full-level director

"No way, why did Director Lin come to direct the play? Where's Director Zheng? Could it be that he's being lazy?"

"Let Lin Juan direct this scene? My God, can I say that I have run a scene in Lin Juan's crew in the future?"

"Let's see if Director Lin will arrange for us later."

"..."

"So I don't need these lines. Let's express these lines with expressions. There is no time ink on the battlefield." Lin Juan seriously ordered, everyone nodded, and Wu Jing slapped his thigh: "That's right."

When I often watch movies, the protagonist is in the battlefield, the gunfire is raging, and the smoke is everywhere, and then the protagonist stands there and talks about love for a minute...

shit.

If you dare to stand for three seconds, your head will be shot.

"You guys get used to the new script first, and I'll arrange it."

After giving instructions to the actors, Lin Juan came to the pit where the extras were, and looked carefully.

The extra performers who made eye contact with him felt that they had never been so nervous in their life.

"Pyrotechnician, bury bombing points in these positions."

"..."

"Photography, here is a machine for me, plus a small rocker."

"After a while you will give a half panorama, and when Wang Ye is counting down, you will slowly move over to give a close-up..."

"Machine B..."

Lin Juan was completely busy. In fact, this scene is not difficult to say, how to take into account the tension and excitement while filming the characteristics and emotions of the leading actors.

For Lin Juan, it meant nothing.

In about 10 minutes, Lin Juan took a look at the audience. After 10 minutes, he even arranged the positions of the group performers and the follow-up reactions, and he did things methodically and carefully.

After confirming that there is no problem, he smiled and said to the on-site director: "We can start."

The on-site director looked in the direction of the air-conditioning shed, but there was no response there, so he shouted with a small speaker: "Everyone is ready, 3, 2, 1, start!"

"boom!"

A group of fiery fireworks kicked off.

Everyone had already hid in the location designated by Lin Juan before the camera shot started. Wu Jing looked serious and poked his head slightly to check, Cheng Yao began to show panic, and the other two were already fighting with their guns in their hands.

"What to do, we can't go back."

The first sentence was Cheng Yao's cry. Zheng Huatao, who was sitting in front of the monitor, looked serious. Was the rhythm so fast?The process of ambush is omitted, and it is directly a battle. The first line at the beginning is to disturb the morale of the army and aggravate the disadvantaged atmosphere.

"Captain." Huang Jing looked at Wu Jing with an anxious expression on his face. Wu Jing ignored him and was still looking for something, while Li Qingyu, who was wearing a ponytail and serious face, reported: "Captain, the enemy's firepower in the southeast is relatively weak, you can try to break through. "

"That's a trap." Wu Jing said in a deep voice,

"Then what should we do now?" Huang Jing asked anxiously.

"What should we do? Kill them, Zhou Peng, take a detour from the left, go to that hillside to find a favorable shooting position and wait for my news, Xingyue, take cover."

"No, let's go, it's impossible." Cheng Yao looked at them with tears all over her face, and looked at them in horror. Zhou Peng seemed to be trying to comfort her, but Wu Jing slapped Cheng Yao to the ground with a backhand. He was annoyed, and then roared: "What do you think this is? Let me tell you, this is a battlefield! You are carrying the Chinese flag! You are shaking the morale of the army now! Do you want us to be deserters?"

"No... no." Cheng Yao covered her face and her expression collapsed. Without saying a word, Wu Jing pulled out a pistol from the holster of his trousers thigh, opened the safety with his thumb, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at Cheng Yao: "Here you are now." Two options, either you start killing the enemy, or I shoot you."

"Don't!" Huang Jing anxiously wanted to rush over to stop him, but Li Qingyu raised his gun and pointed it at his forehead, with a serious expression, without any hint of a joke.

Wu Jing didn't even lift his eyelids, and started to count down: "5."

"4."

"3."

As he counted down, everyone at the scene could feel the oppressive atmosphere. Zheng Huatao, who was sitting in the air-conditioned shed, was heartbroken and stared at the monitor intently.

I can't help but recall the lines of the previous script in my mind.

【You can do it for sure. 】

[As the captain, I will definitely bring you home safely, trust me. 】

【…】

He was suddenly startled.

Is this the gap between them?

Zheng Huatao was a little confused for a while.

"1."

"Ah!!!!" Cheng Yao suddenly let out a scream of collapse, picked up the gun and aimed at the expected enemy's position in front of him and kept shooting, with a blue flame coming out of the muzzle of the gun.

Wu Jing suddenly turned around and roared angrily: "Press up! Don't take a single step back!!!"

……

"Sister, are you alright?"

As soon as the play was over, Wu Jing hurriedly leaned over to help Cheng Yao, and the slap just now was crisp.

"It's okay." Cheng Yao shook her head and said, there were still tears in her eyes, she was completely drawn, Li Qingyu said amusedly: "I want you to be brave and ask Brother Jing to really beat you, Xiao Zi, hurry up and buy a bottle of ice water and come back, the more Ice is better."

"I didn't control it well. I'm really sorry. Otherwise, you Wu Jing brother invited you to dinner today, and you ate it away, or you also whipped me." Wu Jing seemed really guilty, and said again and again I'm sorry, he is a person who has practiced martial arts for decades, and his hands are not light or heavy. If he slaps a cute little girl on the face, who can bear it?

"It's really okay, Brother Jing, I asked you to hit me, and I believe you didn't do it on purpose." Cheng Yao said with a smile, wiping tears while speaking.

"Oh hello, my face is turning blue. I'm really sorry. The acting was so exciting that I couldn't control it." Wu Jing looked annoyed, and looked at Cheng Yao with some distress. She was at this age and had a family. Who would have thought that one day he would feel sorry for a little girl...

"Let's take a look at the effect." Lin Juan's voice came from not far away. He stood next to seat A, turned to Cheng Yao with a smile on his face and said, "Your slap was not in vain."

Everyone walked towards him after hearing it, and after a while, there were bursts of exclamations.

"Wow, Brother Jing, Yaoyao, you did a really good job in this scene, too."

"Your slap is really not in vain."

"Brother Jing, this shot is definitely an actor-level performance."

"I was really distressed. I felt something was wrong when I smoked it, and I didn't dare to stop."