It is impossible to put sacks on Wang Jiawei, how could Ding Xiu do that?
After playing mahjong, eating barbecue, drinking wine, the work on the set was over at twelve o'clock in the evening.
Early the next morning, Ding Xiu came to the set wearing a casual sportswear. Wang Jiawei said that he had a fight scene at night and had to come here to rehearse in advance and discuss his playing style.
"Master Ding, Director Wang trusts you very much. You didn't even let you participate in the martial arts training before the start of the filming."
Master Yuan Ba was wearing a black baseball cap and holding a cooked egg in his hand. He said with a smile.
Yuan Heping is very old, and may be because of his years of dealing with martial arts. He is very energetic, with thin cheeks, energetic, and straight waist.
"He doesn't trust me." Ding Xiu said what happened a million a month.
To be honest, he actually doesn't want this kind of treatment. He can't join the group in advance to learn the set of tricks. After joining the group, he has to spend more time to get it back, which is very troublesome.
Especially Wang Jiawei, who let him play freely, invisibly gave him a part-time job as a martial arts coach, without any extra money.
If he joined the group early, Ding Xiu felt that he was losing money.
"Haha." Yuan Baye was so amused and crying: "You blamed him wrongly. As far as I know him, it is not such a person. Maybe he really doesn't want to be bound by rules and regulations."
"I want you to give him a surprise."
Wang Jiawei is not short of money, and such a top director does not lack investors when filming. Just look at the investment company and the production company, and all of them are big companies.
Let Ding Xiu perform himself, maybe he really wants him to perform himself.
To be honest, Yuan Heping also wanted to see how Ding Xiu could do it.
A master of Bajiquan single-handedly picked eight major sects, which made the Hong Kong martial arts world unable to raise their heads. Such a person would be a bit embarrassed to use ordinary martial arts routines to limit him.
Ding Xiu smashed his mouth: "I believe it for now."
After saying that, he came to the place where he was ready to line up to get breakfast.
The extras eat differently than the ones they eat. The stars have bread, milk, three fresh buns, and eggs and soy milk to choose from.
He also took a portion, Ding Xiu found a seat to sit down, Yuan Heping followed him and sat down beside him: "How do you want to fight in this scene today, I will cooperate with you."
He is the martial arts director, and he should have designed this scene, but it involves Ding Xiu. He did not design it. He followed the director's arrangement and asked Ding Xiu to do it himself, and he helped him.
While eating, Ding Xiu asked, "How many extras are there?"
He had already received the notice, and Wang Jiawei gave it himself, with very few words on it, just saying that a night fight scene was chased by the Military Control Commission killers on the first day, with one against more than one.
"You have as much as you want?"
“Where is the exact place to film?”
"Come with me."
While eating and chatting, Yuan Heping took Ding Xiu to a street with a Republic of China style with a good view.
This is an ancient town. Although it is a scenic spot, it is only in recent years. It used to be a countryside, so of course it was impossible for buildings from the Republic of China to appear.
After Wang Jiawei arrived, he paid for the scenery and spent millions.
This is the work of a great director. If you don’t have a scene, you can make it yourself and don’t treat it as money.
If another director had a first idea, he would go to Modu Film and Television City, or Hengdian Film and Television City to find similar buildings to shoot.
Wang Jiawei is different. He is too lazy to look for it, and the one he looks for may not meet his own standards. Anyway, he is not short of money, so he might as well repair one by himself.
"Start from here." Yuan Heping finished his meal, stood outside the street, pointed to the coffee shop and said, "Start from inside and hit the street outside."
When he entered the door, Ding Xiu looked at the size of the cafe's space, then looked at the width and length of the street, thought for a while and said:
"The space is not large enough. At this level, it is considered the limit to hit thirty at most. Considering that the other party is a military commander, it is unrealistic to kill people with bare hands and empty punches. Everyone has to be given a short knife, right?"
"If I count this way, I will use Bajiquan to fight, and I will fight at most twenty."
Twenty people were already the result of Ding Xiu's artistic measurement. If it were a real scene, twenty people could kill him.
Twenty well-trained killers, with swords and bare hands, both sides are not on the same level as the same magnitude. Even if they can win, they will definitely be injured in the end.
"I think so too." Yuan Heping said seriously with his hands behind his back: "This street can't accommodate too many people, twenty of them are almost the same. If there are more, it will seem crowded and there is not enough space."
"Since this scene highlights you, we won't pursue the killer's kung fu. Just come over and get beaten. I'll call the person over and make a rough move. You can set a trick first and let's see the effect."
"Please trouble Master Eighth."
"Things are all done."
The work of martial arts coach is not easy to do, and he is exhausted. Before the filming is started, you have to think about all the tricks. How to play well in each scene, what tricks to do, and how to fall to the ground, also depends on the character image and the actor himself.
Features design corresponding martial arts movements.
Wang Jiawei asked Ding Xiu to perform his own work. To be honest, it was to reduce the work burden for Yuan Heping.
Now he just needs to cooperate.
After a while, twenty extras were called over, Yuan Heping set up his position, who would go first, who would go second, what should you do when you don’t go, pay attention to the order and movement, etc.
Ding Xiu was not idle either, and began to think about it in his mind. After Yuan Heping made arrangements, he waved to four or five extras to try it out.
"Props, come here to put protective gear on these brothers and lay sponge mats on the ground."
Seeing Ding Xiu's reorganization so much, the extra was a little embarrassed: "Teacher Ding, come just to do it, we can resist it."
As an extra, he has a protective gear and a sponge mat. He has never enjoyed this kind of treatment. Those who don’t know about it thought Ding Xiu would beat them to death.
"It's better to wear it. It's safe, I'm very strong." Ding Xiu personally helped put on the protective gear: "I want to see the overall effect first."
Ding Xiu and the others were rehearsing, and there were a lot of people around in a short while. Liang Chaowei, Zhang Jin, Zhang Ziyi, Song Huiqiao and others who had not started construction were also attracted to the scene and stood by the side to watch.
"Be ready. I plan to fight for the first time. After attacking you, the extras will fall down together. Just the first five people, and no one else needs to move."
"Okay, let's take a step back."
"I am coming."
Ding Xiu fell the last word, and his momentum changed instantly. The star who was still a kind in the last second, his eyes were cold and his face was calm the next second.
"Ka, da, da."
Standing by the street, he rushed towards the twenty extras and took a few steps toward him.
According to previous design, the extras held a short knife with a prop and stabbed it straight.
Seeing that his neck was about to hit him, Ding Xiu's speed did not decrease, he threw away his head and pushed his steel-like elbow. The extra actor was touched by his chest, his eyes were almost glaring out, and his body flew out like a backward kite, falling heavily.
On a sponge mat.
Passing by the body of the extra, Ding Xiu's movements did not stop, and continued to attack the next person, one punch, one elbow, one kick, one move, one tiger climbing a mountain with a strong movement, strong power, five group actors
All of them lay down in an instant.
Before and after, a small battle ended in less than twenty seconds, and the onlookers were stunned.
If I hadn't had it with my own eyes, I would have thought that Ding Xiu and the others had rehearsed in advance.
Five extras were lying on the ground wailing, and some of them were crying.
If they hadn't worn protective gear, they would have wailed a few times, and they probably wouldn't have even gotten up.
Among the five, some people were swept into one leg, trembling, afraid of being lame, and the most serious one was the one who was caught by a tiger climbing a mountain.
Ding Xiu didn't have nails, but he couldn't show the effect without touching the face, so he used his fingertips to dig it up. It was not very powerful and looked a little scary because the other person's face was full of red scratches, but this was actually the most
It's easy, and the red mark will disappear after a while.
"艹!"
Zhang Jin couldn't help but swear.
It's too fierce, the movements are clean and neat, the attack is all about the key points, and the sense of blow is very strong, and the attacker will definitely fall.
Is this Bajiquan?
It is said that Ding Xiu is the most capable person in the entertainment industry. How good he can be, there is no idea about people who have never seen him. This time he can see him with his own eyes, and Zhang Jin knew a little about it.
Although these extras are not real killers, judging from Ding Xiu's easy and effortless actions, five or six ordinary people are definitely not enough to fight him.
If the person who takes the verge of death will end up miserably.
If you can easily fight five or six people by one person, your combat power can be used on the ring to play professional games.
On the side, Liang Chaowei's eyelids twitched, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. He knew why the master who taught him Wing Chun said that Ding Xiu was great.
This is more than just amazing.
He studied Wing Chun for seven or eight months and asked himself that apart from being stronger, his combat effectiveness has not increased much. As for his physical fitness and age, it is difficult to fight one-on-one against someone.
Let’s look at Ding Xiu again. Beating five people is as relaxed as eating and drinking water.
It's not the same order of magnitude at all.
Even if he calls his master over, he may be beaten.
"Is this martial arts?" Song Huiqiao stared at Ding Xiu with her autumn-like eyes, and could no longer move it away. She opened her mouth wide and said blankly: "So amazing."
She knew that kung fu movies were all fake, and the things in the movies were also fake.
Although Zhang Ziyi and Liang Chaowei are experts in the play, they are very good in real life. Zhang Ziyi can pull the tendons even when splits, and her flexibility is not as flexible as hers.
She thought Ding Xiu was also of this type.
Unexpectedly, Xiaodao cut his butt today, which made Ding Xiu open his eyes.
Not to mention his handsomeness, he is so powerful in kung fu, so masculine, so handsome.
After playing several extras, Ding Xiu stood there differently. After thinking for a few seconds, he said to an extra on the side: "I'll walk here, you can take action and cut my head with a short knife."
"You sneak attack this brother behind you."
"Come on, let's go, let's go, what are you looking at?"
"Teacher Ding, we want to wear protective gear."
Ding Xiu's martial arts scene was so scary. Five people were just going to do it. If they didn't wear protective gear, they wouldn't dare to fight him.
"It's okay, I'll control my strength this time, and we use slow motion."
Hearing it was slow motion, the extras breathed a sigh of relief.
Slow motion is good, slow motion is regular, and it does not hurt people.
...
When Wang Jiawei came to work, there was no one in the place where he should have filmed. They surrounded Ding Xiu. He opened the crowd and saw that the streets were full of "corpses."
Yuan Heping recorded the content with the camera and camera, and while recording, he said, "The sense of space is still not enough. The 12th extra, take a few steps back."
"Don't rush forward when Master Ding fights. If they are not as good as you rush, just stand there and fight. Of course, you don't really stand there. You understand what I mean."
This scene is a killing of a killer who broke through the sky, and then left with ease.
With his martial arts skills, if he really wants to run away, these people will not be able to keep him, so this scene is to highlight his martial power and knock everyone down.
"clear."
"Stand up and let's do it again."
"Stop looking at it, construction is on."
"Hello, Director Wang."
"Hello, Director Wang."
"It's almost done with the excitement. Let's break up. All departments will return to their positions and actors will put on makeup. What should they do."
He sent the onlookers away, but Wang Jiawei did not leave, but held his hands in front of his chest and continued to watch Ding Xiu and Yuan Heping rehearsals, without saying anything throughout the whole process.
Ding Xiu and Yuan Heping were immersed in work and did not care about Wang Jiawei. They were busy until the sun was over and they noticed that at some point, Wang Jiawei had left.
During the rehearsal in the morning, the outline of this martial arts scene was already out. In the afternoon, the photography team and the props team joined the rehearsal, and the director entered the venue and began micro-control.
Dressing room.
"Who is the styling design of this drama? I will introduce it to me if I have time. I want to talk to him."
Looking at himself in the mirror, Ding Xiu said murderously.
He has a good foundation and his facial features are very hard, but his shape is hard to describe. He is still a familiar big back head, but this time his back head is a little different.
In order to make the characters look mature, he deliberately made his forehead slightly bald, and he had a lot of hair scraped off with his beautiful hair. Now his hair has completely become an M-shaped shape.
A beard sticking to his lips, and the suit with a sense of age is very close to his body.
A very good young man in his twenties now believes that he is thirty-five or sixty.
The makeup artist chuckled and said, "Styling Design Teacher Zhang Shuping, Director Wang's royal stylist."
Zhang Shuping is a very famous stylist and art director in the industry. He has worked with many directors and has many works. Wang Jiawei especially likes to use him in his movies.
From Carmen, Mong Kok to Ah Fei’s main story, East Evil and West Poison, Life in the Mood, 2046, Wang Jiawei’s works, character designs, and art artists are all Zhang Shuping.
The two can be regarded as complementary. With Wang Jiawei's years of experience, Zhang Shuping has won mercy and has become a top leader in the professional field.
"Is Lao Zhang a martial arts practitioner?" Ding Xiu raised his eyebrows and said to the mirror.
"I don't know about this. I haven't heard that Teacher Zhang has practiced martial arts."
"I haven't practiced martial arts, it means I haven't beaten up. I have no grudges. Why did I make me so ugly?"
Zhang Shuping is not a person in the actor circle. Ding Xiu can only think of how many people he beaten up in the battle in Hong Kong Island. He can't remember how many people he beaten up, and he thought Zhang Shuping was one of them.
Otherwise, he really couldn't think of why Liang Chaowei could be handsome, Zhang Jin could be handsome, Zhang Ziyi could be beautiful, and Song Hye-qiao could be beautiful, but he wanted to be bald.