The fire lit and the wind gradually stopped.

Ji Yun looked at the flames, and then looked up at the man in black who was smiling at the wind.

Suddenly he raised his foot and kicked him to the ground.

It seems to be vigorous, but it doesn't use much energy.

The man was startled, but his reaction was very clever. The moment he fell to the ground, he rolled over and turned over in embarrassment.

"Cards!"

Xing Ye's shouts were full of joy! Obviously, he has also been infected by Ji Yun's performance just now.

If the ignition just repeated times is a stroke of genius, then the last kick interprets this role to the extreme.

Vicious, cruel, moody.

There are jokes, but they are not separated from the role.

The entire crew burst into warm applause.

Especially the people in the props group, their palms were red.

After all, Ji Yun's improvisation just now saved them.

An accident added a lot to this shot, and the star master was happy and no longer pursued the fault of the props team.

"Change the lighter!"

"Hurry, hurry!" The props team jumped and handed over a brand new lighter.

On the way here, the man also checked it and made sure that there would be no more problems before handing it to Ji Yun's hand steadily.

The same style, Ji Yun weighed it in his hand and nodded to indicate that there was no problem.

"Continue to the next one." Xing Ye's eyes glanced at the props group, and the people who looked at it were in a cold sweat.

This plot is a big scene, and the next part was originally going to be filmed again tomorrow.

However, at present, everyone in the crew is enthusiastic, and while everyone is still in the play, Xing Ye decided to strike while the iron is hot.

The sun had gone down, and time was running out for them.

"Act XVII, Paragraph 2, Action!"

Continuing the previous scene, Ji Yun has completed the countdown.

Without the mood to count down again, Ji Yun hung a little impatient and threw the lighter out casually.

The energy that treats human life like a mustard is vividly displayed!

The lighter came out of his hand, burning with flames, and constantly spinning in the air, as if it would burn to the mother and son in the next second.

Rise.

A hand suddenly reached out and took the lighter steadily.

The camera follows the trajectory of the lighter, and a muscular man comes into view.

Twelve-way Tan legs are strong.

Camera back.

On one side is a dense gang of axes, and on the other side is a lonely coolie.

This contrast between the strong enemy and the weak made the atmosphere even more tense.

Ji Yun's posture changed again, he stood crookedly, his posture was extremely relaxed, in Liu Che's dialect, he glanced at the coolie in a planted posture. His body was tilted, and his head was tilted. His eyes lit up, and he looked at the stunned young man from top to bottom.

Look for death!

"I did it!"

The coolie looked directly at Ji Yun, feeling that the other party's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate him, as if he was a tiger, looking at his prey from top to bottom with a little playfulness.

As soon as the lines of sight collided, his whole person's momentum weakened, and his eyes kept flickering.

The voice was empty, and it suddenly reached Xing Ye's ears through the radio microphone.

"Cards!"

Xing Ye frowned and shouted card, "Do it again." ”

The coolie here should have a kind of fearlessness that thousands of people have hoped for, but he showed a hint of unease.

The coolie bowed and apologized, stared again, and looked up.

Ji Yun is still in that shape, and Hang'er Langdang doesn't take him seriously at all.

A hint of surprise, a hint of disdain, mixed with the desire to deal with it quickly.

Just one glance reminded him of the kind of gaze that his master had.

Every time he made a mistake in boxing, the master would pick up the rattan whip and whip him, and that kind of gaze was no different from Ji Yun at this time.

Although there was more scrutiny and disdain, that condescending posture made him uncomfortable.

Another glance, his psychological defenses were once again unbalanced.

In this scene, he completely fell into Ji Yun's "trap".

"I did it!"

Without a sonorous and powerful tone, his words seemed a little lacking in confidence.

"Cards!"

Xing Ye rubbed his eyebrows, and said helplessly: "Take a break, shoot again later, Shi Xingyu, you can find the state." ”

Shi Xingyu is a warrior monk of the ancient temple, this is his first electrocution, and it is understandable that his performance is not good.

Besides, although Shi Xiao Long Zhuyu was in front, he didn't make up his mind to embark on the road of acting, but just joined the crew in the name of Xingye.

Unlike those professional actors, Xing Ye is not very angry.

Everyone has a first time, and NG is normal.

During the break, Shi Xingyu was a little depressed.

He thought that making movies was very simple, his roles were all martial arts scenes, simple and rude, and with his hard work over the years, he must be at ease.

But when he got to the camera, he found that it was not the case at all.

The camera shines on himself from all directions, as if everything on his body is presented in front of everyone without reservation. He felt awkward all over, and his mind kept thinking about whether his posture was standing properly and whether the expression on his face was a little stiff.

In addition, the eyes of the person in front of him seemed to hide a sharp knife, stabbing into his heart along the line of sight, which made him even more confused.

Ji Yun's makeup has already covered up his original image, his whole face is dyed sallow, his oily hair is combed, and his mouth of rotten teeth adds a bit of ruthlessness to him.

He looked at Xing Ye and then at Ji Yun, and he looked a little helpless for a while.

"I'll play it for you, and you will do it."

Xing Ye saw that he was completely confused, and took a deep breath and said.

He raised his head and said to Ji Yun, "You come and take a ride with me." ”

"Good!" Ji Yun stepped forward, a little eager to try.

Playing with an actor, this is the first time.

With a face, he mobilized 200% of his fighting spirit.

His posture changed again, he no longer stood crookedly, his body stood straight, but when he reached the spine of his back, the whole person showed a forward posture, and his upper body was pressed very low.

Although he was far away from Xing Ye, the momentum of leaning forward seemed to bring his whole face in front of Xing Ye.

Xing Ye raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect Ji Yun to adjust his performance method according to the actor opposite.

Shi Xingyu's height is taller than him, so he adopts the method of standing on his side and does not use the method of eye level to observe the other party. His height can't catch up with him, but he uses this overlooking way to deal with himself.

Xing Ye smiled in his heart, interesting.

I secretly praised it in my heart, but there was no wave on my face.

He looked at Ji Yun with eye level, without a trace of fear.

It was as if the breeze was blowing on the hills, no matter how Ji Yun put in, he was unmoved.

"I did it!"

The tone was very low, but the audience could hear it clearly, and there was a hint of determination in the low tone.

Just a shot, Shi Xingyu, who was carefully observing on the side, was already covered in sweat and hair!

For the first time, he discovered that in addition to martial arts, performances can also bring such a big shock.

A simple glance, he didn't know how many times he had read about the confrontation.

With his fists clenched, he secretly swore that he would definitely make a career in the entertainment industry!