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"!" The board was hit and the filming started.

Lu Wanwan learned from his lesson and held the sword tightly in his hand. The veins on the back of his hand bulged and the strength of his arm was almost used to the maximum.

This fight scene is all upper body movements. The lower body only lands on leaves and eaves when hanging on the wire. The posture is required to be elegant and beautiful, and the fighting movements are concentrated on the upper body.

"Ding Dang!" The two swords collided with each other, sparks flew everywhere.

The swords crossed and crossed, making a harsh sound, and then quickly separated.

After the first clash, Lu Wanwan didn't dare to relax her sword grip. Her face showed the evil, unruly, lazy and arrogant Ye Chi Ge, but her heart was actually tense and her heart was beating like thunder.

Facing Jiang Qinghe again, Lu Wanwan clenched her teeth and shook her wrist to make a sword flower. With the clinking sound of the sword body colliding, the sword light flashed like flowers falling from the sky. It was not

until the end of this scene that Lu Wanwan realized that she had held her breath unconsciously, and she was relieved when the pressure came down.

Ji Xiaomeng, who was waiting to see a joke, didn't expect that this time it was shot so smoothly, and there was no mistake. The astonishment on her face was indescribable.

Lu Wanwan looked at her with a smile: "It will be my scene with you later."

Ji Xiaomeng's heart skipped a beat, as if she realized something: "What do you want to do?"

"Guess."

Leaving these two words, Lu Wanwan ran towards Han Jingmo and said thirstily: "Song Chi, water, small fan." Her back was soaked with sweat.

Han Jingmo shook his head slightly, squeezed out a bottle of water and handed it to her.

Lu Wanwan looked for praise: "Not bad."

Han Jingmo glanced in the direction of Jiang Qinghe and nodded: "Except for using the brain, Madam is very good."

"..." I'm awesome, your master!

"Did you tell me something just now?"

"You have to slow down, I have to film a scene with Ji Xiaomeng later."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

"Why are you so..." obedient? Lu Wanwan's dark pupils turned, and she couldn't help but show her bestiality, kissing him on the cheek, and then quickly ran away.

Song Chi next to him: "..." Suddenly felt that even if Han Han hadn't been so insidious and treacherous in the past, Lu Wanwan would have been addicted to his masculinity sooner or later...

Lu Wanwan ran away with a happy face, and got the upper hand again!

After learning new moves from the martial arts instructor, they started filming the next fight scene, Ye Chige versus Liu Ruyan.

Suspended on the wire, Lu Wanwan looked at Ji Xiaomeng, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and he made the filming movements according to the instructions.

Ji Xiaomeng was nervous, but she felt that Lu Wanwan was lucky to have filmed a scene with Jiang Qinghe, otherwise there was no reason for her to improve so quickly. Thinking of this, she relaxed a little and thought of taking this opportunity to make Lu Wanwan NG 13 times. After all, she had filmed a lot of fighting scenes before and had more experience than Lu Wanwan.

Clap and shoot.

The two of them moved forward with the wire. Ji Xiaomeng stretched out the long sword in her hand, trying to knock Lu Wanwan's sword away in the fight, but encountered a force blocking it. Lu

Wanwan held the hilt of the sword steadily in his palm. The two of them were in a tense situation, and Ji Xiaomeng was still pressing down hard at this time. Lu Wanwan raised his eyebrow. Are you comparing strength? Sure.

Suddenly, Lu Wanwan pulled his wrist back, then suddenly exerted force and flicked it diagonally. With a ding, he slapped Ji Xiaomeng's sword away. The long sword trembled and made a buzzing sound.

The handle of the sword in Ji Xiaomeng's hand was swung outwards. Although he wanted to pull it back, it was too late. With a bang, the sword fell to the ground.

Song Chi took the opportunity to shout: "Whose sword fell? How come you can't even hold your own props properly?"

Someone answered: "It's Ji Xiaomeng's. Didn't it hit anyone?"

"Why did it fall suddenly?"

"Maybe I was careless and didn't hold it properly."

...

Ji Xiaomeng's face turned pale, and she looked at Lu Wanwan in anger, but she saw that Lu Wanwan was not looking at her at all, and a ball of ignored fire suddenly flashed in her eyes.

In the second shot, the sword in Ji Xiaomeng's hand was knocked down again.

In the third shot, it was still the same.

...

Until the seventh time, the sword in Ji Xiaomeng's hand fell from the air again.

Someone in the crowd made an impatient voice: "Will we have to keep NGing until the evening? Will we have no time to shoot?"

"It's hard to say with this posture. He can't even hold his own sword. What's going on?"

"Just wait. I guess we can't shoot today."

...

Ji Xiaomeng's thick foundation couldn't hide her embarrassed expression. She just said that Lu Wanwan kept NGing and delayed everyone's shooting. Unexpectedly, all of this happened to her...

Lu Wanwan calmly waved the sword in his hand, waiting for the next shoot, but in the blink of an eye, she saw Ji Xiaomeng's slightly red eyes. She was shocked in her heart. Was she about to cry?

She was so proud when she mocked herself these days...

If Ji Xiaomeng really wanted to cry, she would not be able to bear it.

Lu Wanwan scratched her head. For the eighth take, she deliberately held back and didn't use much force. Although the moves didn't look so neat, they were still graceful, and they captured the essence of martial arts.

Ji Xiaomeng also kept the sword in her hand and didn't drop it. The scene was finally taken.

When she landed on the ground and was released from the wire, Ji Xiaomeng's mouth curled up with a smug arc. She looked at Lu Wanwan, but her eyes turned red and she was about to cry.

Lu Wanwan didn't have the extra energy to care about her. She was thinking about what she would say to Han Jingmo later.

On the way back, she was stopped by an actress from the same crew. Her name was Qi Ling'er. She played a small supporting role. She had cute round eyes.

"Senior, you acted so well just now, your movements were beautiful, neat, and powerful!" Qi Ling'er praised several idioms.

Lu Wanwan was stunned by her calling her "senior". This was the first time she met someone calling her "senior"...

"Thank you." Lu Wanwan came to her senses and immediately replied: "The movements were taught by the martial arts instructor. It's the director's credit."

"But senior's acting was also great, and he performed the moves taught by the director vividly." Qi Ling'er suddenly paused here, and asked with a slightly blushing face: "Can I ask for an autograph from senior? I like you very much."

"Yes, yes, of course." Lu Wanwan was flattered: "No need to call me senior, just call me by my name."

"No, no, I still have to call you senior." Qi Ling'er shook her head and quickly took the paper and pen and handed them to Lu Wanwan.

After signing, Lu Wanwan was stunned when she saw Qi Ling'er walk away. This was the first time someone in the entertainment industry said they were her fans...

Lu Wanwan was so excited that she was about to explode into fireworks. She skipped back and grabbed Han Jingmo: "Are you my fan?"

"No."

"Your grandpa!" Lu Wanwan let go of his sleeve, hooked her fingers, coughed lightly and said: "My parents are back, come home with me for dinner tonight."