This actor wants to pay more

Chapter 298

It was impossible to put a sack on Wang Jiawei, how could Ding Xiu do such a thing.

After playing mahjong, having a barbecue, and drinking, the studio ended at twelve o'clock in the evening.

Early the next morning, Ding Xiu came to the set wearing a casual tracksuit. Wang Jiawei said that he had a fight scene tonight and had to come to rehearse in advance to discuss how to play.

"Master Ding, Director Wang trusts you very much, and he didn't let you participate in the martial arts training before starting the machine."

Yuan Baye wore a black peaked cap, held a boiled egg in his hand, and said while eating with a smile.

Yuan Heping is very old, which may be the reason why he has been dealing with martial arts all year round. He is in good spirits, his cheeks are thin, he is full of energy, and his waist is straight.

"He doesn't trust me." Ding Xiu said about 100 million a month.

To be honest, he actually didn't want this kind of treatment. He couldn't join the group to learn the tricks in advance.

Especially Wang Jiawei, let him play freely, virtually let him work part-time as a martial arts instructor, without extra money.

If he joins the group early, Ding Xiu will panic again.

"Haha." Yuan Baye didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You are wrong to blame him. According to my understanding of him, he is not this kind of person. Maybe he really doesn't want to be bound by rules and regulations."

"Letting you play freely is because I want you to surprise him."

Wang Jiawei is not short of money, and this kind of top director does not lack investors for filming. Just look at the investment companies and production companies, all of them are big companies.

Let Ding Xiu play by himself, maybe he really wants him to play by himself.

To be honest, Yuan Heping also wanted to see what Ding Xiu could do.

A master of Bajiquan single-handedly chose the eight major sects, overwhelming the martial arts on Hong Kong Island. For such a person, using ordinary martial arts routines to restrict him is indeed a bit inferior.

Ding Xiu smacked his mouth: "Let me just believe it."

After speaking, he came to the place where the meals were placed and lined up for breakfast.

What the group performers eat is different from what the lead actor eats. The lead actor has bread, milk, three fresh buns, eggs and soy milk to choose from.

He also took a copy, Ding Xiu found a place to sit down, Yuan Heping followed and sat down beside him: "How do you want to play today's scene, I will cooperate with you."

He is a martial arts instructor, and he was supposed to be responsible for designing this scene, but it only involved Ding Xiu, so he didn't design it. He followed the director's arrangement and asked Ding Xiu to come by himself, and he was the assistant at the side.

While eating, Ding Xiu asked, "How many people are there in the group?"

He had already received the notice, which was given by Wang Jiawei himself. There were very few words on it, it just said that there was a night fight scene, and he was chased and killed by military killers in the first line of the day.

"As much as you want?"

"Where exactly is the filming location?"

"follow me."

While eating and chatting, Yuan Heping took Ding Xiu to a street with a good scenery of the Republic of China.

Here is an ancient town, although it is a scenic spot, but it is only a matter of recent years. It used to be a countryside, and of course it is impossible to have buildings in the period of the Republic of China.

After Wang Jiawei arrived, he paid for the scenery and spent several million.

This is the handiwork of great directors. If you don't have a scene, you can build it yourself, and don't treat money as money.

If it were another director, the first thought would be to go to Shanghai Film Studios or Hengdian Studios to find a similar building to shoot.

Wang Jiawei is different, he is too lazy to look for it, and the one he finds may not be [-]% in line with his standards. Anyway, he is not short of money, so he just repairs it himself.

"Start here." After eating, Yuan Heping stood outside the street, pointed to the coffee shop and said, "Start from the inside, and hit the street outside."

After entering the door, Ding Xiu looked at the size of the cafe, then came out to look at the width and length of the street, thought for a while and said:

"The space is not big enough. Thirty is the limit at this level. Considering that the opponent is a military killer, it is unrealistic to kill with bare hands. Why should everyone be equipped with a short knife?"

"In this way, if I fight with Bajiquan, I can fight up to twenty."

Hitting twenty people is already the result Ding Xiu measured from an artistic point of view. If it were a real scene, twenty people could hack him to death.

Twenty well-trained killers, with knives and bare hands, the two sides are not in the same level at all, even if they can win, they will definitely be wounded in the end.

"I think so too." Yuan Heping said earnestly with his hands behind his back: "This street can't accommodate too many people, about twenty people. If there are more, it will be crowded and the sense of space is not enough."

"Since this scene is highlighting you, let's not pursue the killer's kung fu. Just come over and get beaten. I'll call people over and make a rough move. You guys use some tricks first, and we'll see the effect."

"Troublesome eighth master."

"Individual matter."

Martial arts instructors are hard to do, and they are exhausted. They have to think about all the moves before starting the machine. How to play well in each scene, what moves to use, and how to fall to the ground must be based on the character image and the actors themselves. Features Design corresponding martial arts movements.

Wang Jiawei let Ding Xiu play on his own. To be honest, it could be regarded as reducing Yuan Heping's workload.

Now he just needs to do some coordination.

After a while, [-] group performers were called over, and Yuan Heping arranged the positions, who would go first, who would go second, what to do when they didn't go, pay attention to the order and positioning, etc.

Ding Xiu wasn't idle either, he started thinking about it in his brain, and after Yuan Heping made arrangements, he waved for four or five group performers to try out.

"Props, come here and put protective gear on these brothers, and spread sponge mats on the ground."

Seeing Ding Xiu's fanfare, the group performers were a little embarrassed: "Mr. Ding, you can come anyway, we can resist."

As a group performer, they have protective gear and sponge cushions. They have never enjoyed this kind of treatment before. Those who didn't know thought Ding Xiu was going to beat them to death.

"It's better to put it on, safety is the priority, I have great strength." Ding Xiu personally helped put on the protective gear: "I want to see the overall effect first."

Ding Xiu and the others were rehearsing here, and many people gathered around in a short while. Liang Chaowei, Zhang Jin, Zhang Ziyi, Song Huiqiao and others who had not started work were also attracted and stood around to watch.

"Get ready, I plan to fight the actual battle for the first time. After attacking you, the ensemble brothers will fall down together. Just the first five people are fine, and the others don't need to move."

"Okay, those who watch the show step back."

"I am coming."

Ding Xiu's last word fell, and his momentum changed in seconds. One second he was still a kind star, and the next second his eyes were cold and his face was calm.

"Da da da."

Standing on the side of the street, he rushed towards the [-] group performers, and arrived in front of him in a few steps.

According to the previous design, the group performer held a short prop knife and stabbed straight.

Seeing that his neck was about to hit him, Ding Xiu didn't slow down, turned his head to dodge, hit the extra performer's chest with a steely elbow, his eyes almost popped out, his body flew out like a backward kite, and landed heavily on a sponge mat.

Passing by the group performer's body, Ding Xiu's movements did not stop, and he continued to attack the next person, with a punch, an elbow, a kick, and a fierce tiger climbing the mountain. His movements were fierce and powerful, and the five group performers All lay down in an instant.

Back and forth, within 20 seconds, a small battle ended, leaving the onlookers dumbfounded.

If I hadn't seen it all with my own eyes, I would have thought it was rehearsed by Ding Xiu and the others in advance.

The five extras lay on the ground and wailed, some tears came out.

If they hadn't been wearing protective gear, they would have wailed a few times, and they probably wouldn't even be able to get up.

Among the five people, one was kicked in the leg, trembling for fear of being limped, and the most serious one was caught in the face by a fierce 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 scratch it up. The strength was not strong, and it looked a bit scary, because the other person's face was covered with red scratches, but this was actually the most The easy one, the red mark will disappear after a while.

"Fuck!"

Zhang Jin couldn't help but swear.

It's too fierce, the movements are so clean and neat, the attacks are all vital points, the sense of impact is very strong, and those who strike will fall.

Is this Bajiquan?
It is said that Ding Xiu is the best fighter in the entertainment industry, and how much he can fight, people who have not seen it with their own eyes have no idea. This time, Zhang Jin has a good idea to witness it with his own eyes.

Don't look at these extras as real killers, but judging from Ding Xiu's effortless movements, five or six ordinary people are definitely not enough for him to fight.

If someone kills them, the end of these people will be miserable.

One person can easily fight five or six times, with this combat power, he can go to the ring to play professional games.

Next to him, Liang Chaowei's eyelids twitched, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably. He knew why the master who taught him Wing Chun said that Ding Xiu was great.

This is so amazing.

He has learned Wing Chun for seven or eight months by himself, and he thinks that apart from being physically stronger, his combat effectiveness has not increased much. With his physical fitness and age, he is not enough to fight one-on-one with others.

Looking at Ding Xiu again, beating five people is as easy as eating and drinking.

It's not a level at all.

Even if he called his master over, he might still be beaten.

"Is this martial arts?" Song Huiqiao stared at Ding Xiu with a pair of eyes like autumn water, and couldn't move away. He opened his mouth and said in a daze, "It's amazing."

She knew that Kung Fu movies were all fake, and so were the things in the movies.

Don't look at Zhang Ziyi and Liang Chaowei as masters in the play, but in real life they cook very well. Zhang Ziyi can pull the tendons in the splits, and her flexibility is not as good as hers.

She thought Ding Xiu was also of this type.

Unexpectedly, Ding Xiu's eyes were opened by the knife scratching his butt today.

Not only is he handsome, but he is so good at kung fu, so masculine, so handsome.

After playing a few group performers, Ding Xiu stood there, thinking for a few seconds, and said to a group performer next to him, "I'm here, and it's up to you to cut off my head with a short knife."

"Brother behind you, you sneak attack."

"Come on, let's walk again, let's go, what are you looking at?"

"Teacher Ding, we want to wear protective gear."

Ding Xiu's martial arts scene is too frightening, five people, if they say they can do it, they will do it, if they don't wear protective gear, they really dare not fight him.

"It's okay, I will control the strength this time, and we will use slow motion."

Hearing that it was in slow motion, the extras breathed a sigh of relief.

Slow motion is good, slow motion is normal, and it doesn't hurt people.

……

When Wang Jiawei came to work, there was no one in the place where he was supposed to be filming. They were all surrounded by Ding Xiu. When he broke through the crowd, he saw that the street was full of "corpses."

Yuan Heping was recording the content with the video camera and camera, and said while recording: "The sense of space is still not enough, NO.12 group performance, take a few steps back."

"Master Ding, don't charge forward when you are fighting. They don't have enough people for you to charge. Just stand still and fight. Of course, you don't really stand still. You know what I mean."

This scene is the pursuit of the killer who breaks through the sky, knocks everyone down and leaves gracefully.

With his outstanding martial arts, if he really wants to run away, these people can't keep him, so this scene is to highlight his strength and beat everyone to the ground.

"clear."

"Everyone stand up, let's do it again."

"Don't even look at it, it's time to start work."

"Hello, Director Wang."

"Hello, Director Wang."

"It's almost the end of the excitement, everyone, let's leave, the departments return to their positions, the actors put on makeup, what should I do?"

After dismissing the onlookers, Wang Jiawei did not leave, but continued to watch Ding Xiu and Yuan Heping's rehearsal with his hands folded in front of his chest, without saying a word the whole time.

Ding Xiu and Yuan Heping were immersed in their work and didn't care about Wang Jiawei. They didn't realize that Wang Jiawei had left until the sun was up.

After a morning of rehearsals, the outline of the martial arts scene has already emerged. In the afternoon, the photography team and props team joined the rehearsal, and the director entered the stage to start micro-control.

powder room.

"Who is the modeling designer of this play, introduce to me when you have time, I want to chat with him."

Looking at himself in the mirror, Ding Xiu said murderously.

He has a good foundation, and his facial features are quite rigid, but the result is hard to describe the shape. It is still the familiar big back, but this time the back is a little different.

In order to make the character appear mature, the forehead on both sides is deliberately bald. He has a lot of hair shaved off, and now his hair is completely M-shaped.

A beard was stuck to his lips, and the suit with a sense of age was very close-fitting.

A good young man in his 20s, now people believe that he is 35 or six.

The make-up artist chuckled and said, "Stylist Mr. Zhang Shuping, Director Wang's queen stylist."

Zhang Shuping, a well-known stylist and art director in the industry, has collaborated with many directors and produced many works. Wang Jiawei especially likes to use him in his films.

From Carmen in Mong Kok to Days of Being Wild, East Evil and West Poison, In the Mood for Love, 2046, in Wang Jiawei's works, there are Zhang Shuping in character modeling and art.

The two can be regarded as complementing each other. After following Wang Jiawei for these years, Zhang Shuping won the award and got soft, and became a top leader in the professional field.

"Is Lao Zhang a martial artist?" Ding Xiu raised his eyebrows and said to the mirror.

"I don't know about it. I haven't heard that Mr. Zhang has practiced martial arts."

"I haven't practiced martial arts, which means I have never been beaten by me. I have no hatred. Why do you want to make me so ugly?"

Zhang Shuping is not from the actor circle. Ding Xiu can only think of the battle on Hong Kong Island. He can't remember how many people he beat up. He thought Zhang Shuping was one of them.

Otherwise, he really can't figure out why Liang Chaowei can be handsome, Zhang Jin can be handsome, Zhang Ziyi can be beautiful, and Song Huiqiao can be beautiful, but he has to be bald.

A line of sky is not bald on both sides.

　"Lady, please help me live forever"

　　[Daily + Contrast + Point + Mortal + Caution + Upgrade + Talisman]

　　After getting married, Meng Chao found that when his wife practiced or gained enlightenment, he would improve in all aspects.

　　So he supervised his wife to practice hard every day, and then he quietly became invincible!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)