of "Shooting the Condor", the dream of Chinese dramas going global is by no means just empty talk. ”

But the problem now is that no matter how good the investigators and actors of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television feel, the leaders of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television only value the actual effect of this work that they have spent a lot of effort to promote. It is expected to sell for a sky-high price of 1.8 billion yuan.

In the North American market, the situation is diametrically opposite, almost a decline, only a few Chinese TV stations are willing to buy the rights to the second broadcast, and in the European market, only someone has offered a price of $400,000 per episode, which is far from the $180 million investment of "Shooting the Condor".

Among Chinese TV dramas, the only ones that can sell at a high price overseas are "Journey to the West" and "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", which are so-called Chinese masterpieces in the eyes of foreigners, and martial arts films like "Shooting the Condor" are not to mention in Europe and the United States, even in Southeast Asia, which was once all the rage, has gradually withered.

You must know that this time the Black Pearl Company wants to recover its costs, mainly looking at the North American market, Black Pearl only invested 50 million US dollars in the early stage, all of which have been used, if it can't make a breakthrough in the North American market, then for the Black Pearl Company, it can only endure the pain and cut this series, then it will be a resounding slap in the face for the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, which vigorously supports the construction of this project to build a film and television base.

Such a situation has made Director Liu very worried these days......

In terms of Emei Film and Television Base, after filming a few large scenes of group scenes, Li Xiaole already had enough material, he used the fastest speed to edit some wonderful shots into some clips, and then sorted out the music, uploaded it to Black Pearl's official North American website, and posted the playback address on Facebook.

And for a small number of fans in North America who are very interested in martial arts films, this film can be regarded as a solution to the cravings, since "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" and "Hero", although China has produced a lot of follow-up works, but most of them are shoddy, which is very disappointing, what "Wuji" and "Night Banquet" are menacing, but the actual effect makes people look embarrassed, is it only like this for Chinese martial arts films?

Martial arts fans are looking forward to a surprise that Jesus Lee can bring them.

And for this film, there is another group of attention, that is, North American film and drama critics, they all want to use various methods to ridicule and ridicule Li Xiaole, a crazy director, he dared to let Hollywood stars serve as voice actors for them, which has caused public anger, and more importantly, many drama critics belonging to the four major TV networks have been instructed by the top to sing down this Chinese drama.

At 7 p.m. on Saturday, in the office of the New York Times' screenwriting department, Mohamed King, the editor-in-chief of the entertainment section, who had just finished dinner, was frowning and smoking a cigarette in his office, thinking about the movie review column the day after tomorrow.

"Kim~~ Fox TV sent an email, saying that the new film of a young Chinese director was spent, let's take a look, and then post a criticism of this work the day after tomorrow." Copyeditor Andy Chow, a Chinese copywriter, said to his Jewish boss with a bitter face.

"These bastards...... Isn't it just that the Olympics have been put on the table, and they have been staring at the pirate platform. Mohammad King flicked the ash from his hand and frowned.

"Kim, then we don't care about them?" Young Andy Chow touched his head, a little reluctant to do the job.

"No......" Mohammad King thought for a while, but still shook his head: "After all, they bought a three-year advertising contract with us, and the partners still have to help each other......"

Andy Zhou lowered his head and was silent, he could only grit his teeth and nod depressedly, his mouth was still muttering back to his seat, and he complained while turning on the computer: "Isn't it an all-Chinese drama...... In the past, when the all-black drama appeared, these white bigwigs didn't care about anything...... It's a fucking bunch of 3Klux Klan ......"

Andy Zhou hung his head, listlessly clicked on Li Xiaole's Facebook, then clicked on the link to enter the youtubede network, watched the video buffering, took out the McDonald's chicken leg burger left over from noon from his drawer, bit down the somewhat dry bread, and then grabbed a handful of soft fries with his other hand, put them in his mouth, and waited for the buffering of the high-definition video to end.

The working hours of the newspaper are really fucked...... Andy Chang enjoyed the hamburgers and fries left over from noon, still feeling delicious, and then the video finally buffered over, and the first picture was a cold-eyed beggar in tattered clothes in the dark night, stabbing his face with a stick, only to see a burst of fierce strength like a strong wind coming from the surface, a golden soldier's head was pierced from front to back, blood was splashed, and his brain was sprayed on the computer screen.

"Poof~~!!" Andy Zhou, who was eating a hamburger, suddenly saw this brain pulp flying over, couldn't stand the fright, and directly sprayed a mouth full of burgers and fries crumbs onto the computer screen, and the burgers and french fries crumbs sprayed all over the table, and the brown-haired middle-aged female editor opposite couldn't help but shout in fright: "Zhou~!" What are you doing!? ”

Andy Zhou is now with his mouth open, his eyes are motionless looking at the computer screen, looking at the screen under the Xiangyang Tucheng, the Mongolian army tents are standing impressively, and under the cover of the dark night forest, the resolute and cold beggars, their eyes are angry like erupting flames, and they are shuttling through the jungle as quickly as the wind under the cover of the night, and as soon as the camera turns at this time, I saw a beautiful woman in yellow shirt holding a jade staff and waving it, and the jade staff pierced the air and let out a scream...... In the tsunami-like screaming sound of the mountains, the group of beggars in tattered clothes rushed towards the Mongol soldiers from all directions......

There is no calm and elegant martial arts master, those thin beggars, like a god of death, holding the wooden stick in their hands with a strange and weird technique, slaughtering the Mongolian soldiers, every move out is a stump flow, a scream and frightened, and when the Mongolian soldiers reacted, began to fight back, the group of beggars with only a few hundred people gradually lost the enemy, many people were cut by the knife, but they still threw down the wooden stick and rushed up to fight with the Mongolian soldiers in hand-to-hand combat, with fists and feet, and even with teeth, when the camera turned again, The rest of the group had retreated like ghosts, leaving behind only the ragged corpses and the corpses of many more Mongol soldiers......

The impact of that kind of shot, the complete brutal blood, completely subverted Andy Zhou's definition of martial arts films

There is no naivety of shouting the name of a trick in a fight, there is no freedom of killing a person in ten steps and leaving a thousand miles, it is more of a real and cruel hand-to-hand combat...... He could even smell the smell of blood through the screen............