The Salted Fish Invading the Entertainment Circle

Chapter 186 The Simplest Shot
More than half a month later, in Nangarhar Province, Afghanistan, in a small desert with relatively flat terrain.

There is a small village composed of more than a dozen earthen houses faintly behind the hill;

About 1 mile away from the village, a crew of hundreds of people set up densely packed rows of tents along the small hills on the edge of the desert, and several water tank trucks and other messy vehicles parked there quietly. There is an army stationed here.

In a tent, Yang Zhu looked at a man and a woman beside him speechlessly, as well as dozens of security personnel mixed in with the crew, and touched his nose:

"Now that we have safely arrived at the filming location, my ancestors, can you stop following us 24 hours a day?"

The man in casual clothes smiled, then pretended not to hear, and kept wiping the sweat on his forehead with a towel, while complaining about the hotness here;
Seeing that Yang Zhu's face was getting a little worried, the woman named Li Lan finally said:
"Mr. Yang, this is a foreign country after all, and you know the current situation in Afghanistan,"

"Although this is not a major military conflict zone, there are not many local armed forces."

Speaking of this, Li Lan, who had clarified the point, stopped, and she was unwilling to say anything more about the rest.

At this time, the man named Liu Jiong finally spoke, and said in a slightly teasing tone:

"That's right, Director Zhao specifically ordered our team to protect your safety, not even a single hair is allowed to fall out, how dare we leave?"

"Besides, Li Lan is a flower in our bureau. How many people want to perform missions with her but can't get it. Now that she protects you 24 hours a day, are you willing to let her go?"

Yang Zhu looked at Li Lan, who had a pretty face, and curled his lips disapprovingly. There are no such beauties in the entertainment industry, and he really doesn't care for such a proud and borderless woman surrounded by him.

Besides, although this level of protection highlights its importance, it is really not a good experience for the parties involved.

Along the way, his food, clothing, housing, and transportation will be checked by Li Lan in advance, and there will be people following him wherever he goes, even if he goes to the bathroom, Liu Jiong will never leave, and even when he is a big girl, he has to open the door , completely ignoring the fuming of ammonia gas.

Yang Zhu, who was always lazy, could not bear this, but no matter what he said, these security personnel who worked in three shifts just ignored him and did not even allow the most basic privacy.

If it were you, there would be a man staring at you even when you were taking a shower, don't you feel scared?
So, the somewhat collapsed Yang Daguan took out his phone and reported the situation to the higher authorities, asking not to be so exaggerated. In the end, the higher authorities only laughed and comforted him with gentle words, but ignored his request at all, and only talked about the filming location. Once safety is confirmed, the security level will naturally be temporarily adjusted according to the actual situation.

Unexpectedly, all the way to the shooting location without any danger, these little ancestors still followed in such an "intimate" way, Yang Daguan, who was on the verge of collapse, had to accept his fate, and kept comforting himself: "Tomorrow will be better, tomorrow will be better!"

Then he collapsed on the camp bed, ignoring the heat, just put the blanket over his head, and fell asleep forcibly;
And Li Lan and Liu Jiong looked at each other. The man jumped out of the tent and started walking around as if nothing happened, while the woman sat on the pony with a blank expression, just staring at the lying down. Yang Zhu didn't move at all, only the blinking eyelashes from time to time let people see that the girl was alive...

………………

On the second day, after a simple start-up ceremony, the crew hurriedly made preparations;
An hour later, the assistant director in charge of props and the prop master in the crew found Yang Zhu together, and said a little angrily, "Director Yang, what do those people do, and what do they mean?"

Yang Zhu looked in the direction pointed by the assistant director, and saw several security personnel carefully inspecting every prop gun and knife, and even the props and ammunition were carefully inspected one by one in their hands.

Yang Zhu naturally knew why the two would-be ghosts. Under normal circumstances, this kind of behavior was a blatant questioning of their professionalism and ethics. There was nothing more embarrassing than this.

but……

From the above point of view, now belongs to the "extraordinary period"!

Yang Zhu shrugged helplessly, then turned to look at the female puppet beside him without saying a word.

In desperation, Li Lan could only speak:
"In 1993, Bruce Lee's son Li Guohao was hit in the abdomen by a real bullet fired from a prop gun on the set, and died after rescue failed;"

"In April 2008, "My Team Leader, My Team", Guo Yan, the leader of the pyrotechnics team, accidentally detonated the buried explosives during an on-site inspection, and his chest was pierced by shrapnel, and he died;"

"Similarly in April 2008, when "4: Quantum of Comfort" was filming in Lake Garda, the actor driving an Aston Martin lost control and crashed into a roadside parapet, seriously injured his head. It is not ruled out that the vehicle has a mechanical accident."

After finishing speaking, Li Lan closed his mouth again and stopped speaking.

The assistant director and the prop master were so choked that they couldn't speak when they heard the words, and their colleagues these days also made them faintly feel the origins of this group of people. Although Li Lan just gave three examples mechanically, but The meaning behind it is quite profound,
Thinking that if they still expressed their dissatisfaction or didn't cooperate, they might be deprived of their hats, and the two of them had cold sweat on their foreheads, and they didn't dare to speak anymore...

After tossing and tossing for more than an hour, all the props were inspected. Seeing Liu Jiong walking over and nodding, Yang Zhu picked up the loudspeaker:
"The first scene of "Lone Wolf", the first shot, ACTION!"

………………

Behind a few small hills, in a small village composed of a dozen or so square earthen houses, three or four militants with AK74s were standing guard vigilantly. He unloaded boxes of food and supplies from his body, and then carried out his newly woven carpet and a small bag from the house to the mule team merchant;

The mule team merchant poured out a dozen lapis lazuli and sapphires from the small bag, frowned somewhat dissatisfied, but finally shrugged his shoulders, bowed and pressed his right hand to his chest, nodded, and said, "Anjigali tribute".

The camera zooms out, an empty desert, full of stones and sporadic weeds;
Suddenly, right under my nose, the shape of a small patch of ground changed, and a gun barrel stretched out.
The camera zoomed in, and it became clear that this was a sniper hiding there with oil makeup on his face and a ghillie suit.

The slender sniper looked at the people in the village through the scope with a fine mesh, and then pressed his ears: "Sir, there are three AK13s at 3 o'clock, and two AK74s at 11 o'clock. No snipers have been found." And heavy weapons, OVER!"

When the camera turned, behind a slightly larger stone, a mercenary with obvious Iron Cross temperament and outline was holding a monocular telescope also covered with a fine mesh to observe carefully:

"Manbear, our task this time is to destroy the village occupied by the anti-government organization, but those mule teams are not included in the task,"

"However, Afghans are very united when dealing with outsiders, and those mule teams also have weapons. I'm afraid they will hear the news and come back to support,"

"So, I need you to use machine guns to create a suppression belt when the mule team returns to prevent them from joining the village. Can you do that?"

"Remember, you can only suppress, without my order, you can't hurt the mule team!"

As soon as the camera turned, Ivanov, who was lying on a few rocks, was holding an M60. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were somewhat manic. The Art of Repression!"

Then, Ivanov complained into the earphone very unhappily: "Damn, why did I think of joining this son of a bitch [Lone Wolf Mercenary Corps]!?"

"There are only [PSC] licenses (private security companies), and the number of them is pitifully small,"

"And with such a commander, this is not allowed, and that is not allowed;"

"You might as well take us to merge with [Holy Cross Mercenary Corps], they like you the most!"

The camera cut, and the remaining mercenaries reacted differently, and two even laughed.

Jazz still stared at the village with binoculars with a serious face, and said lightly: "We are wolves, not hyenas!"

"If possible, I don't even want to be a wolf!"

Hearing this, Ivanov twitched the corner of his mouth disapprovingly, showing a very ironic smile, looking sideways at the village, but his eyes were full of bloodthirsty desire, and then he couldn't help but gently licked it with his tongue. licked my lips...

"CUT!"

Yang Zhu frowned, and called a few actors over. After they gathered, Yang Zhu scanned their company first, and said in a deep voice:
"I am very dissatisfied with your performance, you are a piece of garbage!"

As a mercenary, Ivanov didn't care about Yang Zhu's fragrant mouth. After all, it was [-] times worse than this. They talked about it every day, but said innocently:
"Yang, we're not actors in the first place, so don't blame us if we don't perform well!"

Yang Zhu smiled maliciously, then suddenly kicked over, kicking the unprepared Ivanov half a meter away, and then said to the other guarded mercenaries:

"So, as a real mercenary, you can't even act out the tension on the battlefield?"

"Look at your expressions just now, I didn't know, I thought you were playing real CS!"

Jazz looked at Ivanov, who held his stomach and rubbed it a few times, and then stood up with nothing to do. Knowing that Yang Zhu was merciful and didn't hit hard at all, the anger in his heart subsided a lot, and he argued:

"But this is not a real battlefield. We really can't be nervous!"

Yang Zhu showed his white teeth and smiled brilliantly:
"so……"

"I thought of a good way to make you nervous,"

"Although it is not as effective as the real battlefield, it is enough!"

Out of intuition, Jazz had a bad premonition, and was about to ask what to do.
But suddenly his eyes blurred, his body soared into the air, and then he felt the bone-piercing pain from his ribs and forearm;
"Damn, play for real! I seem to have broken a bone!"

Jazz, whose mind was a little blank, saw Yang Zhu, who was smiling ferociously, turned sideways, and then kicked another mercenary with a lightning-like kick...

…………

After more than ten minutes, Yang Zhu watched the seven mercenaries fall to the ground, rolling around in cold sweat, gritted their teeth and groaned from time to time;

Only then nodded in satisfaction, patted the dust on his body, rubbed the painful parts that were accidentally hit just now, and beckoned: "Medical staff, come here and treat them, restore the bone position !"

"Remember, don't wipe their faces or sweat, don't give them anesthesia, just straighten their bones!"

Then he said kindly to the group of mercenaries:

"When the bone is in place, press the wound immediately, look in the mirror, and remember the expression at that moment;"

"Then get back to me right away, and retake the shot just now;"

"If you still haven't passed the test by then..."

"Hey, you guys understand!"

When the mercenaries heard the words, their faces turned red, and they stared at Yang Zhu angrily. The expression mixed with fear, unwillingness, anger and murderous aura made Yang Zhu snap his fingers in satisfaction.

The assistant director, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately took a photo with Polaroid and handed it over.

Yang Zhu narrowed his eyes and said with a sinister smile: "Look at this photo carefully, you can use it in the future!"

After speaking, he waved his hand again, and a group of medical staff with complex expressions rushed over and set their bones on the spot.

Liu Jiong and Li Lan, who were planning to protect each other at the beginning, swept away the mercenaries who were smoking and sweating, and looked at Yang Zhu in shock:

They never expected that what they want to protect is such a master. Based on the performance just now, unless it is using guns or poisoning, otherwise this guy doesn't need to protect himself at all?
Liu Jiong swallowed his saliva: "Didn't you say that the first scene of the opening scene often has to choose the easiest shot to shoot, so as to get a good start?"

Yang Zhu nodded as a matter of course: "Yes, this is the least difficult scene in the whole movie!"

Liu Jiong choked for a moment, all seven people were beaten to fractures, it turned out to be the simplest scene! ?
What about the more difficult shots?
Do you have to break an arm or a leg?
Just as Liu Jiong was in deep self-doubt, Li Lan suddenly spoke:

"So, that's why you insisted on having more than a dozen medical staff and a medical vehicle?"

Although Yang Zhu didn't want to pay attention to this woman, he didn't want to make the relationship between the two parties too rigid, so he nodded: "Yes, these things are not only to prevent accidents, but for these actors, medical treatment is also a It will be their regular item in the future!"

Hearing Yang Zhu's off-screen meaning, Li Lan couldn't help shaking her body. According to this meaning, this group of mercenaries basically have to be beaten up every day, in order to... "Keep the state "?
At this moment, Li Lan, who had never paid much attention to the entertainment industry, suddenly felt,

It seems that being an actor is a very risky profession...

(End of this chapter)