Chapter 15
The entire shot was reshot, with the crew returning to their original positions and the large jib camera aimed at the two people in mid-air.
Xiao Ziyu had adjusted his state and moved quickly and decisively, trying his best to avoid fighting with Yuan Heng. With a somersault, he created some distance between them.
"Okay!" Tang Lin was satisfied, "Remember to cut a close-up of that scene just now."
By the time the filming was finished, it was already dark. Xiao Ziyu didn't have time to change his clothes, so Tang Lin called him behind the camera monitor to watch the original film that had just been shot.
Xiao Ziyu had been on stage before, dancing all kinds of dances, being cheered by the crowd, with red gauze wrapped around his head thrown all over the stage, but this was the first time he saw his own performance as a spectator.
He understood why Tang Lin was so strict. In the camera, every frame of the scene was recorded and magnified, and any small mistake would be exposed in the eyes of the audience.
On a small screen, he saw himself flying and jumping, but it always felt unreal. Modern people are so capable that they can record the images with just a camera. Will it also capture the soul of the person?
Xiao Ziyu knew that this was feudal thinking, but he was still inevitably superstitious. He himself came here inexplicably and did not know whether there were souls in the world.
Tang Lin compared the two shots to him: "Did you see that? The second time was much smoother. Yuan Heng's words were more useful than mine?"
Xiao Ziyu picked his fingers. This smart man didn't know how to respond when talking about Yuan Heng.
Tang Lin didn't embarrass him, and laughed: "The wages of stand-ins are paid on a daily basis. I will transfer it to you directly via WeChat?"
"Okay," Xiao Ziyu took out his mobile phone. The original "Xiao Ziyu" had a WeChat account, in which only three people from the Meng family were added. He thought it was just a tool for sending and receiving messages, but he didn't expect it could also collect money.
Tang Lin taught him how to add friends and receive red envelopes. After one thousand yuan was deposited into his account, his empty wallet finally had some money, and Xiao Ziyu felt very relieved.
As the two were discussing, they suddenly heard excited screams coming from not far away. Tang Lin was used to it. There were always a lot of fans and paparazzi lurking near the cinema, and the crew would often be surrounded after work.
In ancient times, most of the people who went to opera theaters to support actors were men. Unexpectedly, in modern society, the situation has been reversed. Ladies still spend a lot of money and pursue actors madly.
Xiao Ziyu looked up and saw that Group B was finishing work not far away, and Lu Yan was stopped by someone again.
Today, Lu Yan filmed the first scene of the village being massacred. The whole makeup looked a bit miserable, with tattered clothes, rolled in dirt, and blood plasma smeared on him beforehand, but he greeted his fans with great energy and managed to make this outfit look cool.
"We have to go around it," Luo Li accompanied him back to the building to change clothes, "Lu Yan's fans are rivals of Meng Leyu, and they may not like us either."
"The opponent?" Xiao Ziyu was puzzled.
"They are like sworn enemies in the industry," Luo Li said excitedly, apparently having heard a lot of gossip beforehand. "Lu Yan and Meng Leyu debuted at the same time. At first, they were both equally obscure, but in the past two years, Lu Yan has received some good resources and has become popular. Meng Leyu's fans don't like him and say he is just a fancy-dresser and a resource-hungry guy."
"There are only so many resources in the circle, so just compete."
"Is that so?" Xiao Ziyu was a little amused. He had heard Meng Leyu say that the other party was a vase, but he didn't expect that the two sides had a deeper connection.
The entertainment industry relies on technology to make a living, so it's enough to have strong skills. You can't win by arguing. Xiao Ziyu had no intention of understanding the conflict between the fans, but was stopped by a little girl when he passed by.
The man was not very tall, with a small round face and a cannon-like telephoto lens hanging on his chest. He seemed a little nervous: "Hello...Excuse me, are you the actor who is hanging on the wire today?"
There were too many people hanging on wires in the studio, and the girl was afraid that he couldn't tell them apart, so she made a triple jump gesture.
Before Xiao Ziyu could answer, Luo Li said, "Little sister, filming is not allowed in the studio, and Reuters cannot spread the news casually."
He looked serious and acted like an agent.
The girl's ears turned red. She was originally Lu Yan's fan club, but she ended up going to the wrong area. Before he even saw the real person, he was attracted by the light figure in the air and squatted outside the crew to watch for a whole day. At this moment, he hurriedly said, "Don't spread it, don't spread it. Can I...can I take a photo with this teacher?"
There was nothing wrong with taking a photo. Luo Li glanced at Xiao Ziyu and asked for his opinion.
"Okay." Xiao Ziyu said good-naturedly; "But I'm just a stand-in and won't show up in the show."
"Thank you!" The little girl took down the camera and handed it to Luo Li, "Thank you for your help, handsome boy."
A click sound was heard. Even though the photo was taken, Xiao Ziyu felt it was magical, yet he was still worried that he might not have adjusted his expression well.
After Luo Li finished taking the photos for them, he took out his own phone and said, "Brother Xiao, let's take a photo too."
Today was his first time meeting with an artist on his own since becoming a trainee at Yuantai. He couldn’t help but feel excited. “When I make a million dollars a year, I will shoot a vlog of my memories. This is the starting point of my dream!”
"What are you doing?" A slightly cold voice sounded behind him.
"Hey, Mr. Yuan!" Luo Li said with a smile, "I'm going to take a photo with Brother Xiao, how about coming together?"
Yuan Heng had already changed his clothes and was now wearing black casual clothes. Standing next to Xiao Ziyu, they almost didn't look like they were from the same time and space. He didn't comment and leaned closer to Xiao Ziyu.
Luo Li was holding a mobile phone in front, and two people were standing shoulder to shoulder behind him. The sky had darkened, and street lights were lit in the distance. In the picture, there happened to be a huge light bulb above Luo Li's head.
Xiao Ziyu did not forget the agreement with Yuan Heng: "Let's have dinner together."
Yuan Heng: "I'll wait for you at the intersection. I'll go get the car."
Xiao Ziyu returned to the dressing room to change his clothes. Luo Li was waiting at the door, playing with his phone, when he suddenly exclaimed, "What the hell!"
"What's wrong?" Xiao Ziyu asked.
"Brother Xiao, please log on to Weibo!"
Xiao Ziyu didn't know what Weibo was, and walked out confused, only to see Luo Li holding the phone up to his nose.
Luo Li said angrily: "Does Meng Leyu have any shame?"
Today, the official Weibo account of the crew released a behind-the-scenes video of more than ten seconds, which showed the back of Xiao Ziyu hanging on the wire. After Meng Leyu liked the Weibo post, he posted an animated picture himself, which was a partial photo of himself holding a sword with one hand.
The person in the picture is Xiao Ziyu, but his caption is: Qian will make a sword flower for everyone.
Meng Leyu doesn't have many fans, but that Weibo post was forwarded over 10,000 times. In addition, he liked the video on the official Weibo account, and the clothes he was wearing in the video were obviously the same as the cuffs in his animated picture. Fans couldn't help but guess that the person hanging on the wire from behind was Meng Leyu.
The popularity of the two terms #孟乐羽剑花# and #威亚# has risen to the middle level of hot searches.
"Is there really anyone who can cooperate so well with Weiya?"
"So celestial, so celestial, this little brother has great manners, can you tell who he is?"
"Is this the costume of the medical fairy in the stills? I remember it was played by MLY?"
"That's him! Meng Leyu posted on Weibo, and the clothes are the same! He can also do the sword flower! What an all-round artist!"
“Wow, my brother has worked so hard on filming for so many years, and finally he can be seen!”
"Is it really Meng Leyu? Why do I feel that this body shape doesn't look like him?"
One or two voices of doubt were quickly drowned out by the saliva of the vast army of fans.
"No, Brother Xiao, you should also post a Weibo," Luo Li said angrily, "You are the one who said the sword flower and the wire dance are all you."
Xiao Ziyu was relatively calm: "Where did his video come from?"
"It's here with me. I'll look for it." Luo Li opened WeChat. Their agents and staff all had a group, and the photography teacher would regularly put materials from the set into it. Xiao Yixiang has a lot of scenes today, and there are several scenes with Xiao Ziyu alone.
Luo Li was quite dejected: "I'm sorry, Brother Xiao, I forgot about this. We should have sent it in advance."
"I don't have a Weibo account, and no one will follow me if I register a new one," Xiao Ziyu has roughly understood the operating mechanism of Weibo. "Besides, I'm a stuntman and I won't appear in the drama. The audience won't care who I am, so it's useless to post."
On the contrary, Meng Leyu's action brought them free traffic.
Luo Li also slowly calmed down. This kind of situation was not uncommon in the industry and had even become a common practice. The stunt actors were not famous and were paid by the working hours and were sent away with some benefits.
From the time Meng Leyu liked and posted on Weibo to the time it became a trending topic, the official Weibo account has never come forward to clarify. It is something that is beneficial to publicity. What does it matter whether it is true or false?
Although the stuntman has his own difficulties, Xiao Ziyu is not someone who is easy to control. In my previous life, I followed my master to roam the world, and none of the people I met in the brothels were good people. If I had just been hanging around, I would have been beaten to death without a bone left.
Under Luo Li's guidance, Xiao Ziyu registered a Weibo account and reposted Meng Leyu's Weibo: [Today's was just an impromptu performance on the set. It's actually very simple and everyone can learn it. 】
Just now he had only removed his make-up and headwear in the dressing room. Before he changed his clothes, he asked Luo Li to film a tutorial on how to do the sword flower move and posted it on Weibo.
At this time, both topics were at a high level, and his action was like adding fuel to the boiling water, which started to boil in an instant.
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