The moon is bright and the stars are sparse at night, and the scorching of the day slowly dissipates with the breeze after the night falls, which also makes the cast and crew members of the "Painted Skin" crew relax. 6868666666666666666666666666666666666.□.≠o

"Brother Zhang, go back and take a shower and go to bed. I guess I'll have to take pictures until dawn today."

On a sand dune adjacent to the crew, he lay across the top of the sand dune, with cardboard under his body, looking at Gan Tao crossing his legs, looking up at the hazy crescent moon, and moving the same way toward him, but Zhang Qiang, who frequently made sharp coughs, persuaded him.

"I don't dare to sleep. I'm very afraid that after falling asleep, I go to a place where I don't know each other's life without Tongxin, and you and Junzi!"

After Zhang Qiang finished speaking, a rapid cough sounded, and he had to turn over and cough while patting the casual trousers that were very expensive but not valued by the owner. It was already covered in dust.

He took out a pack of cigarettes, coughed to death, and pulled out two pieces of them like a fight, stuffed them into his mouth, and handed them to the side, put their right arm under his head, and looked at him with his extremely bright eyes.

Gan Tao did not refuse, but lit it sideways and spit out a cigarette. Zhang Qiang's all kinds of things at that time and now made him feel melancholy.

After smoking for two puffs, he pressed the remaining half of the cigarette on the fine sand, "It's better to smoke less, it's not good for the health!"

"It's going to be a day earlier or later!" Zhang Qiang's answer was full of pessimism.

"Where will the future of Tongxin?" Zhang Qiang spitted old phlegm not far away and asked him.

He turned over and continued to lie on his back, "I didn't think about it, and I couldn't see it clearly. It might be the earliest we planned to live in a corner of the south of the Yangtze River, or it might spread all over the country, or it might collapse!"

"You don't have confidence?"

Zhang Qiang's words made him wonder how to answer. It was not that he had no confidence, but that he had seen too many things in a daze. The life he yearned for since childhood was to have a house of his own. Then his wife and children were warm-hearted. He was just an actor and used self-protection methods. "8" "Reading "Books, 2■3.o⊥

From beginning to end, he did not regard Tongxin as his career. Among the three founders of Tongxin, Zhang Qiang, even though he almost brought Tongxin to the abyss.

"Don't worry, even if I am not able to make Tongxin the number one in China, Jiangnan is still very sure."

Zhang Qiang, who understands that no relatives or reasons, cares most is probably the unity of his efforts, and he expresses his will.

"Producer Zhang, Teacher Gan, Teacher Gan!"

Turning over and looking at the crew of "Painted Skin" with lights under the dune, the crew was holding the horn and shouting at the dune at the top of his lungs. He got up and cut off Zhang Qiang's words to his throat, "Go down, filming is going to start."

On the eighth day of the scene of Wang Sheng's desert suppression of bandits, the crew's running-in level became better and better, and the cooperation between martial arts and extras and actors became more and more tacit, and even his fighting movements became more and more skillful.

He plays a border general with martial arts skills and emphasizes movement as a red rabbit and quiet as a virgin. Each move needs to be clean and neat.

Therefore, he asked the martial arts commander to design some of the moves that are fast, accurate and ruthless.

It is impossible for him to do this without any selfishness. After all, he stole the iconic sign of another male actor in the play. Fortunately, Wang Sheng's scenes are mostly literary dramas, and there are only one or two action scenes.

Follow Wu Zhi to the entire shooting venue, remembering the actions that should be done in each place in a while. After two consecutive test shots were corrected, the actual shooting officially began.

"Swish, swish!"

At night, in the dark desert, two arrows broke through the wind towards the sand bandits on the wooden watchtower. Wang Sheng, who was following the arrows with the lights of the watchtower, saw the sand bandits on the patrol falling down, and instantly cut off a piece of wooden fence and bowed in.

As for the sudden "swish, swish" sound, it comes from Gan Tao's fantasy. During the filming of the crew, even a little bit of how to get into the show, he would choose to try it. He likes this kind of fun of having another life.

So, when he stepped into the sand bandit camp and took out a sharp blade to wipe off a sand bandit's neck, he was the general guarding the border defense - Wang Sheng!

"Thorn" the white cloth in the tent broke into a big mouth. He responded to the sound, causing the photographer behind him to slow down twice before he could catch up. Then he saw Gan Tao, who had a long hand and a round shield in the other hand, half-kneeling on the ground, said: "Oh, I sprained ankle, sprained ankle!"

The male lead and producer was injured, and this matter was not small. The director, deputy director, martial arts commander, actor, extra, a large group of people surrounded him in the middle and stuffed the tent tightly.

"It's quite serious!" Director Chen Jiashang glanced at his socks slowly taken off by Xiao Yang, and the big feet with swollen ankles smacked his lips and said.

He nodded, frowned and said to Xiao Yang who was squatting at his feet at a loss: "Go and give me the beating wine!"

All the stuttering wine he used was from Yang Junyi, and the effect was very good. Over the past few years, he had already developed the habit of having to carry on any movie.

"It's in the hotel!" Xiao Yang looked sad.

Gan Tao is a trump card client of a celebrity agency. Although Zhou Qing was vomiting because she didn't get the character in "Painted Skin", if she knew that someone was injured, the first one was her little assistant. Thinking of Zhou Qing's tough look when she scolded people, Xiao Yang felt more nervous when she looked at her swollen feet for a while.

"I, the person involved, didn't even scream, what are you shaking here?" Gan Tao grinned his teeth and scolded Xiao Yang, who was squatting and shaking like a sieve.

"Brother, go to the hospital, it looks quite serious!" Xiao Yang advised him.

"I know whether it is serious or not." He finished speaking with a plain expression, took the medicinal wine handed over by the martial arts commander and wiped it. It was not until a feeling of concentration that he felt that such a wound would definitely not be able to film tonight. He apologized to the director and the martial arts commander: "Director Chen, I am really embarrassed. I may have to postpone the show tonight for one day."

It is true that he loves to perform, and the injuries he suffered are not serious enough to die. But his body is his own after all. As the saying goes, the body is the capital of revolution.

What's more, he is not fully immersed in the filming of "Tengou". He also has the lessons of the elder brother Zhang Qiang, which can distinguish the importance of life and personal body.

Therefore, he spoke to the director calmly about his request for one night of leave.

He can be dedicated, but it is a bit difficult to be dedicated with injuries. His family is not as poor as he can't live.

"Save it for filming tomorrow. I think it's very tired after two big nights. Today, everyone will clean up in advance and go back to the city to wash up." The director was very enlightened.
Chapter completed!