Chapter 14 I must get an explanation for my body! Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique!
Chapter 14 I must get an explanation for my body! Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique!
Just as Meng Ziyi guessed.
Director Cheng approached Han Xian because he wanted him to play an assassin.
The previous assassin was a professional martial artist, only 1.7 meters tall, making him look very small compared to Lin Zhenxin, who is 1.86 meters tall.
In addition, Lin Zhenxin suddenly had a breakthrough and his momentum overwhelmed his opponent, making the fight scene more bland than expected and not very interesting.
It would be different if it were Han Xian.
Han Xian is 1.88 meters tall, two centimeters taller than Lin Zhenxin. This height difference creates a striking visual contrast.
The identity issue is also easy to change; the assassin sent by the villain Gao Ze is actually his general, so it would be normal for him to be tall and imposing.
When acting opposite the actor who plays Gao Ze, she was wearing armor and only showed a small part of her face, not her whole face.
When acting opposite Lin Zhenxin, she wore a face mask, which meant she didn't have to show her face, only her eyes were visible on screen.
As long as Han Xian can show the fierce look that almost scared everyone to death during the morning's filming, it won't take a second for the audience to feel that this assassin must be extremely ruthless and to instantly enter a tense state!
As for the fight scenes with Lin Zhenxin, because Han Xian's body was "too weak," these fight scenes were handled by a tall stuntman.
Of course, although Han Xian still doesn't show his face, his pay can no longer be calculated as that of a background extra; it has to be a special pay of 1,500 yuan.
Han Xian knew he had given too much money.
Just showing a glance or striking a pose is no different from being a front-line worker, and it's even easier.
The extra 1,200 yuan was probably meant to make him show his sharp and intimidating gaze.
But he wanted to try out the little bit of insight he had gained from getting into character that morning.
He bluntly stated, "Director Cheng, I'm willing to try the fight scenes too, otherwise I won't feel at ease taking this money."
"But your body..."
"I'm perfectly fine! I just got too into character yesterday and accidentally fainted!"
Now that things have come to this, Han Xian must demand an explanation for his health condition!
He's the male lead in this entertainment harem novel, with eight-pack abs, a V-line, and a tall, strong build.
Let alone staying up for three days and three nights without sleep!
Even if there's a seven-day, seven-night pink waterbed meeting, he'll still train a few more times on the morning of the eighth day!
The reason he fainted yesterday was simply because he was too immersed in the role, and it had nothing to do with his strong physical condition!
What male version of Lin Daiyu? That's utter nonsense!
"..."
The crowd was starting to lose control of their expressions.
He's totally immersed in the role!
What kind of role is it to play a dead body?
But while they thought this way, no one spoke up.
Anyway, the male version of Lin Daiyu is very weak, so he would give up after trying it.
Director Cheng shared the same thought as everyone else, so he readily agreed.
"Then you should practice with the national martial arts director first. If you can, film the whole thing from beginning to end. If not, it's better to find a stunt double!"
"Alright! I'll do as Director Cheng says!"
Han Xian agreed.
In reality, you can't avoid listening even if you want to.
After all, the director is the most important person in the production team.
Whether or not a stunt double is used ultimately depends on the director's decision and the stunt double's physical condition.
While there was still time, Guo Wu explained the fight scene to Han Xian.
The assassin poisoned Zhao Zilong while he was eating, and then took the opportunity to assassinate him. In the end, the assassination failed and Zhao Zilong killed him instead.
There are three key shots here.
One is that the assassin must show a murderous look in his eyes.
The other is the first sword strike of the assassination, which is meant to cleave through objects such as tables and chairs to demonstrate the assassin's strength and to highlight the bravery of his opponent, Zhao Zilong.
The third key shot is a series of shots depicting the fight between the assassin and Zhao Zilong.
Why didn't the assassin wait until Zhao Zilong was poisoned and weakened before attacking, but instead started fighting Zhao Zilong directly? Han Xian didn't want to think about it.
Anyway, "God of War Zhao Zilong" is a costume idol drama with historical elements, highlighting Zhao Zilong's bravery, so the fighting style is all decided by the director and the national martial arts instructor.
No need to practice eye acting. Han Xian recalled filming the scene of the flag bearer of the Yamen Army. He only needed to squint his eyes to reveal a chilling murderous aura.
The key scenes are the first assassination attempt and the subsequent fight with Lin Zhenxin.
Drawing his sword, slashing, and spinning horizontally, Han Xian found it quite interesting despite his clumsy practice.
Lin Zhenxin said the action scenes were so much fun.
I didn't think much of it back then, but now I realize how good it is!
In reality, if you randomly slash and hack with a sword, you'll be treated like a lunatic and arrested at 600 Wanping South Road.
But on set, especially in period martial arts films and television dramas, random slashing and hacking is perfectly normal; it would be abnormal if there were no slashing or hacking!
Tsk!
Seeing Han Xian having such a good time, everyone had different expressions.
This male version of Lin Daiyu may not be as physically weak as legend suggests, but he clearly has never practiced martial arts.
In this situation, if you want to fight Lin Chen-hsin and put on a spectacular performance, you'd probably need to practice for ten days to two weeks.
Lin Zhenxin brandished the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear in his hand, chuckling smugly, "Brother Xian, don't worry, when we fight, I'll go easy on you and promise I won't be begging you not to die."
Han Xian casually twirled his sword and replied, "What a coincidence. When we fight, I'll go easy on you, so you'll have the strength to kneel and beg me not to kill you."
Lin Zhenxin laughed, "Brother Xian, if that's how you put it, then let's give it a try right now."
Guo Wu glared at Lin Zhenxin, "What are you trying to do! Han Xian just started training. If anyone's going to try anything, it should be that assassination sword strike! Han Xian... is your body... up to it?"
Han Xian gave an OK sign. "Let's give it a try! Please point out any problems, Guo Wu, and I'll keep practicing."
Fight scenes are never something that can be filmed in one take.
Even a simple clash of swords requires multiple takes and several takes.
Moreover, his first assassination attempt was a close-up shot, so it probably had to be adjusted quite a few times.
Guo Wu smiled and stepped back, saying "Get ready." He didn't have high expectations for Han Xian; instead, he was a little worried that something might go wrong.
When it comes to dramatic scenes where the eyes are filled with murderous intent, he has no worries about Han Xian at all.
But when it comes to action scenes, he was genuinely worried about Han Xian.
Given Han Xian's physical condition, which is described as that of a "male version of Lin Daiyu," he was genuinely afraid that Han Xian would be stabbed to death by Lin Zhenxin!
At that time, the male lead was arrested and the production was halted, so the show was ruined, and everyone's hard work went down the drain!
Han Xian twirled his sword, stood with it in hand, and a classic scene suddenly flashed through his mind: the classic move of Saint Lord Qi Ye from the 03 Hong Kong version of "A Chinese Ghost Story"—the Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique!
When it comes to rankings of showing off and being cool, the Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique is definitely on the list!
In that instant, Han Xian turned his body slightly by ten degrees, his feet firmly planted on the ground as steady as Mount Tai. His upper body slowly rotated to the left, his left hand holding the sword sheath in reverse, his right hand gripping the sword hilt tightly, the veins on the back of his fingers bulging.
Clang!
Click!
In the blink of an eye, Han Xian's posture changed from drawing his sword to holding the sword in his right hand and pointing it straight at the sky.
The only sounds still echoing in the arena were the lingering echoes of sharp blades being drawn and swords slicing through blunt objects.
???
Everyone was confused.
Although Han Xian is handsome, his pose after wielding the sword is even more handsome.
But where did the sword-wielding process go?
Was it omitted?
What was that echoing sound of a sword being drawn in my ear?
And where did that clicking sound come from?
Am I hallucinating?
click!
A sharp cracking sound rang out, and the table placed in front of them shattered into pieces on the ground, standing there crumbling and looking utterly pathetic!
!!!
"Holy crap!!! This is... the effect of a single sword strike? Impossible!!!"
"That sword strike just now, was it a real attack? Or just a pose?"
"Was that sword strike too fast for us to see clearly?"
"Then isn't the speed of this sword swing beyond visual detection? Even killing someone wouldn't be that fast!"
"I think I'm hallucinating, or I'm dreaming!"
"Smack! My hand hurts! I wasn't dreaming!"
"Damn it! Why did you hit me?"
"Nonsense! I'd have to be out of my mind to hit myself!"
"Damn it!!!"
The crowd's mouths gradually widened, and their eyes went from normal to wide open.
To be honest, if a prop table had been smashed during filming, no one would have been so shocked.
Because the prop table is specially made, when a sword strikes it during filming, the wire workers off-camera will pull hard on the ropes under the table and chair, creating the scene of the table and chair breaking into pieces.
The problem is that the scene hasn't been filmed yet, and the table and chairs in front of us haven't been secured with safety ropes!
As a result, Han Xian slashed down with his sword, violently shattering the prop table. The white, ghastly wood stubble at the break point even stuck out and seemed to be laughing.
!!!
Lin Zhenxin glanced at the gleaming sword tip diagonally above, silently took three steps back, thought for a moment, and then took three more steps back.
He told the director he wouldn't film this fight scene with Brother Xian anymore.
After all, if the film is taken, Brother Xian will have to kneel down next to him and beg him not to die, which is not good for anyone!
This was done by Han Xian...?
Meng Ziyi blinked her big, watery eyes and carefully looked Han Xian up and down, left and right, who was still trying to look cool.
Is his body not very weak?
How did you suddenly become so amazing?
Could it be that everyone misunderstood his physical weakness, and the real reason was that he got too into character and accidentally fainted?
That's right!
He already has eight-pack abs, so even if he's physically weak, he shouldn't be as weak as you might think.
Next time we have barbecue, I'll order fewer large kidney skewers for him, so he doesn't get too much nourishment.
Ai?
What happened to Han Xian?
Whoops!
Seeing Han Xian about to fall, Meng Ziyi uncontrollably took a step forward and reached out to support him, but was almost crushed by his heavy body.
Fortunately, Han Xian regained his senses in time, stumbled slightly, and barely managed to maintain his balance; otherwise, the classic scene from movies and TV dramas where someone falls and accidentally kisses another person would have occurred.
Even so, Han Xian could still feel how soft and fragrant Meng Ziyi's body was.
"Brother Xian!!! Help!!!"
Lin Zhenxin shouted, and everyone rushed to help Han Xian up.
People were bringing chairs, pinching philtrum, fanning, and pouring water...
After a flurry of activity, Han Xian stopped Meng Ziyi from calling 120.
"Thanks, but I'm fine. I was just a little exhausted from swinging the sword too fast and getting so into character. By the way, how much was the table? I'll pay for it!"
"..."
Everyone rolled their eyes.
At this point, would you still want to save face and say you were too immersed in the role?
Why can't you just admit that you're physically weak?
As for the table...
Money, forget about it!
As long as your mascot doesn't cause any damage, this table is considered normal wear and tear on the props!
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