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Chapter 301 Is it not enough to hang a steel wire?

The camera lens hanging on the big crane was aimed at Zhang Dongjian lying on the ground, and it slowly dropped from top to bottom to take a bird's-eye view. Just as the director shouted "A!", Zhang Dongjian had already opened his eyes, but when the camera dropped halfway,

hour.

"Card!"

"No, don't be too rigid with your eyes!"

Director Chen's voice came from the intercom, and the executive director on the scene was busy using the translator to communicate with him.

"A!"

The camera slowly came down, Zhang Dongjian opened his eyes and looked around, then slowly sat up.

"Card!"

"Move too slowly!"

Start again.

"Card!"

"It's still too slow, you need to be quick!"

"Card!"

"It's too fast, you have to master the rhythm!"

"Card!"

"Card!"

Just the act of getting up from the snow caused more than ten NGs in a row. The key is that every time Zhang Dongjian got up from the ground and lay down again, the workers would come up and push down the salt that had been raised around him. This is

It took a lot of time to come and go, and He Xin's legs, which had been standing more than twenty meters away, were almost numb.

However, Zhang Dongjian didn’t show any signs of impatience, and he followed the director’s request honestly every time. Finally, when it came to the sixteenth chapter, when he got up from the ground, he finally didn’t hear the director’s call to stop and stood up.

He Xin, who was opposite him, suddenly became energetic and took a deep breath.

Because at this time, the camera lens on the big crane slowly dropped, and the lens began to move upwards. Following the white snow on the ground, He Xin, dressed in black robes, suddenly appeared in the lens.

The executive director made a gesture, and at the same time as the blower blew up, the mechanism arranged on the top of the studio began to fall snowflakes. The snowflakes flew in the wind blown by the blower, and also brought up He Xin's black suit that was worth as much as a new Guangben.

Feather coat.

"Card!"

"Xiao He, your stance is wrong, don't spread your legs too far apart!"

"Sorry, director!"

He Xin quickly raised his hand and said hello.

In fact, his standing posture was quite standard at first, but he had been standing for a long time and was hanging on a wire in the morning, which made his crotch very uncomfortable. If he was not careful, his legs would spread apart involuntarily.

At the same time, he also gave Zhang Dongjian an apologetic smile. Without him, the shot was shot from top to bottom, and then moved forward horizontally following Zhang Dongjian's footsteps. It was done in one go.

As soon as He Xin's side went NG, Zhang Dongjian had to go back to his original position and lie down, waiting for the workers to come over and flatten the salt next to the footprints, and start over again.

"A!"

"Card!"

"Xiao He, your expression is wrong!"

He Xin had no choice but to apologize to Zhang Dongjian again, took a few deep breaths, adjusted his posture a little, and then made an OK gesture to the director.

"Again!"

"A!"

Zhang Dongjian climbed up from the snow and walked towards him step by step. He Xin looked at him directly, and at the same time he was giving himself psychological hints: The person in front of him is his only clansman in this world, and now he

Finally, he was brought back to the homeland where the Snow Country people once relied for survival. Unfortunately, this originally quiet and peaceful paradise no longer existed.

His expression became more and more miserable, his lips were trembling slightly, and the pain and sadness in his eyes became more and more intense...

"Card!"

He Xin was suddenly stunned and looked at the director in confusion.

It wasn't until the executive director ran towards Zhang Dongjian with a walkie-talkie and told him through the translator that his steps just now were not firm enough, He Xin breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he was inevitably depressed. His emotions were brewing just now and he was about to prepare.

When I was performing, I was interrupted so suddenly.

No matter how good an actor is, his emotions will not be like running water. He will come and go as soon as he wants. Sure enough, he failed several times in a row, and the problem all came from He Xin.

NG over and over again, and then start from the beginning again and again.

"Card!"

As Director Chen shouted to stop again, the two of them looked at each other helplessly at almost the same time, knowing in their hearts that everyone had made a mistake on this one.

If it wasn't enough, Director Chen simply took off his headphones and said calmly: "Take a break for twenty minutes and adjust."

If it hadn't been for two days of filming, and the crew's previous run-in was going well, He Xin would have really thought that Director Chen was just using them to sharpen the lens today.

If it wasn't for lens grinding, he couldn't help but wonder if Director Chen had taken the wrong medicine today?

He Xin asked himself that many of the scenes taken in the past two days were much poorer than the performances he and Zhang Dongjian performed today, so didn't they pass by just the same?

However, he looked at Director Chen's calm face at this time, and he was still in the mood to joke with Peter Pao next to him. He didn't have any irritation at all, nor did he look like he had taken the wrong medicine.

If you don't understand it, you will naturally feel depressed.

He Xin glanced at Zhang Dongjian, who was crouching with him. He estimated that this guy was in the same mood as him. He was too lazy to be polite anymore. He just nodded to him, then walked to the side and found a chair to sit down.

Close your eyes and continue your mental construction.

In the center of the scene, the workers were busy. After a while, He Xin opened his eyes and glanced to the side. He saw Zhang Dongjian sitting there with his eyes closed and still mumbling, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

, probably because we share the same problem.

Twenty minutes passed quickly. When the two of them walked past, Zhang Dongjian gave him a special nod. Looking at his determined eyes, He Xin almost followed the second class and said: "Oli.

!”

Shooting resumes.

Everything went well at the beginning. Zhang Dongjian walked over step by step and said: "I just saw my mother and a little girl..."

As he said that, he paused for a moment and said with confused eyes: "Who is she? What kind of place is this?"

He Xin looked at him with a sad face and said: "This is Snow Country!"

When he mentioned the word "Snow Country", he raised his brows, a trace of pride flashed across his brows, and then he said with a look of sadness and pity: "I can only save you by traveling through time and bringing you here.

Live you!"

Zhang Dongjian stared at him, the water in his eyes fluctuating, and asked: "Snow Country? Why is it gone?"

"Card!"

Neither of them moved until two seconds later they heard Director Chen's voice spread again: "This one has passed!"

At this time, the two of them let out a sigh of relief.



A blue business car stopped slowly at the foot of a small high-rise residential building. The driver quickly got out of the car, opened the side door, carefully helped the people in the car out, and said with concern: "

Brother Xin, be careful!"

He Xin crossed his legs and staggered out of the car, then raised his head and said to the driver: "Xiao Wang, we're in trouble!"

"Brother Xin, I'd better take you upstairs."

"No, no, it's just a two-step process, I'm not that squeamish yet." He Xin waved his hand and said with a smile.

Seeing that Xiao Wang was still standing still, looking like he was about to speak, he had to make a move to chase people away, blinked and said: "Okay, it's getting late, you should go home quickly.

Don’t forget it’s still the same time tomorrow!”

"I'll definitely never forget this. Then... Brother Xin, I'll leave first, please be careful!" Xiao Wang had to say.

He Xin stood there and watched the car drive away, then turned around and walked towards the building. As soon as he stepped forward, he couldn't help but frown and looked at the stiff denim jeans on his lower body. He regretted why he wore one today.

I was wearing jeans, and the place where the wire straps were tied around my crotch felt hot and painful.

This afternoon's shooting, except for the non-stop NG at the beginning, was not smooth. The conversation between him and Zhang Dongjian in the middle was actually quite smooth. It was just that when it came to the filming later, when he taught Zhang Dongjian to run as fast as him,

You need to tie up wires and keep flying around in the air. Not only must your speed be fast, but your pose must also be beautiful.

Although he has been practicing all morning and has made obvious progress, when it comes to actual shooting, one or another situation will still occur. In addition, Director Chen's requirements today are extremely high, so he can only do it over and over again.

At first, there were bursts of pain from being strangled between the two crotches, and then it became basically numb. Finally, when the cowhide belt that strangled the crotches was removed, he found that he had no longer held his legs together.

When he took off his makeup and took a shower, he took a special look and found that not only were there two deep bloody marks, but even the one on the side was swollen, making it impossible to touch, and it would cause burning pain when touched.

He could only slow down in place for a while, and then he moved step by step towards the elevator entrance. The elevator was still stopped on the eighth floor. If it had been normal, he would have taken the stairs, but now he still patiently watched the elevator move from the eighth floor.

We went up to the eleventh floor, then from the eleventh floor to the basement on the first floor, and then up to the first floor, and finally opened the door.

When he reached the third floor where his home was, he stepped out of the elevator step by step and walked to the door. Just when he took out the key and was about to open the door, the door opened from the inside, revealing a smile.

"Hey, didn't you say you'd come over tomorrow?" He said with a look of surprise on his face.

"The commercial has been shot ahead of schedule today, so I'll come over quickly." Cheng Hao said with a smile, and then stretched out his hand to pull him through the door: "Don't just stand there, come in quickly!"

"Don't……"

Before he could say anything, he was pulled by his girlfriend and took a big step forward involuntarily. As soon as the injured part rubbed against the hard jeans, he couldn't help but let out a "sizzle" and took a breath of air.

He couldn't even speak, so he waved his hands desperately.

"What's wrong? Did you get injured while filming?" Cheng Hao asked hurriedly upon seeing this.

He stood for a while, finally regaining his breath, and then waved his hand and said: "No, I'm not injured, I was just strangled by the hanging wire."

"You can strangle it like this with a wire, isn't it?" Cheng Hao looked at him with some confusion and said.

I almost forgot, she often plays the role of a heroic heroine, so naturally she often flies around on a wire. But He Xin is also a little puzzled. It stands to reason that if she is strangled like this all the time, she will definitely get calluses. Why is she in that place?

Is it still white and tender?


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