Chapter 137

When the strength gap is opened, a platinum is enough to hang a group of bronze, and many people are useless.

What's more, in order not to make the lens appear scattered, the arranged shooting belongs to the style of huluwa saving Grandpa. There are at most two in a wave. Bai Chun is a little embarrassed. She feels that the picture effect is too small. Does it seem that she underestimates people?

It's just that people around me obviously don't think so.

They are not like Bai Chun. Even if it is a group performance, the crew is old-fashioned. They have seen countless shooting scenes and know how troublesome filming is.

Don't say it's a martial arts play. Even if it's a literary play with few lines, sometimes it takes a long time to shoot two or three simple dialogues. It's either a joke or it doesn't cooperate well.

It's so difficult to cooperate with literary and opera, not to mention martial arts.

In fact, Wen Ji also knew that it was very dangerous for Bai chun to use the real sword. If Bai Chun hadn't convinced everyone by his previous performance, he promised to give each group performance a red envelope. I'm afraid the group performers wouldn't want to.

You may get hurt with props. What's the matter with a real sword? I don't think it's too expensive to drive. Do you want to change a bike?

In fact, Wen Ji's plan of "one mirror to the end" is still not completed.

Xu was nervous. When a group of performers "killed" Bai Chun, Bai Chunjian went out. As soon as the group slipped under their feet, they fell forward and hit, and the whole crew was shocked.

At the moment when the actor slipped his feet, his mind was blank, and countless memories of his life emerged. Finally, there was only one thought in his mind: "I can't see my family again!"

Until he fell to the ground, his mind was empty. Liu Zhengqiang ran over to check him. He still felt that his neck was hot and afraid of being hurt by a sword.

Although the "real sword" in Bai Chun's hand has not opened its blade, and the sword tip has been deliberately blunt, it is iron after all. Where is a good place for meat to touch iron?

The group performance fell to the ground and felt that he was dying and had difficulty breathing.

"It's okay, it's okay! I'm not hurt. Come and have a glass of water to relax!"

Liu Zhengqiang's back was in a cold sweat. He just felt that he had not been so stimulated since he entered the industry. Looking at Bai Chun's eyes, he seemed to be looking at a change and state.

In his eyes, Bai Chun's sword was only less than half a meter away from the actor, and Bai Chun's sword was a straight stab, and the other party fell forward again. It took less than one second, and both had to meet.

Don't talk about action. Even if it's a reaction, ordinary people are afraid they can't react.

In fact, after Bai Chunxuan drew his sword and the group performance fell to the ground for two or three seconds, Liu Zhengqiang reacted and ran over.

Do Kung Fu practitioners react so quickly?

Is there such an exaggeration?

Bai Chun took the sword back to its sheath and picked up the unlucky group performance. He was embarrassed and said, "I didn't practice my Kung Fu well. I can't take care of taking the sword back, so I can't help you. What's the matter? Didn't I fall?"

In winter, the other party falls to the ground. Naturally, it won't feel good, but after escaping, he only feels lucky. Where will he care about falling?

Then he said gratefully: "I didn't fall. I'm fine. Thank you... Thank you, brother chun."

Bai Chun is young and cute. When she introduces herself, she directly "tells Bai" to keep up. In these two days, the crew except Wen Xiaowu and Wen Ji call themselves forget the opportunity, others are told by Bai.

However, at this time, Bai Chun, who was younger than himself, was called "brother chun", but no one felt wrong, as if it was natural.

Wen Ji also burst into a cold sweat. When the accident happened, he regretted his temporary adventure. At this time, he came to see that nothing had happened. His heart appreciated it more and more fiercely: "anyway, first send this brother to the hospital for a good examination. Xiao Wu, you give him a red envelope and the salary will be paid today."

Looking at Bai Chun again, his eyes were already blazing: "forget the opportunity, you didn't say before that your Kung Fu is so good and your reaction is so fast! It's hard to believe that you didn't see it with your own eyes!"

The surrounding crew members were also convinced. They felt that this was deeply in my heart. Such a quick response was like an ancient kung fu master.

Bai Chun shook his head and felt that the compliment was ironic: "my reaction was still slow, otherwise I wouldn't be able to take care of the sword and help people."

"How could it be? So fast and slow? Young man, don't be too modest!" Wen Ji felt that Bai Chun was suspected of pretending to be B.

Bai Chun still feels like a waste: "for an intuitive example, well, let's say those professional players, which reaction is not so fast as human? Like faker's residual blood killing Yue Lun, I still can't remember his steps to kill Yue Lun. I don't know how long it will take to practice to match the reaction speed. If you say I react quickly in front of him, I'm afraid I don't want to laugh to death."

Wen Ji doesn't watch the lol competition and doesn't know the example Bai Chun cited, but Wen Xiaowu next to him and some young people in the crew know the stem of "Silk blood robbery against killing full blood robbery". When they think of the big demon in e-sports, they immediately think Bai Chun has a point.

Ordinary people really can't use their own thinking to measure the limits of those professionals.

Wen Xiaowu thought of this and said, "it's just a great God for us anyway! Forget the machine, great! I just don't understand. Is it so difficult to write a book?