Chapter 142: Stunning the Whole Audience

"Is this circle too realistic?"

Seeing Fatty Cong's extremely awkward appearance, Wu Yu's voice sounded leisurely from inside the Cherokee.

Realizing that she shouldn't have said that, she hurriedly closed her mouth.

"It's not realistic."

Li Luo tapped the steering wheel and said unhurriedly: "He left after filming for a week, and the rest of the people have to stay for a long time. Knowing that this person has already offended the crew,"

"normal people wouldn't choose to go and offend them too."

"Hmm."

Wu Yu realized what he meant and nodded silently.

In just a few minutes,

the vehicles in front left one after another, and Li Luo also pulled the car close to the hotel entrance.

There were only two suitcases and one large bag in the car, and it took no time at all to unload them; after parking the Cherokee, the two dragged their luggage into the hotel together.

"Hello, Brother Luo."

"Good afternoon, Brother Luo."

Walking into the hotel lobby, various shouts rang out constantly; Li Luo maintained a standard smile and greeted them one by one.

Arriving at the actor registration desk,

in front of them, Lin Zhicong had just finished the registration procedures.

He was turning back with his assistant.

"Fatty Cong."

Li Luo also smiled and extended a fist: "How was that movie filmed?"

His arm raised.

Straight toward the big fat guy.

"Brother Luo."

His expression was slightly stunned, and Lin Zicong bumped fists with him quickly: "It was filmed quite well. Thank you for your concern, Brother Luo."

This "thank you" was said sincerely.

Since arriving at the hotel, he hadn't seen a single good look.

Even though he was mentally prepared for this situation, when he truly faced this treatment, Lin Zhicong still felt extremely awkward and wished he could return to his room early, finish filming early, and leave!

He didn't expect the male lead to greet him.

His stiff expression relaxed a bit.

"That's good."

Li Luo held the luggage handle with one hand and said unhurriedly: "I have a classmate filming in your crew; when you go back, please help me bring a greeting."

"Who is it?"

Lin Zhicong became interested immediately.

"Huang Shengyi." Li Luo smiled and patted his shoulder: "We are classmates; please take care of her, Brother Cong."

"Definitely, definitely."

The smile on the fatty's face became brilliant.

The two exchanged a few polite words.

Lin Zhicong took his assistant and walked toward the elevator, his pace no longer as heavy as before.

Noticing Wu Yu's strange look, Li Luo shrugged his shoulders:

"I'm not a normal person."

"Pfft."

The little assistant couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The night he joined the crew, there was a big meeting where the director announced the upcoming filming work.

Without any surprises,

in the schedule, the next seven days of itinerary were all centered around filming Cheng Yaojin, with very high intensity; ten-plus hours were inevitable. It looked like the crew wanted to squeeze the oil out of Fatty Cong within seven days.

The latter's expression wasn't very good, but he didn't dare to raise any opinions.

In the end,

it was still the matter he had caused himself.

The next morning, the actors who had joined the crew started filming early.

They were divided directly into Group A and Group B.

Group A filmed regular scenes, and Group B specifically served Lin Zhicong, trying to catch up on the scenes he had lost before; the actors in the crew took turns cooperating with that guy, striving to straighten out the plot.

It was under this high-intensity filming that Li Luo welcomed his visiting guest.

Inside the inn.

Li Luo was dressed in white, with a pack slung across his shoulder.

His expression was extremely shocked, and after his eyes twitched slightly, he pulled out two golden maces and walked quickly inside.

The camera that was just filming his face followed his movement without moving an inch, and the image appearing on the monitor was a third-person follow-up with extreme pressure.

One in front, two behind, the three quickly turned the corner.

Li Luo stepped forward quickly.

The cameraman followed behind with the assistant's help.

Because they had to focus on filming, this kind of follow-up shot required someone to lead the cameraman, otherwise, accidents were prone to happen.

While walking,

two soldiers suddenly broke into the frame from the stairs in front.

"Who goes there?"

The leading martial artist pulled out the prop sword in his hand and shouted sharply: "Stop!"

Without a word,

he rushed forward and slashed with his sword.

Li Luo dodged the attack easily according to the pre-arranged position to the right, blocked with his left mace, and patted the other party's back with his right mace; the martial artist let out a scream and pounced out of the frame.

He also crawled far away using his hands and feet.

Qualified martial artists all know they cannot affect the filming.

Giving up the position quickly is inevitable.

The cameraman, pulled by the assistant, moved to the left position.

The lens didn't let go of Li Luo's figure.

The second martial artist, who had slowed his pace, also rushed over, slashing viciously with the prop sword in his hand.

Li Luo's figure spun.

His clothes fluttered along with him.

"Bang~"

The two maces in his hands struck out together; the first hit the prop sword away, and the second hit the other party's waist, smashing the powder on the prop into the air; the image presented on the monitor was quite fierce.

"Fill the position, fill the position."

On the other side of the set, Ma Yucheng waved his hand to signal the other two martial artists.

"Kill."

The lens shook, and two more people rushed over with swords.

Li Luo swung the two maces in his hands, making them whistle; the two soldiers waved the prop swords in their hands wildly, and before they had even used any force, they fell backward in a sprawl.

It must be said.

Ma Yucheng's level was quite good.

Such a simple long shot created an atmosphere full of crises.

"Good."

Seeing the two fall to the ground, Ma Yucheng clapped: "This take passed; rest for a few minutes."

"Congratulations to Teacher Xu Jinjiang for wrapping up."

Li Luo stopped, handed the maces to a staff member nearby, and also clapped to congratulate Xu Jinjiang, who was sitting not far away; the latter took the flowers shyly and waved his hands at everyone constantly.

What was being filmed now was the scene where Yuwen Zhiji slaughtered the inn and wanted to humiliate Li Rongrong, only to be rescued in time by Qin Shubao.

After filming this scene, the innkeeper played by Xu Jinjiang was killed.

And he wrapped up here.

Through a few days of observation, Li Luo felt that what the "Thousand-Faced Best Actor" said wasn't unreasonable; Xu Jinjiang had indeed perfected that routine, but he was also limited to that routine!

The feeling of this innkeeper was still Xu Jinjiang's old routine.

The movements were exaggerated, and he was laughing and joking on his face.

Nothing surprising.

After a brief congratulation, the big bald head quietly withdrew from the crew; acting as a supporting role is just like this: after the scenes are filmed, say goodbye to everyone, and you have to leave consciously to rush to the next place to continue filming.

There was no time to sigh.

Li Luo also slowly adapted to this kind of thing.

Moving to the rest area, he sat down to drink some water during the few minutes of downtime.

The scenes these few days were filmed indoors, which in his view was already a vacation mode, allowing him to temporarily escape the torment of the scorching sun.

Just as he picked up the water cup,

the originally chaotic and noisy set suddenly became quiet.

And the speed of the quietness was quite strange, as if wherever someone walked, the sound followed and disappeared quickly.

This movement naturally attracted Li Luo's attention; he swallowed the tea in his mouth, looked up in the direction where the movement disappeared, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The one who could cause this effect was none other than Fan Xiaopang.

Simple jeans paired with a white shirt, hair casually tied up, but the pretty face stunned the whole audience.

Wherever she went,

basically everyone stared at her without letting go.

Although they were all industry insiders,

everyone had seen quite a few pretty actresses, but to be blunt, Fan Xiaopang's looks were still a rare minority in the circle, so it was no surprise that she caused this stir.

Eyes followed her figure as she moved.

They didn't understand why Fan Bingbing would suddenly appear on the set, and looking at her appearance, she was here to find someone.

"Li Luo."

Fan Xiaopang locked onto her target, and a crisp voice popped out of her mouth.

The smile on her face suddenly bloomed.

Making people on the set feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze.

Those soft gazes also became like sharp arrows piercing Li Luo; of course, this was only for a moment. Jealousy is jealousy, envy is envy, but this was the male lead.

It wasn't their turn to hate him!

"Bingbing."

Li Luo stepped forward and held the other party's hand happily: "Long time no see, how do you have time to come to Zhuozhou?"

Regardless of what they talked about behind their backs.

In front of others, they had to put on such an appearance.

Although Fan Bingbing was extremely excited, she also spoke nonsense with a straight face: "Came to visit a friend on the set, and heard you happened to be here, so I stopped by to take a look."

"How about having a meal together tonight?"

"Okay!"

Under the gaze of others, Li Luo agreed readily.

He took Fan Xiaopang to greet the main members of the set; the girl from Shandong was generous and decent, and regardless of whether she knew them or not, she shook hands with everyone and put on a smile.

After that, he led her to the rest area to sit down.

The actors waiting for their scenes all looked at Li Luo curiously, not understanding how the two of them could have an intersection.

Regarding this point, he was too lazy to explain.

He skillfully fished out a piece of chocolate from the side of the chair and handed it to Fan Xiaopang.

"I'm losing weight recently."

Seeing it was her favorite brand, Fan Bingbing swallowed her saliva and refused with difficulty: "Sister Hua said I've gained weight recently and need to eat less, otherwise it won't look good on camera."

"It's fine, just eat one bite."

Li Luo tore open the packaging directly and handed it to her.

"Then just one bite."

Taking the chocolate with a smile, Fan Bingbing bit off a small piece with a crunch; chewing the fragrant chocolate in her mouth, she looked happily at Li Luo sitting beside her.

They went back and forth in text messages, but where could that compare to seeing the person in the flesh?

As for the assistant nearby,

he was too lazy to care!

If there weren't a few other actors here, she wouldn't have been able to control herself and pounced on him.

Some feelings get lighter the more you interact, but some wine gets richer the more it's brewed; before, on the mobile set, when resting at night, she couldn't help but turn on the TV to watch *Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slaying Sabre*.

Seeing Li Luo being dragged around by Spider,

she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

She knew that the actress definitely wasn't pretending; she must have been exhausted by that bad guy.

She had experienced it personally.

He was heavy as lead.

Seeing Li Luo and Gao Yuanyuan wearing big red wedding dresses, she gritted her teeth again.

Wishing she could replace her.

Fan Bingbing finally wrapped up filming the movie, and after shooting a few commercials under the company's arrangement, she couldn't hold back anymore and hurriedly ran to Zhuozhou with her assistant to visit the set.

Now seeing her little lover, her gaze couldn't be pulled away.

"I still have some scenes to film."

Looking at Ma Yucheng waving at him, Li Luo avoided the crowd's gaze and squeezed the little fatty's hand: "You wait here for a while; I'll take you to eat donkey meat and sheep offal soup tonight."

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you."

Fan Bingbing couldn't help but bite off another piece of chocolate and nodded quickly.

Returning to the previous position,

Li Luo walked through the positions with a few extras under the guidance of the martial arts instructor; involving fighting movements without prior rehearsal wouldn't work, and even though they were all props, it was easy to hurt people.

"Just pull back like this."

Ma Yucheng spun his body backward, and the golden mace he held hit the air: "You try it once, pay attention to holding back some force."

"Okay."

Li Luo jumped forward first, his figure retreating immediately.

His arms swung backward like a wind fire wheel.

The movement was very elegant.

"Not bad."

Ma Yucheng returned the golden mace to him and sighed, "You kid should take the path of an action actor. In just a few days, I see your movements are even more beautiful than before!"

"How did you get to know Fan Bingbing?"

After that, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"*Pingzong Xiaying*."

Li Luo swung the golden mace in his hand and shook his head: "She played the female lead in it; don't you watch the news?"

"Who watches that stuff when they have nothing to do."

Ma Yucheng waved his arm, signaling to prepare to start filming.

Regarding this question of being an action actor, even Yuan Bin had given corresponding suggestions, but Li Luo just brushed them off with a few words; he would only put shackles on himself if he had nothing better to do.

If there is a suitable opportunity, he can appear in some action movies.

But he absolutely cannot define himself as an action actor; that stuff will box a person in.

And the limitations are too strong.

There are actually quite a few people with better skills than him.

But how many can truly fight their way out?

Not many.

Under Ma Yucheng's greeting, the actors on site took their places, and the camera was firmly aimed at an open space.

"Come."

"Three, two, one, go."

A martial artist dressed in ancient soldier costumes did a backflip and fell into the camera's shooting range; Li Luo rushed out with an arrow step, followed by a back-horse mace, knocking on the shoulder of the martial artist who followed him out.

It looked fierce, but the actual force wasn't great.

Li Luo couldn't use force either.

Don't look at the mace in his hand as just a prop; relying on his current physical fitness, if he pulled it with the intent to kill, he could break the other party's bones.

The movements were elegant and quite clean and neat.

In just a few moments,

he knocked down the few martial artists who rushed out.

The open and close movements, anyone with a discerning eye could see the shadow of Long Fist, and it looked quite beautiful when fought.

Fan Xiaopang watched intently.

Even though they had collaborated for months, she also liked watching Li Luo's fight scenes.

No other reason.

One word.

Handsome!

This fight scene got bigger and bigger; the commotion Qin Shubao made would attract all the soldiers Yuwen Zhiji brought, and the extras fighting Li Luo changed from one to two, two to four.

Finally, nearly ten people surrounded him, and swords flew all over the sky.

Tables and chairs were smashed to pieces.

The sounds of falling and screaming were endless.

Making Fan Bingbing watch with great enjoyment, and before she knew it, she had eaten the large piece of chocolate clean. ===== CHAPTER 143 =====