From Xiangjiang Martial Arts in the 70s

Chapter 1

Early in the morning, Wu Jiawan hugged her shirt to cover the drizzle and ran to the set. There was news in the group that a group performance was selected at 4:[-] this morning, and everyone was vying for this opportunity.

Some are for a meal ticket, and those from better-off families are fighting for a chance to become famous. Those who are truly capable and have a background simply disdain this kind of chance.

Wu Jiawan lives in a suburb ten kilometers away from the crew, and the rent is cheap, and the nearby restaurants are naturally not expensive.

In this day of getting up early and returning home late, family members often persuade them: "Son, how can you have a head in this day? Maybe one day you will lose your income. What will you do when you get old?"

The cool air hit her face. Wu Jiawan's round arms, strong body, and towering height of over 1.8 meters caught the crowd's attention.

"Come on, hurry up."

Seeing Wu Jiawan, the aunt who delivered breakfast at the door enthusiastically pushed him into the room.

The place where the cast was cast was an old house, which was once built for filming. Wu Jiawan wiped the rainwater off his face, and unexpectedly saw the middle-aged man in the compound, wearing a pair of stained sneakers, walking back and forth in the rain." "Papa" walked, the beard on his face was not shaved, and he looked sloppy.

Wu Jiawan couldn't help sighing secretly: "We are under the same roof, if you don't have a little vision, you really think of this assistant director as a box lunch seller."

"Hey, I'm really mad at you." Sister Liu, the team leader, gritted her teeth and stomped her feet angrily when she saw Wu Jiawan, pointed at Wu Jiawan and said, "Look, what time is it? I don't know how many people are waiting to eat this bowl now meal."

Sister Liu knocked on her watch, and continued to curse with an expression of hating iron for not making steel: "When I need you, I can't find anyone everywhere."

When Wu Jiawan heard this, a shock flashed in her mind, it seems that today's casting is a good idea.

Resisting the excitement in her heart, Wu Jiawan watched the crowd standing in front of him all put on their costumes. Wu Jiawan cheekily found someone and asked, "Brother, did you say anything about the drama? Are there any shortages?"

"It's late. There is no shortage of people this time."

Although the person who replied was not as handsome as Wu Jiawan in appearance and was a head shorter in height, he showed a proud expression in his costume.What matters on the set is efficiency, and I have never heard of delaying the start of work because of that extra actor.

Wu Jiawan was in trouble, suddenly a person came out from the side and pulled Wu Jiawan to the side involuntarily.

"Who are you?"

Wu Jiawan looked up and saw that the man was wearing half-length costumes.

The man said hastily: "I see you are looking for a job. I just happen to be in a hurry. I'll give you this costume, and I don't want much. It's 50 yuan. I'm not in vain."

I thought it was a good thing that the pie fell from the sky, but when I heard the 50 yuan, Wu Jiawan felt a shock in my heart.Seeing Wu Jiawan hesitated, the man didn't say much, and reached out to greet those who had no work in the distance.

"Come on, 50 yuan."

Wu Jiawan readily gave the man 50 yuan, put on the costume that the man took off, and stood in the line.

The payment of 50 yuan was really unpleasant. The reward for showing up for a morning was 200 yuan, so he could still earn a hundred and fifty yuan. Thinking of this, Wu Jiawan was relieved. It was better than having no work all morning.

But when she raised her head, she met Sister Liu just now. The distance between the two was not far away, and Sister Liu didn't show any strange expression, so she naturally ignored this little inside story.

This show is unusual, with a lot of traffic, and there are two well-known directors in the group.What Wu Jiawan and his cohorts need to do is to arrange their positions according to the camera positions in advance before the main actors arrive, and familiarize themselves with the identities of the roles they are playing.

Wu Jiawan was wearing a white brocade woven elegant gown, playing the role of a passer-by son, in exchange for a scene where no one else showed his face, just wandering around for a cutscene.

Wu Jiawan is different, just like studying in school, the teacher can always see self-righteous classmates doing small tricks when standing on the podium, even if it fails once, if she persists in the long run, she will always be caught by others one day.

No matter how bad things get, Sister Liu will reward him with an extra bowl of rice because of his energy.

The unshaven uncle was an assistant director before. In fact, he just graduated a few years ago. It is said that he has some relationship with investors and has the title of an assistant director.

Sister Liu followed Director Mao to inspect all the way. Although these group performers were carefully selected, people from all corners of the country have their own characteristics. These are not big problems at all in Sister Liu's opinion.

"You don't know that all the high-quality extras in the city are here, many of them are from famous schools."

Director Mao cast a resentful glance at the group performers on the street, amused by Sister Liu's words, and said casually, "Find someone I have seen and seen, and graduated from which prestigious school?"

Sister Liu looked a bit embarrassed, but then she came up with an idea and pulled Director Mao to walk in one direction.

While speaking, Director Mao caught a glimpse of a young man with a bit of vigor and vigor in his eyes, so he couldn't help leaning towards him.

Sister Liu was secretly happy, the person in front of her was Wu Jiawan.

When Wu Jiawan saw Director Liu approaching, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He subconsciously stopped his steps and stood up straighter.

"Is this a graduate from a prestigious school?" Director Mao was about to praise this young man when he vaguely saw a pair of sweatpants underneath the white long coat.

"Put your legs out."

Wu Jiawan smiled honestly, but she couldn't take a step forward with this foot, and replied without thinking: "Ah? What's wrong?"

What's going on with this kid today?Director Mao pretended not to hear you talking, and Sister Liu was anxious, so she secretly pinched Wu Jiawan.

Wu Jiawan held back the pain, and still had that simple and honest smile on her face.

"Hi Director Mao, my name is Wu Jiawan." After saying that, he bowed down and stretched out his right hand.

Director Mao didn't talk nonsense with Wu Jiawan, he kicked Wu Jiawan's shoes hidden under his coat, and pushed Wu Jiawan back with his hands.

What kind of body is Wu Jiawan, let the other party push and push without retreating at all, Sister Liu saw the trickiness in it like a human being, she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to arrange pants for Wu Jiawan beforehand, and she couldn't take care of this small mistake right now, and threw He grabbed Wu Jiawan's waist fiercely.

Wu Jiawan couldn't help but take two steps away, and at the same time revealed the sneakers hidden under the coat.

"My boy, where are your shoes?" Sister Liu shouted at the top of her voice, afraid that others would not hear her.

"It's not right to fit your shoes, where are your shoes?"

Director Mao asked with staring eyes.

When Wu Jiawan took the costume from the man, he was a little confused. He said that it was better to have a long gown to cover the lack of pants, but without shoes, it would inevitably be worn. But the man said that it was only the upper body of the play, so he just No shoes were provided.

"Fuck, what time is it? The actors are about to be seated, what are you doing? Come out for me, and I'll ask you where are these shoes?"

Director Mao pulled Wu Jiawan out of the scene. For a moment, everyone watching the excitement was attracted by the commotion.

"Don't be angry, just now someone said that he was busy and asked me to replace him, so he didn't give him any shoes, just this outfit."

Wu Jiawan couldn't afford to offend this person. Although it was not his fault, he could understand the mood of the assistant director in front of him and did not argue with his rough tone.

"Damn, who are you looking for?" Director Mao turned his back and walked a little further, and then greeted Sister Liu.

"I haven't even put on my shoes. I'm just standing there looking stupid. How can I do my job? Do you know that the great director this time is Li Yingshuo? He has always been very strict with details like this. Didn't you mean to cause trouble for me?"

Hearing Director Mao scolding herself at the top of her voice, Wu Jiawan was a little upset. I came to work part-time, and I don't owe you Director Mao money. You are a director and you are awesome, but I am not your servant.

"What are you talking about? Did you pick it up in the market? Does it show that you have a loud voice?"

Wu Jiawan was not afraid of scolding. He wished that the other party had some backbone and would just attack him. He couldn't beat her to death.

Seeing that Wu Jiawan was not afraid, Director Mao shrank his head and turned to Sister Liu and said, "Go! Let him take off this costume. An egg ruined everyone's cake. Don't let this kind of person I saw it."

Sister Liu nodded quickly, turned around and said to Wu Jiawan, "Look for the props team, and the things will be compensated according to the original price."

"Yes, you must pay for the lost things." Director Liu interjected.

"I said, I didn't lose it. Don't you have a signed book in your hand, and you will know who it is when you check it."

"Of course I have a sign-in book in my hand, but now that the costume is in your hands, what if they run away? And the costume has changed hands and lost, who can tell? What if it was lost after changing hands?"

Being cheated of 50 yuan is bad luck, and now she has to pay for this costume. Wu Jiawan knows that Sister Liu is deliberately embarrassing herself.

A new crew may come to this place next month, but Sister Liu, who is responsible for building a group and recruiting people, has hundreds of extras in her hands.

If you offend Sister Liu, maybe your name won't even appear on the candidate list in the future.

"Sister Liu, it's really not me. We have worked together for a while. I get up early and stay late every day. I always do things according to my duty."

Wu Jiawan has been dealing with Sister Liu for two or three years, so she can help herself to be fair.The props in the group are basically not mass-produced. Shoes like this are designed by others, and the price is ridiculously high.

"Don't come if you can't afford it."

Sister Liu said in a disgusted tone, joking outside, Sister Liu still regarded Wu Changyun as her own, and on the set, this cheap relationship was worthless.

Okay, there are really tens of thousands of extras. If I can’t pay for it, why should I ask Sister Liu to pay for it?
Wu Jiawan smiled bitterly and gritted his teeth. No one would be short of the 800 yuan, but even with this tone, if he didn't say it, Wu Jiawan would look down on himself in the future.

"In this world, no one should always think of bullying others. Feng Shui turns around. If you lose something, call the police."

Wu Jiawan took off her costume, threw it on Sister Liu's shoulder angrily, and walked out of the venue without looking back.Don't care about your mother's leading role, what shit schedule, I quit.Seeing Wu Jiawan walking away, Director Mao cursed again at the top of his voice to slander Wu Jiawan's character.

It was raining heavily outside, Wu Jiawan stood at the bus station and waited for a long time, picked up the phone and wanted to call home, but after much deliberation, he decided to forget this kind of news.

I can't help but feel that it has been difficult for many years. Although there is no such thing as a sign between people, the stakes determine everything. It is too difficult to get ahead in the film and television industry.

At this moment, the roar of the engine came from the ear, and Wu Jiawan raised her head in shock, only to see a dazzling light shining in the hazy rain, and then her head buzzed, and her body flew up uncontrollably.

With this collision, Wu Jiawan's soul traveled to Hong Kong in 1973, and a boy riding a bicycle on the street shouted: "Big news, the Chinese star Bruce Lee died unexpectedly."

Wu Jiawan squeezed the space between his eyebrows. He still had lingering fears from the thrilling scene just now. He straightened up and found himself lying on a big bunk, and beside him lay a few shirtless young men with strong muscles. They all looked like trained Lian Jiazi.

"Chang Yun, what's the matter with you? It's not time to get up yet? Did you do somersault yesterday?"

The person speaking next to him was Fushun, who was the third oldest among his peers in Wu Xing, and the host of Wu Jiawan's soul at this moment was Changyun, the youngest sixth.

(End of this chapter)