Another World Under My Pen

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

"Huang Feihong, no matter how good you are, you can't match foreign guns and cannons..."

"Bang! Bang!"

Suddenly remembered knocking on the door, Bian Lin immediately pressed the pause button and fixed the shot on the computer screen to Yan Zhendong...that is, the scene where Liao Chen vomited blood and died.

"Come in!"

Following Bian Lin's voice, the action guide of Mission Impossible, Xiao Liu opened the door and walked in.

After seeing his confidant, Bian Lin's first feeling was that it was definitely not going well, because Xiaoliu's face was not pretty, but he immediately stood up and asked, "How about it? Can you make it? "

"Difficult, difficult, very difficult!"

A series of three difficult words made Bian Lin's heart sink completely.

"Ugh!"

With a sigh, Xiao Liu grabbed a bottle of mineral water on the table and took two sips, then shook his head and said, "Director Han, if you let me copy this video in its entirety, in fact, I'm still confident. Just invite one. A good hand hoisting wire can do it in two weeks at most, but... if you want to learn from them, it will be impossible in half a year!

When speaking the last sentence, Xiao Liu was a little guilty.

In fact, just giving him half a year, Xiao Liu couldn't guarantee that he would be able to design a set of movements that were the same as the War of Warehouse. In other words, one or two minutes is okay, but after six or seven minutes of extremely smooth design, the design is so supernatural, beautiful and elegant, it is almost impossible for him, a traditional action director!

But in front of the side guide, how could he persuade?

"Half a year?"

Hearing this song, Bian Lin's eyes dimmed, and he looked back at the frozen picture on the screen of the bullet brain, and his heart was filled with despair-half a year later, the day lily was cold!

"Why!"

The more he thought about it, the more his heart became more congested, Bian Lin couldn't help but roar in his heart!

Obviously they are just a bunch of laymen. The acting skills of the two so-called masters are simply unsightly, but the things they produce are so good-looking, making him, the director of the action film, dumbfounded!

If, if Mission Impossible can also be mixed with some such beautiful moves...

"Side guide, actually..."

Seeing Bian Lin's ugly face, Xiao Liu hesitated and said carefully: "Why don't you ask the people on this video to help? Since they can make such a beautiful short film, they may be able to design another beautiful set. In fact, I personally think that if they can help me design your movie..."

It's not that he wants to find a competitor generously, Xiao Liu has his own careful thinking.

Although they are likely to take the lead when they come, and they will be the action director to rush to the side, but after making this movie, Xiao Liu can learn a lot! What a little fame and temporary loss this year, if you learn to design such an action...

Gee, are you afraid of running out of food in the future?

"Oh, it's impossible!"

Thinking of Sun Ya’s attitude towards her several times of communication, Bian Lin smiled bitterly and waved his hand: “Don’t even think about it! Do you know how much money people spent on making this film? Know who the director Lao Bai is? How many assets? Do you know that this "Mission Impossible" is his script, because the investment in Benma Films is too small, and now everyone has almost abandoned it?"

"what?"

Hearing what Bian Lin said, Xiao Liu was stunned!

"Okay, so be it!"

He sighed heavily again, and Bian Lin waved his hand listlessly: "Don't count on them anymore. We'll follow our original plan. There is not much time left before starting the machine..."

...

Action director Bian Lin is very lost, but Kung Fu film director Han Zhengyang is angry!

Why?

Why did the so-called Kung Fu video I watched last night become more and more popular?

It has only been so long, the on-demand has broken the 10 million mark, and it seems that the speed has no meaning to drop! You know that Han Zhengyang's last movie was also launched on Golden Eagle Video, and the on-demand rate so far is only more than three million. Although they are free, Han Zhengyang’s movies are paid, but...

This unhappy heart has accumulated to the climax!

If this video was released and no one watched it, it would be so popular, it would simply hit Han Zhengyang's heart!

But even if Han Zhengyang felt angry, the little fresh meat next to him seemed indistinguishable. After watching the video again, he was excited and suggested: "Director Han, can you say that we can also achieve this effect? Handsome, this is the martial arts world in my mind!"

For fans of martial arts novels, the battle of the warehouse is martial arts, not kung fu!

How can Kung Fu be so powerful?

Just inside Huang Feihong's escape from Yan Zhendong, the jump was at least three meters high, and the two people flying around on the ladder were normal people who would dare to play?

The issue is……

"Naughty!"

After listening to Xiao Xianrou's words, Han Zhengyang couldn't help it anymore, staring and yelling: "I don't care what martial arts world this is, but the short film is clearly the story of the martial arts master Huang Feihong, it is simply playing the piano! Master Huang is good at traditional kung fu such as I-Fu Tiger Boxing and Tiger Crane Double Form. Where are the things on it? And where is the normal person who has a jump of three meters high? Two people standing on the ladder like that, should have fallen. Coming down!"

"Uh……"

Seeing the video that Han Zhengyang blushed and cursed his favorite, Xiao Xianrou was shocked.

"In short, our movies will never do this!"

Two groups of anger came out of his nose, and Han Zhengyang said angrily: "This kind of thing, this kind of thing... this kind of thing is simply ruining our traditional Chinese martial arts culture, it is blasphemy! No, I have to let this... his name Old Bai, right? What kind of bad names are these!"

"Han, Director Han, why is this blasphemy?"

After recovering, Xiao Xianrou was not happy anymore, and courageously retorted: "It's just a short film, and they didn't say anything else!"

For young people like him, whether it is traditional kung fu or new martial arts, of course which one looks good and which one is cool and likes it!

"Why not?!"

Seeing Xiao Xianrou actually refuted himself, Han Zhengyang became more and more angry.

However, he also knows that although this little pose is his own actor, it is not good to offend him rashly, and he trembles with his angry lips: "No, no, I have to make him understand one thing, that is, what our ancestors belonged to? He can insult anything..."

...

After dinner in the evening, Sun Peng picked up the second sister's mobile phone and asked curiously: "Sister, why do you bind my account to your mobile phone? Then what am I playing?"

"play?"

The corners of her mouth twitched twice, and Sun Ya said angrily: "I said Xiao Zuzong, do you really use Weibo as an ordinary adult? You are a celebrity-certified Weibo, and it will be of great use in the future... …Of course I’m here to keep the account!"

"So..."

Scratching his head, Sun Peng was a little disappointed.

He hadn't played anything like Weibo in his two lifetimes. To be honest, he suddenly became interested, and finally he lost his rights. But he also knew that the second sister was right. Sun Ya was more suitable for this kind of work, and it might be a waste of it in his own hands.

"Yes, I will be responsible for recruiting people!"

After sighing, Sun Peng smiled bitterly: "I'm still going to the Shuxiang Chinese website to pull people, but this time, it is estimated that editor Han is really going to jump..."

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