"Okay, Ling'er is welcome to supervise me at any time."
His fingers unconsciously caressed her slender waist, and he added softly, "Only for you."
He took down the soft sword and couldn't help but say, "Luckily, my strength has increased a bit these past few days, otherwise I would have suffered a lot hanging on the wire."
When he first started training, he tried wirework first, which required strong waist and abdominal strength.
In fact, he felt quite relaxed, after all, he had done the same amount of work in Dagan before.
Jiang Ling has a scene where she has to hang on wires, so he has been focusing on strengthening her waist and abdomen training in the past few days.
He frowned and whispered, "But it's still too thin."
Jiang Ling played with the soft sword and said with a smile: "I'm too fat and I won't look good on camera."
Zhang Hailan always said this to her.
Zhou Jingan disagreed, "You're already very thin. I think it would be better if you gained some weight."
"Like when I was thirty?" Jiang Ling wrinkled her nose. "I gained two pounds after being fed by you for a few years."
Zhou Jingan chuckled, "Not fat, never fat."
"You're lying." Jiang Ling said with a smile.
After another two days of training, Su Yan came over to see how they were doing and told them that the venue was ready and they could start filming right after the training.
"Xiao Zhou, I was right about you." Su Yan smiled and was very satisfied with everyone's short-term training results. He pulled Zhou Jing'an aside to talk.
Zhou Jingan nodded, "The progress is pretty good at the moment."
Su Yan smiled and patted his shoulder, "That's higher than what I asked for. Okay."
However, as we entered the second week of training, everyone encountered difficulties to varying degrees. Either the movements weren't executed properly, or we couldn't balance the movements while hanging on the wires, or the movements were there but without the spirit and energy, leaving them looking good for show.
Zhou Jing'an demonstrated each one calmly and personally, either holding a spear, raising it, chopping it down, and sweeping it across, or holding a long sword, his movements were neat and crisp, dancing the sword with every step being like the wind, or holding two swords, raising his hands and bringing down the swords, each sword move was filled with murderous intent, and when he was hanging on the wire, his movements were smooth and beautiful, as if he was really flying.
With his feet landing steadily on the ground, Zhou Jing'an lowered his hand, sheathed his sword, and gathered all his momentum.
When they looked up, everyone was stunned.
Hu Biao was the first to applaud, his eyes sparkling again. "Brother Jing, you look so good hanging on the wire. It doesn't interfere with your movements at all."
The others also started praising him and were already convinced.
Zhou Jing'an lowered his eyes and untied the wire, thinking that he had not yet added lightness skills to the mix, otherwise the effect would be better. This was just a demonstration, and he only needed to show them the most standard way, and this was enough.
Everyone practiced on their own, and Zhou Jingan walked straight towards Jiang Ling.
Her eyes curved, she clapped and said to him, "Great, Coach Zhou."
Zhou Jingan smiled as he pulled her to another place where wire ropes were suspended. "After watching my demonstration, do you feel it?"
Jiang Ling has a wire-hanging move that requires him to spin twice in the air before stabbing with a sword.
This movement must be continuous without interruption, and the turns must be clean and neat. It is quite difficult, and Jiang Ling has been stuck for two days.
She sighed, "I'll try."
Jiang Ling practiced this movement for the entire afternoon. Not only did Zhou Jing'an have high requirements, but she herself also had high requirements and had to do it 100%.
The weather in mid-October was already a little chilly. Jiang Ling was sweating all over. His black long-sleeved shirt was almost soaked, and his temples were soaked with sweat. After failing again, he sat on the ground exhausted and gasped for breath.
Zhou Jing'an took the water, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to her. He told her to drink slowly while wiping her sweat with a handkerchief. His eyes were filled with heartache, and he said softly, "Do you want to rest for a while? You can practice again tomorrow."
He knew that Jiang Ling had high expectations for herself, so he would not say anything to persuade her to lower her expectations.
Jiang Ling drank half a bottle of water, leaned on his shoulder, and shook her head. "No, I'm almost there, just a little bit left."
Zhou Jingan held her in his arms, smoothed her sweaty hair, frowned distressedly, and touched her cheek, "Okay, let's try again later."
The wire was raised, Jiang Ling held the soft sword in her right hand, bent one leg, and stood straight. At a command, her eyes suddenly became firm, and she used her waist and abdomen to turn her body sideways and rushed forward. After turning twice quickly in the air, she stabilized her body, held one hand horizontally, and rushed forward with the sword in the other.
The movements were smooth and clean, without any drag, and were completed smoothly.
"Stop!" Zhou Jing'an stopped recording and asked the staff to put down the wire.
Jiang Ling shouted excitedly, and as soon as she landed, she ran over and threw herself into Zhou Jing'an's arms.
Zhou Jing'an caught her tightly and hugged her waist. Jiang Ling hugged his neck and laughed excitedly.
"Zhou Jing'an! I did it! I told you I could do it!" Her clear voice was so sweet and melodious that Zhou Jing'an laughed out loud.
"I saw it. Ling'er did it and did it very well."
The two of them hugged each other, Jiang Ling's face was wet with sweat. She held his face and kissed him with a smile, and said with a chuckle: "You are my good guide."
Zhou Jingan was stunned, his cheeks slightly red, and he wiped her sweat with a smile, "It's your own hard work."
The two of them hugged each other as if no one was around. Jiang Ling suddenly felt that the surroundings were so quiet. She turned around and saw that everyone was looking at them. She was stunned and quickly let go of him.
"Oh, um, um, sorry, I was too excited." She coughed twice uncomfortably.
Zhou Jing'an covered his lips with his fist and coughed softly, then turned around and said, "Everyone continue."
Everyone laughed and said they didn't see anything, then turned around and went back to practice.
The two looked at each other, their faces flushed.
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