The shadow of the past and the present arrives

Chapter 52

There is no network, no wires, and it is inconvenient to charge the mobile phone. The venue will be set up early tomorrow morning, and no one will stay up late, and go to bed early.

The room is very hot and stuffy, open the small ventilating window, outside is the smell of rice fields, only a shallow mattress is laid, it is uncomfortable, Song Weimu has passed the most difficult time since crossing night.

When I woke up in the morning, my face was pale, and there were two big dark circles on my eyes.In view of the fact that the big pot meal last night was really unforgettable, today Song Weimu ate a pack of compressed biscuits in the cubicle and broke open half a can.

Looking at the few cans of biscuits and jerky left, Song Weimu worried about what to do in the next few days.

Today's shooting task was on the cliff. A group of people trekked mountains and rivers to climb the cliff. The smoke and clouds below were misty and green, which was extremely beautiful, but it was not so wonderful for the people who were shooting.

Today's filming task included Song Weimu, who didn't have it in the first place, but director Chen was so angry with the actress who played the fairy yesterday, he really didn't want to spend a whole day on her today, so people rearranged the show.

Song Weimu's two dark circles were really unsightly. The make-up artist's eyes were cramped. The appointee took the Roman chamomile hydrosol that he had prepared and poured it into a small bowl. Squeeze it out and hand it to Song Weimu, "Put it on your eyes for 5 minutes."

Song Weimu took it and pasted it on his eyes, it was cool, and his dry eyes felt much better immediately.

After 5 minutes, Song Weimu took it down to look in the mirror and found that the dark circles under her eyes had really faded. She couldn't help feeling that it was amazing, but the makeup artist didn't hesitate to pick up bottles and cans and wipe them on her face. She tied up her hair and put things on her head.

After melting, Song Weimu looked at himself in the mirror, twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, and reached out to touch the thing on his head, what kind of hair is this, the bright red really looks like... the back of a cock that what.

This is the most modern costume modeling that Song Weimu has done so far.

Even though this is not an orthodox costume drama, she felt that a fairy would not put chicken feathers on her head, even if Qi Wu's body was a bird.

Now the person speaks lightly, the objection is invalid, and he drives out of the dressing room with a red feather.

Chu Qianbai was hanging in mid-air by Wia, fighting with a man in black armor. The smooth and majestic sparring seen on the big screen was actually performed by the actor hanging in mid-air with every move. Which action? If it is not in place, you have to do it all over again. It may take a whole day to shoot in just one minute.

When Chu Qianbai finally came down, he was relieved, Director Zhang pointed at Song Weimu with the hand holding the script, "Come here!"

The prop master on the side dared to hand over a long sword. As a cannon fodder, there is no need for weapons, the most casual long sword will do.

Song Weimu picked up the long sword, turned it up and down, it was too light, and raised his eyebrows lightly, "Director Chen, I think such gestures are too slow."

Hearing this, Director Zhang looked over with lightning-like eyes, and frowned tightly, feeling extremely unhappy in his heart, how dare a newcomer tell him what to do?Don't think that yesterday's fair performance will make him look different, if you want to stand out in this kind of place, you have to see how much you are!

Chu Qianbai also felt that something was wrong, and quickly gave her a wink.

Director Zhang's eyelids drooped, and he opened his mouth to say, "Substitute!"

Song Weimu pointed at the martial arts instructor with a long sword, "Please enlighten me."

Director Zhang narrowed his eyes and looked over, then changed his tune and said, "Do you know martial arts?"

Song Weimu smiled modestly, "I have studied for a few years."

Even if he is not good at everything, Song Weimu's horsemanship and swordsmanship are all taught by famous teachers. Don't think that noble girls don't learn anything except female celebrities, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. As a popular game, few people learn martial arts, it all depends on personal interest.

Director Chen waved his hand, and the martial arts instructor stepped forward bravely, holding a sword in his hand. This kind of sword is a prop, and he is not afraid of hurting people. Song Weimu pointed the long sword at the martial arts instructor's throat, and the martial arts instructor Startled, and quickly escaped.Song Weimu raised the tip of his sword lightly, and suddenly turned a corner and stabbed at the martial arts instructor's heart. The move was fatal, and the martial arts instructor's scalp felt numb, so he didn't keep his hands anymore.

With a wrong footstep, he turned around lightly and turned towards Song Weimu's back, reaching out to knock Song Weimu's wrist, wanting to end it as soon as possible, but who knew that Song Weimu suddenly got short and slipped from his armpit In the past, he raised his leg and kicked his knee, pulled a sword flower very quickly, and fiercely went towards the martial arts instructor's neck, the martial arts instructor retracted his hand helplessly.

The two of you exchanged dozens of tricks, Director Zhang's eyes lit up again, he touched his chin, and said to Chu Qianbai beside him, "Your junior sister has potential."

This martial arts instructor is Zhang Daoyu's mentor, and he is always indispensable in every martial arts scene. His kung fu foundation is not so good, but Song Weimu can match him in fighting, he really has potential.

Chu Qianbai, who originally wanted to intercede, was also dumbfounded, remembering what Song Weimu said about a fight, his scalp was numb, and it seemed that the outcome was really hanging in the balance.

But the two people who were fighting had their results. In the end, it was Song Weimu who was inferior in skills, and the martial arts instructor caught a flaw and took the opportunity to grab the sword.

(End of this chapter)