Si Lu was at a loss.
Fang Zhao could even teach Zaro. As a consultant team member, he would surely be more familiar with the Yanzhou chapter. His understanding of the role might be deeper than the other actors. But he had to listen to people from the financial department.
Si Lu had a habit of going to the gym to vent when he was vexed.
Every building in the dormitory district had a gym, but there were many people there. There was also a gym, and Si Lu liked to go there.
Actually, there was also a place for the lead and important supporting roles of each chapter. The conditions there were better, and there was more personal space. But he couldn't go in. He didn't have the qualifications.
Although the cast and crew were on holiday today, there were still many people in the gym. Some people chose to go to the gourmet food court to relieve their stress, while others chose the gym to vent the pent-up negative emotions from the season they had just filmed.
Si Lu was also a regular here. When he entered, he saw familiar faces from the different continents.
If he didn't greet anyone, no one would pay attention to him. Although everyone was training, they were all immersed in their own thoughts. If you greeted them, they might not be happy and feel like you were disturbing them. Therefore, people who came here would not rashly speak to others unless they were friends.
At the start, it hadn't been like this, but after filming season after season, it had formed this strange atmosphere.
Sometimes, what you thought was polite behavior, from the point of view of others, would be like greeting your whole family.
Therefore, even if you entered the gym now and saw a senior in the showbiz circle, not greeting them would not be considered disrespectful.
As Si Lu trained, he continued to wonder if he should look for Fang Zhao.
At this time, Fang Zhao, who had just returned from the gourmet food court, walked into the gym. Although he had run the whole way, he hadn't broken a sweat.
Fang Zhao played an important role in the series, so he could also go to the "special" gym. However, he had temporarily lent his training slot to an actor from the same company. That actor needed a certain amount of training and needed a quiet training environment. There were too many people in the other gyms, so the "special" gym for the lead and important supporting roles was a little better.
Fang Zhao didn't have any requests, so he temporarily lent the access card to that actor.
The people at the gym had seen Fang Zhao often recently and knew that Fang Zhao had lent his slot to someone else. They were very envious of that actor. If possible, they would naturally want a quieter and more private training environment. It was a pity that there were too many actors here, and the resources were limited. Who asked them to not be the main leads?
Si Lu also saw Fang Zhao and paused his training. He was hesitating whether he should go over or not, but before he could make up his mind, Fang Zhao entered the training room on the other side.
Fang Zhao entered the area where the sandbags were kept. There were also a few actors training inside. There were more people using the vertical sandbags. Fang Zhao walked directly to the hanging sandbags, the area where the biggest sandbags were kept.
The people inside were not surprised. Some people had tried to hit the sandbag and hurt their fists. Thus, that sandbag was basically only used by Fang Zhao. Even when there were many people in the fitness center, the sandbag was empty.
Actors from various continents who trained here had the most direct impression of Fang Zhao's martial prowess — he could fight!
If hitting such a big and hard sandbag wasn't considered good at it, then what was?
Watching Fang Zhao start torturing the punching bag again, some people at the side started discussing in low voices.
"Look, Fang Zhao is hitting that sandbag again. That sandbag is so pitiful, getting beaten up every few days."
"You're wrong. That's not the sandbag from last time. The stadium has changed to a new one. It's said that the previous one has been destroyed … No, it seems like they change it every time."
"How impressive!"
"Do you want to go and practice with Fang Zhao? People from our continent don't have much interaction with Fang Zhao. Why don't you go and give it a try? "
The person being questioned looked at the newly changed sandbag, then looked at Fang Zhao, shook his head vigorously, and said to his companion, "Not going! What if he can't control his strength and cripples me? My small body can't even take a punch from him. "
"If he can fight so well, why is he an actor? He can go to Mazhou's arena to fight. Fighting well there is more money than being an actor. "
Another person at the side interrupted, "Let me remind you that Fang Zhao's profession is actually a composer. He even held his first professional concert last year. He graduated from Qi 'an Academy of Music, Yanzhou's number one school for the arts. "
The other two people were silent for a while before saying, "Then the question is, why does he want to be an actor? Is it fun to fight for jobs with us? "
Fang Zhao didn't know that other people were discussing him. It wasn't that he couldn't hear them, but every time he came over, he didn't pay attention to other people's conversations. Otherwise, as long as he wanted to, even if the sound of sandbags being hit was rather noisy, he could still hear it.
Ever since he had joined the cast of "Founding Era," other actors had had negative emotions. Although Fang Zhao himself was more clear-headed than them, he wasn't completely unaffected. He would also recall past events and couldn't remain completely calm.
Actually, Fang Zhao would rather use shooting to vent his emotions, but there wasn't a shooting range here that met his requirements. Most of the guns provided by the cast and crew weren't real guns. The props were all imitations of those from the Period of Destruction. After they were manufactured, not many bullets would be produced for safety reasons.
Therefore, Fang Zhao would come here every few days to hit a dozen sandbags. The biggest sandbag here was actually specially made according to Fang Zhao's own requirements. He could hit it, but if someone else hit it, the sandbag would be fine, but the fist would be crippled.
The cost of breaking the sandbag was also paid by Fang Zhao himself. He didn't ask the cast and crew to foot the bill.
After hitting the sandbag, when Fang Zhao came out, someone called out to him.
"Fang Zhao!"
Si Lu had finally made a decision. He had been staring at the sandbag. When he saw Fang Zhao, he got excited and his voice was a little louder.
Everyone else in the venue looked over.
Realizing that he had disturbed the others, Si Lu made an apologetic gesture to his surroundings before taking a deep breath. He walked over to Fang Zhao and opened his mouth. There were so many people around, and there were quite a few familiar faces from Yanzhou.
He was too embarrassed to ask. The words that he had wanted to say circled around in his head twice before the words that came out were, "Spar?"
Everyone else: "…" What a fierce warrior!
Especially the people behind Fang Zhao who had finished hitting the sandbag. When they heard Si Lu's words, they gave Si Lu a big thumbs up. His courage was commendable, but it wasn't wise. That broken sandbag inside had become a corpse lying on the ground.
Even people who didn't know the tragic fate of that big sandbag had heard of Fang Zhao's capabilities. For four consecutive seasons, Fang Zhao was the only one that didn't use a stunt double! Even the martial arts instructor and the people invited by the military had said that if Fang Zhao went to the military, he wouldn't be much different from the elite soldiers in the special forces.
Spar with Fang Zhao? Why couldn't I think it through? Too much pressure?
After Si Lu finished speaking, he reacted and wished he could give himself a slap. What is this!? Looking for a beating!?
It must have been too much pressure recently and my brain wasn't working too well.
The regretful Si Lu prayed in his heart that Fang Zhao would definitely reject. Then he heard Fang Zhao say, "OK. Over there? "
Fang Zhao pointed to a location not too far away. Usually, some actors would go there to better coordinate during fighting scenes.
Fang Zhao had just seen the people inside come out, so it was currently empty.
Si Lu braced himself and said, "OK."
Half an hour later, Fang Zhao and Si Lu came out one after another.
Fang Zhao grabbed his jacket and backpack and left, returning to his dormitory. He looked completely fine, just like when he had arrived.
As for Si Lu, he had a dejected look on his face. He grimaced when he moved his arm. Just looking at it hurt.
An actor came over and asked, "Were you beaten?"
Si Lu shook his head. "No."
The others didn't believe him, but they didn't pursue the matter. Instead, they said, "You weren't hit in the face, didn't suffer any serious injuries, and it doesn't affect your acting."
Si Lu saw the sympathetic looks on the others' faces and couldn't be bothered to explain. Right now, he was vexed. He had said he wanted to train, but Fang Zhao had actually let him have his way. If he really had to make an analogy, it was like a master treating his young disciple. He was clearly older than Fang Zhao by more than 10 years!
Si Lu didn't stay long at the fitness center. He took his things and returned to his dormitory.
When he sat down, although he felt a little exhausted, his mind was much more relaxed. A fight was indeed the best way to vent.
His dormitory wasn't a single suite like Fang Zhao's. It was a two-person room. However, the actor in his dormitory had already received a bento box at the end of season four. If he wanted to continue staying on the cast and crew, he had to pay his own way to another dormitory, and the conditions weren't as good.
Now that he was alone, he also had a peaceful environment to think.
Si Lu looked at the message his agent had sent him when he had internet access the last time. Besides asking about filming and his physical condition, he had also exhorted him on what to do and how to handle matters on the cast and crew. He had also told him to be on guard against people from Silver Wing.
He wasn't the kind of person with high IQ and EQ. To be able to make it this far, besides his own qualifications, he also had an extremely capable agent. This time, he had snagged a good role. Although he would receive a bento box in season five, the character he was playing was unique. When the time came, even if he received a bento box, his popularity wouldn't be low. Now in Yanzhou, his popularity was much higher than before.
Actually, he wasn't someone who liked to hesitate. The reason he had been able to reach his current heights and obtain so much success was because he had relied on his company, his agent, and the team behind him to give him advice. His family had also said that he should listen to the team's arrangements and not act on his own. Otherwise, if he was cheated, all the things he had worked so hard for would disappear.
But now, he had encountered difficulties.
He was going to receive a bento box in season five, and this was also the most important time for this role, yet he couldn't find his form and couldn't act to a satisfactory effect. If this continued, when it came time to shoot, he wouldn't be able to pass it even after a few takes.
Si Lu picked up the prop knife. This was the knife used by the character in the series. He had applied to bring it back to get a feel for it, but his mind was always shrouded in fog, and he couldn't figure it out.
Sitting in his dormitory and thinking about it, Si Lu still decided to look for Fang Zhao. From what had happened today, Fang Zhao actually wasn't as scary as his agent had said. Fang Zhao had been training with him and hadn't made any moves to attack. His arm and fist hurt because Fang Zhao's bones and muscles were too hard!
On the other side, after Fang Zhao returned home, he had his usual meal to replenish his energy.
Fang Zhao also took note of the actor named Si Lu he had met today.
Some people would emit an aura that would overwhelm the characters in the series as they acted, but there were also people who would be permeated by the characters in the series as they acted, even to the extent that it would affect their entire lives.
If it was some other series that leaned towards the sunny side, that would still be fine. But "Founding Era" was just as the psychiatrist had said. It was a dark forest, and it was too dangerous for people who ventured deep into it. If one wasn't careful, one's entire body could collapse. The more scenes one had, the longer one was in contact with the characters, and the longer one would be permeated by the characters.
If it was just a two to three-hour movie or a drama that had a few dozen episodes, then it wouldn't have mattered. But "Founding Era" was too long. Each series was estimated to have 10 seasons, and each season had 30 episodes. The actors would be permeated by the characters for even longer periods of time.
Looking at the aura on Si Lu's body today, Fang Zhao could tell that the influence of the characters was deeper, but it couldn't be considered serious.
Of course, he could also tell that Si Lu seemed to have other things to say, but he just hadn't said them.
Just as he finished his meal, the doorbell rang.
Opening the door, Si Lu said apologetically, "Sorry to disturb you. I have encountered some problems here. Is it convenient for you to listen and give me some advice? Zaro said that if there are any problems with the Yanzhou cast and crew, it would be best to look for you. "
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