Sitting behind the monitor, Jiang Luocheng shouted to stop contentedly. He hurriedly looked at the shots taken by each camera just now. Then he nodded and said, "Very good. That's it for the time being. Prepare for the next shot. Where is Jiang Chuan?"? Get him ready, too. A good beginning is half done. Although it seems too early to say this sentence, but at least do not immediately hear the roar of director Jiang is also very good, the staff have breathed a sigh of relief, the original face was still tight to relax, everyone began to move props slightly to move the extension position, the weather was wet in the morning, afraid that the actors could not wear makeup, makeup artists seized the opportunity to rush up and look at Wang Mo. After adding another layer of powder to him, he immediately prepared for the second shot. At this time, Xu Qianqian, who was arranged to appear in the next few shots, ran to one side to see the script, and Jiang Chuan was ready. Just now, when Wang Mo shot the first shot, he had already made up and changed into a costume. On the moisture-proof mat, he followed the martial arts director to review the preset movements of the sword dance. He was holding a paper stick rolled into a paper tube. Follow the martial arts instructor to lift the breath,digital signage kiosk, prick and jump carefully one stroke at a time. "One, two, three-thrust out-clean and strong here, without any hesitation. Keep your eyes on the front of the sword. Yes, yes, that's it." By this time, the man had put on a black wig and black pupils,face recognition identification kiosk, and with his long, soft and flowing hair, he was seriously waving his simulated weapon in the morning mist. Every turn around and every look back is in place. Jiang Chuan originally belongs to the kind of person who is rather aloof. The role of Huai Jin, a very proud and aloof Taoist priest, is really suitable for him. The man who works hard is the most handsome. When the martial arts instructor could not help patting Jiang Chuan on the shoulder and praising him for "doing well", the hamster squatting on the broker's knee and watching the master wanted to clap his hands excitedly. Jiang Chuan's wrist turned flexibly, and he seemed to be more interested in the "sword dance" itself. Just as he stood there alone with his eyes focused on the action of "stabbing out" and "withdrawing" again, there was already a drama service running over to inform Fang Yu that the second scene of Wang Mo's side was in place, and now Jiang Chuan could begin to prepare to hang the steel wire. What, so fast? Fang Yu was stunned, stuffed the hamster squatting on his knee into his pocket, stood up nervously like a conditioned reflex, and seemed to be at a loss to look at Jiang Chuan not far away-for the first scene of the first day to use Weiya, originally Fang Yu was still a little nervous, face recognition identification ,temperature screening kiosk, because this thing is still very particular about waist strength and skills. Not casually go up a person can hold, the novice can not grasp the focus, let alone filming, I am afraid it is difficult to maintain balance, so in fact before Fang Yu wanted to let Jiang Chuan practice this thing first. But Uncle Jiang Chuan was very arrogant and said no. At that time, Fang Yu was so angry that he was about to explode. He shouted at the top of his voice that you didn't have to say that you didn't have to. Later, looking at Jiang Chuan's indifferent face, he thought in a fit of pique that he would let you feel the malice of the world if you were so awesome. Anyway, I was not the one who was crazy by Jiang Luocheng and the supervising teacher. Then he went with Jiang Chuan. But now.. The hamster crouching in the broker's pocket raised his neck-less head and rolled his eyes at the anxious broker: I knew this guy would regret it. If he had been there, he would have put a kitchen knife to Jiang Chuan's neck and forced him to take the lead in practicing the steel wire hanging thing-not to say that after practicing, he would have to shoot the scene immediately to avoid being scolded-mainly because if he was a beginner who didn't know anything, he might hurt himself. There has been a tragedy that a first-line actress hit her face against the wall for the first time on Weiya. If it doesn't flash to the waist, it will be even worse. After all, a man's waist is still very important, the hamster touched his face and thought, in fact, not necessarily, if it is with Lao Tzu, he just needs to be responsible for lying there with his thighs open-wait, now seems to be not the time to think about this (..) 。…… Tell the truth. I think if Fang Yu is worried that Jiang Chuan will not be able to catch up with the progress of this shot today, he will be scolded by Jiang Luocheng. In fact, he has demonized Jiang Luocheng. After all, Jiangluocheng is not a fool. It is impossible to say that he has no psychological preparation for the new person to hang the steel wire. Otherwise, he will not arrange only five shots a day. Come to think of it, he just wants to finish shooting the remaining four shots first, so that everyone can get familiar with each other in the following state, and the rest of the time is to let Jiang Chuan roll to contact the hanging wire. After all, some newcomers are always fooling around until they die, and when they realize that the money is burning and they are dragging down the whole crew, they will learn very quickly based on pressure. Jiang Luocheng likes to use this kind of ghost animal mode to help actors grow up. Well, if that counts as "help". But at this time, Fang Yu came to Jiang Chuan with Jingran. The broker grabbed Jiang Chuan who was preparing to go there with the drama. The latter turned around inexplicably. Fang Yu's face was not very good. He said: "If you can't play that thing, don't force it. Don't force it. If you get hurt, it's not worth it.." "I know." Jiang Chuan quietly pulled back his sleeve, "said I will ah, that thing does not look so difficult." “……” Fang Yu stared at the tall man in front of him for a while, and finally he could only squeeze out four words with a livid face, "You know a fart." Jiang Chuan is gone. Over there, Wang Mo's second scene was also half shot. The woodcutter, wearing a white robe, hid behind the lotus pond and carefully peeped at the dress of the people of this era under the cover of the lotus pond. Then he stood up, picked up the white robe that had been splashed with mud, looked left and right,touch screen digital signage, and then casually raised his head to look at the shop sign of "Xuji Garment Shop". His eyes brightened and he showed a relieved expression. This "bright at the moment", because Wang Mo's feelings are slightly less in place, a small ng so once. hsdtouch.com