The Sweetest Marriage of the Giants[Transmigration Book]

Tang Yichen was woken up by the alarm clock early the next morning, washed up in a hurry, ate some breakfast provided by the hotel, and then got on the car for the crew.

On the way, Tang Yichen took full advantage of the time and put on a mask and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Half asleep and half awake, I thought of Wei Jun and wanted to send him a message, but it was only six o'clock, so I guess Wei Jun hadn't woken up yet.

Forget it, don't bother him.

Wei Jun seems to be quite busy in the company during this time, let him sleep well.

Hey, I'm really a caring little wife who loves her husband.

It's not at all self-effacing, which makes people worry. It's a blessing for Wei Jun to have a wife like me in his eight lifetimes.

Thinking so, Tang Yichen put down his phone.

Now that he was no longer sleepy, he simply recited all his lines.

Today's scene is that he wears casual clothes and goes to a restaurant to eat, and listen to the gossip in the capital by the way.

There was a fighting scene in the scene, and Hu Shu was a little worried. Tang Yichen was hired by him to play Little General Ji. He saw that Tang Yichen's appearance and temperament were very suitable for Ji Rong in his writing.

But Tang Yichen had never filmed a movie before, so it was bound to be difficult for the first time.

Hou Xiao was also a little worried. Although Tang Yichen's filming yesterday was a hundred times smoother than he expected, and the camera sense was very accurate, but acting is not something that can be achieved with acting talent.

If you want to shoot smooth and powerful fight scenes, you have to practice for a long time, and you will not be able to achieve it in a while.

Hou Xiao had already made plans for Tang Yichen to learn a few simple moves from the martial arts instructor, and then cut shots frequently, relying on post-production.

When Tang Yichen came to the set, Hou Xiao had just finished explaining to the martial arts director. Seeing him coming over, he said, "Mr. Tang, come on, you first learn the fighting moves from Director Wu."

"Director Hou told you, just call me by my name in the crew." After Tang Yichen and Hou Xiao finished speaking, they said to Wu Song, "Hi Director Wu, please give me your advice later."

Wu Song is tall and strong, with lean and muscular body. He has a serious face by nature: "You're welcome."

When he heard that Tang Yichen was a newcomer and was filming for the first time, he didn't show it on the surface, but he was not very happy in his heart.

This kind of newcomer who knows nothing is the most difficult to bring along, and he is a wealthy young master, most of them are masters who can't endure hardships to learn.

Come on, I must work overtime today.

Wu Song didn't talk nonsense, and immediately demonstrated a simple offensive move to Tang Yichen.

Tang Yichen: "..."

Wu Song: "Didn't understand?"

It's so simple that you can't understand it, how difficult it is to carry, it's really a big trouble.

"No." Tang Yichen said, "Is this the end?"

The promised major general with outstanding martial arts, is that all?

Wu Song thought that Tang Yichen's eyes were high-sighted but his hands were low-handed, so he said displeasedly, "It's hard to memorize too many moves, first learn this and I'll teach you other moves."

How simple do you think this move is?It seems easy to do but hard to do, this delicate young master knows that he is far behind...

Before Wu Song could finish thinking, he saw Tang Yichen perfectly reenacting his actions just now.

The moves are exactly the same, even more powerful than him.

Wu Song: "..."

On Wu Song's usually expressionless face, there was a rare obvious stupefied look.

Tang Yichen turned around and said, "Director Wu, can we continue?"

Wu Song cleaned up his expression: "Teacher Xiao Tang has practiced martial arts before?"

This is definitely a Lianjiazi, unless it is a genius.

Tang Yichen patted his forehead and said: "I have practiced martial arts, sorry, I forgot to tell you in advance."

Before he passed the book, he was a movie star, but later it became popular. Basically, all the martial artists in the film and television city knew him. They didn't need him to tell him that he was very good at acting. Just one action.

So at this moment, Tang Yichen forgot that Wu Song didn't know that he had practiced, and didn't tell others in advance.

Wu Song was in a slightly complicated mood, as if you tripped over something and thought it was a rock, but it turned out to be a piece of gold.

Wu Song looked like he had picked up the treasure: "It's easy to say after practicing, I will demonstrate the movements again, Mr. Tang, see if you can keep up."

It's best if you can keep up. If you can't keep up, you can divide it into two or three parts. No matter what, it's much better than what he thought at first that the other party didn't know anything.

While Wu Song was demonstrating the movements, Tang Yichen was watching and learning from the side.

After Wu Song's demonstration, Tang Yichen reappeared immediately, but he got stuck for a moment when he was doing the leg sweeping motion midway.

Wu Song's eyes widened. He has been a martial arts instructor for more than ten years, and this is the first time he has met such a talented actor!

No, it's not just an actor, the professional martial arts disciples he teaches are not as fast as Tang Yichen!

Wu Song put away his amazed mood, stepped forward and said: "I saw you stuck just now, do you need me to do it again?"

Tang Yichen said: "No, I wonder if it would be better to change from squatting and sweeping legs to jumping and spinning?"

I always feel that place is not smooth.

As Tang Yichen spoke, he demonstrated the moves according to his idea.

Wu Song's eyes lit up, and he said: "This is my original idea, but this action is too difficult, I am afraid that the actors will not be able to do it, so I changed it to the current version."

I didn't expect to see that it was inappropriate at a glance, and Tang Yichen had no difficulty in doing it.

Wu Song said: "Teacher Xiao Tang's understanding is too high, my martial finger is almost useless."

Tang Yichen said politely: "Where is it, it depends on you to choreograph martial arts moves and guide other actors and my opponent's scenes."

Although he has his own Tang style of boxing, but in the crew, he usually follows the martial arts moves arranged by Wu Zhi.

Because Wu Zhi serves the entire crew, coordinating the play of the entire crew.

After formulating martial arts moves for him, it is necessary to arrange corresponding moves for other actors fighting with him to ensure the overall coordination of the play.

Wu Song heard Tang Yichen say this, and his impression of Tang Yichen increased rapidly.

A lot of celebrities who have experience in acting often put various demands on Wu Zhi, but they don’t know that if they change one star’s fighting scenes, the others’ fighting scenes will also be changed. It’s not as simple as they imagined.

However, Tang Yichen was extremely gifted in martial arts, but he was still willing to follow his arrangements and didn't tell him what to do, which was very rare.

The rest of the crew were also stunned, and Hou Xiaopei said in admiration: "Mr. Tang, no, brother Tang! I call you brother, what surprises do you have that I don't know about?"

"What's your name, Brother Tang? Those who don't know think I'm your cousin." Tang Yichen said with a smile, "My name is Brother Chen."

"Okay, okay, Brother Chen."

"Don't be poor, let's start shooting."

"That's it."

The assistant director next to Hou Xiao picked up the loudspeaker and shouted: "Come on, all teams get ready!"

Ji Rong was wearing a moon-white costume with dark patterns of cranes and flowing clouds, and sat at the street window on the second floor of the restaurant.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was leaning against the window rail lazily and basking in the sun while drinking.

From time to time, the folding fan was shaken lightly, and he was acting like a son of a family, and he couldn't see the killing spirit on the battlefield at all.

There is a screen partition at the adjacent table, and two warriors are talking freely over wine.

"Brother Zhao, have you ever seen the majestic scene of Lord Ji leading his subordinates into the city yesterday?"

"Why didn't I see it? Although the army is stationed outside the city, only generals and a few hundred elite guards enter the city, but the team is neat and magnificent, not inferior to a million-dollar army. You can tell that the military discipline is pruning at a glance."

The person who was replaced by brother Zhao mentioned this, and said eloquently: "Especially that little general Ji, although I couldn't see what he looked like from a distance, but I vaguely saw that his appearance was extraordinary, and he looked like a crown jade." , Yushu Linfeng, otherwise it would attract so many onlookers to throw embroidered handkerchiefs down with blushing faces."

"I heard that he is two years younger than me. You see, he joined the army at the age of 13. He has made countless military achievements in just a few years. He was named a general before he turned [-]. I heard that this time he will return to Beijing. You don't even need to inherit his father's title, he can earn a marquis by himself."

Zhao Chang said with a look of envy, how many people's lifelong goal is to be appointed as a marquis and worship a minister, and General Ji just passed his twenties, and these things are close at hand, who can not be envious.

Seeing that Zhao Chang admired Ji Rong so much, the person who spoke at the beginning said sourly: "Just that brat, do you really think he earned his military merits?"

The Great Zhou Dynasty had relatively free speech, and the voices of these two men were so rough that it was hard for Ji Rong not to hear them, but his eyebrows twitched when he heard this.

Zhao Chang: "Brother Li, why did you say that?"

Li Hudao: "He has Grandpa Hou who is the commander in chief. Do you want any military merits? How can ordinary people like us compare to them? Think about this year's champion in martial arts."

"Dong Dong!" A folding fan knocked on the edge of the table, Li Hu paused, and looked up along the folding fan.

The person who came, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, was extremely handsome, it was Ji Rong.

He smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at the gentleness of his eyes, and said that he was not polite: "If you are not capable, you will question others. When General Ji was fighting the enemy bravely on the battlefield, you didn't know where you were drunk. You didn't pay for it yourself. It's really ridiculous to be envious of his meritorious status, and I don't want to think that General Ji and other soldiers guarded the peace of the Great Zhou on the bloody battlefield, where did you get the opportunity to sit here and talk nonsense."

General Ji boasted that he was neither blush nor heartbeat, nor humble.

Li Hu was refuted by others, turned into anger from embarrassment, pointed at Ji Rong and said: "Where did you come from, you little boy, it's your turn to teach me a lesson!"

"You are not worthy of being called Lao Tzu in front of my young master!" Ji Rong poured the wine in his glass at Li Hu, "Grandpa invited you to drink, you are welcome."

The wine here is soft and soft, not as refreshing as the strong wine in the frontier, and it is not a pity to spill it.

Li Hu was furious, and punched Ji Rong in the face. Ji Rong spun his toes and turned sideways to avoid the attack.

Li Hu was in pain, he retracted his punches and attacked again, the two fought back and forth, and after more than ten strokes, Li Hu finally lost to Ji Rong, and was cornered by Ji Rong with his fan against his throat.

Ji Rong looked calm and said: "It seems that you are not bad at martial arts. If you want military merit, you can earn it yourself. What kind of a man is talking behind people's backs."

The other diners on the second floor fled in all directions as early as the two had just started fighting, and the shopkeeper also listened to the movement on the first floor and dared not come up.

Only Zhao Chang was still there, and he stepped forward to persuade the fight: "Young Xia is merciful, Brother Li Hu didn't mean to slander General Ji, there is a reason for it."

Ji Rong let go of Li Hu, and sat back by the window again: "Let's hear it?"

"I think young heroes don't take the way of martial arts, and don't understand the situation of us ordinary warriors." Zhao Changdao, "Although the imperial court has a way to select talents through martial arts, it has a lot of restrictions on the number of exams, and various ingenious names are set up to increase registration. Threshold, these requirements are nothing to dignitaries, but for those of us who have no family background, it is really difficult to get a place."

Li Hu sighed, and continued: "Now that the imperial court does not recruit soldiers, even if we have good martial arts skills, we will hardly have the opportunity to serve the country."

Zhao Changdao: "My brother is also angry in his heart, so he uttered evil words, please don't worry about it, young man."

Ji Rong put away his folding fan and tapped his palms: "Tell me, who asked you to perform this show in front of me?"

Zhao Chang and Li Hu looked at each other, and Ji Rong didn't expect that something was wrong so quickly.

"May I ask how Little General Ji found something wrong?"

Ji Rong smiled disdainfully.

Although he was wearing ordinary clothes today, he was dressed luxuriously. Even if these two people were impulsive and reckless, they would not take the risk of offending dignitaries and dignitaries to scold him.

So he deliberately poured wine on Li Hu to test him, and sure enough, Li Hu took advantage of the situation and shot at him.

This shot revealed flaws, Li Hu was obviously a Lianjiazi, and his punches should have been fierce and fierce when he was angry, without sparing any strength.

And Ji Rong obviously felt that the opponent's movements were sluggish when he punched, obviously because he was afraid of hurting him, so it can be seen that this person may know his identity.

"Then I'll do whatever I can." Ji Rong shook his fan and said, "Let's see what you guys want to do."

It turned out that he wanted to use him to solve the martial arts issue, and I don't know how many people were involved behind it.

Li Hu clasped his fists together: "The major general is really smart."

Ji Rong's smile narrowed, and his aura suddenly became fierce: "Now we can say who sent you here?"

……

"Let's call it a day!"

Because of Tang Yichen's excellent play and acting skills, today's scenes were basically not NG, and the scenes planned for a whole day were actually filmed in one morning.

It just so happened that it was time for dinner, Tang Yichen agreed to treat everyone to a big meal, so he reserved the cafeteria on the entire floor of the hotel in advance, and the group rushed to the hotel for dinner.

Tang Yichen took some food and sat at the table with Hou Xiao and the others, and said with a smile, "Director Hou, can you have a rest this afternoon?"

"What are you thinking about?" Hou Xiao said ruthlessly, "After eating, take the time to rest and shoot the next scene in advance in the afternoon."

The weather is getting colder and colder, and there is no telling when it will rain or snow to affect the progress of the filming, not to mention that there will be a summer scene later, of course, hurry up as soon as you can.

It is impossible to take a vacation.

Tang Yichen's eyelids drooped: "Okay, okay."

After wearing a book, he went to bed early and woke up late for a while, and for a while he couldn't adapt to the tense work rhythm of the crew, who went to bed late and woke up early. shooting.

Tang Yichen was not at home, so Wei Jun ate lunch at the company.

He planned to take a nap after the meal, but for some reason, he remembered Tang Yichen's coming to deliver the meal to him that day.

Once you think of something, you don't want to sleep again. Wei Jun closed his eyes and lay down for a while, but couldn't fall asleep, so he took out his phone and looked at it.

Still no news.

Wei Jun thought for a while, clicked on the search interface of a certain degree, and entered: [Crew Filming Schedule]

The search turned up a mess of everything.

Wei Jun deleted it and searched again: [How busy is the crew when they are busy? 】

The first popular answer: Thank you for the invitation, people in the industry, when I was the busiest, I shot continuously for three days and three nights, and even had time to eat and go to the bathroom. I was exhausted.

Wei Jun frowned, was filming so hard?