For The Ten-Year Appointment, We, The Fans, Went To Changbai Mountain

"cut!!"

Song Chen maintained a half-crouched position, raised the ancient black gold sword in his hand, pointed it towards the camera, and shouted.

The sound of "stuck!" directly broke the silence of the scene, and also called the stunned cameraman back, and quickly pressed the button to stop recording.

"OK! Director!"

"Huh~~"

Hearing the response, Song Chen slowly breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

Putting the ancient black gold sword back into its scabbard, Song Chen did not look at the sample photos for the first time.

Instead, he walked up to the martial arts actors lying on the ground and pulled them up one by one.

"I'm sorry, I just made such a dangerous move against you.

Song Chen said to the four of them with an apologetic expression.

"It's okay, it's okay! Director, although I was kicked out by you, it doesn't hurt at all!"

The four martial arts actors immediately laughed and patted their chests hard to prove to others that Song Chen had not seriously injured them at all.

"I just hope the director won't blame us for breaking the knife."

It was two of the martial arts actors who looked at the broken machetes in their hands and said.

"Also, director, your kung fu is so handsome!"

"Just tell me! Director, you are no worse than the Zhang Qiling shown in the movie!"

"That's right! Director, your skills..."

Facing the compliments from the four people, Song Chen just smiled slightly and said.

"As long as everything is fine, as for kung fu... I have been practicing for a while.

Song Chen smiled lightly, patted the bodies of the four of them at the same time, and took the opportunity to check them out.

Although he is very confident in his skills, Song Chen is still worried that several martial arts actors will be injured when they fall to the ground.

Finally, after the four martial arts actors assured them that it was okay, Song Chen turned around and left with peace of mind.

"If you feel unwell, be sure to tell the venue attendant! Don't hold it in!"

Finally, Song Chen gave instructions to the four of them.

"Let me see how the photo I just took is going."

Song Chen came to the camera and began to review the scene he had just filmed.

The crew also took advantage of this time to start communicating crazily.

"I'll go! Can you see it? The director can actually kick someone several meters away!"

"Although this is very powerful! But what is more powerful should not be the person who was kicked away! There is nothing wrong with him!"

“Director Song’s skills are so good!?”

"Wait a minute! The way Director Song Chen brandished the ancient black gold sword just now looked like Zhang Qiling!!"

"That's right! Director Song Chen is more like Zhang Qiling than Xiao Yang!!"

"Hiss! Do you think the person in the ancient tomb is Director Song? Director Song must have been in the ancient tomb at that time!"

"I don't think so! Director Song was wearing a white down jacket, wasn't he?"

"Oh, that's really a pity!"

Zeng Yixi, who was listening to the discussion, also glanced at Xiao Yang with disappointment, and then sighed helplessly.

"Hey, what did you mean by that look just now?"

Xiao Yang felt offended and quickly asked Zeng Yixi.

But the next moment, Xiao Yang was patted on the shoulder, and when he turned around, he saw Chen Haohan with a comforting look on his face.

"It's okay, little brother, even though Director Song Chen is more like Zhang Qiling than you now, in my heart you are the little chef.

Zeng Yixi also nodded in agreement and said.

"That's right! You will always be a fussy person. As for Zhang Qiling, leave it to director Song Chen!"

Xiao Yang: "Am I being fired from Zhang Qiling's acting role by you!?"

"Are you really okay?"

"How powerful is Director Song Chen? You were all kicked out!"

"That's right! There won't be any bone fractures or anything like that!?"

As soon as the four martial arts actors returned to the rest area, they were surrounded by the crew and asked questions.

Xiao Yang was originally very curious and wanted to take a look at these four people, but Song Chen called him over directly.

"Director, are you looking for me?"

Xiao Yang came behind Song Chen who was watching the camera. It's great that Song Chen also finished watching the contents of the camera.

He paused the picture in the last position he held, pointed at the picture and said to Xiao Yang.

"Go over there and show off the last move I just made, and remember to show your face."

"Well, does Director Song have any tips?"

Xiao Yang nodded, and then began to ask Song Chen about the essentials of the action.

While Song Chen was instructing Xiao Yang on the technical essentials, he suddenly noticed ten figures in the distance quietly watching him.

"Continue shooting, I'll go take care of something."

Song Chen asked the cameraman to take pictures, and then placed the black gold ancient sword behind him on the ground.

And he quietly approached the hiding figure.

Rowan, who was hiding in the corner of the house, was secretly observing the lively crew, his eyes full of indifference and vigilance.

Rowan, who was born in a desolate land, only learned one thing in his life.

That is, the human heart is far more terrifying than the desert that devours life.

So every time he accepts a guiding task, Rowan will observe the person he wants to lead for a period of time.

So early in the morning, Rowan came here to observe all the actions of the crew.

Then he saw Song Chen's skill that was enough to shatter his three views.

"That guy's skills just now...were he a monster!?"

"It's okay to peep, but calling someone a monster is too much..."

Suddenly, Song Chen's voice sounded in Luo Wen's ears...

Rowan's pupils dilated and trembled in fear, and his right hand that had been placed on his waist twitched and stabbed behind him with the dagger on his waist.

Snapped!

But Song Chen easily caught and controlled him. Even if Luo Wen used all his strength, he couldn't move him even a little bit.

"Using a knife is a bit excessive, I'm just chatting with you.

Seeing the faint smile on Song Chen's face, Luo Wen's eyes turned red, and he took out the second dagger from his waist with his left hand.

He moved towards Song Chen's left hand, trying to free his right hand.

However, the next moment, Rowan found that his vision was directly reversed, and the world began to turn upside down.

Before Rowan could even exclaim, there was a burst of pain in his head, and his consciousness fell into darkness.

"Well, this will offset the fact that you closed the door on me yesterday."

Song Chen looked down at Luo Wen who was knocked unconscious by him on the ground, with a dark smile on his face.

"However, you brandished a knife at me twice more today~~"

Song Chen, who dragged Luo Wen back to the crew, couldn't help but start thinking secretly.

When a gentleman takes revenge, it doesn't hurt to do it early.

So, how should I get revenge on this bastard?

at the same time.

On Xiao Yang's side of the set, after the cameraman compared and adjusted Song Chen's movements, he finally perfectly reproduced Song Chen's final half-squat movement. The only difference was that Xiao Yang showed his face.

"That's it! Brother Yang."

Hearing the cameraman's shouting, Xiao Yang breathed a sigh of relief and stood up from the ground.

When I was about to go back to the set to drink water on 4.7, I suddenly noticed the black gold ancient sword thrown to the ground by Song Chen behind the cameraman.

"Why did Director Song leave the props behind? He must have been too careless."

Xiao Yang walked up to the black gold ancient sword and complained helplessly about Song Chen's habit of throwing things away.

Then he squatted down and prepared to take the black gold ancient sword back to the crew.

"There's really no way."

Xiao Yang grabbed the handle of the knife and prepared to stand up. He held the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand and straightened his waist and legs immediately.

The ancient black gold sword was also lifted a few centimeters under Xiao Yang's power.

However, the next moment the weight of the ancient black gold sword, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, was truly revealed.

"Well?"

He pulled down Xiao Yang's arm without exerting any serious force, causing Xiao Yang to fall directly to the ground.

"Ahem!"

Xiao Yang, who had eaten a mouthful of sand, raised his face from the ground in confusion and looked at the motionless black gold ancient sword in front of him, with an unresponsive look on his face.

"What's going on! Why is this knife so heavy?".