Working Diary of a Buddhist Teenager

"Mr. Wu, you have also seen that my martial arts level really needs to be improved, you see..."

"Can you talk well, don't you, you, am I so old?" Wu Feng took a big sip of milk tea to show that he cared about the address.

"Oh, when are you free, teacher?"

"No time!" Wu Feng turned around, deliberately turned his back to Yun Ruosheng.

Yun Ruosheng thought about it, he probably didn't offend Wu Feng today, teacher, why...

Yun Ruosheng turned his eyes and found that although Wu Feng was impatient, he didn't walk away. It seemed that they could still be discussed.

"Mr. Wu, I'm a newcomer in acting, and it's the first time I've come into contact with these martial arts moves and coercion. I feel very sorry for wasting everyone's time today because of this scene, so I want to see if you have time, teacher. I think Practice yourself."

Wu Feng turned around and looked Yun Ruosheng up and down.

Yun Ruosheng let Wu Feng look at him, looked at Wu Feng with his eyes, and insisted.

"Okay, I don't care, the key is the employees under me. If you practice coercion, their cooperation is indispensable, you..."

"Overtime pay is easy to talk about." Yun Ruosheng waved his hand generously.

Wu Feng didn't intend to get overtime pay either. After all, the contract provided by the crew stipulated the work of cooperating with the actors in the crew's practice. He just wanted to get some benefits for his employees, such as drinks and supper.

"Then you don't need to buy it, just like today's milk tea a few more times." Wu Feng still has an attitude of nostrils towards Yun Ruosheng, but Yun Ruosheng doesn't care, he can see that Wu Feng is not like him. like that.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when the work was over, and the staff moved the equipment and transported them to the warehouse in a unified manner.

Wu Feng waved to Yun Ruosheng: "Boy, do you want to practice at night?"

Wu Feng pointed to the sky and asked.

Eight o'clock in the evening in winter is already very late, the temperature drops rapidly, and the chill penetrates directly into the bones of people.

"Of course, it's just..." Yun Ruosheng's tone was hesitant.

"What? Looking for an excuse?" Wu Feng mocked unceremoniously.

"No, I'm just worried that it's so late and it will delay your rest."

Wu Feng rolled his eyes: "If you don't want to come, just say it, even without you, we will be busy until midnight at night, whether love will come or not."

After Wu Feng left these words, he was about to get into the car. When he turned around and closed the door, Yun Ruosheng sprinted and squeezed into the car.

Wu Feng retracted his hand: "Close the door!"

Yun Ruosheng closed the car door, took out his mobile phone and told Liu Sitong to leave him alone when he went back.

Liu Sitong, who was searching all over the woods but couldn't find anyone, was relieved when he saw the message on his phone.

She just went to work, and she has experienced so much.

First, Yun Ruosheng was accidentally injured while filming, but this time Liu Sitong thought he had missed Yun Ruosheng and lost him.

Wu Feng's car followed the big truck in front.

Because it is not allowed to stay overnight in the woods, it is inconvenient for people to watch, so once the filming is over, these equipments have to be shipped out and put in the warehouse.

Yun Ruosheng moved things with Wu Feng and the others, and they didn't pack them until after nine o'clock.

Wu Feng specially left an open space in the middle, spread a thick sponge mat, and said to Yun Ruosheng: "Aren't you going to practice, come on."

Yun Ruosheng looked at the steel wire hanging in mid-air: "Then it will be hard for you."

Li Sitong waited in the hotel until after ten o'clock and didn't hear anything. At this time, the takeaway boy called: "Hi, I have delivered the takeaway, remember to give a five-star praise."

"Hello, can you show me what everyone is doing?"

The takeaway boy put down the takeaway, looked at the people flying around in the warehouse, and hesitated: "Probably at work."

"okay, thank you."

When Yun Ruosheng returned to the hotel, he just opened the door and saw that the door next door was also opened, it was Liu Sitong.

"Boss, why did you come back? What time did you check?"

Seeing that Liu Sitong was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, Yun Ruosheng smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, you don't have to wait for me to come back, go to sleep."

Liu Sitong wanted to say something else, but Yun Ruosheng gently pushed Liu Sitong into the room and closed the door.

Yun Ruosheng didn't expect to practice so late.

Today I just practiced a few simple moves, and then under Wu Feng's guidance, I started to practice the martial arts moves that will appear tomorrow.

Wu Feng has strict requirements, and Yun Ruosheng naturally wants to practice to the best of his ability, and when two people who strive for perfection meet together, it is especially time consuming.

Because it is a costume drama, Yun Ruosheng needs to get up early to put on makeup.

Still in the same forest, the staff moved the equipment early in the morning and put it in place.

Wu Feng personally put on Yun Ruosheng's coercive clothes, his face still stinky: "I didn't forget the practice last night."

Yun Ruosheng was about to shake his head when Wu Feng said, "You better not forget, hehe."

"Okay, all departments are in place!"

Yun Ruosheng was hung up on a tree and stood there.

"three!"

With the force of the steel rope, Yun Ruosheng's height became higher and higher.

"two!"

Yun Ruosheng tried to stabilize his figure in the air, with one leg slightly bent, two arms spread out, and a sword in his left hand.

"One, A!"

The height of the coercion dropped rapidly, because of the faster speed, the costume on Yun Ruosheng fluttered, outlining a slender and tall figure, and the white gauze on the veiled hat also floated backwards, half hanging behind the ears, half sticking to the face, Although Yun Ruosheng's face was painted with scar makeup, but under the cover of the white gauze, it showed a bit of hazy beauty.

From the monitors in front of Li Tianrui, from different angles, especially from the side, Yun Ruosheng showed half of his face.

Wen Yueze had scars on his face, and the white gauze floated by, looming.

Yun Ruosheng and Diao Weiya's staff had practiced countless times last night.

Yun Ruosheng floated downwards with the pressure of coercion. When he was close to the branch, he tiptoed, and Yun Ruosheng began to rise again, and then swooped down. When he was about to reach the ground, Yun Ruosheng drew his sword sharply.

Yun Ruosheng landed on his toes, without pausing, he took two quick steps forward and swung his sword.

The whole movement is smooth and flowing, as if it can really fly.

"Okay, let's go!"

The clip of flying down from the tree finally passed, and the eyes of the surrounding staff were full of surprise:

I didn't shoot a good clip yesterday, and I went through it today?

The staff were a little bit unbelievable, but the assistant director was already shouting to arrange the camera positions, and it seemed that the next scene was going to be filmed.

The next scene is still this scene, it is the scene of Wen Yueze fighting with the bandits, and An Junhao escapes in a dangerous way.

The shooting of fighting scenes is still a long-standing problem, and directors generally work slowly one scene at a time.

The coercion on Yun Ruosheng's body has not gone yet, and there is another action to be used in a while.

"A!"

Yun Ruosheng swung his sword and performed a set of moves with the three groups in front of him. Two knives stretched out from one side to the left and one right, and Yun Ruosheng's sword was blocked by the three big knives in front.

Yun Ruosheng leaned back, his upper body and waist were in a line, almost flush with the ground, and slid backwards along the force of his waist.

On the ground, there were two traces of dead branches and leaves that the crew deliberately scattered.

The five knives in front pressed on, and Yun Ruosheng saw an attack behind him through the corner of his vision. It happened that the pressure was lifted at this time, so Yun Ruosheng stared at his feet, and the whole person spun in the air, and his hands went over his head to block the attack behind him. Assault, with a swipe of both feet, the five knives in front were clamped together, and along with the force of the rotation, these knives were released from the master's control.

Then Yun Ruosheng's feet borrowed strength from the group performers, and he stood up in the air. With his legs, he kicked a person in the neck.

The group performer who was kicked in the neck fell to the ground, and Yun Ruosheng used the strength of his waist to spin himself up in the air, so none of the group performers were spared, and fell to the ground one by one. Finally, Yun Ruosheng stepped on a tree trunk, Homeopathic landing.

At this time, the blower outside the venue increased the wind power, and the dead leaves on the ground danced with the wind.

With a crisp sound, Yun Ruosheng inserted the sword back into the scabbard gracefully.

After a while, when Yun Ruosheng felt that the little sweat he was sweating was about to be dried under the action of the blower, the director yelled "Cut", and the surrounding staff recovered their senses and began to applaud.

Several group performers lying on the ground also stood up and began to applaud.

Wu Feng took a few people up to unpack the equipment, and the director's words came over the loudspeaker: "Don't unpack it yet, and Yun Ruosheng will take a close-up."

Wu Feng curled his lips, turned around and left, halfway as if thinking of something, turned around and gave Yun Ruosheng a thumbs up, with a rare smile on his face.

When Yun Ruosheng saw it, he also smiled and nodded to express his gratitude.

The director didn't expect Yun Ruosheng's play to improve so fast. There was a gap in the previous arrangement of the camera, so he had to reshoot.

After taking so many shots, it may not be useful in the end, but Li Tianrui still likes to take a few more shots for easy editing.

Wu Feng ran to Li Tianrui and sat directly on the box.

Li Tianrui stared at the monitor and didn't have time to pay attention to him: "Okay, pass!"

The staff got active and began to prepare for the next scene.

"I heard that kid Yun Ruosheng trained in the middle of the night last night?" Li Tianrui stood up and stretched.

Wu Feng sat on the spot without moving, and he yawned: "No, today's movements have been grinded for several hours last night."

Li Tianrui rubbed his messy hair, then patted Wu Feng on the shoulder: "Not bad, old Wu."

Wu Feng pulled Li Tianrui's hand down impatiently: "This kid has been desperate for training, and he hit a lot of places. I thought he was in a bad state today and needed to take more pictures."

"It's really not in good condition." Li Tianrui nodded at Yun Ruosheng who was not far away with his chin.

"Boss, be careful." Liu Sitong helped Yun Ruosheng walk slowly.

Who knew that Yun Ruosheng, who was so imposing just now, would be in a bad mood after the scene.

Yun Ruosheng knew that he had exercised too much last night, and he was very sleepy when he went home at night, and his muscles were not well relaxed. That's why today's muscles are so sore, and every step hurts.

Sitting on the seat, Yun Ruosheng took off his ancient boots and massaged slowly to relieve the pain.

"You boy, can you do it? Can you still go tonight?"

"Mr. Wu." Yun Ruosheng hurriedly put on his shoes and stood up: "Mr. Wu, sit down."

Wu Feng reached out and pressed Yun Ruosheng's shoulder: "Sit down, look at you now, sick."

Wu Feng's tone was not very good, and Yun Ruosheng was also used to Wu Feng's tone, so he replied with a smile: "Of course I can't compare to you, teacher."

Wu Feng felt comfortable after being patted down, "Then you can take a day off today."