The next day, the weather was nice and it started raining in the morning.
Jiang Dao and Chu Yinlong stood in a puddle in the rainforest and continued filming the part that they had not completed yesterday.
The fight in the puddle scene was not that intense, because judging from the plot, the battle had already entered the second half, and both Wei Jie and Jess were a little exhausted, and the two of them were entangled with each other, trying to push each other into the water.
The assistant director hits the clapboard.
Jiang Dao was suddenly filled with murderous intent. He rushed forward, grabbed Chu Yinlong's neck with both hands, and pushed him into the water without mercy. Chu Yinlong struggled as required by the script, but Jiang Dao's expression did not change at all. His eyes were sinister and he gritted his teeth, as if he would not stop until he killed the man.
The cameraman looked at the images in the machine and swallowed unconsciously.
If he didn't know that this was a movie filming, he would have doubted whether Jiang Dao would really kill someone.
“Cut!”
The shot ended and the assistant director called for a stop.
Jiang Dao loosened his hands, and the murderous aura in his body disappeared immediately. He knelt in the mud with an obedient look on his face.
Chu Yinlong sat up from the water, took a quick breath, raised his hand to wipe the water off his face, and looked at Jiang Dao with a smile: "Are you really going to kill me?"
Jiang Dao blinked his eyes, "Huh? Did I use too much force?"
Chu Yinlong stood up and rubbed his head: "No, you acted very well."
When Chu Yinlong looked at the images from all the camera positions on the monitor, sure enough, this shot passed in one go.
So far, all three short shots of Jiangdao taking the initiative to attack in this puddle fight were done in one take.
On the contrary, Actor Chu, who had always been trustworthy, kept making NGs, and shooting a shot three times was not enough.
Look, when it was his turn to push Jiang Dao into the water again, he made another mistake. Without even looking at the monitor, Chu Yinlong had already concluded: "Sorry, I let go too early... Do it again."
After saying that, he looked at Jiang Dao who was half lying in the mud and water, and frowned briefly.
Although his reason kept reminding him that in order to make Jiang Dao suffer less, he should be ruthless and do the action well this time.
But every time he saw Jiang Dao struggling in the water, the anger and panic of dying were so real that he couldn't help but relax the strength in his hands, and even wanted to rescue him on the spot and hug him tightly...
So, this shot was shot twice more.
Action scenes require a lot of physical strength, and after shooting so many times in a row, Jiang Dao finally couldn't bear it anymore. This time he failed to control his breathing well and accidentally choked on his saliva. He forced himself to finish the last move, and when he heard the assistant director call for stop, he turned around, propped himself up on the tree roots next to the puddle, and started coughing violently.
Chu Yinlong stepped forward and hugged the man, patted his back, turned around and shouted, "Medical care!"
The medical staff had no choice but to step forward and could only tell Jiang Dao to cough hard and try to expel the water that had choked into his trachea.
Jiang Dao's face turned red from coughing, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw the medical staff encouraging him awkwardly.
He grabbed Chu Yinlong's arm: "Ahem, are you a little, ahem... overprotective of me?"
Chu Yinlong was silent for a moment with a dark face, then stood up and said, "I'll go check the camera."
Having said this, he fled away from the puddle.
Fortunately, both of them performed quite well this time, and Jiang Dao coughed after the shot was complete, so the shooting luckily passed.
…
It rained from morning to evening, and the parts of the fight between Jiang Dao and Chu Yinlong that did not require wirework had just been shot, leaving only the last shot.
Wei Jie, who had been fighting for too long and was almost exhausted, grabbed Jess's dagger and stabbed it hard into Jess' chest. The two completely hostile men leaned against each other weakly, their faces very close, yet the situation was tense.
Jess's eyes had begun to blur, and there was a darkness in his gaze that seemed to come from the abyss. His body was covered in mud, his face was covered in blood, his mouth was curled, and his tone was weak and vicious: "Officer Wei... You killed Xu Zhou with your own hands... You can't get out of this hell... cough cough! cough..."
"Stop." Chu Yinlong frowned, helped Jiang Dao sit up, and patted his back.
Jiang Dao coughed for a while before finally feeling better. He sighed helplessly, "My, my. Let's do it again."
Strictly speaking, this scene should be considered a literary drama. But this clip follows an intense fight, and in order to make the styling effects and the actors' conditions look more realistic, Chu Yinlong arranged it in the list of action scenes.
Sure enough, after shooting a whole day of high-intensity action scenes, Jiang Dao looked exhausted, which was just right for interpreting this scene of serious injury and near-death.
After some minor adjustments, the second shoot went very smoothly.
Jess died in Wei Jie's hands. Wei Jie dropped the body, staggered to his feet, and stumbled deeper into the jungle...
"Cough, cough, cough!" Jiang Dao turned over and couldn't help coughing a few more times.
Assistant Xiao Yang rushed into the venue and put a bath towel on him. Chu Yinlong hurried back, pulled him under the awning, picked up the throat soothing tea prepared by the assistant from the table, and stuffed it into Jiang Dao's hand.
Jiang Dao shook his head and put down the cup.
"Something's wrong. Cough." He coughed a few times and frowned. "I might have a tracheal infection. Cough, cough, cough... Do you have any antibiotics?"
With years of experience, he could now almost judge that he would soon face an illness.
When he was filming just now, he could clearly feel his body temperature rising, and there was a dull itchy discomfort in his throat and chest. Thinking back to the muddy water that had choked into his trachea in the morning, he could roughly determine the cause of this illness.
He didn't know how resistant this body was to germs, but fortunately this world was not in urgent need of medicinal materials like the world outside the book. Tracheal infection should be able to be cured by taking some antibiotics.
However, everyone present was stunned when they heard Jiang Dao talk about his own illness so calmly.
The next second, Chu Yinlong quickly raised his hand and pressed it on Jiang Dao's forehead.
Unfortunately, he had just finished shooting in the rain, and his palms had become very insensitive to temperature.
"Come, take your temperature first." The medical staff arrived in time and stuffed a thermometer into Jiangdao's armpit.
While waiting for the temperature to be taken, Chu Yinlong announced the end of today's filming, and the staff began to pack up their equipment and prepare to return.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Dao took out the thermometer and handed it to the medical staff.
"Thirty-seven.5 degrees, low fever." The medical staff read the number quickly.
Chu Yinlong did not hesitate: "Contact the hospital."
This time it was Jiang Dao's turn to be stunned.
He was surprised and said, "It's just a minor problem. Cough... I'll be fine tomorrow after taking the medicine. There's no need to go to the hospital, right?"
Chu Yinlong held his head and said in an unquestionable tone: "Be obedient."
The medical staff also quickly agreed: "We can't be sure whether it is a bacterial infection. It's best to go to the hospital for a test. Don't take antibiotics randomly."
The assistant put another bath towel on Jiang Dao, and then worked with the makeup artist to quickly remove Jiang Dao's makeup - otherwise, going to the hospital with blood all over his face and body would not be auspicious no matter how you think about it.
When the bus was halfway back, the crew staff who stayed behind in the villa drove a nanny car, picked up Jiang Dao and others, and rushed to the hospital that had been contacted.
Jiang Dao changed his costume in the nanny car and felt his body temperature rising again. The originally stuffy air around him seemed to have a slight chill.
When we finally arrived at the hospital, we took his temperature and it was 38.7 degrees.
The money was in place, and Jiang Dao was sent directly to a single room. A dedicated person was responsible for a series of blood tests and examinations. The emergency procedure was followed, and the test results came out fifteen minutes later - acute bacterial infection of the lungs.
Jiang Dao leaned on the hospital bed, with a nebulizer on his mouth and nose, watching the nurse put an IV in him.
If the thermometer had not clearly shown that the temperature was heading straight for 39 degrees, he would not have looked like a patient at all. His face was calm, his eyes were clear, and he seemed to be in good spirits.
Chu Yinlong's anxiety was actually calmed down by Jiang Dao, who was a patient.
He sat down beside the bed and exhaled slowly, his voice muffled behind the mask: "I'm sorry, I did too many NGs this morning, otherwise..."
Jiang Dao was in a trance and couldn't speak, so he reached out and tapped Chu Yinlong lightly on the forehead.
Chu Yinlong looked over in surprise and saw the older boy curved his eyebrows, smiled at him and shook his head.
Then Jiang Dao reached for his phone, opened the memo, and typed in it: "I know you can't do anything to me."
Chu Yinlong looked at the words and smiled bitterly: "But it made you choke on the water and get sick."
Jiang Dao continued typing: "Then next time, please be more forceful. Don't be afraid of hurting me. I am not afraid of pain."
"I know you're not a squeamish person." Chu Yinlong said, taking a short breath, "Actually, that scene was... you acted so well that I felt like I was really killing you, and I couldn't get into the role..."
Even now, when he thinks back on it, he can't decide whether Jiang Dao made the expression in that scene through acting. Those expressions were so real that even when he thought about them now, he still felt a chill down his spine, as if he were a real murderer.
Being drawn into the play by the opponent actor would have been a good thing, but when a person like him who has been practicing Buddhism since childhood suddenly realizes that he is "killing people", the subconscious fear will immediately pull him out of the play, and he will be covered in cold sweat.
What's more, the person he wanted to "kill" was Jiang Dao.
Jiang Dao curled his eyes and typed, "Thank you, Mr. Chu, for the compliment! I didn't know my acting was so good."
Thinking back on past experiences and recreating the emotions at that time in full, perhaps this can be considered a form of acting? Well, he remembered there was a word in acting class, how was it called... experientialism?
Thinking of this, Jiang Dao typed another line: "Then I choked on water and got a fever, isn't it my own fault? Because I acted too well, which caused you to fail, and in the end I got sick, isn't that retribution?"
Chu Yinlong: ...
Chu Yinlong laughed and snatched Jiang Dao's phone: "Don't be naughty, lie down and have a sleep, I'll help you keep an eye on the medicine."
As he was talking, his finger accidentally touched the back button, and the phone screen returned to the memo list. Under the new memo created for the conversation, a name and a number were displayed.
Looking at the unfamiliar name, Chu Yinlong couldn't help but frown.
Who is Liu Yueran?
Why did Jiang Dao remember his name in his phone?
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