Yuen Woo He understood what Chen Qi meant and went to find Li Lianjie. After a few days of running-in, the two finally got the Tai Chi he wanted. Then, Yuan Woo He did two things: One was to teach how to hang on the wire. A proper wire should use imported special thin steel wire. Where can Beijing Film Studio have this stuff? It’s good to find steel wire. Paint it with black paint. Be careful when shooting, and don’t make the goofs too obvious. The second is to sprinkle white powder on the actors. Anyone who has seen Hong Kong movies knows that when a punch hits a person, white smoke will pop out, accompanied by bang bang bang sounds and wonderful movements, with a full sense of impact. What is a sense of impact? It means not empty, especially solid, and especially crisp. Many similar small skills are accumulated by Hong Kong martial arts in the process of trial and error. Everyone got Chen Qi’s instructions and learned while practicing. Now it is May, Chen Qi has fulfilled his promise to Zhang Xinyan, and "Tai Chi" has officially started! After a few simple fight scenes, we started shooting the tower battle. Yuan Heping was under a lot of pressure. It was the first time for him to take such a big job. There were seven fights, and he had to show seven different styles. The last one was a two-handed sword! He had never seen a two-handed sword before, and he was busy thinking about it all day.
… Early in the morning of that day. After the studio was set up for the interior, Chen Qi rushed to take a look and said, "It's very good, it looks very realistic." "Wow, this shaman mask is well hung. Is that your idea?" "Really? I just had this idea when I had a flash of inspiration." Li Wenhua smiled, looked around, and waved, "Qingli, come here!" "This should be the first time you meet. This is Zhao Qingli, a senior prop master in the factory. He is from the same creative group as me." "Oh, hello! Please give me more advice!" Chen Qizhao Li smiled and stretched out his hand. Zhao Qingli looked at him, then suddenly rolled his eyes, shook his head and walked away, muttering: "It's really a new era. Anyone can do this job." Li Wenhua was embarrassed and whispered: "He is just like this, uh, not very likable." "Is he like this to everyone?" "He was okay when he was young, but later his wife ran away with someone else, and he never got a room, and his salary couldn't be raised, so he became like this. When he gets angry, he dares to scold anyone, even the factory director." Ouch! Chen Qi didn't sympathize at all. Seven masters, today we will shoot Xiong Xinxin first. Chen Qi gave Xiong Xinxin a green robe, a wig and a bamboo hat, and a big mole on his forehead. "The first two games must be fought quickly, otherwise the rhythm will be slow. This Korean guy has no martial ethics. He didn't say hello and attacked immediately. His kicks were swift and fierce, but Yang Yugan withstood these three tricks and easily defeated him. He lost and attacked again. Both shoes were thrown off. He was in a mess..." "Okay, I understand!"
Yuen Woo-ping laughed in his heart. It seems that he has a big prejudice against Korean guys, ah, Korean ronin? But the good thing about him is that he doesn't ask unnecessary questions. Then, he taught Li Lianjie and Xiong Xinxin the set of moves. The so-called fighting scenes are choreographed in advance. The actors remember the moves. When the camera is turned on, they just need to fight according to the routine. "Xiao Xin, how is it? Are you nervous?" Chen Qi asked. "Brother Qi, can you please not call me Xiaoxin?" "Then call you Xiaoxiong?" "You should still call me Xiaoxin!" The 18-year-old Xiong Xinxin was dejected. Who asked his parents to give him such a name? "I'm telling you, you are the first to appear in the Seven Heroes Tower, and you are also the first to act. You must do your best. It doesn't matter if you can't remember the movements. We will practice a few more times and shoot when we are ready." "Don't worry, I understand!" Xiong Xinxin nodded vigorously, his facial muscles were so tense that they twitched, and he kept encouraging himself in his heart: You can do it, you can do it, you are here on behalf of Guangxi, you are the only Guangxi person in the whole group, you can't embarrass your hometown! ! ! He is from Liuzhou, the place where snail noodles are made. "Okay, get ready!" "Let's try it first, 321, start!" As soon as the words fell, Li Lianjie and Xiong Xinxin started fighting. Li Wenhua shouted, "Stop, stop, stop! I told you to slow down. You're so fast that the camera can't catch it!" "Sorry, director!" "Come again!" "Stop, the action was wrong just now!" Yuan Heping also shouted. "Come again!" After several attempts, they finally practiced the moves of a scene. They had no problem with their skills, but their mentality. "Okay, let's officially shoot!" "Start!" Xiong Xinxin glared, ran a few steps, jumped up, and kicked in the air. Li Lianjie stretched out his hand to block it. As soon as Xiong Xinxin landed, he followed with a roundhouse kick, another roundhouse kick, a sweep kick, and then a whirlwind kick... Clear and sharp. These five kicks were choreographed by Yuan Heping after he confirmed that he could do it. "Good!" "It's done very beautifully!" Li Wenhua and Yuan Heping clapped their hands, and Chen Qi also gave a thumbs up: "Xiao Xin is great!"
The onlookers Ge Chunyan, Wang Qun and others were also very excited. The atmosphere of the crew created by Chen Qi was very contagious. He was both an opponent and a partner. Xiong Xinxin touched the back of his head and laughed. After shooting a few more scenes, it was time for the wire action scene. Li Lianjie would hit him with a palm, and he would fly backwards three meters away, and he had to fly very high, so he had to use wire action. Yuan Heping found several young people from the props team and gave them many warnings: "If he hits him with one palm, you immediately pull him back so that he is in the air... If you want to pull him up here, it doesn't matter if he's a little more or less." !” "I know, I know!" "Do you really understand?" "Although my apprentices are not clever, they are not stupid. They are just pulling the rope." Zhao Qingli said from the side and encouraged his apprentice: "Pull well, don't be embarrassed!" "Let's try it first!" Why does martial arts in Hong Kong need to be organized into classes? Because the filming scene is a team work, it requires martial arts to design, stand-in, and draw wire and pull wire. Everyone cooperates tacitly and naturally forms a class. Yuan Heping did not bring a martial artist with him this time and had to rely on the employees of Beijing Film Studio. Li Wenhua was also very worried. He had never done anything like this before. Xiong Xinxin put on the clothes for hanging wires and put on the costume outside. She only felt that her shoulders, waist, and crotch were being severely strangled, but she still comforted the director: "It's okay, I'll live again." "Second time." "Attention!" "Pull a little first, 3, 2, 1, let's start!" I saw Xiong Xinxin get up and then fall to the ground. "Not bad!" "Do it again, a little bigger this time!" After trying two or three times, Yuan Heping saw that it was OK and signaled to start filming. "321, start!" Xiong Xinxin was highly concentrated and remembered Yuan Heping's words. When she heard the shouting started, she immediately jumped back with all her strength and left the rest to Ravia's brothers. He did the same thing, pointed his toes to the ground, jumped back hard, and flew into the air. He still remembered to act like he was being knocked away, but suddenly he realized something was wrong! Why are you so close to the ground? ! From the perspective of others: Xiong Xinxin flew up at first, but only about two meters up, and then she fell straight down like a kite with a broken string, as if she suddenly lost her strength. "Fuck!" Chen Qi reacted the fastest and ran forward. "Mom!" Li Wenhua was so frightened that he lost his soul. When he saw Xiong Xinxin falling and lying there motionless, he hurried over. The rest of the people were even more confused. The Yuan brothers, Yu Chenghui and others all rushed forward to grab them, and some went to the factory health center to call a doctor. "Don't move, don't move, don't even touch him!"
Chen Qi opened his arms to protect Xiong Xinxin and shouted: "Don't be so crowded, spread out!" "Where's the doctor? Have you found a doctor?" "Someone's gone!" "Xiong Xinxin? Xiong Xinxin? Can you hear me?" Xiong Xinxin lay on the ground, protecting her head with both hands, showing a state of self-protection, but she closed her eyes and remained motionless. After a while, she slowly opened her eyes, "How annoying are you!" "I was beaten to death!" I didn't understand the first sentence. Chen Qi just took it as a compliment and asked quickly: "How are you? Where does it hurt? Do you feel any fractures?" "My whole body hurts, but I can still hold on." "Don't speak yet!" Yu Hai and Yu Chenghui squeezed over. They were coaches and experienced in bruises. They took a cursory look and said, "It's better to send it to the hospital for a check-up!" "No, I'll just take a break!" "Stop talking nonsense, just go if you are told!" After a while, the doctor from the health center came and suggested going to the hospital, so Xiong Xinxin had to be carried away. It was a bad start, and the previously cheerful atmosphere suddenly fell to the bottom. Li Wenhua turned around and scolded the prop crew members of Lavia, saying: "What do you do for food? You can't even pull a rope!" "I didn't mean it, I didn't hold it back for a moment!" "This brother's life is in your hands, why don't you hold him back? Please be more serious!" Yuan Heping also said. "That's right, how can you be responsible if it falls like this?" "What are you doing?" Zhao Qingli was unhappy and jumped out: "That's almost it. They haven't done it before. How could they know it's so heavy?" "This is not a question of whether you know it or not. It is related to the safety of others. You have to hold it back even if you don't have the strength!" "How can I pull when I have no strength?" Zhao Qingli speaks authentic Beijing movies. He wears cloth shoes with his heels on. He just pulls them up without lifting them. Li Wenhua was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do. He was an old employee. "We will pull him later, we are strong!" Yu Chenghui suddenly said. "Yes, we can pull it!" Yu Hai also said. "That's good, it saves us trouble and avoids trouble." Zhao Qingli hummed. "What did you say?" Chen Qi suddenly turned around. "What did I say?"
Zhao Qingli raised his eyebrows and glared. He was already unhappy with Chen Qi, but now he felt even more tempted to seize the opportunity: "I've wanted to talk to you for a long time. Who do you think you are when a young boy is making noise in the factory? Others dare not speak, but I dare! The old factory director is protecting you, so what? I am also a veteran employee. If seniors criticize you, you have to suffer! " "..." Chen Qi looked at him for a while, as if to identify whether this person was mentally ill, then waved his hand and said: "Ji Chunhua, hold him down!" "good!" Ji Chunhua had already suppressed his anger, so he strode up to him and pressed him to the ground in twos and twos like grabbing a chicken. Li Wenhua wanted to go up and break up the fight, but Sun Jiankui calmly stopped him. "Fuck!" "You dare to trick me? I'll report you, I'll put up big-character posters on you! I'll make it impossible for you to live in peace!" Zhao Qingli struggled desperately. Chen Qi was in a terrible mood because Xiong Xinxin was injured, but there was still an idiot provoking him. He walked over and squatted down: "You reported me? Who are you?"
