After being reborn as a cat, I kicked the actor

"Wait for this underwater scene, we must ensure the safety of the actors, and the shooting effect..."

The weather forecast said that there will be rain today, and it will fall in the afternoon. Wen Song's play in the rain and in the water finally came. Song Yulin thought it was his first time filming such a scene, and talked with Wen Song for a long time. , and told the martial arts instructor to carefully guide Wen Song's martial arts movements, and strive to minimize the number of NGs.

One is that the rain does not know how long it will last, and the other is that it has been soaked in water, which will affect the bodies of actors and staff.

"Okay, all departments are ready, the actors are in place, and the extras are in place! Get ready—start!"

The sound of the loudspeaker fell, and Wen Song quickly entered the world of the general guard, holding a long sword and confronting Lin Xiao's assassins who were chasing after him in the rain.

This scene is about Wen Song sneaking into the home of a corrupt official who sent a large amount of money and treasure to the male second, and obtained important evidence of his corruption in the imperial court from the corrupt official's study, but Lin Xiao, who had been aware of it for a long time, secretly arranged The killers around the corrupt official's mansion stopped him.

The young general of the Fu family is skilled in martial arts, but the many assassins who chased him still held him back. With his own strength, he not only had to protect the important evidence in his arms, but also tried his best to escape from the corrupt official's house. It is the best policy not to be reluctant to fight, but to find an opportunity to leave.

"Put this thing down, or you may be saved!" the leader of the assassins raised his voice.

Chengfeng raised the corners of his lips, and snorted lightly: "My life, other than myself, only one person has the final say, what are you guys?"

The black-clothed masked assassin sneered: "Since you don't want to drink a toast, don't blame my subordinates for being merciless. Originally, you only want things, but now you can keep your life too!"

The little general said impatiently, "So much nonsense!"

The masked assassin gave his companion a wink, and immediately swarmed around the wind rider, including himself.

Cheng Feng raised his sword to meet him, and the handsome man under the mask was expressionless, as if he had a plan in mind.

The sound of swords and swords colliding, the sound of ice blades colliding with the sound of heavy rain, intensified like the rain, the tall and straight young man wandered in the encirclement and suppression of many men in black, his sword was swift and fierce, and he hit it with one blow. When he retracted, he must be The one that was stained with blood was washed away by the heavy rain in an instant, but the next sword was soon stained with another person's blood, and the cycle repeated.

With the momentum of one against the crowd, he is like a god of killing in the heavy rain, extremely brave, and like a cold sharp blade, as fierce and merciless as the long sword in his hand, he will kill gods when he meets gods, and Buddhas when he meets Buddhas.

Under the promenade not far away, Lin Xiao drank tea and sat and stood with his confidantes, as if watching a play, he took his time drinking tea amidst the sound of rain and swords, and the Compared with the thrilling experience, he seems to not care about the result at all.

But gradually, his eyes stayed on Chengfeng who was fighting, with some appreciation in his eyes, and he said to the subordinate beside him: "This man's skill is really good."

The subordinate glanced at it, and replied with disdain in his tone: "These people are too incompetent, as long as the adults let the subordinates take action, they will be captured alive!"

Lin Xiao smiled when he heard the words, with the lake blue clothes he was wearing today, and the teacup in his hand, there was a bit of gentleness, but behind this gentle appearance was his wanton harm, countless How many lives are there.

"Shuoyu, it's too early for you to say that."

Shuoyu showed dissatisfaction when he heard the words, but due to Lin Xiao's identity, he dared not express it, and only said: "Your Excellency, you will know the result after you give an order."

"Okay, let's go."

"If I really capture him alive, I will reward you a lot."

Hearing this, Shuoyu pulled out the sword at his waist, with a stern expression on his face, and walked out of the corridor with absolute certainty, shouting loudly: "A group of trash, step down!"

"Card--"

Wen Song stopped in response, and looked towards Song Yulin together with other actors, waiting for what he would say before making the next move.

Song Yulin looked at them, then turned back to look at the monitor, and said, "Wen Song's fight scene is over, Lin Xiao and Shuoyu will make up a few more shots, Wen Song will come back and take a rest."

"Okay." Wen Song heaved a sigh of relief, with a gentle smile on his face, and walked to the room outside the camera. Because of the rain, they all temporarily moved to the room to rest and hide from the rain. Fortunately, the room built by the film and television base is spacious , enough to accommodate the actors and their assistants, as well as the makeup artists and stylists of the crew, so that they can work at any time.

Halfway through the walk, Zou Lingling ran over holding two umbrellas, and kept muttering: "Hurry up, hurry up, sit down and wipe the water, I ordered ginger soup to take out, drink it while it's hot, don't catch a cold, don't catch a cold !"

Wen Song said with a smile: "It's not so fragile."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew rain on his face, making it cool, and he couldn't help sneezing immediately after hearing Song.

Zou Lingling immediately cast a look of "Look at it".

Wen Song touched his nose in embarrassment, couldn't answer for a while, so he had to quicken his pace, stepped on the steps of the door and ran in with Zou Lingling.

Qin Shi, who was resting on a chair, raised his eyes and looked over. Seeing that Song was drenched in water, his whole body was drenched, his clothes were full of blood from props, and there were mud spots splashed by rainwater, and his brows frowned.

Zou Lingling brought a towel to wipe Wen Song's face, and quickly wrapped him in a thick towel to keep him warm temporarily.

Although the little girl was young, she did things in an orderly manner. When she turned around, the hot ginger soup was handed to Wen Song, and she urged: "Drink it quickly, it will get cold quickly when you see the wind!"

Wen Song nodded, tried the temperature, picked up the thermos cup and poured it up. When he took the last sip, there was a faint commotion in his ears, and then there was the one that made people feel chills after hearing it. voice.

"Everyone worked hard on the heavy rain scene today. After returning home, take a hot bath and drink more ginger soup to prevent colds. Xiao Song is drinking it!"

Du Xinrong stopped not far from Wen Song, but in fact he couldn't get any closer because there were too many people in the room.He said false polite words, but when he found Wen Song in the crowd, his eyes seemed to be glued to him.

Du Xinrong has never paid attention to words, and in his head, when he saw Wen Song, he thought of that line of poetry for no reason: out of the mud but not stained, clean ripples but not demon.

Although drenched and embarrassed, the face without makeup and washed by the rain, with some water droplets on it, looks clean, fresh, and delicate, which is more in line with the lotus described in the poem, like It's like dewdrops falling from lotus petals.

Thinking of such a person slipping away from his palm several times, Du Xinrong's teeth itch in annoyance.

Thinking of the cruel words of Wen Songfang conveyed by Ye Haoxuan, Du Xinrong's face turned cold. It seems that he was too tolerant of the beauty before, so that the beauty had no fear, and felt that Du Xinrong had no means to make him submit.

It’s like taming animals. Just feeding meat to wild beasts is not enough to tame the beast. Sometimes you have to give it a few sticks appropriately. If it hurts, you will know how to obey it so that you don’t get beaten and have meat to eat. .

Wen Song just drank a bowl of ginger soup and put down the cup. He didn't know the twists and turns Du Xinrong was thinking in his heart. Anyone who falls in his fancy should be caught by him.

Du Xinrong took the initiative to talk to him. In front of so many people, Wen Song didn't feel good about it, so he nodded slightly and said hello: "Producer Du."

Looking at the situation over there, Chen Yao approached Qin Shi and said in a low voice, "The dog skin plaster is looking for Teacher Wen again, and I can't help but tell Teacher Wen how bad it is."

Qin Shi responded to her complaints in a rare way, and nodded to express that being entangled in this dog-skin plaster named Du Xinrong was indeed unlucky.He quietly watched the movement over there, watching the changes quietly, and once Du Xinrong did something in front of everyone, or said something out of line, he would come forward.

Du Xinrong's arrival caught Song Yulin's attention, because the last time Du Xinrong deliberately sent him away to organize a special bureau against Wen Song, Song Yulin was also very annoyed.

But Du Xinrong didn't come to the set after that day, and he refused to answer his phone calls. After being rejected once, Song Yulin's temper also came up, and he put Du Xinrong aside and ignored him.

Today, Du Xinrong came to the crew again without warning, and went straight to Wen Song before finishing his first sentence. Song Yulin covered his toenails and figured out who he suddenly came for.

Worried that Du Xinrong would cause trouble uncontrollably, Song Yulin hastily finished the reshoots of Lin Xiao and Shuo Yu's shots, walked over, and stopped between Du Xinrong and Wen Song, forming a triangular area.

Song Yulin smiled mockingly, looked at Du Xinrong and said, "In such bad weather, Producer Du has to come to the crew to oversee the work. It's really painstaking for the crew to shoot. Thank you, Producer Du!"

Most people dare not pick up on what he said. Anyone in the crew could tell that Song Yulin was mocking Du Xinrong. He didn’t come to the crew when the weather was fine a few days ago. Today, it’s raining heavily. It seemed to come on a sudden, not for official business at all.

Du Xinrong knew that Song Yulin was taking Joe for the reason that the wine bureau dismissed him that day. This was considered dishonest, and the matter hadn't been completed yet. He glanced at Song Yulin, consciously not to talk to him like this dispute.

"Without Director Song's hard work, the filming effect of the imperial power is in the hands of Director Song, the chief director. I also rely on Director Song's talent to be able to relax."

Those who heard this couldn't help but think, you are relying on Director Song's talent, you are acting as a producer in the name of a producer, but you are actually a shopkeeper!

Song Yulin was so angry that when he was about to rant, he heard Du Xinrong say in a high-sounding voice: "Just now Director Song was right. I came to supervise the work. There were too many business matters other than filming a while ago. , it’s not that I don’t want to come, today there are no more annoying things, come and let me see what I got today!”

After all, Du Xinrong smiled slightly, turned the subject, and looked at Wen Song: "Just now, it looked like a play in the rain from a distance. I remember there was also a play of falling into the water?"