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"It's useless to beg me, you have to praise me." Qi Weiyi lowered his voice, sounding a bit serious, as if he was integrated into the role he was going to play.

Wang Fei heard his voice, turned to look at him, saw the prop gun against his head, and saw Qi Weiyi's beautiful silver-gray hair along the way.

The shooting process was very long, and it was troublesome to use hair dye every day. Qi Weiyi dyed his head.His hair color was jet black originally, and it was not easy to dye it light. It took three hours to achieve the current effect.

"Is the script silver-gray?" Wang Fei asked curiously.

"I didn't write it. It was only mentioned in the script that I dyed my hair a conspicuous color." Qi Weiyi pinched the end of her hair and said happily, "I wanted to dye it pink!"

Pink killer?Wang Fei tried to make up his mind. Although it was very impolite, he felt that this kind of person probably had a mentality problem, and he was also a bit of a motherfucker.

"As a result, Wen Yuan said that pink is difficult to match with clothes, so I just wanted to dye it white." He pinched it a few more times, and sighed, "But my hair was too dark, so I can only dye it silver gray."

"It's beautiful." Wang Fei praised sincerely.

Qi Weiyi's face is good-looking, no matter what hair color is suitable.

"Of course!" Qi Weiyi was very happy when he heard the compliment, and said proudly, "No matter what I look like, I look good!"

Helpless, Wang Fei is also clumsy.Qi Weiyi couldn't get more rainbow farts from him, so he brought props and was going to find someone else.

He went all over the crew, but couldn't find the right person.Originally, if Pusi could speak Chinese, he could barely count as one.However, due to racial restrictions, he was excluded by Qi Weiyi before he got close.

"My elf." Pusi grabbed his beard in despair, looked at the direction Qi Weiyi was going away, and muttered in a daze, "It's so cute."

"Strange, there are not many acquaintances at all, isn't there a lot on the list?" Qi Weiyi almost suspected that he had made a mistake, so he dug out the document to confirm.

In the list of participating in the performance, more than half of them Qi Weiyi knows, and even Lin Hong, Luo Xiu, Xia Juan and other powerful characters will come to the play to make friendly guest appearances.

Now they are all turned on, where are they?

"Weiwei, you are the only fixed star in this drama, and no one else will join the team." The photographer replied.

In "Autism", Qi Weiyi is the absolute leading role, but the supporting roles also take up a lot of drama.

And "Silence" is an out-and-out hero drama, with Qi Weiyi as the center of gravity from beginning to end.He encountered all kinds of things and people, and from those things and people, he deeply analyzed the personality traits of the 'killer'.

When the whole play was filmed, only Qi Weiyi was the main actor.The one with the most roles left was his partner, who died before halfway through the plot, and was insignificant compared to Qi Weiyi.

"When it's their turn to shoot, those people will come and leave after shooting." The photographer carefully reminded him, pointing him to the first few scenes.

"Two days ago, I filmed the scene where you went to do the task, and used more group actors, and set up many checkpoints for you. However, this scene is very short in the scene. There are only positive characters, and only you are the assassination target."

In other words, only Wang Fei is here to report in the entire crew, and the rest of the cast has not yet had their turn.

"Then I'm so bored." Qi Weiyi squatted down with his knees in his arms, and said pitifully, "There is no one to torture."

"Well, even someone can't torture you." The photographer patted him on the shoulder helplessly, and said in relief, "You want to be more open. Although no one will accompany you from the beginning to the end of the filming, there will be different actors at different stages, isn't it Is it good?"

"That's right!" Qi Weiyi's eyes lit up, he stood up on his knees, and said enthusiastically, "I can change people to torture at any time!"

"I've said it all, don't torture other actors." The photographer couldn't help him, and sighed.

Filming with Qi Weiyi is really a sweet trouble.

The first scene of "Silence" is an action scene. The entire crew has worked with Qi Weiyi and knows his ability to play cards, so everyone is ready to shoot this scene ten times and eight times.

Meng Heng pointed to the props building ahead and told him the details of the play.

"There will be dozens of group performers blocking in front of you. You need to defeat them with the moves and moves you used in the rehearsal before, and then prepare to enter the building. When you find that the guards inside are heavily guarded, you change your mind and raid from the outside."

Meng Heng glanced at the filming building, worriedly asking the props team to add safety measures.

"Next, you have to step on those windows and climb up. It's more difficult to hang the wire. If you don't succeed in shooting at one time, use the exploded shot." Action scenes have high requirements on the quality of actors, and Meng Heng did not demand him Mirrored to the end, he comforted, "If it doesn't work, use a substitute."

"Oh." Qi Weiyi put the prop gun in his pocket, touched his belt, put on his sunglasses and asked, "What are the requirements for acting skills and lines in this paragraph?"

"The killer deserves a lot of beating when he comes on stage, it's enough for you to act in your true colors." For the first time, Meng Heng felt that it was so easy to tell him a play.

At least the trait of not being beaten, Qi Weiyi can accomplish very well.

"Okay, let's start." Qi Weiyi snapped his fingers and stood in the initial position.

The field controller came to play the board, ""Silence" takes one shot, let's start!"

As soon as the words fell, Qi Weiyi ran over like the wind, grabbed the arm of the group performer at the front and threw a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw.

The extras weren't ready yet, and suddenly the world turned upside down, and he almost thought he was killed on the spot.It didn't hurt when it landed, Qi Weiyi used his feet to cushion the ground, so that he didn't directly touch the concrete floor.

The group performers dutifully fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, watching their brothers who received the lunch box fall down one by one.Then Qi Weiyi stood at the entrance, hesitated for a few seconds, then turned around and came to the easy-to-climb wall.

Just as the props team was about to catch up to help, Zai Zai, who had been hanged once, quickly put on all the locks within two seconds, jumped onto the air-conditioning unit next to him, and climbed up according to the original route.

"Director, are you still shooting?" the photographer asked quickly.

Yijing is over, and Qi Weiyi has no intention of stopping.

"Go on, give me a close-up!" Director Pu, as a Yan dog, urged him in a magical language mixed with Chinese and English, "Hold the camera steady, and take a good picture of his figure!"

The photographer quickly responded and dutifully recorded Qi Weiyi's superior performance.

According to the original setting, when climbing to the seventh floor, the security personnel inside rushed over and had a small struggle with the killer.Qi Weiyi climbed in along the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the extras were already in place inside, with weapons in their hands ready to fire at him.

He took out the prop gun, aimed at their bodies with precision, and shot precisely at the position of the heart.

There are no truly lethal bullets in the props.In order to make the film realistic, a special soft bullet was stuffed in the chamber, and the pain was very weak when hit on the body.

Because of this, everyone could clearly see that every shot of Qi Weiyi hit exactly the position of the heart.

"Fortunately, this is filming..." Meng Heng held his heart and muttered, "I hope he doesn't go down the path of breaking the law and committing crimes."

"Really, Qi Weiyi should continue to be popular, it's too dangerous for him to do other things!" Liu Quan, who followed next to him, echoed.

In the middle of the set, the camera has been changed after a brief pause.

Qi Weiyikong pressed it twice, and muttered casually in a low voice, "The magazine is empty, forget it."

He put the prop gun back casually, took out a special-shaped knife from his belt, twisted it around his fingertips twice, and held the handle that could be opened and closed freely in his hand, similar to the blade of a dagger, shining sharply edge.

"When I used to have hands, I used to play butterfly knives like this." The field worker next to him who provided the props said softly when he saw his skillful operation.

"Is that thing dangerous?" Liu Quan asked in surprise, "When he cuts fruit at home, he often plays like that."

"Uh..." The field worker stretched out his hand, with several obvious injuries on the palm, "I left it from the test props before, and if the person who can't play gets them, he will poke himself full of blood holes if he is not careful."

Obviously, Qi Weiyi is not someone who can't play.The knife as beautiful as a butterfly spun quickly in his hand, shining with a cold silver light.

Soon he cornered the last person and asked coldly, "Where is your boss?"

"I-I won't tell you!"

Qi Weiyi squinted his eyes, and the blade twirled in his hand, right at the opponent's throat.

"I said, I said!" The man stretched out his hand in fear, and pointed to the innermost door.

Qi Weiyi put away the knife and slashed him on the back of the neck, successfully knocked him out, and stuck tape to his hands a few times.

He walked slowly towards the door inside, but the cold anti-theft system stopped him.Qi Weiyi clicked on the fingerprint to unlock it, and pasted the tape on it.

The system prompts a verification error.

"Tsk, then there's nothing I can do." He looked past the fingerprint lock, looked at the closed door, and kicked the lock.

After a loud noise, the door inside opened in response.He walked into the room, the whole room was empty, and there was a dark secret passage under the desk.

He walked slowly to the window, opened the curtains and looked over, only to see the back of the man fleeing in a hurry, his lips curled up coldly.

"Okay, pass." After Meng Heng shouted pass, the entire crew expressed disbelief.

With such a difficult long shot, Qi Weiyi actually passed it in one go. The whole shooting was smooth and natural, and there was absolutely no need to go back and shoot.

Especially in the fighting scenes, he is more professional than the previous martial arts director rehearsal and arranging positions, which makes people doubt his own profession.

"Is this over?" Qi Weiyi was still spinning the knife in his hand, and complained in front of the factory worker, "You are so difficult to use, the shaft is almost rusted, don't you usually keep a knife at all?"

"Ah? I'm a novice, that..." the farmer explained to him stutteringly.

Qi Weiyi moved his wrist in disgust, and called Liu Quan over, "Go and get my knife quickly."

"Where do you usually cut fruit?" Liu Quan asked.

"That's right, that one is much easier to use." Qi Weiyi nodded and said happily, "With that, I can hit another hundred!"

Meng Heng quickly stood up and stopped him, "This level is enough, there is no need to change props!"

If the murder weapon is really handed over to Qi Weiyi, there is no guarantee that he will do something.

"Director Meng, how can you do this?" Qi Weiyi heard him speak, and said with a serious expression, "You must be rigorous in making movies and try to be the best."

"When is it your turn to say that?"

"So!" Qi Weiyi clapped his hands happily, "When I change the knife, let's do it again."

"do not--!"