Xiong Xinxin's words reminded Wang Xiaohu of a lot of anecdotes in his previous life, that is, a series of unexpected reactions caused by the release of "Shaolin Temple", down to seven or eight years old children, up to seventy old men have infinite longing for Shaolin Temple. 【Reading.com】

Wang Xiaohu's childhood sweetheart can stupidly go to Shaolin Temple to learn art, not to mention other people.

This is the far-reaching influence of the movie, and Wang Xiaohu feels that it is a responsibility, so after returning from the guest house where the athletes stayed, Wang Xiaohu wanted to add something to the movie.

"Wang, your phone." Zhao Gang suddenly pushed open the door and said, "Liao Gong called." ”

"Oh." Wang Xiaohu put down the pen in his hand, sighed and walked to the manager's office of the guest house, which he has been in contact with the Shanghai side at any time through this phone these days.

"Gong Liao, you are good."

"Xiao Wang is good." Liao Gong seemed to be in a very good mood, and said on the phone with a smile: "There is something that may trouble you." ”

"Ugh!" Wang Xiaohu didn't say politely like before: What's the trouble, you always give direct orders.

Because he knew that if he really said this, Liao Gong and his gang would really not be polite to him, and even directly pressed you in a way similar to "political tasks".

"Uh, what's the attitude?" Liao Gong asked.

"Well, I'm listening." Wang Xiaohu is completely what I mean by listening to what things first and then giving you the result.

"The Shaolin Temple Boxing Alliance may go to the Shaolin Temple tomorrow." Liao Gong said.

Wang Xiaohu frowned, said this Shaolin Temple Boxing Alliance? "Zong Daochen?"

Liao Gong was obviously a little surprised: "You even know about Zong Daochen?" However, it is impossible for Zong Daochen to come, after he came to the Shaolin Temple in June last year, he came again this year, and died shortly after returning to China, this time it was his daughter Zong Yougui and 20 masters of the Shaolin Temple Boxing Alliance. (There are revisions there, in history, Zong Daochen and his party were overhauled to Shaolin Temple in April 79 and 80 years, and went to Shaolin Temple twice, and this book was revised three times.) ）

"Huh." Wang Xiaohu smiled and said nothing, and said that anyone who had watched "Shaolin Temple" in his previous life knew that there was a small tidbit before the start of the feature film, which said that the sect and Taoist ministers of the Shaolin Temple Boxing Alliance came to Shaolin Temple to "recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors", and presented a one-meter-high bronze statue of Dharma to Shaolin Temple. Of course, this tidbit is rarely seen later.

"Since I decided to shoot "Shaolin Temple", I called the Shaolin Temple Boxing Alliance, and they were very interested in it and wanted to come to China to see it." Liao Gong said with a smile over there: "This is a good opportunity to promote friendship in the end, so I have to trouble you to help receive it." ”

"Oh." Wang Xiaohu nodded.

The so-called: not in his position and not in his politics, Wang Xiaohu does not have too much interest, if he really does this, the messy troubles after him may follow, Wang Xiaohu does not want to mix these political matters, not to mention that he does not have any good feelings about himself, and pouted at the moment and said: "Liao Gong, I'm sorry, "Shaolin Temple" is currently in the intense filming stage, I'm afraid I don't have much time here."

"Oops! It's really a bit difficult for a strong man, so let's ask the comrades of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to accompany them tomorrow, they just simply watch the filming of "Shaolin Temple", and they won't delay you much. ”

Wang Xiaohu did not give a clear answer, but replied to the question: "Liao Gong, don't you say that I almost forgot, when Zong Daochen and them came to Shaolin Temple this year, did the Ministry of Foreign Affairs take pictures." ”

"It's filmed."

"That's good, I'll use some of it later." Wang Xiaohu added: "Didn't you always say that to promote the development of friendly relations between China and China, I used some of the film to put in the movie. ”

"Well, that's a good idea! Tomorrow I'll have someone bring it to you. Liao Gong said happily when he heard this: "Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

Liao Gong wanted to get a clear reply from Wang Xiaohu, but remembering that Wang Xiaohu was emotional, he no longer embarrassed him, after all, people are only overseas Chinese in Hong Kong, and they are not local people, and it is not good to be troublesome, if it causes "Shaolin Temple" to stop filming, it will not be good

Early the next morning, Wang Xiaohu took the crew of more than 50 people to the Shaolin Temple again, and today will continue yesterday's long-shot shooting, that is, the Tianwang Palace, Daxiong Treasure Palace, if time permits, they will finish filming the abbot's room and the dining hall.

In mid-to-late November, it was very cold on Shaomuro Mountain, and Wang Xiaohu and others wore yellow coats, gloves and hats, and after entering the mountain gate, they began to prepare for the erection of the shooting machine.

While arranging the erection of equipment, Zhang Yuan also began to be responsible for the arrival of extras.

These extras are all found from the local area, and there are also a group of monks who originally maintained the normal operation of the Shaolin Temple, but the number of these monks is too small, and all of them add up to less than 20.

"Hey, who's who, you're sweeping the floor with a broom." Zhang Yuan pinched his waist and took a loudspeaker to assign work to the extras: "A few people who were in the dining hall yesterday continued, remember, you are not stupid to stand today when you go, you must come up with the posture of cooking porridge at home, and don't forget the lines!" ”

Several people with broad bodies and fat bodies in blue-gray monk's robes nodded vigorously.

Zhang Yuan assigned tasks to them according to the roll call, and also distributed props to them, and finally did not forget to tell a few words: "I must send it back at noon today, otherwise I won't pay you." ”

The extras laughed, and said in their hearts that this kind of old-fashioned props are rare, and they can't cook when they take them back.

Being despised by the extras in the mainland, Zhang Yuan was very unhappy, scolded in a low voice, and rushed to the Thousand Buddha Hall with several employees of the company: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't delay the champions to change their clothes." ”

In the early morning of winter, the Shaolin Temple was smoky, and more than a dozen monks outside the Tianwang Hall were cleaning the temple and making a rustling sound.

On the bell tower, a monk is striking the bell.

Knock~knock~

The bell is long.

After the bell rings, the quiet Shaolin Temple begins to liven up.

A group of novices trotted briskly into the Mahavira Hall, and then knelt together to read the morning class.

The sound of chanting scriptures and Muyu Province are intertwined, and there is the momentum of a thousand-year-old temple.

Three cameras on the overhead track, two cameras on the bell tower, the ground rail car in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and two high-speed cameras on the remote-controlled elevator all captured this scene.

Just shooting the two minutes before and after the Shaolin Temple in the morning, Wang Xiaohu and others tossed for more than two hours, and after the three shots, the Shaolin Temple under the lens did not have the atmosphere just now, and they had to wait until tomorrow to continue shooting.

"Avi, how's your situation over there?" Wang Xiaohu took the loudspeaker and asked Li Hanwei in front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

"Brother Tiger, there's no problem on my side!" Li Hanwei made various ok gestures.

"Zhang Yimou, where are you?"

Zhang Yimou said loudly: "Mr. Wang, there is a place where I need to reshoot tomorrow, I have already marked the track, and I have also memorized the angle and position." ”

"Hmm." Wang Xiaohu nodded, very satisfied with Zhang Yimou's current performance, at some times Zhang Yimou's requirements for the picture are even more demanding than himself.

"Later, you can tell Zhang Yuan that the air rail car from the mountain gate to the Daxiong Treasure Hall can be dismantled, but Zhang Yimou's position must be left." Wang Xiaohu said to the staff around him: "Don't dismantle the wrong one, otherwise you can't guarantee the coherence of the shot, so let everyone be careful when dismantling." ”

The staff nodded: "Brother Tiger, I know, I'll do it." ”

"The demolition action in front can be fast, I guess the people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs will be there soon, don't let people see the mess."

After Wang Xiaohu finished speaking with a smile, he and Zhang Yimou and Li Hanwei went to the Thousand Buddha Hall, the practice room, the dining hall and other parts.

Overall, the filming progress this morning is still relatively smooth, far stronger than the rush at the beginning yesterday, so Wang Xiaohu's mood is not bad so far

"Qiang Zai, didn't you sleep well last night, cheer up!"

"Yang Zai, you and Ah Kui should have that momentum when they are dismantled, yes, that's the kind of look in their eyes."

After the outdoor temperature rose, the crew immediately began to shoot the spectacular scene of the monks practicing martial arts, before the start, Yuan Kui asked all the athletes to rehearse according to the actions set yesterday, and stood on a high place from time to time to point.

Wang Xiaohu is lying on the director's chair and taking a nap, in the past few days, he has the most pressure in the crew, the director is not so easy to do after all, he has to consider all aspects of the crew, if Yuan Heping was here to help him, he might have been easier, but now, he can only let Yuan Kui work harder, and by the way, cultivate Yuan Kui to be the executive director.

Just when Wang Xiaohu was half asleep, he heard Yuan Kui lose his temper there.

"Is there a mistake? You two get it wrong all the time! ”

"Come again, come again!"

Wang Xiaohu was woken up by this voice, and frowned for a long time before seeing Yuan Kui angry over there.

"What's the matter, haven't opened the mirror yet?" Wang Xiaohu asked Zhang Yimou beside him.

"Teacher Yuan said that the rehearsal has not been passed yet, and the camera is not allowed." Zhang Yimou pointed to Sun Jiankui and Du Chuanyang, who were being trained in the field, and said: "The two of them have always made mistakes today, and they are no longer in a state when they are demolished, and Teacher Yuan is angry." ”

Wang Xiaohu got up from the director's chair, put on the yellow coat sent by Zhang Yimou, and walked over with a wry smile: "Senior brother, what's wrong?" ”

Yuan Kui sighed and said: "It's not them, I don't know what tricks they're doing, those few actions are always done wrong, either the eyes are not good, or they dodge early, and the virtual surname and the real surname can't be unified." ”

The virtual surname and the realistic surname that Yuan Kui said are the dual surnames of the martial arts instructor to design the movements. This is what Wang Xiaohu told the Seven Little Blessings when he was designing the action of "Jingwumen" when he was free.

The movie is a combination of a false surname and a realistic surname, which determines that the martial arts movements in kung fu films also have such a surname quality, as far as its false surnames are concerned, the martial arts movements of kung fu films are basically designed in advance, and the reproduction after rehearsal is a kind of simulated surname performance.

And the so-called real fights that are not sought for and designed at all are just a creative concept, and Wang Xiaohu only used Capora, Grimsey Judo, hip-hop and other comprehensive improvisations in the decisive battle of "Warriors" to have a hard time with Bruce Lee's Jeet Kune Do.

This has also become the only set of action shots in kung fu movies that are not completely designed with moves, but they are not something that anyone can imitate, provided that Wang Xiaohu and Bruce Lee have a year and a half of actual combat simulation confrontation, and the two have a considerable degree of familiarity with each other's movements, knowing what kind of actions they can make without hurting each other, and they can still maintain the true value of simulated actual combat.

Later, Wang Xiaohu also wanted to pursue this kind of real surname, trying to achieve an artistic real surname through art and technical processing, but he couldn't achieve it, because there is only one Bruce Lee in the world, and after Bruce Lee, there is no one who can maintain such a high degree of tacit understanding with him.

"Maybe Donnie Yen is a good choice." Wang Xiaohu thought like this, quickly woke up from his reverie, patted Yuan Kui on the shoulder and said, "Senior brother, you take a rest first, and I'll talk to them." ”

Yuan Kui's face was not very good-looking, and he nodded and went to the side to rest.

"Sun Jiankui, I'll take you to a show." Wang Xiaohu handed over the yellow coat to Yu Hai and took the long stick from Du Chuanyang's hand.

There is no difference between the martial arts drama and the traditional performance, the difference is that the traditional performance is that the old drama bones quickly infect each other into the play through their acting skills, and then compete with each other.

In kung fu films, the experienced martial arts instructor personally goes into battle to dismantle the opponent's moves, so that the other party can find his own shortcomings, and let the other party meet the requirements of the camera shooting as soon as possible.

"The ancestors did not create routines for performance and appreciation, but through routines to let practitioners understand the offensive and defensive points of moves, if you are immersed in routines, and forget the most basic practical use of martial arts, then any moves are played by you is also a show!"

Wang Xiaohu had a long stick in his hand, and his eyes suddenly changed: "Let's start!" ”

Fifteen minutes later, Sun Jiankui fell to the ground with a third pop, and quickly got up with a grin and said, "I know how to do it, hehe." ”

"If you know how to do it, you should practice quickly, if you are scolded by my senior brother in the future, I will not relieve you of the siege." Wang Xiaohu threw the long stick to Du Chuanyang and said, "Keep practicing." ”

The lads nodded in agreement, and it was another round of hot training.

"Senior brother, don't make yourself the same as ** Tong, so you can only ask for trouble, and next time try to solve the problem in another way."

Wang Xiaohu walked up to Yuan Kui, patted him on the shoulder and said.

Yuan Kui smiled bitterly and nodded: "Ah Hu, I want to too, but I don't have a solid foundation as Big Eye, he has at least studied the kung fu of the Northern School for a long time, and this is the second kung fu film I am solely responsible for." ”

"It's okay, take your time. I usually talk to those athletes a lot, and I want to spend time with them to learn all kinds of weapons. Wang Xiaohu smiled and said: "This is definitely good for us in the future, occasionally put down the shelf to blend in with them, to listen to their own ideas, after all, the level of these athletes is still good." ”

Yuan Kui snorted, very much agreed with Wang Xiaohu's proposal, think about it carefully, this feeling may not be very strong when "Myth" was filmed last time, but the rehearsal of "Shaolin Temple" in the planning stage made Yuan Kui fully feel the shortcomings of Hong Kong kung fu films in some aspects.

Compared with the martial arts instructors in Hong Kong kung fu films in the sixties and seventies of the 20th century, most of the martial arts instructors in Hong Kong kung fu films practiced southern martial arts, and the designed movements were mainly based on the southern school, and a large number of legendary films of the Guangdong generation such as Lu Acai, Wong Fei Hung, Su Qier and others were filmed, which made Liu Jialiang, the grandmaster of the southern school of kung fu unique.

Even in the first few years of Wang Xiaohu's rebirth, he tried his best to maintain this situation, and it was not until the filming of "Hong Xiguan" that he teamed up with Jet Li to present a northern style of play that made Hong Kong audiences speechless.

Now filming "Shaolin Temple", Yuan Kui can be regarded as fully understanding Wang Xiaohu's good intentions in "Hong Xiguan" to let himself and Yuan De serve as martial arts instructors.

To put it bluntly, Wang Xiaohu wants his brothers to play the unique logo of Concord Company in the martial arts guidance circle dominated by the Southern School, "Hong Xiguan" is the overture, and "Shaolin Temple" is a symphony that is played vigorously, and he will not give up if he does not deter the people in Hong Kong kung fu films.

"North and South take it all. Not only to broaden our influence in martial arts instruction, but the most important thing is not to let our counterparts in the mainland underestimate it, the market on the mainland side is the largest! ”

Wang Xiaohu's words made Yuan Kui sigh to himself, it turned out that the scope of the little junior brother's consideration was broader than everyone else guessed!

Isn't it? "Myth" is now in full bloom on the mainland, and if it pursues the victory, it may be able to make the development of Hong Kong films in the mainland take a big leap!

It can be said that when Wang Xiaohu was preparing "Shaolin Temple", Concord was already ahead of other Hong Kong filmmakers, and this kind of advanced awareness and keen vision were really convincing.

"I'm going to see how they're getting ready, and I'm going to try to take one before lunch." After Yuan Kui finished sighing, he stood up and said.

"Hehe, go ahead." Wang Xiaohu stretched his waist, saw that his head was not bad, and planned to continue to squint, but at this time, Zhao Gang's loud voice came from a distance: "Old Wang, it's not good, your people and foreign friends are fighting!" Hurry up and check it out! ”

"Foreign friends?" Wang Xiaohu was stunned for a moment, got up from the director's chair, and immediately glared after thinking about it: "The fart foreign friend is obviously his mother's little devil!" ”

Wang Xiaohu ran out quickly and said to Zhao Gang, "What's the situation?" Why do you want to beat my people, little devils! ”

"Your people weren't beaten, it was the little devils who were beaten!"

(To be continued)