After spraying most of the people at the scene, he finally vented the evil fire, and Sun Ziming sat on the seat and gasped.

Wang Jing also came to his senses, they collaborated on two movies, something like this has never happened, but it didn't hurt people's self-esteem this time. 'Bang', Wang Jing blackened his face, kicked the stool next to him, turned around and left, and didn't even want his bag and teacup.

Fa Ge is a human spirit, and when filming "The Story of Ah Lang", he learned Sun Ziming's serious temper, and hurriedly ran over to hug Wang Jing again, and motioned for all the staff to go out of the carriage.

Xiang Huaqiang is nothing, he let him spray it when he tried on makeup, which is also the reason why the two can sympathize with each other, and they have to be serious in doing things! This film has cleaned up the brothers' private money, and he still wishes that Sun Ziming would strictly control it.

But this fat man can't go, these two people get together, 500,000 can earn tens of millions, and one more ace director is safer! Xiang Huaqiang also ran over, helped Fa Ge press Wang Fatzi on the chair, and helped him light a cigarette like a dog, so that he could extinguish the fire.

"Forget it, it's not worth getting angry with a crazy guy like him. Am I still being scolded? If it weren't for filming, Lao Tzu would have slapped this bastard! ”

Assistant director Chen Jiashang also ran over, or did he know this fat man.

"Brother Jing, what are you angry with him? When I first filmed "Rainy Night" and "Barbecued Pork Bun", that kid was this virtue! I think so, he is also a director, and he just finished the exam, let him do his best! Maybe we'll be able to stomp that big nose to death again this time! ”

yes, how did you forget about it? mentioned Cheng Long's big nose, Wang Jing was angry, and every time he took a fancy to a little star or actor, he let the clown rob him. Now that everyone is not rushing to the schedule, if you can step on that big nose again, it will be regarded as another bad breath!

"Okay, I'll see how he shoots!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, these two are the biggest directors now. Although Sun Tzu is overwhelmed by this fat man, the ability of the fat man is not good. Don't say anything else, just talk about the few movies that Sun Ziming has made, and the scripts are all modified by this dead fat man after Sun Ziming finished writing.

Even the most popular "Home Alone", after the modification of Zhou Xingxing and Uncle Tart, this fat man also changed the last draft, otherwise how could those screenwriters be co-signed? Otherwise, how can people have the face to hang the director's name and shoot a film where everyone else has drawn a good shot?

These people got together and prepared to watch Sun Ziming's good shows, and if they wanted to make horror movies, literary films, and comedies, they all took it. It's an action scene, and they don't believe this guy can handle it. Xiang Huaqiang's rotten man, and he deliberately used a beautiful woman as a bounty to cheer up Lao Du, and he must shoot the most beautiful in the future, so that the guy can make a mess, and he can't even find an excuse!

Ten minutes later, Guang Zai ran over, sweating profusely. He was having a good time gambling with the miscellaneous group, and it took Li Jiaming a few minutes to drag him off the table. The light boy who woke up and a bunch of miscellaneous items were scared half to death.

The company stipulates that you can't gamble during working hours, but Guang Tsai doesn't care about welfare, and he is afraid of being scolded in public, which will affect gambling friends? Fortunately, this kid had a way, squatted on the ground and deliberately did a few sets of frog jumps, jumping out of a sweat before running over.

"Brother Ming, what's the matter?"

Seeing that this brother was sweating profusely, Sun Ziming really let this kid deceive him. Sun Ziming pointed at Xiang Huaqiang and a few of them, and said disrespectfully: "Teach those bullshit masters, how can you kill a person faster?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Guang Zai breathed a sigh of relief, squinted at the wastes, and said, "I'm afraid of hurting them." ”

This is really arrogant enough, not to mention those few martial artists, even a calm person like Xiang Huaqiang was angry, so he stood up and glared angrily. This decrepit boy (bastard) is too arrogant!

"You don't know how to use props, do you? Scribble**, make a mark! ”

"Hey".

Guang Zai picked a dagger at the prop, smeared it with **, and then took out the thorn from his boot and threw it to the prop, which was afraid that he couldn't help but use the real guy.

"People who have fought in wars actually like to use military stabs the most. If you stick to that thing, no one will be able to save you. Come on, let's try it with this thing. ”

Xiang Huaqiang and several martial artists were full of anger, their eyes were staring at Sun Ziming's gestures, ready to teach this boy who didn't know the height of the sky. If it weren't for the biggest director on the set, these guys would have been able to rush up and beat them first!

As soon as Sun Ziming saw Guang Tsai like this, he knew that as soon as Lu Dao fought, this kid would definitely suffer a loss, and he had to arouse his momentum.

"Light Boy, are you fucking serious? Get some momentum! ”

Guangzi is really not an actor, and during this time, there is enough wine and beauty, and he has forgotten what momentum is.

"Brother Ming, I can't handle it?"

Can't do it? Then it's better to let people slap than to let people beat them to death! Sun Ziming pointed at Xiang Huaqiang and said: "Xiang Huaqiang, slap that dog day." ”

Great, just waiting for this sentence, Lao Tzu has to vent his anger now! Xiang Huaqiang took a few steps forward, and when he was round, he slapped him hard, and half of Guangzai's face was swollen.

Now it's okay, Guang Zai shows the bloodthirsty momentum of the third brother at the beginning, and the kind of violence that suddenly erupts makes people like Xiang Huaqiang stand up all over their bodies. Fortunately, Fa Ge was scared once, and later he often practiced with him, otherwise Xiang Huaqiang's first reaction was definitely the first strike!

The few martial artists who followed behind were not as strong as Xiang Hua, and the sudden outbreak of violence in Guangzi scared them to the point that their feet trembled! Mom, who is this?

Sun Tzu Ming saw that Guangzai's eyes were bloodshot, and he was very satisfied with this state, in such a state, these miscellaneous fish can win the fight before they can have ghosts!

"Ready? Begin! ”

Xiang Huaqiang rushed up and hit Guang Zai in the chest with a punch, and before Guang Zai fell to the ground, he felt a chill in his neck. When the light boy falls to the ground, he rolls, and then uses the seat, rings, and armrests to pounce on other martial artists by borrowing force or dodging, and almost everyone can hit him, but his neck will be cold.

Sun Ziming is very satisfied with Guangzai's style of play, this is the standard military style of play, don't care if you die or not, you have to pull a few pads before you die.

"See? One by one, if you meet the light boy, he will pick the seven of you alone! You're all dead! They're all dead! This is what killing people is, is it the way of knowledge? ”

After spraying these martial artists, Sun Ziming remembered Guangzai.

"Light boy, does it matter?"

Guang Zai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the violence on his body was closed, and he didn't care: "It's okay, just go back and eat a bottle of white medicine!" ”

Xiang Huaqiang in front touched his neck thoughtfully, and Wang Jing also saw it, what did Sun Ziming want to shoot? He's not making a Hong Kong film, he's making a Hollywood blockbuster! The necks of those martial artists are equipped with a blood-spurting effect, which is very sensory stimulation!

"Brother Jing, do you understand? This is what I want, Hong Kong films can't always rely on kung fu to win the world, they have to rely on technology and innovation! ”

"You mean that in addition to kung fu movies, you have to pursue reality?"

"Yes, the current Hong Kong films, it's okay to fool the Chinese, and you want to go to the world market? Bullshit! There are no bullets when you shoot, there are only fireworks in the explosion, and when you are shot, two drops of blood come out, and you can still shake it three times and fool the ghost? ”

Wang Jing startled Sun Ziming's sudden venting, isn't everyone filming like this? Xiang Huaqiang is also a film company, and he also made Sun Ziming startled, if you don't shoot like this, how can you shoot?

The students who watched the play quietly from a distance were thoughtful, although they had little social experience, their brains were more receptive to freshman affairs than these people, and they would draw inferences and bypass analogies.

"Brother Jing, do I want to do anything?"

Wang Jing shook his head, how did he know what this monster wanted to do?

"Hong Kong films will be glorious for ten years at most, if they don't change, the mainland economy will fly together, and Hong Kong films will die!"

"Impossible!"

Wang Jing was the first to not believe it, and Xiang Huaqiang was the second to not believe it! The people next to me didn't believe it!

"Don't believe me?"

Hong Kong cinema is a miracle, and this miracle is built on its special geographical location! The British do not care about Hong Kong's film creation, unlike the mainland and Taiwan, which have ideological and ideological control, nor are they like Singapore, which has a congenital lack of cultural heritage, so it has become an entertainment provider for tens of millions of overseas Chinese.

Wang Jing understood, Xiang Huaqiang was still a little confused. What Sun Ziming means is that as long as the mainland relaxes its control, it will be a matter of time before mainland films surpass Hong Kong films by virtue of their market advantages and cultural heritage.

There is another reason why Sun Ziming didn't say it, Hong Kong movies like to 'use small to make big', and don't focus on skills and special effects. As long as everyone's viewing level improves and Hong Kong movies do not change, Hollywood's well-made films will be impacted, and then the mainland and Hollywood will be sandwiched, a dead end!

"You come to shoot martial arts, I want to see how you shoot."

OK.

Sun Ziming beckoned and asked the assistant director to come in and arrange, and the props and stunts were in place.

"Have you tried it? How high can the blood mist spray? ”

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"The skin and flesh are going to be turned up, you can cut yourself with a knife and try to see what the opening looks like?"

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"That's a bit of blood that's a fart! How much blood do people know? Have you ever seen an aortic cut? ”

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"Remember, as soon as your neck is cold, stop for a second or two and then cover your neck, and then slowly fall down for seven or eight seconds!"

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"Brother Qiang, do you remember those actions of Guangzai?"

Xiang Huaqiang asked Guangzi to do it again, and then tried it a few times himself, which meant that it was okay. Sun Ziming asked everyone to rehearse a few times, so as to pass one by one, otherwise it would be too troublesome to clean the scene again.

"Wei Qiang, Lao Mu, no close-up, direct long shot, you have to do it in one go."

"Understood!"

"Driver drives!"

"God of Gamblers" Game 8 Third Action".

Xiang Huaqiang's body suddenly erupted with a momentum similar to that of a light boy, the side of his left shoulder gave way to the iron rod, and the dagger in his right hand slashed, and the first thug's neck spewed blood mist. According to Guangzai's style of play, Xiang Huaqiang Rabbit fell from the eagle, and in about ten seconds, the six thugs all covered their necks, and the carriage was bloody.

The last thug was stunned, muttering Vietnamese. Xiang Huaqiang asked a few words, coldly took out the gun from his arms, and the gun sounded and his head blossomed.

'Papapa', the director and cinematographer applauded first, followed by the others, and the applause rang out. Wang Jing was also amazed by Sun Ziming's level, so that he made it, the picture was very visually stimulating, but it revealed a sense of martial arts, which was very ornamental.

"Ziming, I'm convinced. It's better for you to shoot, I'll be your assistant director,"

"No, you have a pretty good grasp of the literary drama, but the action scenes are almost there. Besides, I'm going to the Northeast in a few days, so I don't have the time. ”

Saying this, Wang Jing is not angry with this guy who doesn't choose to say anything when he enters the set, it's not worth it to vomit with a madman in this kind of drama!