Chapter 103: Playing in the Tent (Asking for a Monthly Pass)

As expected, not long after Jin Yong went to find Zhao Jian, the crew informed that today's scene would not be filmed first.

Lin Zhiying sat at the bottom of the well with great interest, and looked confused when she heard the news.

He was ready for everything, but he didn't shoot it?

"This scene needs to be changed, don't shoot for the time being, shoot tomorrow's scene first, the actors who have a play should put on makeup, the right words should be right, and those who don't have a scene can leave first, and the specific shooting time will be notified."

The next day, Lin Zhiying came to the set, and Zhao Jian, who had dark circles under his eyes, gave him a new script.

"Your play yesterday has changed, this is a new version, hurry up and familiarize yourself, we will shoot it later."

In this scene, Duan Yu fainted to death at the bottom of the well, and there were not a few lines, and the change was not very big.

The main reason is that part of Liu Yifei's confession lines should be deleted and replaced with new words.

After one night, the screenwriter worked overtime overnight, and rushed out the scripts of the two scenes according to Jin Yong's requirements, striving to finish filming today.

As for the later plays, let's talk about it later, deal with the front first.

Ding Xiu is about to go to Jinhua, and if he doesn't finish filming, the people over there will come, and the people here will pass, and the shooting rhythm will be completely disrupted.

In the evening, the crew called it a day.

"Goodbye, cousin."

"Goodbye."

After Ding Xiu changed his costume, there were already staff members who sent his luggage from the hotel.

He was going to rush directly to the crew on the other side.

Qin Lan put his white scarf on him and said, "Can't you leave tomorrow?" ”

As soon as her waist tightened, Ding Xiu rubbed her hair: "I thought, I can't wait over there, we can only go home and see you." ”

"Don't worry, without you, I will be accompanied by the love history of the Tang Dynasty."

Qin Lan is the female No. 5, and the role of the entire crew is shared, and there are not many of them on her, and the filming here will be completed.

Can't wait for Ding Xiu to come back.

However, for her, the happiest thing is the start of the Tang Dynasty's love history, although she is a supporting role in the play, this is the first play in her life, which is very memorable.

Originally, I wanted to catch Ding Xiu to watch all night, but if it weren't for the temporary change of the play.

In addition, the second drama in her life will be broadcast in the second half of the year, and it should be well-known this year.

"Gone."

Ding Xiu stepped into the car, followed by a temporary assistant arranged by the crew, carrying two large boxes, which contained his costumes and frequently changed clothes.

……

The conditions of the crew here in Jinhua are much worse than those in Dali.

Because many scenes were filmed in the deep mountains and old forests, Ding Xiu went to the hotel where the crew went down to the tower, and there was not a single actor.

The staff said that the crew went to the mountains, and they ate and lived there, and they couldn't come back until a few days.

Just when Ding Xiu was glad that he was late, the director called him and asked him to rush over immediately, and work would start tomorrow.

The crew is in the mountains, going back and forth for a few hours, if you don't go over tonight, tomorrow morning it will be makeup again, and it will be the right words, and it will be too late to film.

got into a jeep, Ding Xiu lay in the back seat and slept, staggering for not knowing how long it had been, and the assistant woke him up.

"Brother Xiu, Brother Xiu, it's here."

Under the night sky, in a clearing surrounded by mountains, dozens of tents, large and small, were set up in place.

The generators were blaring, and the light bulbs lit up the camp.

got out of the car, Ding Xiu first reported to the director, got the shooting notice, and saw that there was a fight with Hu Jun tomorrow, and he planned to find Hu Jun to talk to him first.

When he heard about Hu Jun's tent, Ding Xiu walked over,

Before I got closer, I heard a woman's voice from inside, like Liu Tao's.

It's quite loud.

The surrounding staff stole a glance when they passed by, and quickly bowed their heads and left, as if they didn't hear.

When encountering this kind of thing, with Ding Xiu's character, of course, it is ...... It was impossible to miss it, and with lightning speed, he pulled the tent away.

"I received a report from the masses, there are people here...... Someone disturbed the people, the man held his head in his hands, and the woman leaned against the wall and turned away. ”

Hu Jun, who was playing against the script, didn't know why, and heard a little regret from Ding Xiu's tone.

"Why did you come at this time, I thought I could arrive in the afternoon."

"Don't mention it, I changed the play temporarily, and it took a little more time, so I came to find you with the right words."

Taking off his shoes, Ding Xiu stepped into the tent, and Hu Jun leaned in to make way for the space.

In the next second, Ding Xiu sat next to Liu Tao across from him.

The weather was cold, and the two people in the tent each covered a blanket, and Ding Xiulai was about to lift Liu Tao's blanket after sitting down, and everyone warmed up together.

Before he could raise his hand, a white jade foot stretched out and kicked on him.

"Get out!" Liu Tao roared.

This guy actually wants to cover a quilt with her, what do you want.

Is Hu Jun still good?

Helpless, Ding Xiu could only come to Hu Jun's side.

Before Hu Jun moved, the quilt was pulled over by Ding Xiu: "Children of the rivers and lakes, don't care so much when you go out." ”

"There are still a lot of people discussing the script."

In the tent, the lights were dim, and the voices of the three of them could be heard from time to time.

Late at night, Liu Tao was the first to go, and Ding Xiu was the second.

His tent crew has already been built, the place is wide, and the bedding is complete.

The next morning, the communal make-up booth.

Hu Jun had two tissues stuffed in his nostrils, and he listlessly let the makeup artist apply it on his face.

Last night, Ding Xiu didn't leave, and he chatted a little late

As a result, he had a snot this morning and contracted a small cold.

Ding Xiu came in eating white water eggs, and after seeing Hu Jun's condition, he stayed a little farther away: "I said Brother Jun, if you have a cold, go to the doctor, don't infect everyone." ”

Hu Jun: "......"

"Don't come to my tent in the future."

"Aren't you afraid it won't sound good if it gets out?" Ding Xiu said: "Brother Jun, I'm for your good, you and Sister Tao are two lonely men and widows who don't talk well about the play, and everyone won't think about it when the three of them are together." ”

"Poof!"

The makeup artist who was putting on makeup couldn't help but laugh out loud, and it didn't sound good for two men and one woman to spread out, right?

……

Although Jinhua said that it was a literary and drama group, it was before Ding Xiu came, as Murong Fu who fought from beginning to end, wherever he went, it was the set of martial arts dramas.

In the morning, the first scene was to film the duel between him and Qiao Feng.

"Hah!"

With a loud roar, Hu Jun, who used the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, knocked him back with one palm after dozens of rounds of fighting with Ding Xiu.

Flying four or five meters upside down, Ding Xiu rolled over on one side and landed on one knee.

"Cards!"

Hearing the director's voice, Ding Xiu got up and patted the dust on his knees.

"Hahaha, this scene is so cool!"

Hu Jun took the plush coat handed by the assistant, put it on, and said with a hearty smile.

It was the first time he filmed ancient costumes, the first time he filmed martial arts, and he was very lucky to meet Ding Xiu, a master, no matter what moves he made and how fast he fought, Ding Xiu could dodge in time.

He fights heartily and is not afraid of hurting people.

In addition, there are really not many opportunities to beat Ding Xiu in life.

Only in the play can you have this kind of pleasure, very comfortable and refreshing.

Putting on his military coat, Ding Xiu sat on his pony, poured a cup of hot tea, and took a sip gently.

"I've never lost a fight in my life, except in the play."

He used to beat others, and since he stepped into the actor's business, he has been beaten.

"I believe that." When he came to the side, Hu Jun also poured himself a glass: "I heard my friend on Hong Kong Island say that the deceased martial arts will be released in China." ”

He hadn't seen this film, but he knew that it was Ding Xiu's famous work and won an award in Cannes.

I heard that it was going to be released, and I was quite curious, and I can't wait to see it.

Putting down the teacup, Ding Xiu said: "It will be released on Hong Kong Island next month." ”

This play was sold to Koreans by Xu Haofeng before, and it has been screened in South Korea two months ago.

According to Xu Haofeng, the box office is okay, converted to more than 4 million RMB, probably because he saw that the effect was good, and he planned to come over to test the water.

In the final analysis, this is a domestic film, and there is no reason why the acceptance is worse than that of foreign countries.

As for why it won't be released in the mainland, of course, it can't be released, the general environment is like this, and the scale on Hong Kong Island can be a little bigger.

"Congratulations, the first movie in your life appeared on the big screen, do you want to watch it then?"

"I don't have time, I'm filming here."

Ding Xiu calculated that next month should be his busiest time, how can he have time to go to Hong Kong Island to watch any movies.

And he had already watched the disc sent by Xu Haofeng at home, and it was boring to watch it again.

"Do you really care?" Hu Jun said: "If the box office is good, it will greatly enhance your fame." ”

"Isn't it big that I don't know about myself?" Ding Xiu rolled his eyes.

I heard Xu Haofeng say that the deceased martial arts is not high on Hong Kong Island, and this is an art film, not a commercial film.

As for the box office, neither of them reported much hope.

"Yes, I'm salty and don't worry about it."

Ding Xiu himself didn't care, Hu Jun didn't bother to say, changed the topic, and the two chatted about the script.

(End of chapter)