Chapter 189, I am an actor
Anyway, after the literary drama was officially completed, the martial arts drama officially started.
The fighting scene in the first act is the first fight between Zhen Zidan and Yuan Jinbao.
In the hotel lobby.
The first confrontation between the two warriors.
Although Li Yun's fighting scenes will be shot faster according to the plot, letting the two veterans do it first is also a demonstration, allowing the fighting stunt doubles to capture the movements, including Li Yun, to see clearly how the fighting scenes of Yuan Clan and SPL were shot.
What kind of action standard is it?
When Zhen Zidan's powerful whip kick hit Yuan Jinbao's thigh.
Everyone felt a sense of uneasiness.
Including Yuan Jinbao himself.
The cold sweat on his face was definitely not fake.
That's a true expression of my feelings.
Zhen Zidan used 80% of his strength just now.
Whip kick and quick jab are the martial arts techniques that Zhen Zidan is best at.
The most basic and direct martial arts technique.
Li Yun also felt a pain in his teeth as he watched from the side.
first.
This is definitely the first time I’ve seen such a way of rehearsing a play.
"Oh my god, are they filming a scene or are they fighting each other? Are they going to beat each other to death?"
They wanted to kill each other.
That kind of murderous intent and anger was extremely real and strong.
Yes, both sides were already angry at this time.
Brother Bao’s domineering and Zhen Zidan’s rudeness.
Both of their kung fu have their own unique murderous aura.
At this time, murderous intent was also revealed. Yuan Jinbao even lifted Zhen Zidan up with both hands and then smashed him towards the stool.
Yuan Jinbao is much larger than Zhen Zidan. When he uses all his strength, Zhen Zidan can only change his strategy and use dexterity to deal with him instead of a head-on confrontation.
Taekwondo, Karate, Judo, Muay Thai The essence of modern fighting techniques is presented in Zhen Zidan's hands.
Yuan Jinbao is a flexible fat man.
Sometimes he would choose to dodge and block Zhen Zidan's attack.
One wonderful scene after another was created in this primitive and brutal fight.
It turns out that the sound of bones breaking seen in the movie was actually filmed, not added in post-production.
Ye Weixin was watching from the side, and although he felt a little annoyed, he was somewhat accustomed to their way of filming.
I just thought that the mainland guy might not have such a strong ability to accept things.
This is probably the first time I've seen such a primitive way of fighting.
The kind of fighting style that aims to knock the opponent's brains out.
Maybe in the eyes of "civilized" mainlanders.
This kind of shooting style that is left over from Shaw Brothers' martial arts films is indeed too primitive.
But it is undeniable.
This shooting method can achieve very good results, as this part of the audience likes the primitive fighting with real people.
The fighting gene in the most primitive beast desire in human heart.
However, when he looked at Li Yun.
But I found that Li Yun was a little surprised.
Of course, I was still watching with great interest.
Very calm.
It's like he's observing a sample.
Ye Weixin was thinking at this moment, is this a last-minute effort to refer to their fighting scenes?
Director Ye, who watched yesterday's audition and today's official filming of the martial arts scenes, clearly noticed the difference between Li Yun and them.
The fight really lacks some bloodiness and murderousness.
That kind of primitive murderousness that audiences seek.
Brutal, but fascinating.
"ambulance."
Just after finishing the filming, Yuan Jinbao, Zhen Zidan, and a group of martial arts stuntmen all got into the ambulance for a full body check-up.
Contusion, bleeding and fracture.
Each has their own problems.
Fortunately, part of the crew's funds were given to the ambulance team, who are on standby here at all times to bandage wounds.
"Did you see our fighting scenes?" Zhen Zidan was using ice cubes to reduce the swelling on his face, and he did not forget to set an example for Li Yun.
Yuan Jinbao next to him was much more seriously injured. His entire hand was swollen and it was suspected that he had a fracture. The power of that whip kick just now was really not to be underestimated.
"I saw you, Senior."
"Can you see the difference between our martial arts and yours?"
"I can see a little bit."
"What's the difference?"
"Your kung fu has its own murderous aura, but I don't."
"You can tell." Zhen Zidan glanced at Li Yun and said, "So a true martial artist, a true warrior, always carries this kind of murderous aura."
"And you didn't."
"I don't know how you practiced your kung fu, but without murderous intent, you can't fight with momentum."
After saying that, Zhen Zidan turned and left.
The implication of his words was clear.
In his mind, Li Yun was not a martial artist.
Not a martial artist.
Li Yun did not comment on this.
When we returned to the hotel at night.
Li Yun sat alone in the room, recalling and copying today's martial arts scene. The fight between Zhen Zidan and Yuan Jinbao, their faces flushed, their brows grim and full of murderous aura.
They all fight with the intention of knocking the other down, so the fights are exciting and fierce.
The murderous aura that Zhen Zidan mentioned.
Sound abstract?
But in fact, Li Yun felt it when he was on the set.
I can feel the difference between their martial arts and my own.
The difference is actually quite obvious.
How did you acquire your Kung Fu?
System add points!
Personality burst out.
Their kung fu is honed since childhood, and the techniques they have honed through repeated fights with others are fundamentally different.
Therefore, the screen effects are slightly different.
"Why were their fighting skills so effective when they were possessed by previous personalities? Why were they able to use murderous aura, but I can't do that here?"
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"Yes, because my skills are not acquired through hard training. Our origins and our natures are different."
"So what do I need to do? I am filled with murderous intent, so how can I compare with those who have trained themselves in martial arts through thousands of trials and tribulations and exercised their flesh, blood and bones."
“What is a true martial artist?”
"You know what, scholar."
At this moment, Li Yun asked the scholar next to him.
The scholar simply said indifferently: "That's a good question. Do you want to be a martial artist as defined by others?"
"uh-huh."
"So, why?"
Li Yun could not deny this.
"I am an actor, so I must play my role to the utmost. At least that's what I think it is."
"So, you are not a martial artist, why do you have to do what a martial artist needs to do?" The scholar said softly: "Who are you? You know it yourself. Even I will never force myself to become someone."
There was a hint of mockery in the scholar's tone.
"You can't see what you look like, it's really a bit ridiculous."
At this moment, Li Yun suddenly thought of something.
It feels like a sudden enlightenment.
Yes Yes!
I am obsessed with this and am attached to appearances.
Zhen Zidan is bothered by the fact that I am not a real warrior or a martial artist, and he is right to think so.
I, Li Yun, am not a martial artist myself, and I am not obsessed with the title of martial artist. Your recognition, whether it is the third-level martial artist certificate or the so-called dignity and recognition as a martial artist, is irrelevant. What I want to do is to present better screen effects. I want to be the best actor and the best TV actor, I want to win awards, and I want to stand at the pinnacle of this profession.
My true identity is actually an actor. Everything is for the performance. "I can be full of murderous intent and fight with the intention of killing someone like them."
At this time, Li Yun closed his eyes.
Who should I think of?
Who can I fight with murderous intent? Li Yun recalled the plays he had played, the rival plays he had played, whether it was the Iron-hearted God Marquis Zhu Wusi or Bei Qiaofeng, their figures and names all passed through his mind.
Then Li Yun opened his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror.
No, that's not right, not enough.
My killing intent is not strong enough yet.
Li Yun looked at himself in the mirror.
It is quite ferocious and eccentric, but it does lack a bit of murderous intent.
Zhu Wusi. Northern Qiao Feng. Even Zhang Wuji. When I was Cao Zhengchun, Murong Fu, and Song Qingshu.
He really wanted to kill them. Li Yun still remembers that feeling, which was stronger than ever before.
Want to kill them. Yes! Zhu Wusi, my old enemy.
Bei Qiao Feng, my anger.
Zhang Wuji, me and jealousy.
Li Yun could feel his emotions towards them, and even now, they were still stronger than ever. But Li Yun felt that it was still not enough . Why? My murderous aura was not enough?
Because I don't hate them enough.
Because there is not enough hatred.
So I can't "act" that feeling.
Don’t say that I am not Cao Zhengchun, not Murong Fu, and not Song Qingshu now.
Even against them, I couldn't release my murderous aura to the limit.
I have to hate.
Because of hate.
That's why there is murderous intent.
Because of hate.
That's why they acted so ruthlessly.
Hate. Who should I hate at this moment?
Li Yun thought of someone.
An artist with both virtue and talent, Mr. Li Modu.
I remembered that on the hospital bed, Mr. Li was still holding on to hope in the last second, hoping that he could meet the mother of the child's father before he died.
Until the end, even that face never appeared, until I went to school, until I graduated, until I became a Hengdian.
He has never appeared, just like there has never been such a person or such an existence in life.
Everything about him is 'blank'.
But it is precisely because of this "blankness" that this body is full of suspicion and hatred towards Li Modu.
Li Yun felt that his consciousness was very strange.
As a third person standing high above, he felt the hatred surging from his body.
Yes, that's the feeling.
This kind of emotion As an actor, I have the necessary conditions for murderous intent. I can't instinctively want to kill all opponents because I don't have the dignity of a martial artist.
I am an actor.
I can only perform and copy.
An imaginary object that one wants to defeat.
It's a strong desire to pull someone down.
(End of this chapter)