Wen Zheng shouted at the top of his lungs, "actiong!"
The clapperboard snapped shut in front of the camera, and the actors, cameramen, etc. instantly got into gear.
In the twilight.
A group of terrorists wearing black hoods and holding weapons escorted several Hunter Academy students across the water suspension bridge.
After arriving at the water cell area, the students were tied up and knelt on the ground.
"Kneel down! Hurry up!"
"You, you, bow your head! Kneel down! Hurry up!"
"Don't move! Kneel down!"
"Da da da!"
The bullets grazed the students' scalps, and the terrorists pinned the students' heads to the ground.
The leading villain slowly appears.
After a few breaths, he said: "Lift up your head if you are an officer!"
The students whose heads were covered with cloth bags puffed up their chests.
"You guys have a bit of a soldier's backbone. I want to see what you look like."
At the request of the villain, the terrorists took off the cloth bags covering the heads of the students one by one.
Under the firelight, the elite students from all over the world had different expressions.
There is fear, confusion, and laziness...
When the two special forces trainees from the Dragon Kingdom showed their faces, the villain knelt down and looked them over, poked their faces with a whip and asked:
"Are you Korean? Japanese?"
Xiaolong retorted with disdain: "You are from Japan! Bah!"
"Bang!"
The villain knocked Xiao Long down with one punch, and then kicked him hard.
Wang Hui hurriedly shouted: "Don't fight! I said!"
The villain stepped on Xiaolong's face, stopped and looked at him.
Wang Hui said: "I tell you, we are from the Dragon Kingdom!"
"People from the Dragon Kingdom?"
The villain pinched Wang Hui's face and said sternly: "Tell me who the commander is!"
"Hehehe, I am!"
Wang Hui smiled cruelly and suddenly took action. He put the big villain into the water with his head. The terrorists on the shore saw this and started beating him again.
The villain stood in the water and said angrily: "Lock them all up! Lock them up!"
"Stuck! Passed!"
Wen Zheng finished shouting, but there was no applause at the scene.
It's not that everyone isn't excited, it's just that they have seen too many scenes that have gone so well these past few days.
Zhang Lin leaned on the chair next to Wen Zheng with a cigarette in his mouth, acting like it had nothing to do with him. When the filming was over, he just turned over and continued to lie down.
In the morning, Wen Zheng, who had been watching for several days, took over the director's position, and at noon, he was successfully laid off.
He had to admire Wen Zheng's speed in getting started. Others were creating movies and looking for the beauty in the shots, but Wen Zheng gave him the feeling that he was recreating the template in his mind. Many directors should have tried to select the best.
Things, this guy can actually arrange them all in one go.
Simply outrageous!
"Every unit is preparing for the next show. The camera positions are arranged according to my previous arrangements. For videography, remember what I just told you..."
In order to ensure efficiency, Wen Zheng gave instructions one by one again.
"Old Zhao! You're going to cause trouble later!"
"Oh... don't worry."
Not long after.
Shooting started again.
The terrorists put the practitioners into water cells and began to torture them severely.
They either hung the soldiers upside down and immersed them in the water, or pressed the soldiers' heads into gasoline barrels filled with water, or beat them with whips and kicks...
"Tell me! Who is your commander!"
The sounds of torture, interrogation, curses, and wailings resounded endlessly.
The camera soon came to Zhao Xin.
A foreign soldier with a bandage on his head was hung on a shelf, with his whole body in the shape of a big Chinese character.
Zhao Xin, wearing a black hood, whipped foreign soldiers with a whip.
He said sternly: "Say it or not! Say it or not!"
The foreign soldier actor vomited: "Fakeyu! tui!" As expected, a mouthful of thick phlegm spat on Zhao Xin's face.
Zhao Xin was stunned.
He was already resentful about not being able to show his face while wearing a hood, but when a mouthful of thick phlegm was spat on him, the resentment in his heart instantly turned into real anger.
"Fuck!"
He threw the whip, picked up the big iron pliers next to him, clamped it around the soldier's neck, and said ferociously: "I want you to try this! You drafted it, how dare you vomit me! You really think you are a foreign uncle! These days
You are the only ones who always stir up trouble. I will serve you delicious food and drink. Will you be under closed management soon? Can’t you show some professionalism after taking the money? I will pinch you to death!"
"Ah! Fakeyu!"
The foreign soldier actor only thought that this ruthless gangster was too dedicated, and he became anxious at the moment, and continued to curse with a ferocious face, followed by another mouthful of thick phlegm.
Zhao Xin simply threw away the iron tongs and punched the guy in the stomach.
After filming the surveillance video, Zhang Lin stared at the screen and couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Zhao's acting skills are good. Although he keeps mumbling, the dubbing can be solved later. It's a pity that he can't show his face, otherwise this part will definitely be real."
Wen Zheng was stunned for a moment and hurriedly shouted: "It's stuck! It's stuck! Stop it! Damn it! Old Zhao, stop it!"
Wen Zheng had already noticed something was wrong, but the staff, who had not dared to enter the venue to dissuade him without saying a word, rushed into the venue one after another and pulled the two people apart.
Wen Zheng stepped forward and patted the pale foreign actor, and said with a smile: "Good performance. This part is very real. I'll give you a few more shots later."
Zhao Xin quickly realized what was wrong with him and managed his expression to the extreme in an instant.
He walked along the steps given by Wen Zheng, walked up and patted the foreign actor's arm, and said with a smile: "Sorui, you were so devoted in your performance just now. Your performance was great! Thanks to you, otherwise I would have definitely acted this time.
Smashed."
After listening to the interpreter, the foreign soldier could only wave his hands angrily and said: "Remember to serve steak and red wine for dinner tonight. Zhao, you really screwed up your performance."
Zhao Xin chuckled.
Was the acting bad?
Oh, why do I feel like the fun has just begun?
Wen Zheng pulled him aside and asked, "How come you are so hot!"
Zhao Xin said confidently: "I am in charge of logistics these days, but they are the foreigners who are the most demanding. They want special food and drink, single room accommodation, and they are just provocative. They also want women, otherwise we will go on strike. Tell me about it.
, the outskirts of their hometown are full of old women, who will leave as soon as they land and spend the night. Where can I find such people for them? I have to talk to them to stabilize them. I don’t even dare to let you know about this.
.”
Wen Zheng patted his shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Thank you for your hard work."
Zhao Xin waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, I know that everything is based on the overall situation."
Fortunately, this small episode did not affect the filming progress.
The next day.
Wen Zheng and Zhang Lin went into battle together and filmed the shootout scene in the resort community where the main body had just been built.
For the scene on the ship at the end of the film, Zhao Xin also used his connections to find a freighter, but in the final scene where the freighter exploded, Wen Zheng replaced it with a model.
Although it looks fake if you look closely, for Wen Zheng, this is the best he can do.
Even if there is support from Zhang Lin's unit, it is only in terms of manpower and equipment, and where money really needs to be spent, he has to come from him.
No, after the ending scenes were filmed, Zhang Lin transferred two helicopters specially used for filming from his unit to reshoot all the helicopter scenes at once.
Although they only charge a gas fee, when the propeller of a helicopter rotates, it really costs money like water.
For another example, in the scene of killing a crocodile, in order to pursue realism, the crocodile was real, but in order to save some money, the bloody scenes were replaced with cheap blood packs, and the crocodile was sent back after the scene was over.
After all, it is still too poor.
The afternoon of the ninth day of continuous shooting.
With the entire crew hurrying and working hard day and night, the crew finally finished shooting the last scene.
"Out of the Amazon" wraps up!
Wen was staring at the editing, while Zhang Lin was the first to return to the unit to report.
after one day.
The ninety-minute finished film was sent to the Longguo TV Drama Production Center. Although Director Li had heard Zhang Lin's praise of Wen Zheng, when he saw the finished film in front of him, he still felt that it was very unreal.
Is it really possible to shoot a movie in nine days?
Could it be that Zhang Lin is not good at refuting Wen Zheng's face, so he let me be the bad guy?