these years

People don't want trouble, but trouble always finds people. CUT issued another order, Wang Lijun was forced to pick up the wooden sword at this moment despite all kinds of fears, and ushered in another battle with the martial artists.But this time, instead of fighting unprepared, he sent Qiao Weidong to the props department to steal a frontal dagger. After changing into the Taoist robe, he put the dagger in his back waist, just in case.

This scene is a small Taoist priest in the bamboo forest fighting the big devil, but Wang Lijun didn't want to pay attention to the devil Chang Miaotong.He just held the wooden sword in one hand, pointing forward, pinched the sword formula with the other hand, and covered his eyes, while his eyes were trying to identify whether the demon king's minions were the martial artists who intended to murder him.

He froze and recognized it for a while, but the martial masters had all changed their outfits, so it was hard to tell.

Wang Lijun turned his heart to the side, swung his left foot outwards, and drew a semicircle in the sand around his feet, which meant he was about to start a fight.

The minions grinned grimly one after another, showed their knives, and gradually formed a circle. Even though he knew this was acting, Wang Lijun still couldn't help feeling terrified. This was really too similar to the scene that day.

Outside the arena, the action director waved his hand, and one of the martial artists received the order. He jumped out first with a "呔", and jumped in front of Wang Lijun twice. .Then several minions surrounded them and unleashed their knives together. They beat all over the sky with a variety of tricks, but an insider can see that the moves inside are neither painful nor itchy, and they can't hurt anyone.

Chang Miaotong stood aside. His demon king's attire was too cumbersome, and his hairstyle alone weighed nearly ten pounds. Even though he was fierce and powerful, he was unable to move around at this time, so he could only stay in place and watch the battle with his giant sword.

Chang Miaotong leaned her whole body weight on the giant sword, sometimes looking at people, sometimes looking at the sky.He looked around, and if he didn't pay attention, some martial artists couldn't hold back, and their moves gradually became fiercer.

Chang Miaotong paused in her heart, thinking something was wrong.At this moment, a martial artist took advantage of Wang Lijun's inability to see what was going on behind him. He raised his weapon and wanted to sneak up on him from behind. The color is like rotten silver.

It is a real knife.Chang Miaotong rolled her eyes.There is no trouble every day.

Wang Lijun saw that this group of people were going to repeat the old tricks, and he was so frightened that his hairs stood on end, and the alarm sounded in his heart, and he quickly grabbed the dagger in his back waist with his backhand.He made up his mind: he has decided to perform the play, and whoever dares to commit an offense will be stabbed. Anyway, martial arts is prone to accidents, so he can't be blamed entirely.

A martial artist slashed at him with a machete, Wang Lijun suddenly pulled out the dagger, swiped across the air, and repelled the blow. The sound of metal scraping echoed in the air. Thinking with tears in my eyes, but the more afraid I am, the more I have to move forward.

——However, even at this time, he finally became ruthless as if he had understood it, and the people behind him had already raised their knives, and it was already too late to fight back.

Chang Miaotong was outside the battle situation, he slowly supported his huge hair, and heaved a long sigh——then he took two steps forward, exerted all his strength, and swung the huge sword into the air, the sword slanted Fly over and instantly knock down that martial artist.

Chang Miaotong didn't just strike, but took advantage of the Wushi's fall to the ground, kept raising his sword, and slashed down desperately, until the Wushi's mouth and nose were bleeding, but he didn't seem to stop.

The martial artists quickly let go of Wang Lijun and went to support them one after another, but they didn't dare to join the battle, so they could only persuade Chang Miaotong to make peace. Unfortunately, swords have no eyes, and everyone suffered Chang Miaotong's back several times.

Wang Lijun was still in shock, he stood where he was, watching the big dragon and phoenix[1], tears welled up in his eyes.But after all, it was too embarrassing to cry in public, so he had no choice but to raise his face and look to the sky, hoping to hold back his tears.But the martial arts masters were full of ghosts, they silently helped the injured brother up, not daring to look at Chang Miaotong.The other crew members were at a loss. They all thought to themselves, why did the plague god go crazy again?

At noon that day, Wang Lijun ate Chang Miaotong's lunch with Chang Miaotong in Chang Miaotong's tent.

Wang Lijun was sitting at the low table eating his meals, but he did not relax, and continued to observe Chang Miaotong from the corner of his eye.

Chang Miaotong was standing by the curtain of the tent eating a cigarette, he pinched the cigarette with two fingers, and pointed out to Wang Lijun: "Why are you so nervous, I am also Jin Rulin's."

Wang Lijun put down his job and asked tentatively, "Then those outside—"

Chang Miaotong flicked off the cigarette ash lightly, scratched his forehead with the hand holding the cigarette, and sprayed a long stream of smoke from his mouth. After all these tricks were exhausted, he said: "Jin Xiangyan, this is still Do you need to ask?"

Wang Lijun opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, Chang Miaotong continued: "I can protect you once, but I can't protect you twice. You should pay attention yourself, or something will happen sooner or later."

Wang Lijun nodded quickly.

Chang Miaotong stopped talking, and turned to lift up the door curtain sideways. Through the cracks in the curtain, he could see a few martial artists outside. They pretended to rest, but they were actually eyeing them, but they were afraid of Chang Miaotong's identity, so they dared not come in.

Chang Miaotong lowered the door curtain, stretched out his left hand through the crack of the curtain, and compared his middle fingers to the outside.

He provoked outside for a while, then withdrew his hand after a while.Satisfied with his appearance, he smiled a contemptuous smile and put the cigarette back in his mouth.This made Wang Lijun feel uncertain. He was very grateful to Chang Miaotong, but he couldn't figure out the other party's pulse at all. At this time, he didn't understand that there was a word called both good and evil.

From this day on, Chang Miaotong dispatched a team of bodyguards of his own to patrol Wang Lijun's work place from time to time, and asked him to make a bright spot in his own recruiting, and be careful not to die before he leaves.In this regard, Wang Lijun felt that he was not the bad guy described by the paparazzi, and the relationship between the two gradually became closer.And after they communicated with each other, the martial artists were afraid from now on and dared not attack again.

Outside the lens, next to the rockery view.

Martial Master Zhu spit, good morning, what are you procrastinating for, now that Chang Miaotong is being circled, tell me what to do?

Niu Wushi said, why do you have to touch him during the filming, can't you solve it in private?

Master Snake said, Are you an idiot? You were injured and died while filming a fight scene.If you stab him to death at night, it's called homicide, and you'll have to go to the police station.Besides, what about the foreigner next to him? Do you want to cause international disputes?

A few animals chattered and quarreled endlessly, and there were a dozen other martial artists talking about it.Therefore, they failed to notice that under the guidance of Chang Miaotong, another group of martial artists came one after another with weapons in hand.

On this very night, there was a brawl between Kim's martial artists that shocked the whole of Hong Kong.Casualties and injuries were suffered on both sides, and it was terrible. On the animal side, only Martial Niu was lucky enough to survive.

The next day, Jin Xiangyan's "Jinjiaban" announced that all the crew would withdraw from the film crew and would no longer contract the group's martial arts work, and Jin Rulin's "Lanjiaban" would take over all the positions.

Lan Jiaban has rich experience in filming and has a group of dedicated dragon and tiger martial artists. Since they came to help, the martial arts design has gradually entered the process.The action guide is also quite responsible, personally teaching Wang Lijun the basics of martial arts positioning.So when it comes to reshooting action scenes, everything comes easy.

So when Jin Rulin came to inspect, he was quite satisfied.Across the staff and equipment, he saw that Wang Lijun didn't need a wire or a substitute, and he jumped down the small bridge with a somersault, followed by a group of martial artists. , that heroic posture really crosses the past and the present.

Chang Miaotong stood aside: "Where did you find this man, magical body protection, it's ok, so he didn't get killed in a few rounds." He forgot the credit for saving people, because this matter was so important to him. That said, it's totally more fun than justice.

Jin Rulin asked: "Yes?" He raised his chin at Wang Lijun.

Chang Miaotong took a sip of the straw and took a sip of the drink: "Why can't it, it's grown up, it's not much worse than the child you wanted to hold in the first place, and you can hold it too. Well, if you get benefits, aren’t they all yours?”

Jin Rulin couldn't help laughing, and he made a power gesture: "Yes, yes, praise and praise, cast the net widely, focus on training!"

The higher-ups' instructions to the crew changed every day, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was the result of the constant change of hands.Under such a mess, Gao Baifei lacked skills and had trouble complaining.Sitting in the equipment room, he thought to himself, the tug-of-war between the two dragons of the Jin family will end, hey, I'll shoot D fast, I'll die early and be born early!

Complaints are complaints, and the film still needs to be checked.Gao Baifei was looking at the shot of Erhu **, the lights and shadows intertwined among the flowers and rocks, and a pair of handsome faces were hidden in the chaotic shadows.The male and female protagonists in this scene played very well, but unfortunately the lighting engineer was not in place that night, so the little assistant had the opportunity to fiddle with the lights, making the red light dazzling, ghostly shadows, bright places are too red, dark places are too dark, The visual effects are downright bad.All the staff sighed and waited for Gao Baifei to direct the reshoot.

Gao Baifei didn’t think so, he came from a photography background, and he seemed to understand the ingenuity here—this kind of lighting arrangement, with cross-cutting, and adding some lens movement, such as extreme shaking, out-of-focus blur, etc... This technique of expressing tension and appeal through color, Gao Baifei admires more and more as he thinks about it, thinking, fit, fit!

So he sent his assistant to the lighting group A, and found out the lighting assistant who caused the trouble.The bad guys in the lighting team gloated and happily betrayed Qiao Weidong's name to the assistant.Who told him to cause so much trouble for everyone, they were all waiting for an imperial decree to put him in the sky prison and not stand up.

Qiao Weidong squatted by the river with a strip of snow in his mouth, watching the small flowing water pass by.Wang Lijun was acting in the fighting scene over there, and the martial arts masters had been replaced by Jin Rulin's people. They were acting in a show, but they were actually bodyguards. Now Qiao Weidong no longer had to worry about his brother's personal safety.His current task is to take care of a bunch of lighting equipment beside him. Although he can't participate in the arts, he has been given the responsibility of guarding the arts.

Gao Baifei saw Qiao Weidong, so he came over and squatted beside him, looking at him quietly.

Qiao Weidong felt his gaze, he turned his head and looked at Gao Baifei suspiciously.

Seeing his confusion, Gao Baifei only asked, "You were the lighting assistant in the last scene, aren't you?"

Qiao Weidong nodded, and asked in broken Cantonese, "Yes, what are you doing to me?".

Gao Baifei smiled, wrinkles formed at the end of his eyes.He is just an ordinary old man on weekdays, although he has deep eyes and a high nose, he still looks ordinary.Only when he smiles, the old handsomeness is still there, especially showing his British blood.

Gao Baifei took a closer look at Qiao Weidong, and found that the other person, like him, had a romantic appearance combining Chinese and Western styles, but Qiao Weidong was so young, and he was even more handsome than he was when he was young.Such a person with external beauty even has some photography talents.Gao Baifei loves him so much, how can there be someone so similar to himself?Even though they have nothing to do with each other, for the sake of this similarity, Gao Baifei sincerely hopes that this kid will have a bright future.

He knelt down, patted Qiao Weidong on the shoulder, and said in even worse Mandarin: "Come on, I used to be a lighting assistant."

After saying that, Gao Baifei got up and left, but Qiao Weidong still didn't react when he walked a long way, who is this?