Chapter 103: Truly Hard Work

Lai Shuiqing represents the style of most Hong Kong directors: one word, fast.

As long as the minimum requirements are met.

It's a direct pass.

Rarely does a simple shot require the actor to repeat it several times; it's good enough if it's close enough.

Efficiency is always the priority.

Director He is about the same as Zhang Da Hu Zi; the effect of the final product is the priority.

After drinking a few mouthfuls of hot water, it was the turn of the Embroidered Uniform Guards led by Yun Zhong to appear, Zhang Zongzhou continued to step forward to play the scene, Li Luo observed their performance carefully; the actor playing Zhang Zongzhou was worthy of being a veteran actor.

When acting, he was light and easy.

In terms of aura, he completely crushed the three actors including Yun Zhong.

The rhythm of the lines was excellent.

But fortunately, he had read the script thoroughly, so there was no problem dealing with it.

After a segment was filmed, several actors returned one after another to the rest area where charcoal stoves and heaters were placed in the corner; as soon as they sat down, the assistant beside them draped thick down jackets over them.

Thermos bottles followed closely behind.

For those who didn't want to drink water, hand warmers were also offered.

This situation couldn't be considered putting on airs.

When there are many scenes, you have to work for more than ten hours in a row; the work intensity is already high, and most actors also need to diet to maintain their figure, so they really don't have the energy to manage these trivial matters.

"Brother Hao."

Li Luo leaned over and asked in a low voice: "How much is your assistant's monthly salary?"

"No, no, no."

Sun Hao was nearly choked by a mouthful of water and waved his hand hurriedly: "Just call me Sun Hao."

"Monthly salary."

He thought for a moment and nodded: "It's about a thousand and a bit. Anyway, it's provided by the company, I don't know the specifics. By the way, what about your assistant? Why don't you have anyone to take care of you?"

Don't look at his average appearance; Sun Hao started as a singer.

He had even participated in the Spring Festival Gala.

Although he was much older, he didn't have much film and television experience, so he really didn't want the male lead to call him "brother"; he felt a shiver inside.

Actually, Sun Hao also found it strange.

This male lead had always been alone, with no one by his side.

Two pretty little girls came over two days ago.

He thought they were assistants.

It turned out today he heard they were classmates from the Beijing Film Academy.

"Hmm."

Li Luo shook his head and said: "I'm a freelancer, I don't have a brokerage company, I'm looking for an assistant."

Let alone a thousand and a bit, he felt three thousand was cheap.

Having someone follow you like a nanny, handing you water when you're thirsty, delivering food when you're hungry, and helping to solve any trivial matters, can indeed save a lot of effort.

Thinking of this, his heart moved.

Anyway, just pay the salary.

Things like food, housing, and transportation have supplementary clauses in the signed performance contract, which fall within the crew's expenses, so he doesn't have to pay for these.

The reason he didn't look for one last year was because he only had one show.

He couldn't hire someone for a few months and then fire them.

Another thing.

A good assistant isn't that easy to find.

Especially for freelance actors, trust is more important than work ability in this regard.

He temporarily noted this matter in his heart; anyway, he couldn't let Xu Qing and Yu Feihong help him find one, as that would be equivalent to burying a spy by his side, and he couldn't do such a stupid thing.

While Li Luo was thinking, several actors beside him looked at each other.

They felt a bit more curious about him.

A freelancer who could actually land the male lead.

How strong must his background be!

For the next few days, the crew didn't go anywhere and just spent their time in the Zhang mansion.

If you want to save costs.

Then the scenes must be filmed uniformly as much as possible.

Some scenes on TV that are several episodes apart are just a matter of a few steps on the set; however, as a martial arts drama, after more than two weeks, Li Luo hadn't even touched the hilt of a sword.

At the beginning, it was a massive amount of dialogue-heavy scenes.

All kinds of conversations.

But it was through these segments of dialogue that he completely immersed himself in Zhang Danfeng's world.

Even when he didn't have a scene, he was used to walking with small, steady steps.

His pace was steady, no matter how fast he walked, his upper body always remained straight and stable, his shoulders and head never swaying randomly, his demeanor and behavior appearing so calm and elegant.

This is also the effect of physical training.

People with some status in ancient times didn't necessarily walk like this.

But walking like this gives the audience the feeling that they are not modern people; what's needed is that slightly poised energy.

Shaping the temperament of Zhang Danfeng, this aristocratic son, bit by bit from the details.

It wasn't just Li Luo; other actors also slowly entered that state; at this time, actors, regardless of whether they had the foundation, were at least willing to put in the effort to study.

Even if their pace didn't look good.

They would still hold their heads high and bring out their spirit.

After the arrival of the traffic era, many traffic actors couldn't even do basic posture, let alone walk with small, steady steps.

How they are in daily life is how they act.

Clearly playing a noble son.

Yet they have no posture when sitting, standing, or walking.

Not only are they hunched over, but they can't even open their shoulders, and they sway when they walk, which looks incredibly painful to the eyes.

After the Zhang mansion scenes were filmed.

The crew dived into the woods on the outskirts of Zhuozhou.

Following the scorching heat of summer, Li Luo also experienced the severe cold of winter; the interest brought by the snow-covered mountain forest scenery soon faded, and the northern cold wind taught this authentic southerner a lesson.

It was better in the city before.

Now that he was in the wild, the cold wind felt like a knife.

Especially at night.

The wailing cold wind made everyone in the crew feel cold; as long as it was break time, the fire pit was always surrounded by people.

Fortunately, Li Luo's physique was good.

Even if he only wore a few thin costumes, he could handle it.

After filming a few sets of dialogue scenes, the first martial arts scene finally arrived; the plot was that Zhou Shanmin mistakenly thought Zhang Danfeng was the culprit who destroyed the Jin Daozhai, and kept pestering him, wanting to avenge his father's death.

"Like this, like that, then like this."

"Block."

"Hit."

"Dodge."

"Then switch hands."

After the martial arts instructor gestured, he stopped his movements: "Understand?"

"Understand."

Li Luo and Kou Zhanwu nodded at the same time.

"Zhanwu."

He Qun, standing on the side, reminded: "You are from a professional martial arts team, you must be careful when you strike!"

"That goes without saying."

Kou Zhanwu nodded as a matter of course, but he looked at He Qun curiously: "Director, you shouldn't have seen Li Luo's skills, right?"

"No."

He Qun exhaled white mist: "What's wrong?"

He knew Li Luo had acted in two martial arts dramas, but he knew even better that no matter how god-like the martial arts were on TV, that stuff was all choreographed and edited; it would be good if the actors just looked the part.

"Watch this~"

Kou Zhanwu let out a low shout of warning and punched Li Luo.

The sudden action gave He Qun a fright.

Even if it was just the strength of a normal choreographed move, to an outsider, it looked no different from a real fight.

"Bang."

Their arms met, making a faint muffled sound.

Li Luo steadily blocked the arm the other party swung out; their movements hadn't stopped yet, and according to the moves the martial arts instructor had just gestured, they passed a few moves quickly, and he used a winding hand to throw Kou Zhanwu's arm away.

His left hand flashed forward, his five fingers steadily grabbing the other party's elbow.

"Is it like this?"

Li Luo took advantage of the momentum to lift it up and looked at the martial arts instructor with a smile: "Is it correct to hit like this?"

"Let, let go~"

Kou Zhanwu's toes followed the lifting action, and he hurriedly reminded: "It's just choreography, don't use force!"

It wasn't the first or second time they had sparred.

He knew Li Luo's strength wasn't less than his own; if he really used lethal force, he definitely wouldn't be able to handle it.

Being lifted like this against the joint.

Even an iron-willed man couldn't take the force.

Fortunately, Li Luo wasn't someone who messed around, and the force was released instantly.

Other actors wouldn't dare to play like this, but he and Kou Zhanwu worked out and choreographed moves together whenever they had time, so these few moves were easy for them, and playing a few tricks was no big deal.

"Correct."

The martial arts instructor was stunned and nodded heavily.

Before, it was called training.

In reality, it was just a bunch of actors hanging out together, exercising loosely, playing with treadmills and the like.

He knew Kou Zhanwu was from a martial arts team.

He didn't expect.

This lead actor could also play a few hands.

The few moves just now dazzled He Qun, and he smiled and patted Li Luo's shoulder: "It seems Mr. Ma really got me a good actor, not bad, get ready and start filming."

In some situations, you have to use a stunt double if you have to.

You can't steal other people's rice bowls.

Two martial arts performers wearing corresponding clothes squatted into a large pit dug out.

And laid down cardboard.

Scattered soil, spread snowflakes.

Until it didn't look much different from the snow around it, the prop team stopped their movements.

The whole process took half an hour.

Not to mention the freezing, the two martial arts performers hiding inside probably had their feet numb from squatting.

Once everything was ready.

Following an order, under the traction of the steel wire rope, the stunt performers burst out from underground with countless soil and snowflakes, punching and kicking as they rose into the air, looking full of momentum.

But after landing, they were all shouting about cramps.

People nearby hurriedly stepped forward to help them circulate their blood.

Being a martial arts performer and a stunt double.

Is truly hard work.

Li Luo, sitting in a tent on the side, blinked.

This Zhou Shanmin was even fiercer than Tu Xingsun; not only could he drill underground himself, but he could also drag others into the underground to fight.

It was truly admirable.

Although it was outrageous, he didn't want to say anything.

You can't reach your hand too far.

After the stunt scene was filmed, under the assistant director's greeting, he and Kou Zhanwu rubbed their hands and stood up, stomped their cold feet, and strode out of the tent used to avoid the wind and snow.

Because it had just snowed, faint mist floated in the mountain forest.

Although the temperature was cold.

The air was refreshing.

The crunching sound of stepping on snow rang out, and several people walked forward along the traces on the ground, the shouting in the distance echoing among the trees.

Adding a sense of emptiness out of thin air.

"Sister Hua."

The tall young woman walking in the middle paused her steps and said to the person beside her with a light smile: "Actually, you don't have to accompany me here, it's not my first time joining a crew."

The woman was wearing a long black down jacket.

Her skin was exceptionally fair.

Reflecting the surrounding snow.

The moment a smile bloomed on her exquisite face, the beautiful mountain snow forest instantly became her background board.

"It's okay."

The slightly short, short-haired middle-aged woman shook her head: "Anyway, I'm free now, come over and see how this crew is?"

As they walked, they could already see people moving in front.

Familiar lights and cameras.

Also came into view.

"Sister Hua."

The down-jacket woman smiled and continued to walk forward: "It's not that simple, is it?"

Her agent was known for being thoughtful, and accompanying her to join a crew was a common thing, but she knew the other party had important work to attend to in the next two days.

The purpose of this trip was very intriguing.

"Alright, I can't hide it from you." The woman called Sister Hua also smiled: "I also wanted to take the opportunity to contact the actor who is acting with you."

"I received some news that the other party's momentum will be good later."

"Help me introduce him later."

Saying this, the down-jacket woman immediately knew who her agent was referring to.

In the crew.

There was only one person who could be called acting with her.

"Introduction is no problem."

She stopped and looked forward with pursed lips: "The problem is that I don't know the other party either."

During the conversation, they had already arrived at the filming site.

More than twenty people surrounded a piece of snow; in the middle position, two people, one tall and one short, stood together, the tall one in front, the short one behind; they were gesturing with movements, preparing to go.

Looking at the guy standing in front.

The down-jacket woman's eyes lit up; she had worked with quite a few male actors.

The other party's appearance and bearing were among the best.

Ancient costume look.

Quite a chivalrous style.

"Here we go."

"Three, two, one, go!"

As soon as the urgent shout fell, the man in the white robe performed a handsome shoulder throw, throwing the short person in shabby clothes behind him; with the cooperation of the two, this action looked exceptionally easy.

"Bang~"

The latter turned over and fell solidly onto the snow.

Several stunt personnel immediately pulled the wire rope, dragging the dancing short person with snowflakes sliding back a few meters, and then stopped.

What stood out was a sense of power.

Throwing people away.

The tall man shook his cloak freely and stood sideways with his hands behind his back.

His chin lifted slightly.

His sharp gaze pierced over instantly.

Aiming exactly at the position where the down-jacket woman was.

The latter's breathing stalled as she was stared at.

She couldn't help but take half a step back.

So handsome!

"No problem." The clean and neat movements made He Qun exceptionally satisfied, and he immediately clapped his hands and greeted: "Li Luo, that was good, Zhanwu, you've worked hard too, let's film the next take."

So beautiful!

Looking at Fan Bingbing who suddenly appeared before his eyes, these three words appeared in Li Luo's heart.

Sister Jin Suo had just faded her baby fat at this time.

Her face still carried a bit of greenness.

But this beauty was already very clear and refined; as far as the actresses he had seen so far were concerned, her beauty was definitely among the best.

His gaze retracted quickly, and he stepped forward to pull Kou Zhanwu up:

"Are you okay?"

The latter patted his chest *bang-bang*, not caring at all: "With my physique, I can be thrown seventeen or eighteen more times and it wouldn't be a problem."

Li Luo teased: "Then let's do seventeen or eighteen more times?"

"Go away."

Kou Zhanwu was so scared he hurriedly pushed him away: "It's more like I should throw you."

While the two were teasing each other, some people noticed Fan Bingbing who had arrived at the filming site; the female lead appeared, and for a time, all kinds of greetings continued, and the entire crew passively entered a rest state.

Li Luo patted the snowflakes off Kou Zhanwu.

The two went over to join the fun.

"Hello, Li Luo."

Seeing the other party walk over, Fan Bingbing greeted him seriously: "I'm very sorry, I should have arrived earlier to join the crew. I'm very happy to have the opportunity to work with you, please give me more advice in the future."

"Hello, hello."

Holding Fan Xiaopang's hand, Li Luo felt a little excited inside: "Hello, Sister Bingbing, I grew up watching your TV shows."

"Sister?"

Fan Bingbing tilted her head, her face full of question marks. ===== CHAPTER 104 =====

Holding Fan Xiaopang's hand, Li Luo felt a wave of excitement inside: "Sister Bingbing, hello. I grew up watching your TV shows."

"Sister?"

Fan Bingbing tilted her head, her face full of question marks.