The makeup artist hurried over with a powder puff. This was the disadvantage of shooting in the rain. Qin Guan's original skin color would be exposed.
Zhen Zidan returned to his seat. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that the filming of this movie was very strange. It had always been because the opponent's martial arts scenes were not good enough that the opponent's existence was weakened. Why was it that when it came to him, it became because he was not good-looking enough that he was weakened?
Zhen Zidan, who had just returned from the US, was still proud and arrogant.
Ever since Cheng Long and Li Lianjie had left him in Hong Kong, he had been regarded as the successor of the third generation of martial arts stars.
Since he seemed to have been invisible in the long shot, the following martial arts scenes were his specialty. He had his own ways to get back at Qin Guan.
If Zhen Zidan had known about Qin Guan's talent and the evaluation of the martial arts director, he would not have looked down on Qin Guan so much.
After two or three minutes, the director finished watching the replay and gave instructions for the next scene to be filmed.
With the sad sound of the zither, Zhen Zidan twirled her silver spear gracefully. Qin Guan was stunned by Zhen Zidan's move of using her strength without saying a word.
Ever since he had learned all the moves from the martial arts director, Qin Guan had been practicing them over and over again.
It was like Qin Guan's instinct. When Zhen Zidan made the corresponding moves, Qin Guan's body responded naturally.
Ding! Ding! The three-foot-long bronze sword hit the top and bottom of the spear handle. Facing Zhen Zidan's spear, Qin Guan's feet moved automatically and his body moved in a beautiful arc.
Zhen Zidan withdrew his spear, feeling a chill in his heart. This actor is not simple. My sudden attack didn't disturb him. Instead, it matched his movements perfectly.
Zhen Zidan raised his spear and thrust it at Qin Guan's chest. He had to keep up the smoothness of the set of movements, so there was no time for him to be surprised.
Qin Guan withdrew his sword to protect the vital parts in front of his chest. Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! He blocked three stabs with his spear.
The camera moved back to Zhen Zidan, who was like a rainbow, and tried his best to block the stabs.
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Not good, the two-meter-long spear from the prop team had started to shake violently due to the inertia of the spear being thrust out so quickly.
The spear, which was supposed to be a straight thrust, swayed left and right as it flew towards Qin Guan's face.
When Zhen Zidan passed his hand over, he knew it was bad! He had made a mistake.
His pupils dilated slightly, and his reflexes from years of martial arts training allowed him to quickly exert force on his wrist, trying to control the spear that was trembling violently.
Qin Guan was also confused. Didn't you say I'd run it over the side of my face? Why is it different from the standard? He was planning to poke seven or eight holes in his face!
He didn't know how to stab someone to death, but he reckoned that his face would instantly turn into a pig's head, and one or two of his white teeth would be knocked out.
Qin Guan could only think of one sentence in his mind, "Fortunately, I covered my face in time. Otherwise, I would have been handsome."
Sister Xue's scream was about to break the silence in the studio, when Qin Guan moved.
His abdominal muscles pulled at his shoulders, pulling his head to one side. Thanks to his high-speed muscles, his dodging looked more real in the camera.
His mouth was crooked, and his eyes were slanted. It was a thrilling scene.
The silver spear cut through Qin Guan's long hair, and a strand of black hair fell on his shoulder along with the tip of the spear.
Qin Guan took three steps back before he could stabilize his body. It was as if he had been pushed back by Changkong's sharp spear.
The director didn't ask the cameramen to stop filming. When Qin Guan steadied himself with the long sword in his hand, Zhang Yimou shouted calmly, "Cut!"
Because of this sentence, the tense atmosphere in the hall was instantly broken. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. A group of people surrounding them gathered around.
Sister Xue had only taken two steps when she found Qin Guan surrounded by people who were concerned about his condition.
Zhen Zidan felt sorry for his mistake, but he was too arrogant to say anything. He just pursed his lips and stood still with the spear. "I'm sorry."
Zhen Zidan's agent was stunned. How could his own artist pay attention to a minor character from the mainland? He even apologized to him for the first time.
What his agent didn't know was that Zhen Zidan's pride came from his sincerity in martial arts. Those who didn't have real skills weren't worthy of his time. If you had some real skills and could convince him, he would naturally be willing to give you face.
Of course, Qin Guan's appearance was also a kind of skill, but he ignored it. I'm not convinced by your good looks.
When Zhen Zidan and the others left, Sister Xue squeezed in front of Qin Guan. She picked up Qin Guan's face and looked at it carefully for a long time. Then she put her hand down.
"Sister Xue, are you looking for lice?"
Qin Guan complained, rubbing his chin, which was hurting from Sister Xue's pinching.
"Are you okay? This is only the first scene. Your face was almost disfigured. You are about to become the first person with a disabled body but a strong will. How could you laugh like that?"
"Hey, do you think that Zhen brat is jealous of your good looks?"
Qin Guan was amused by Sister Xue's angry words. He flipped his hair back and said, "No, you are being paranoid. We are from different fields. Why would he hurt me?"
Qin Guan looked in Zhen Zidan's direction, only to find that Zhen Zidan was still staring at him.
Qin Guan bared his teeth at Zhen Zidan. Zhen Zidan's face twitched as he gave Qin Guan an ugly smile.
Qin Guan couldn't bear to look at him. He turned around and said to Sister Xue, "Did you see that? Was it an accident? "
Sister Xue murmured in a low voice, "If he finds out that you're also talented in movement, he'll regret not killing you in the first place."
It was a pity that Qin Guan's goal was always to act step by step. If he went to the US, he would have to focus on his work first.
Zhang Yimou looked at the audience, who had recovered from their shock. He told the staff to take their positions and take advantage of the suitable weather to shoot the scene.
Qin Guan walked over to the white spots on the set. They were used to mark the positions of the actors after each scene.
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