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Chapter 232 Looking at Huang Xiaoming with admiration(1/2)

Ding Xiu also saw Huang Xiaoming's play. It was indeed a pretentious performance, which was so arrogant.

They are all so arrogant when they are all driven by guns.

That is, acting. If you really encounter this situation, your mother who would have been beaten long ago would not recognize her.

Not to mention Huang Xiaoming, even Ding Xiu himself was pushed by someone with a gun, he would not dare to act rashly.

What a joke, someone can make a hole in your waist with a hooked finger.

Ding Xiu can still pull it if he is held on his neck by a knife, but he will be left with a gun. Holding his head with both hands is the only way out.

"Thank you Xiu Brother."

Huang Xiaoming forced out a very stiff smile, and the smile was even worse than bitterness.

The second time he was filming again, this time he gave up his acting style like a domineering president, and became much more dull. The director didn't shout until after the acting.

The filming continued. Feng Chengcheng had just gotten off the station and was robbed by Hengsan. A gunfight broke out on the spot.

In the chaos, Ding Xiu and Xu Wenqiang fought with Brother Kun who collected protection fees.

After learning so many days of martial arts, the martial arts movements finally came in handy. Without ambiguity, Huang Xiaoming slashed at the neck of the gangster holding a gun with a knife.

"ah!"

With his eyes rolled, the gangster fell to the ground and wailed.

The acting was very realistic.

Only the gangster knew that he was really in pain.

Huang Xiaoming didn't know if he was acting in martial arts scenes in a small way and he was a little unrestrained. After this knife was used, he almost broke his neck.

But as an extra, he could only lie down and follow the screams of the assistant director, otherwise his salary would be gone today.

He knocked down someone very easily, and Huang Xiaoming continued to attack the others, punching and kicking, and having a lot of fun.

Seeing this, the other people could only wait until their feet were about to kick them, and fell backwards instantly, causing injuries.

Huang Xiaoming's playing style made Ding Xiu's eyelids twitch. If he hadn't known that this guy had no grudge against the extra, he would have thought he was the second Zhang Weijian.

Xu clenched his fist and Ding Xiu punched the extra in the left face.

In an instant, the beaten extra closed his eyes and was ready to go back and iced his face.

There is no way, this is the job.

They have no culture, no acting skills, and no handsome face, so they can only be extras.

It hurts a lot if you get beaten and get beaten, but it’s better to get used to it.

"Bang!"

The impact of the fist hit the face, and the extra twisted his body and turned around and fell down.

I just lay on the ground and felt a little different.

This time my face doesn't hurt.

As I thought about it, I touched my face with my hand, it really didn't hurt.

In an instant, the extra almost knelt down and kowtowed to Ding Xiu a few times.

Not easy.

Meet a martial arts actor who can really stop his strength.

In order to make martial arts realistic, many directors require the actors to fight really hard, and they will only be good when they are shot. Although this drama is not real, it can be watched as the starring actors as much as possible.

For example, Huang Xiaoming, an amateur, has heavier fists and feet.

It’s not that he did this on purpose, sometimes there is nothing he can do.

The fist looks weak and the soft audience will curse people when they see it. If it is heavy, it will hurt people. The strength is difficult to grasp.

It must not only look powerful, but also be able to hit the body without any pain. This skill can only be achieved by actors who have been filmed in martial arts scenes, or martial arts practiced all year round.

The young man Ding Xiu was able to do this, and the extras were quite surprised, and after surprise, they were glad.

Fortunately, my opponent is Ding Xiu.

Look at the guys who were beaten by Huang Xiaoming, all their nosebleeds came out.

"Clang!"

While the extra was still feeling emotion, Ding Xiu kicked another extra, and the small cart that was pushing pears was knocked down.

This time I kicked the stiff chest, and I also retracted my strength.

Huang Xiaoming fucked three or four people.

In the station, gunfire sounds came one after another. The two looked at each other and said, "Go away."

After saying that, he ran in one direction.

Behind him, Brother Kun got up and shot at the backs of the two.

"Ka!"

"Pass!"

"Change the camera and take another shot."

Martial arts scenes are quite troublesome and cannot be passed. Especially for such group scenes, they have to give the shots to Ding Xiu and Huang Xiaoming. They also have to take care of the appearance of the extra actor after being injured.

It's fast to finish the film in half an hour.

Next, the second, the third, the fourth...

"Brother, let's change them!"

"I can't stand it anymore!"

Taking advantage of the starring's makeup, one extra was crying and begging another extra.

His play this morning was mainly beaten by Huang Xiaoming.

I can still withstand it once, twice or three times. I can't stand it after so many times. My teeth are a little loose, which hurts so much.

It costs 180 yuan a day, but those who don’t know think it’s a life-threatening one.

Let’s look at Ding Xiu’s side. The brothers who were beaten were blushing, laughing, talking and laughing.

The assistant director who was cut before was given the food to them, and it would be so delicious.

"Brother, this is all fate. I can't hold back Huang Xiaoming's fist. I gritted my teeth and endured it and passed it, very soon."

"Fuck, you can't be so ruthless."

"Brother, let me change it, I'll give you ten dollars."

"I'll be fifteen!"

"I'll give twenty!"

In order not to be beaten by Huang Xiaoming, a group of beaten actors tried their best to run to Ding Xiu's side.

Seeing that the more I talked, I started to quarrel, and I started to curse.

On the sidelines, Ding Xiu and Huang Xiaoming who were waiting for makeup were both alarmed.

Fearing that something happened, Huang Xiaoming's assistant was right in front of him, on Ding Xiu's side, Zhao Liying hid behind Ding Xiu early.

When she encountered such a thing, she was not panicked. These people were not enough for Ding Xiu to fight. She hid behind her to protect herself and did not serve as a burden to Ding Xiu.

"What arguing, do you want to do it?"

"what happen?"

The deputy director asked with a dark face, and after getting the answer, he shouted: "What you do is do this job. If you can do it, do it, don't get out of here!"

"Mad, don't let me hear the voices of the fellow men again."

"Cluster Head, who is the group head, please take care of it."

The one who gave the money was the old man. The assistant director kept saying a word, and everyone became honest and didn't say a word.

Those who can be extras are all the people at the bottom, so they dare not make trouble. They are so obedient after being yelled.

"Director Liu, is this happening?"

Huang Xiaoming asked with concern.

These people will be used later. He doesn't want something to happen, otherwise it will affect the shooting.

The deputy director who was called was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say for a while. After thinking about it, he said: "They think that, what, it's a bit heavy to start when fighting."

Huang Xiaoming's first reaction was to look at Ding Xiu. Ding Xiu was practicing martial arts with great strength. He also saw that he became cruel when he hit people.

"Brother Xiu, you said you are really good. How can these little arms and legs withstand your hit?"

"There is an uncle in his forties inside. What should I do if I get beaten up?"

Ding Xiu: "..."
To be continued...
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