Generally, the crew shoots film and television dramas based on the weather conditions and actors' schedules. Today they shoot the tenth scene, and tomorrow they may shoot the fiftieth scene.
Some directors, for the sake of better inspiration, shoot in the order of the movies.
That is, the first game today, the second game tomorrow, and the third game the day after tomorrow.
The advantage of doing this is that the mind is not confused, all procedures are clear, the actors feel comfortable acting, and it is easier to get into the role.
Of course, the cost is also high.
Every day when the crew opens the machine, the amount of money flowing out ranges from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands.
You may have to wait for half a day for a light, which is a waste of money.
But for great directors, they never know what a budget is and they always shoot to death. Zhang Yimou is such a person.
So does this hero.
"You're lucky, I took a photo of you first after turning on the phone, so you don't have to wait any longer."
In the conference room of the crew hotel, Ding Xiu and Cheng Xiaodong, who arrived first, chatted.
"It doesn't matter who shoots first, how many days early or how late." Ding Xiu himself didn't care.
Cheng Xiaodong glanced around and sneered: "You're young, aren't you? Great directors are all lazy. It's common for a film to take a year and a half to be shot."
"Once the shooting location is further away, your ID card will be taken away, so you won't be able to escape even if you want to."
This was the case when Wang Jiawei was filming Ashes of Time. The script was so hyped that the script was changed every day after the actors joined the cast.
Until the end of filming, the actors didn't even know who they were playing.
Forget it, the environment in the desert is not good, and he is still having a hard time filming. One scene after another fails, and he will not give up until he achieves his goal.
It was hard to get over it, but the next day he had new ideas and wanted to reshoot.
Zhang Guorong, who has always been good-tempered, couldn't stand it anymore and said he wanted to run away with the bucket. As a result, his passport was confiscated and he refused to return it alive or dead.
If it weren't for the support of the people around them, the two of them would almost have sex.
In the end, after all the hard talk, the person was finally retained.
Although Zhang Yimou is not Wang Jiawei, he is also famous for being a tough guy. He will not give up until he meets his requirements, and everyone will slap you down.
Once the filming is complete, I will call you back to reshoot.
"That's not true." Ding Xiu thought inwardly.
Those who knew it was filming, but those who didn’t knew it thought they were entering a black mine.
"You won't know until later. You won't know until you turn on the phone..." Cheng Xiaodong wanted to say something else, but when he saw someone coming in, he stopped and stood up to say hello: "Wei Zai, long time no see."
"Director Cheng, please give me your advice."
Liang Chaowei came in, followed by Zhang Manyu, Zhang Ziyi and others, as if they had made an appointment to come together.
There were a lot of people, so Cheng Xiaodong exchanged a few words with each other and introduced Ding Xiu.
A few people were not interested in minor roles and simply nodded as a greeting.
It wasn't time for the meeting yet, and the director didn't come either. After they sat down, they chatted about entertainment gossip. The parents were incompetent and didn't mention the script at all.
Next to Ding Xiu was Liang Chaowei, who didn't talk much. He leaned on the table with his hands, either picking at his nails or looking up at the ceiling. He would only say a few words when people talked to him, and he was very taciturn.
After a while, Zhang Yi and Li Lianjie came in talking and laughing together.
The circle in Hong Kong is small, everyone knows each other, and Li Lianjie also exchanged pleasantries for a while.
When we arrived at Ding Xiu, we chatted a little more: "I heard from Director Zhang that your martial arts are very powerful. You can knock people away with one move. Let's compete some other time."
Another stubborn one.
Ding Xiu was getting a little annoyed when these meetings were held after several days of practice and they had to compete.
It doesn't matter if they have great martial arts skills, but one and the other are just noobs. They can finish it in basically three seconds, which is not enough to fight.
He hasn't felt it yet, but the other person is already dying.
"When filming, just film well. It's boring to fight back and forth."
In the conference room, as Ding Xiu finished speaking, a pin drop could be heard.
Everyone was stunned.
Zhang Manyu's eyes widened, Liang Chaowei smiled, and Zhang Ziyi was stunned.
How dare this kid?
Although Li Lienjie has not won any awards, he is truly the King of Kung Fu and the King of Box Office.
A top presence in the film and television industry.
There are many actors who have entered Hollywood in the past two years. There are still more than ten or twenty actors in various categories, but when they go there, they are all minor players, playing supporting roles.
There are only two people who can really squeeze into the front line, Li Lienjie and Cheng Long.
Didn’t you notice that when movie kings and movie queens like them meet Li Lienjie, they have to stand up and say hello with a smile?
Ding Xiu is fine. When people say polite things to him, he doesn't show any respect at all.
Cheng Xiaodong's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Ding Xiu is mainly afraid of hurting you."
As soon as the words came out, the situation became even more embarrassing.
Li Lienjie was stunned.
Zhang Yi said: "Yes, this kid does have real skills. Zhao Wenzhuo was almost knocked unconscious by one of his moves. You must not try it with him."
He didn't say the last part of the sentence. If there were any shortcomings, this movie with an investment of 30 million US dollars would be considered a waste.
Even if two of his kidneys were removed, the investors would not be able to afford it.
"That's not true." Li Lianjie hesitated.
"That's great!" Cheng Xiaodong, Zhang Yimou, and Zhang Ziyi said at the same time.
All three of them have seen Ding Xiu’s kung fu, and the fight was so scary.
Now Li Lianjie was even more curious and couldn't wait to see Ding Xiu's skills.
However, this situation is not suitable. There will be plenty of opportunities after the computer is turned on.
…
Zhang Yimou held a meeting, mainly to introduce the work arrangements for the next period of time.
The first rule is that no skipping is allowed, and actors must stay on the set until filming is completed.
No one has any opinion on this point. After so many years of debut, this kind of professional ethics is still... rare.
Except for the two younger ones, Ding Xiu and Zhang Ziyi, all the others didn’t hit the bottom all the way when they were young.
Li Lienjie was filming seven movies a year in 1993, with four directors surrounding him filming day and night.
I almost thought I was mentally ill.
I only took a shower three times a month, and I applied my makeup in bed.
There was no time to sleep, so one can imagine how busy he was, and the drama was extremely intense.
Liang Chaowei and Zhang Manyu were similar in the early years, but later they became famous and began to cherish their feathers (no shortage of money), and slowly reduced unnecessary work.
A few days later…
Ding Xiu and Li Lienjie stood facing each other with weapons in hand.
"Both of you have a good foundation in martial arts. I won't teach you the basics step by step. Let's practice the moves first and get a feel for them."
In front of Li Lianjie, Cheng Xiaodong didn't dare to give up.
Even though he is an actor, his kung fu skills are much higher than his.
Zhao Wenzhuo claims to know more than 200 sets of boxing skills, Wu Jing is a martial arts champion, and Donnie Yen is also a foreign martial arts champion, but to Li Lienjie, he is his younger brother.
He was an all-around champion at the age of twelve.
Remember, it is all-powerful, not just a single sword, gun, and sword champion.
But this is not his peak. The peak is winning the martial arts championship for four consecutive years.
In the same year, he retired from the martial arts world due to injury. The following year, he entered the film and television industry to film Shaolin Temple. At that time, he was only 18 years old.
At that time, the popular style in Hong Kong was Northern and Southern Boxing, which was the fighting style of Cheng Long and others, which was not beautiful.
As soon as Li Lienjie, the dragon crossing the river, went away, his chic, elegant and handsome style of play immediately gained a lot of fans and fans.
Cheng Longdu once laughed at himself and said that Li Lienjie's fighting style is authentic and they are wild.
Yuan Heping, the number one martial arts instructor in the country, commented on Li Lienjie, saying that he knew all kinds of swords, guns, swords and sticks, and was a living dictionary of martial arts.
If he hadn't changed careers and become an actor, with Li Lienjie's skills, his achievements as a martial arts instructor would not be too low.
"Little brother, let's get started."
"Okay, you don't have to be afraid of hurting me, just go ahead and I will cooperate with you."
Li Lianjie smiled. In all his years in the industry, this was the first time he had encountered such a crazy young man.
It seems that when he was Ding Xiu's age, he also said this to the martial arts actors in Hong Kong.
"Qiang!"
Li Lienjie drew his sword, took a few steps forward and stabbed Ding Xiu.
The speed is three minutes faster than normal rehearsal.
He wanted to see the strength of this young man.
Holding the silver gun in hand, Ding Xiu blocked according to the rehearsed routine.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged a few blows.
Seeing that Ding Xiu could easily block it, Li Lienjie stopped holding back and returned to his normal speed during filming.
"When, when, when..."
The only sound heard at the scene was the clash of swords and guns, one after another.
The tip of the sword passed across Ding Xiu's neck several times, and Ding Xiu's gun also grazed Li Lianjie's hair.
Cheng Xiaodong clasped his hands on his chest, showing no sign of worry.
Based on the experience of the two of them, there will be no problems with the current moves that they have practiced. He is still confident of this.
Even if something goes wrong, it won't be a big problem as long as the prop sword or prop gun doesn't hit the eye.
"Good work!"
After a while, Li Lianjie was bounced away by Ding Xiu's gun and took a few steps back.
After so many years in the industry, there are not many times when he has a good fight because his opponent actors cannot keep up with him.
Every time I hit two moves, I have to stop.
It's quite surprising that Ding Xiu can fight with him so many times, and now he's not blushing or out of breath, he's very capable.
"Continue!" Li Lianjie stepped forward with his sword in hand, and shouted: "Be careful, I'm going to change my moves."
The sword that was supposed to be lifted upward was changed by Li Lienjie to a horizontal slash.
Ding Xiu didn't panic, and also changed the moves in his hands. He moved his spear sideways and dodged the sword.
Unexpectedly, Li Lienjie did not stop, and continued relentlessly, striking one sword after another, all using unrehearsed moves.
Cheng Xiaodong saw something was wrong and shouted, "Don't fight me."
When they first heard that Ding Xiu was powerful in martial arts, Wu Jing, Zhao Wenzhuo and others couldn't bear it, let alone Li Lienjie.
After hearing what Cheng Xiaodong and Zhang Yimou had said so many times, he had long wanted to have a fight with Ding Xiu.
But if Ding Xiu doesn't hit him, he can't grab someone's hand and hit him.
They had a fight during rehearsal, which was his plan.
After the first two tests of speeding up his sword moves, he could see that Ding Xiu did have a few brushes.
If Ding Xiu couldn't take over, it wouldn't have happened that the tricks turned into actual combat.
Jianqing is a word known as "quick". From the moment Li Lianjie launched his attack, the two of them exchanged several moves in just a few seconds.
Seeing that Ding Xiu easily dodged, Li Lienjie started to fight with his hands and feet.
"Zheng!"
A sword struck at the door. Ding Xiu ducked and said, "If you want to hit me again, I won't be polite."
The only reply he received was the trembling sword edge.
"call!"
Ding Xiu swung his spear and hit Li Lianjie with great force.
The blade of the sword was thin, so Li Lienjie raised the sword to block, his palms were numb, and the hilt almost came out of his hand.
It wasn't over yet. When he looked up, he saw a spear thrust towards his head.
Not daring to drag him down, Li Lianjie blocked it with his sword, then turned his body and swept away with a whip kick.
With a "swish", the gunshot entered the spirit snake's cave, and it retracted in the blink of an eye. Ding Xiu took the opportunity to take a half step back, and Li Lianjie's whip kick was in the air.
Before he could stand still, Li Lianjie saw Ding Xiu taking half a step back while turning around and squatting down with the silver gun in his hand.
A cold sweat suddenly broke out on my forehead.
Yuan Heping said that he was a walking dictionary of martial arts. How could he not know what moves this was?
Come back!
The two of them were so close that they couldn't dodge. Once the shot came out, it was 100% sure to hit him.
However, he didn't think Ding Xiu would stab him. Given their status, Ding Xiu must be a little worried.
"ah!"
Facts have proved that he thought too much.
Half a second later, he felt a pain in his ribs, and a force pushed him back.
After finishing the stabbing, Ding Xiu calmly put away the gun and stood up.
Li Lienjie, who had retreated three or four meters in a row, could no longer hold his sword and fell to the ground. He was holding his ribs with one hand and gasping for air.
"Are you okay?" Cheng Xiaodong hurried forward.
"Hiss! It's okay." Li Lianjie gritted his teeth and held on. He opened his clothes and looked down. There was a coin-sized mark on his ribs, which was purple in color.
Cheng Xiaodong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and yelled at Ding Xiu: "Why didn't you act lightly or harshly?"
Ding Xiu walked over slowly with the gun in his arms: "Don't worry, I used the butt of the gun and used it to reduce the force."
If he didn't stop using his strength, even with the tail of the gun, Li Lianjie's ribs would have been broken by his strength.
Cheng Xiaodong blew his beard and glared: "What do you mean, the end of the gun can hurt people casually, come here and apologize."
Li Lianjie couldn't afford to offend him, and he also wanted to make Ding Xiu better.
One word can make him disappear from this industry, and no one will dare to use him in the future.
Ding Xiu's career has just started, so it's not worthwhile to lose it like this.
"It's none of his business." Covering his ribs, Li Lienjie forced a smile and said, "In a martial arts competition, bumps and bumps are inevitable. Every time I kept breaking my hands and feet while filming in the past, it was just drizzle."
"I'll go back and apply some medicinal wine and put on two ointments and it'll be fine. Don't take it to heart, young man."
"That's it for today. I'm going back first. Director Cheng, don't embarrass him. I'll see him trying to trick me tomorrow."
Turning around, Li Lienjie bared his teeth and revealed a mask of pain. It really hurt this time.
No wonder both Zhang Yi and Cheng Xiaodong said that Ding Xiu was awesome. This time he had seen it.
"Are you hurt?"
As soon as Li Lianjie left, Cheng Xiaodong began to examine Ding Xiu's body.
"Do I look like a wounded person to you?"
"That's right. It's good if you don't hurt anyone. That's Li Lianjie. How dare you."
"If I don't give him a hard time, what's the point of pestering me to compete every day? Now I won't mention the competition for at least a month."
Li Lienjie is very competitive, so this gun will not last long, and he will most likely come back after recovering from his injury.
After all, Ding Xiu was still worried and put in a lot of effort.
If he were like Zhao Wenzhuo, Li Lienjie would probably never want to fight with him in his life.
"He still dares to come?" Cheng Xiaodong couldn't believe it.
Ding Xiu shrugged: "Forget it, just come. Once you come, I will print one tube for him and see how many he can print."
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