Chapter 18: The Out-of-Control Kite (Please follow, thank you everyone!)

The props team stood next to the wind machine, constantly throwing withered yellow bamboo leaves forward.

There were also staff members carrying small buckets, constantly fanning the smoke that emerged forward, and with the bamboo that had been tampered with snapping with a crack, the tense atmosphere of the scene was fully created!

At the director's command, the group of stuntmen lunged forward.

And cooperated by falling and flying in all directions.

Li Erpeng, hanging on a wire, constantly waved his long sword, fighting in a truly majestic manner.

After Zhang Zhizhong's warning, Li Luo didn't dare to crowd forward again. He held a prop sword and walked around randomly in the back, cooperating with other extras to make the scene even more lively.

For the few minutes of footage that would appear on television.

They had already been filming for two hours.

Amidst the director's shouts, the scene of the martial arts people besieging was finally brought to an end, but there wasn't much time to rest. Next, they had to film Ren Yingying flying in to appear, saving Linghu Chong in a moment of crisis.

"Unrelated personnel, leave."

The assistant director constantly waved his arms, signaling for the set to be cleared.

Li Luo stood next to a bamboo stalk, looking sideways at the small courtyard not far away.

"Start."

The shout rang through the set.

First, a guqin flew out from the small house in the courtyard, and then Xu Qing, dressed in a red and black dress, followed closely behind with the help of a wire, her whole person passing through the bamboo forest like a flying bird, lunging towards the direction where Li Erpeng was.

Her skirt fluttered with the wind, looking quite beautiful.

"Bang~"

The next moment, a muffled sound echoed in the bamboo forest.

That guqin was originally supposed to be caught by Xu Qing with her hand, but at this moment, it was slapped hard onto her head. Although it was a prop instrument, in order to restore the texture, the weight was not light.

Being slapped right on the head and face.

It was definitely not comfortable.

"It's fine."

After Xu Qing, who was hanging on the wire, landed, she hurriedly waved her hand to signal: "This is my problem, let's do another take!"

After speaking, she rubbed her forehead.

Zhang Zhizhong hurried over, and after discovering that the prop instrument hadn't caused any harm to his female lead, he waved his hand to signal the production staff to prepare for the second filming.

Speaking of Xu Qing as a person.

The outside world had always had a kind of evaluation of her, which was that her princess syndrome was severe.

The facts were indeed so.

Judging from the situation Li Luo observed on set, this stunningly beautiful female lead was top-notch in terms of food, drink, and daily use, and her female assistant took care of her very well.

However, when filming, Xu Qing was also very serious.

When it involved some wire-hanging movements with relatively high difficulty, she would do it herself if she could, trying her best not to use a stunt double.

Regarding this point, Li Luo felt she was not bad.

As for the princess syndrome.

If he were as rich as the other party, he would also let loose and splurge.

"Sister Qing, keep it up."

Giving a thumbs up to Xu Qing who walked over, he smiled and encouraged: "The next take will definitely be fine."

"Little Luo?"

Seeing Li Luo dressed as an extra, Xu Qing stopped her footsteps, her eyes wide open:

"What's going on with you?"

"Don't mind him."

Zhang Zhizhong said irritably: "This kid is bored, insisting on playing as an extra for fun."

"Haha."

Noticing Li Luo's face covered in dust, Xu Qing covered her mouth and chuckled, shaking her head and swinging her sleeves as she walked towards the house.

During this period of time.

The young and handsome Lin Pingzhi had left a very deep impression on her.

No matter what he did, he strove to do it himself; she didn't expect him to have such a funny side.

After adjustments, filming continued.

The second time, there was still a slip-up. The wooden instrument slapped onto Xu Qing's face again, and the force was heavier than before, directly slapping her until she squatted on the ground and couldn't get up, taking a long while to recover.

Although the main coordination depended on Xu Qing.

But the special effects team couldn't shake off the blame, and they enjoyed a wave of Zhang Zhizhong's saliva feast.

Under a roar, the staff members responsible for pulling the wires all perked up.

The bearded man again patiently coaxed his female lead, and only then did Xu Qing, with red-rimmed eyes, barely adjust her mindset. She stood at the door of the house, slightly inside, taking deep breaths continuously.

"Ready."

"1, 2, 3, go!"

The moment the sound fell, the wooden instrument in front flew out with a *swish*.

Gritting her teeth.

Xu Qing rushed forward a few steps, stepped on the threshold, and leaped up.

Driven by the two steel wires hanging behind her, she soared into mid-air again. Her body quickly brushed past the thin, long bamboo stalks, her eyes fixed tightly on the wooden instrument, determined to catch it.

"Bang~"

At this moment, a hair-raising sound came from behind.

Like a bowstring snapping.

The matter happened too suddenly. Due to the change in weight and angle, the few staff members responsible for pulling the wires were brought to a stumble.

Before Xu Qing could react.

Her whole person was like an out-of-control kite, crashing diagonally towards the ground to the side.

Seeing the half-cut bamboo stump on the ground quickly approaching, her mind went blank with fear, and she couldn't make any sound from her mouth.

"Boom~"

The people on set collectively let out gasps, like an explosion of sound waves.

If she crashed into this.

At best, she would be disfigured.

At worst.

Zhang Zhizhong was so frightened by that serious consequence that his back was covered in cold sweat. He wanted to stand up, but his legs couldn't exert any force at all!

"Swish~"

With a flick of his arm.

The prop sword was fiercely inserted into the soil, the hilt constantly vibrating.

Leaving a deep footprint on the ground, Li Luo sprinted forward like a whirlwind. The moment he saw Xu Qing's figure go crooked, his mind was only thinking about saving her!

Without too much utilitarianism, when it was time to act, he acted.

Just like when he was going home.

Just like helping that pregnant woman on the train.

Amidst the attention of all, when Xu Qing was less than a meter away from the bamboo stump, a black shadow rushed out like a hunting leopard, lunging and knocking her body away.

The staff members pulling the wires subconsciously let go.

"Bang~"

Another muffled sound.

Everyone's hearts beat violently, watching helplessly as the two people fell fiercely to the ground.

Withered yellow bamboo leaves flew everywhere.

After the two rolled a few times, they finally stopped.

"Xu Qing!!!"

Zhang the Bearded Man jumped up from his chair like a rabbit, bursting out with unprecedented speed and running wildly forward. If this big girl had any accidents in his production team.

The people he would offend would not be just one or two.

It wasn't just Zhang Zhizhong who was nervous; the people on set swarmed forward in a swarm.

The person involved, Xu Qing, felt a sense of floating at this moment, only feeling that she had been fiercely hit, and then a bout of dizziness.

She opened her eyes blankly.

Discovering that a young man with a dirty face but an exceptionally handsome appearance was holding her.

On the other party's face.

There was also a thin black cloth wrapped around his eyes.

"Little Luo?"

Although her mind became blank, Xu Qing still murmured the other party's name.

She was about to struggle to get up.

"Hiss~"

Li Luo pulled off the black cloth strip, a low gasp coming from his mouth: "Don't you dare move!"

Facing the scolding that came right at her face.

If it were before, Xu Qing would have been furious!

But now she was like an obedient kitten, hurriedly maintaining her original posture.

Cold sweat constantly oozed from Li Luo's forehead. He gasped and looked at the arm that was holding the other party. The black cloth on it had been torn open, and bright red blood was slowly flowing out. ===== CHAPTER 19 =====