Chapter 158: What is Diaoya! First for Xuanyu's leader

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The outdoor scenery is very beautiful, the sun is heated and the martial arts movements are unusual, so that everyone repeats the same scene over and over again. ￥℉Top novel,
The first time, Qin Guan was still alive and happily watching. The second time, Qin watched very seriously. The third time, it was a little hot... The fourth time, the fifth time, a small fish fell down to the leader of the sun. On the seat.
God, who will save the poor Yang Lianting! Everyone seemed to hear Qin Guan's voice, and finally took the shot of Xu Qing's shot. She waved her whip to roll Qin Guan, and the next shot was the one that needed Qin Guan to hang the shot taken by Weiya.
When Qin Guan's life was tied to this high-tech prop for the first time, the crew of the special effects team often tried to move the tackle.
Qin Guan only felt the rising waves of Wai Yabang's own eggs hurt. This thing is not as chic as everyone sees on the screen, and the taste of the tied actors is uncomfortable.
The shots shot by Qin Guan required him to quickly slip back and then hit the pillar vigorously. In order to make the impact even worse, he also had to spout water at the right time.
After listening to Zhang Dao’s request for this scene, Qin Guan made an exaggerated stop gesture before the director shouted to start preparations. Sister Xue, who was watching from the sidelines, quickly sent him a bottle of mineral water.
After drinking more than half of the bottle of water, Qin Guan was alive. According to the state of drying the fish just now, let alone spitting water, it is possible to spit blood!
After Qin Guancancan turned his head, he found that the actors in the field were not stupid, and took the opportunity to take a break. After seeing this situation, they were filmed now. Director Zhang let everyone take the opportunity to relax for a while.
As for Qin Guan, who still has Wia on the side, he didn’t hang it anyway. First, wear equipment and hold on.
Qin Guan pitifully supported the rockery, and the crotch occupied a full ten minutes before the crew continued to shoot under the direction of the director.
This is also the last shot of Qin Guan in the two-day shooting period, and Qin Guan's acting will be done again.
"Everyone is here, ah, special effects preparation, 3 and 2 start!"
Sliding rod machine, rolling at high speed, pulling Qin Guan's level to move backward at high speed, bang! The inertia of pulling up after the machine made Qin Guan's back hit the pillar of the courtyard vigorously!
Zhang Dao looked at the lens. From the perspective of the up shot, the machine at that angle was a little slow because of Qin Guan's sip of water, and the lens was not well connected. He waved his hand to signal that everyone would make another shot.
Boom! After a heavy collision, Ms. Mao couldn't bear to look directly at it. Qin Guan is very fortunate now that he and Mou Xiaoliu learned two tricks temporarily. When the pulley rolled, he controlled the muscles in his back, and his strength collapsed, so after high-speed impact, Qin Guan's back was only slightly red, without bruising and wounds.
This same shot was taken three times, and Zhang Dao was satisfied with it. The surrounding actors' impression of Qin Guan was slightly raised again. This is a young man with high face value, spirituality and willingness to endure hardship.
In any place, the hard-workers are always welcome. In addition to Teacher Mao’s inquiries, Qin Guan was inexplicably patted on the shoulder by Ren Woxing as a encouragement. Was this an inadvertent reap of approval from another teacher? A little happy.
Then came the day when Qin Guanling, a must-have for every play, Yang Lianting was pierced with a sword and fell gracefully on the ground covered with petals. Through the overhead camera, he looked at the face with an undefeated Eastern perspective. Yang Linting, who died like a sleep, fluttered with flowers all around him. This lens is extremely beautiful.
The bright red prop blood bag was smeared on the corner of Qin Guan's mouth, the impending death of the East, touching Qin Guan's temples affectionately in the rain of petals, and said his last voice in this world: "Brother, I love you. "
Then he fell in his arms full of smiles, embracing and dying.
The effect of the special effects should be that the undefeated East fell directly from the height and fell straight into Yang Lianting's arms. At this time, Qin Guan, who was a dead man, couldn't do anything while shooting this scene.
Sister Xue witnessed the unbeaten oriental stand-up actor from the heights and hit Qin Guan directly from the height.
puff! Qin Guan's little feet twitched insignificantly, Zhang Dao was very satisfied, you look at you, the dead bodies are so dedicated.
Brother, are you still my dear brother? It was really smashing, not the normal reaction of the corpse. Qin Guan closed his eyes and endured the pain, and waited for Sister Mao to replace the position of the stunt actor and then climbed onto herself. Fortunately, Sister Mao could bear the weight.
Now as long as you insist on playing the dead body to the undefeated death in the East, you have to hold your breath.
Sister Xue was still reminded by a whisper of encouragement. Qin Guan did not breathe at all until Zhang’s face was close to his chest, and it took more than ten seconds for Zhang Dao to stop.
Alas, mother, this voice is simply natural, Qin Guan immediately exaggeratedly stood up and took his heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys, which was the end of the most difficult scene.
He looked sympathetically at the other protagonists of this drama. According to the progress of the filming of this drama, it would have to be filmed until mid to late September to end.
At this time, Sister Xue had already gone to the crew to pick up a red envelope. Qin Guan's short two scenes took a few days to finish. It was not easy.
Of course, the plot of Teacher Mao also ended at the same period as Yang Lianting. The two of them have also forged a small revolutionary friendship through the filming of these days.
Qin Guan smoothly mixed his face in front of Zhang Dao in the past two days, making him a rising star in the modeling world quite complacent, recalling the praise given to him by the crew, and returning to the capital non-stop.
Qin Guan's family also has a long-cherished girlfriend waiting for him. I don't know if he has been out for so long. Cong Nianwei, who stayed alone in Beijing during the summer vacation, missed him.
Qin Guan really thought about it. When he crept back to his den, he discovered that the cleaned windows in the house were bright and bright, but there was no trace of his girlfriend living in the bedroom.
A set of tooth cups is still solitary in the bathroom, only the kitchen shows signs of cooking. A bowl of assorted fried rice wrapped in plastic wrap in the refrigerator only showed the traces of Cong Nianwei's past.
After Qin Guan dragged out the fried rice, he smelled it and it was fresh. It should have just been made. He saw that the ingredients in the refrigerator had changed a bit. After all, he had been away for more than ten days.
In the evening afterglow spilled on the balcony of the living room, the door outside Qin Guan's house sounded the unlocking of Caracalla, Cong Nianwei carried two bags of vegetables and fruits, and Shi Shiran opened the door.
The tall Qin Guan, carrying Yu Guang, looked at Cong Nianwei, who was dressed at home, opened his arms, and shouted enthusiastically: "surprise!"
"Oh, mother! You scared me, there were no surprises, there were a lot of surprises!" Cong Nianwei was startled by the shouting of Qin Guan as soon as she pushed the door, the bag in hand was loose, and a few potatoes rolled come out.
She stared at Qin Guan with her eyes angrily: "Can't you help?"
This is not the same as a good script. Once the male lead in a TV series does this action, shouldn't her girlfriend immediately fly over, and the bird falls into her arms like a human? How to get here is to pick up potatoes!
Cong Nianwei walked into the kitchen on a familiar road, as if he were at home, and he was not polite to Qin Guan: "Go to wash vegetables, pick vegetables, and at night the staple food will heat up the assorted fried rice in the refrigerator. That was what I just made at noon today. I thought I can eat if I don’t come back late today." (To be continued.)