Chapter 6: Hanging on wires is no small matter



"Don't worry, tie it around your waist, okay?"

"Okay." Fushun heard this and realized that walking on a tightrope was not very good, as it would still cause water to be spilled if tied around the waist.

There were about seven or eight people standing out, including Wu Changyun and Fushun. They stood in a line and walked upstairs. When they reached the rooftop, they saw more staff members there. A steel cable connected from the rooftop of the teahouse to the rooftop of the office building opposite. The two buildings were about the same height with a distance of seven or eight meters in between. The top floors were both five stories high.

When they were lining up at the beginning, a martial artist took advantage of his numbers and rushed to the front, forcing Wu Changyun to third place.

Wu Changyun described the wire-hanging system as simple, but the actual suit was essentially just a pair of shorts with two shoulder straps and two specially made steel cables connected to the actor's waist. This prevented any mistakes and ensured the actors had ample room to move. The people in the front row were already quite uncomfortable just wearing the suit. Suspended in the air in this position, coupled with the fact that the operation back then relied on manual operation to pull the ropes, unlike modern methods that rely on the actors' movements, further tested the actors' adaptability.

The man who had just been released from the wire vomited immediately and walked to his fellow martial artists in a dejected manner.

Wu Changyun was already very unhappy about having his seat taken away. As the saying goes, those who are capable should do more work. Among the extras in this place, who is more familiar with wire hanging than Wu Changyun? Besides, it is shameful to take advantage of the number of people to grab a seat.

"See? Just now a group of people were scrambling for the ride and almost pushed me away. Now they're experiencing flying by themselves and even vomiting."

"Brother Yun, I've really broadened my horizons after coming to the set. It turns out that there are people vying for such embarrassing roles. It's so exciting."

The two men were criticizing the man just now as if they were singing a duet. There were many people in the martial arts group that man was in, and it looked like they were about to have a fight.

"Oh, you still want to hit people. That's scary." Wu Changyun laughed while holding his head.

"What? If you can do it, go ahead and do it. Don't wet your pants later."

"Did I pee my pants? Fushun, wait a minute. I'll show you how to do it. Let's show off first, buddy, so they can learn from me." Wu Changyun waved his hand, pulled the man in front of him behind him, and put on the wire suit. The suit was heavier than expected, but it was like riding a bicycle. Just don't be nervous, remember your past state and feeling, wait for the person pulling the wire to guide you, and then exert force according to the direction of movement.

The moves weren't that difficult, just some simple jumps and slashes.

"Brother, I'll do a somersault for you." After Wu Changyun figured out the height of the rope, he used the force to do a beautiful flip in the air and landed steadily on his feet.

"Has he learned it?" Not only A Liang, but even the director was a little surprised. Is he from a martial arts background? He really didn't come from some big crew?

"How is it? Is it okay?" After untying the wire, Wu Changyun asked the staff beside him.

Not only did he perform like a desperate man before, but this time the wire hanging was a real technical job, which was no problem at all. It really shocked everyone present, and they all applauded Wu Changyun. The saying that the masters are among the people is indeed true.

After a while, most of the martial artists who had just taken Wu Changyun's position were eliminated. After Wu Changyun's guidance, Fu Shun performed well.

It’s the same old routine, but this time it’s not the martial arts instructor Liu Guangyao from last time.

"Landlord?" Wu Changyun exclaimed in a low voice in surprise.

The man had sharp eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and a slightly thin figure. Through his clothes, one could not tell that he had the physique to be Bruce Lee's stunt double. He was none other than Yuen Wah, one of the Seven Little Fortunes.

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