Cannon fodder is always forced to become a group favorite

After Yunyou built the flat bridge, he turned three somersaults in one breath. His movements were beautiful and neat, and the eyes of the martial arts instructor lit up. If it wasn't for the concern that this was a filming on the set, he would have stood up and applauded immediately.

And Feng Luofeng also clenched his fists and pursed his mouth, restraining his excitement. The shot just now was so perfect!One pass!

As long as the next part is also shot well, I can save half of the time tonight!

Everyone's eyes widened silently and excitedly, looking forward to Yunyou's next performance.

Before Gu Chongyan finished dodging the flying arrows, another royal guard flew out to fight with him.

Five people besieged Gu Zhongyan in the center, and chopped down with five knives. According to the original plot, Gu Zhongyan swung his sword to fend off five people at the same time. There was an unbearable protest from every pore.

Gu Zhongyan was wearing a black veil, his eyes were calm and composed, but behind the veil, he was about to bite a mouthful of white teeth, the canines scraped against the soft flesh on the inside of his lips, and a rusty smell of blood splashed out.

Persevere, persevere, there are still a few more moves to complete this scene——

"Crack!"

Following the director's order, the tense atmosphere just disappeared, and all the group performers stopped moving, waiting for the director's order.

"What's the matter with you, Yunyou?" Feng Luofeng suppressed his anger, and asked him as calmly as possible, "Push them away with your sword! Why don't you stand up and make the next move?"

Yunyou knelt on the ground with one knee, he supported his waist, closed his eyes deeply, his voice was trembling uncontrollably, and he said: "Sorry, I twisted my waist suddenly."

"Twisted waist??" Feng Luofeng's eyes widened, "Hurry up, get some ice cubes!!"

The rest of the crowd turned pale with fright, the actor who played the bodyguard hurried to help him up, Yunyou staggered and sat on the director's chair, the veins on his forehead bulged, and sweat dripped from his forehead, the staff pulled off the black veil for him, and they were surprised to find that the corner of his mouth was A few strands of blood actually spilled out.

The group performers looked down at their hands in disbelief, and murmured, "Could it be that my internal strength has already been cultivated to the point where I can beat a cow across a mountain?"

"Beat your sister, he bit his own lip!" Another person slapped him on the head.

"Ice cubes are here! Ice cubes are here!" The kitchen master rushed over, holding up a bag of ice cubes, as if holding a holy fire.

The rest of the people, Moses, dispersed like a sea to make way for the master chef in the cafeteria.

Yunyou curled up on the chair in pain, in a daze, he didn't know who removed his wire, who turned it over like a pancake, and who took off his ancient robe, and then his waist It was suddenly cold, and he flicked like a fish on a chopping board, and hissed, "Cool, cool!..."

The cold is cool, but it also effectively plays the role of ice-cold pain relief. The cold air and water droplets slowly infiltrated along the skin texture, and the twisted muscles slowly calmed down, only occasionally throbbing.

After a long time, Zhang Siqi asked anxiously, "How is it bro, are you feeling better?"

"...Well, it's much better," Yunyou turned over with difficulty with his help, and in a blink of an eye, he met dozens of heads who were silently watching him.

Yun You said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I twisted my waist suddenly, and I caused trouble for everyone."

"It's okay, it's you, do you need to go to the hospital?" Qian Xuanlue asked.

"Oh, I've seen this kind of thing a lot. Apply ice cubes, rub safflower oil, and let it rest for a few days!" The master chef in the cafeteria also pressed the ice bag on Yunyou's back, waving it nonchalantly He waved his hand, "If you still don't feel better, come to me, I will give you a massage!"

"Master, you can also massage, so good?" Yunyou said in surprise.

"Hey, you are in the film crew, don't you want to be a little bit more housekeeper?" The canteen master proudly said, "You take care of yourself, don't shoot martial arts scenes these days."

As soon as the canteen master's words came out, the crew fell silent for a moment, and everyone else turned their heads to the director Feng Luofeng in unison.

Because of casting issues, the production team has been dragging on for a while, and the rest of Yunyou's role is basically martial arts scenes, and they are all important scenes that will promote the development of multi-line plots.

How much time will Yunyou waste by lying down?

Although the crew can adjust the shooting sequence, what kind of scenes to shoot every day and how many scenes to shoot are based on the overall planning and comprehensive planning in advance of various aspects such as budget, scene schedule, character times, and actor schedules.

With the rearrangement now, the coordinator teacher is afraid that he will be bald again.

Under everyone's eyes, Feng Luofeng bit the filter of the cigarette vigorously, and said: "... Yunyou, do you think you are seriously injured?"

Yun You immediately said: "It's not serious, it's just a little pain just now, like a cramp, I guess it will be fine tomorrow."

Zhang Siqi anxiously said: "Brother Yunyou!!"

Feng Luofeng's frowning brows immediately loosened, "That's fine, as long as we don't delay things, we'll shoot other things first, you hurry up..."

In the middle of his speech, he grinned and closed his mouth. Qian Xuanlue twisted his thigh fiercely in the dark, and the pain caused Feng Luofeng to almost drop the cigarette from his mouth.

Qian Xuanlue flew over with a stern look: Do you really mean what people say to you? ?Is it stupid? ? ?

Feng Luofeng received his signal, and rubbed his greasy and messy hair because of the irregular filming schedule. The feeling of being cruelly crushed when he was about to succeed was really uncomfortable.

"Director Feng, Producer Qian," a voice sounded quietly, Feng Luofeng and Qian Xuanlue looked up at the same time, and saw Yunyou's deep and clear peach blossom eyes, and a small black mole in the center of his right cheek.

Yunyou said with a gentle tone but serious eyes: "I'll really do it tomorrow, these are just minor injuries."

His firm tone gave everyone the illusion that it wasn't him who had reddened eye circles and tears rolling in their eye sockets just now.

Qian Xuanlue and Feng Luofeng looked at each other. Feng Luofeng opened his mouth several times to agree, but he just couldn't. Finally, he crushed the filter with his thumb and turned his back aggrieved.

Qian Xuanlue pinched the frame of the gold-rimmed glasses, pushed it lightly, and said, "No need, I suddenly remembered that Ling Xiaoxing will come to the crew tomorrow to discuss the OST. You can go with him and record the promotional song first. There’s no rush, anyway, you don’t have many roles anymore, it’s still all martial arts scenes, don’t let the root of the disease fall, the pain will be heartbreaking when you get old.”

However, Yunyou caught another piece of information, brushed his dry lips with the tip of his tongue, pursed his lips, and asked, "Is Ling Xiaoxing coming?"

"Yes," Qian Xuan slightly nodded, and said again, "Don't exercise strenuously in the short term, let's take care of it with peace of mind."

Now that there is a new arrangement that will not delay the crew, Yunyou feels more at ease, "Okay."

Zhang Siqi on the side couldn't hear it right.

Why are these two sentences of Qian Xuanlue said together so delicately?

"Then let's do this first," Feng Luofeng threw away the cigarette, turned around, looked at the armrest of the recliner under Yunyou, and said a little bluntly, "That set of movements is difficult, I am indeed in a hurry, Xiaoyun, you Let's go back tonight and rest, we arrange the shooting sequence ourselves."

"I'll be fine the day after tomorrow. I'll be filming immediately after recording the promotional song." Yun You said hastily.

"Okay, okay, I know everything," Qian Xuanlue patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Take care of him."

After resting for a while and recovering, Zhang Siqi supported Yun You, and Yun You supported his waist, and the two walked out of the set with difficulty.

Before getting into the car, Yun You suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look around.

"What's wrong, Brother Yunyou? Does it hurt?" Zhang Siqi asked immediately.

"No," Yunyou frowned slightly, "I always feel that someone is following us."

Zhang Siqi looked around, it was pitch black, only the street lights in the distance were on.

"No." He wondered.

"That's because I felt wrong." Yunyou said, and waved Zhang Siqi's hand away again, "It's okay, I'll get in the car by myself, it's not useless."

Zhang Siqi was worried about his waist, so he took Yunyou to a nearby community hospital to see a doctor.

After some questioning, the doctor shook his head: "You have suffered a severe sprain, at least you need to rest for five or six days."

"No, I still have to work." Yun You said anxiously.

"Do you want to work or do you want to have a waist?" The doctor pressed Yunyou's lower back coldly, and Yunyou almost didn't say "ow".

"Besides, since you're so young, you're still not married, right?" The doctor said meaningfully, "It's a big deal to lose your waist."

"That's right, brother Yunyou," Zhang Siqi, who is also a man, is very worried about his future happiness, "You should take a good rest."

Yunyou had no choice but to lower his head dejectedly.

The doctor prescribed a few tubes of ointment for Yunyou, Zhang Siqi took the medicine, helped Yunyou back to the hotel, gave him the medicine, and only closed the door and left after repeatedly admonishing him.

Yunyou lay on the bed and couldn't help heaving a long sigh.

He was too unlucky.

Unable to do anything with his waist twisted, Yun You called Ling Xiaoxing, but no one answered.

He remembered that Qian Xuanlue said that Ling Xiaoxing was coming to the set, so he might be on the plane now.

He has been busy filming for the past few days, and he hasn't called Ling Xiaoxing for several days.

The latest chat history also stays a few days ago.

Yunyou's right cheek puffed up, pushing the soft pillow down a little bit, after a while, the right cheek was deflated, and the left cheek puffed up again.He played back and forth several times in such a boring way, and didn't stop until his cheeks became sore.

Suddenly, a new Weibo message popped up, Yunyou cut out the chat interface and opened Weibo.

The fourth season of "There Were None" is about to start broadcasting. The time has been set, and it is expected to be three weeks later.

Yun You calculated the time, isn't it after his movie is finished?It seems that the connection is still tight.

He pulled down to refresh again, and a Weibo came into his eyes.

[Entertainment circle big tree V: #云游肥伤# It is understood that when Yunyou was filming "Crack", because the filming of the fight scene was too difficult, the crew repeatedly re-shot with NG, so he deliberately lied to the director that his waist was twisted to win others sympathy, but I didn’t expect that the show didn’t do a full set, and I couldn’t help but expose my original nature as soon as I left the set. For this, the editor thinks that Yunyou should hone his acting skills instead of using his cleverness in this kind of place. What do you think? Woolen cloth? [video]】

Yunyou's eyebrows furrowed immediately.

what is this?

He clicked on the video, and the picture was at the entrance of the studio. Zhang Siqi helped Yunyou out. Just as he was about to get into a taxi, Yunyou stopped suddenly. The two of them looked around, as if to check if there were other people, and then Yunyou Breaking free from Zhang Siqi's hand, he got into the car by himself.

If you read this editor's Weibo and then watch the video, it is really easy to be misled.

But Yunyou felt that such a Weibo full of loopholes and incomprehensible sentences, how could some netizens believe it to be true?

He sneered and opened the comments.

The first hot comment: [I vomited, and pretended to be sprained?Yunyou really missed such a good resource for nothing. The Huaguo film and television industry has been stigmatized by you little fresh meat in a vase. Hurry up and go back and be your vomit image! ! 】

Yunyou: "?"

Did he overestimate the threshold for modern netizens to go online?