From yearning to entertainment master

Chapter 150 Master, I Can't Hold On Anymore

"No need for a substitute? What if I'm injured?"

In the crews Mr. He has been to, it is not uncommon to use doubles for dangerous scenes, and it is not uncommon for all action scenes to use doubles.

"We have a huge medical team with us."

Wu Jing said seriously: "What you pay for is your time. If you really can't do it, it's too dangerous and requires too much professionalism, so you can't come. Okay, you can. But any other actor is fine. You It must also be possible, this is your basic quality as an actor."

When it came to movies, Wu Jing couldn't help but started rambling on.

"When I was making a film before, there was one thing that always surprised me."

"What's the matter?"

"About seven or eight o'clock in the morning, I went to work with the crew, and someone next to me praised me, Brother Jing, you are so dedicated. (The original words should be added: This is so f*cking) Isn't this nonsense? They gave money to buy All you have is your time, why do you arrive late and leave early? Actors suffer from hardships, shouldn’t they be dedicated? Since when has punctuality become a virtue?”

"Now there are quite a lot of actors who are willing to endure hardships, like us Peng Peng, Zi Feng, and Xiao Xuan." Teacher He did not forget to say good things for the three juniors.

"I know this. I've seen a lot of movies about Zifeng's little girl. It's really rare in the acting circle with her age." Wu Jing vaguely remembered a movie, a close-up shot of Zhang Zifeng, who was holding a book and penetrating. The evil smile, that smile still left a deep memory in his memory.

"Ms. Huang, Mr. He, Brother Jing, you talk, I'm going up." Peng Peng was full after eating and drinking, and after listening to the conversation of several people for a while, he became sleepy for a while.

As soon as he got up, Ye Mingxuan stopped him: "Don't worry, don't worry, the agreed horse steps must not be missed."

I almost forgot about it, if I just remembered it, I would have let you get away with it. If you said you would walk at night, then you must do it, and you must keep your word.

"Brother, look, it's already midnight, don't you?"

Peng Peng was still secretly happy just now, brother Xuan's attention was attracted by Wu Jing's conversation, he thought that he should be able to escape tonight, but before he was happy, he was stopped by brother Xuan.Peng Peng showed resistance.

"What is important in martial arts is perseverance. The same is true for weight loss. You have to persevere. How can you lose weight if you don't persist? How can you take on the show if you don't lose weight? How can you find a girlfriend if you don't have a show? If you don't have a girlfriend, you will die alone. Think about it. How pitiful is the time?"

Ye Mingxuan was talking nonsense in a serious manner.

"Brother, it's not that serious, is it?"

Isn't it just to lose weight?is it so serious?If you are a little fatter, you may take the role. Besides, what the hell is going to die alone?

"It doesn't matter whether it's strict or not, if you ask you to stab it, you can stab it, so there will be so much nonsense." Naturally, Teacher Huang is doing it for Peng Peng's own good. If you can't grasp the opportunity, you can only blame yourself.

"Mr. Huang, do you really want to take a step?"

Peng Peng's struggle is meaningless, everyone unanimously decided to make you jump, can you still run?
"Brother, what should I do?"

Although the horse stance is simple, Peng Peng feels that Ye Mingxuan is a professional and should be different.

"I'll try it too, Xiaoxuan, tell me, I'll do it with Peng Peng."

Mr. He is just to join in the fun, of course, doing so will not embarrass Peng Peng too much.

"Mr. He, with your small body, can you do it?"

Teacher Huang did not forget to mock Teacher He at the camera: "Do you believe that Teacher He can't hold on for 3 minutes?"

"Who said I can't do it? I'm sure I can do it. How can a man say no?" Without the girl, Teacher He didn't think so much.

"Then try it, don't just talk about it."

"Xiaoxuan, I don't believe you when you say I'm doing it with Peng Peng, how could I not have it for 3 minutes?"

Teacher He rolled up his sleeves and said unconvinced.

"Okay." Ye Mingxuan found a thin bamboo strip more than half a meter long, with his hands behind his back, his expression was serious, and he looked like a martial arts master.

"Spread your feet parallel, the width of the soles of your feet between your feet, your feet parallel, puffy, straight, parallel. Bend your knees at ninety degrees, squat down, at ninety degrees."

Ye Mingxuan checked the postures of the two of them, there was something wrong with Peng Peng, it was a fried pork with bamboo strips, grinning in pain.

"Mr. He, don't pinch your thighs, spread them out. By the way, don't move your feet. That's right, don't move your feet. Your knees should not go over your toes, your thighs should be parallel to the ground, keep your head up and your chest out, your waist straight and loose. How can there be the spirit of a martial arts practitioner."

Not to mention that Ye Mingxuan is quite strict when teaching Peng Peng, the teacher is old after all, so it's fine if there is any meaning to the standard or not.

"Hold your hands on your chest, put your head up, Peng Peng, keep your waist straight, don't bow your waist, it's too ugly."

After Ye Mingxuan finished speaking, the two of them faced each other with a standard horse-step punching movement, and the momentum was really different.

"Yes, that's it. Hold on tight, don't shake, the first practice doesn't need to be long, just 3 minutes."

It had only been about ten seconds since Mr. He's legs were trembling slightly, and his body was slowly sinking down. The blue veins on his face were clearly visible as he gritted his teeth, and even his eyes were straining.

Peng Peng was young, a little bit better, but only a little bit, his face was flushed from holding back, although his legs trembled a little, at least he didn't squat down.

"Director Wang, do we have any durians?"

Ye Mingxuan smirked and asked Wang Zhengyu.

"Have."

"Director Wang, borrow it."

Ye Mingxuan moved a small stool and put it under Peng Peng's body. He put the durian on the stool. The distance between the durian and Peng Peng's PG was only two or three centimeters.

"Brother ~ no, don't be so ruthless ~?"

Peng Peng turned his neck slightly and looked at Ye Mingxuan and said, as soon as he opened his mouth and breathed out, he felt his whole body sank, unconsciously sinking a little, Peng Peng could even feel the durian thorns pricking his pants.

"Shut up, don't talk, sink your dantian, don't think too much, straighten your waist, Peng Peng, your hands are stretched forward, your arms, thighs, and the ground are parallel."

Teacher He basically squatted down, Ye Mingxuan didn't care, just stared at Peng Peng, every part was strictly required and must be standardized.In less than a minute, Peng Peng's legs were already trembling violently, his face was congested with too much force, his face was flushed red, and his neck was a bit thick.

"Come on, stretch out your hand and give you some presents."

Ye Mingxuan took two bottles of Deluxe and stood between Peng Peng's hands.

"Don't move, if it falls down, it will take another 3 minutes."

Peng Peng only now knows the difficulty of the standard horse stance. It only takes a few tens of seconds, and it feels as hard as centuries. His legs are not his own anymore, and they have gradually become numb. If you don't persist, if you can't persist, how many holes will you have to pierce?
"Brother~"

"What's the matter?" Ye Mingxuan took a chair and sat in front of Peng Peng, drinking Milk Deluxe in his spare time.

"I... hold on... I can't take it anymore..."

Peng Peng gritted his teeth and his face was ferocious when he said these words. The Deluxe had already been grabbed by him, and his outstretched arms were trembling uncontrollably.

"Sit down if you can't hold on, I didn't stop you!"

The people who looked like fools just wanted to punch two punches to be self-sufficient, and that's not counting, they even took a plate of unfinished food, and put a mouthful of it on Peng Peng's mouth to tease.

"It's so delicious, do you want to eat it?" Ye Mingxuan winked and said to Peng Peng.

"No...don't eat."

Peng Peng was stabbed by the durian, even though his whole body was trembling, he still gritted his teeth and stood firm.

Teacher He has long since died, sitting in the gazebo rubbing his legs, and looking at Peng Peng pityingly: "It's just such a simple movement, it's too tiring, even more tiring than harvesting rapeseed. It's going to kill me."

"Is it so exaggerated?" Teacher Huang was a little unconvinced. Although Peng Peng's performance was very real, how could he be so tired in just one minute?

"Yes, three to five minutes is already a very good result for the first time Zamabu. Zamabu is my childhood nightmare. I do Zamabu every day."

Wu Jing is a martial arts student, so he knows this best.

Teacher Huang considered Peng Peng for a while, then shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm tired just looking at it."

"This horse stance is a bit interesting to teach. When I was a child, the horse stance was light. The most terrifying thing is the horse stance and the wooden spear. This is the most difficult."

Wu Jing is from a family of martial arts, and his family has passed down marksmanship.

"What's the point of raising a wooden gun?"

A wooden gun weighed three to five catties to death, and it would not be a big deal to hold it for half an hour without a horse.

"Mr. Huang, hold one end of a two-meter-long wooden spear, straighten it forward and parallel to the ground, and then put on a horse stance. It's no easier than resisting a hundred catties."

Wu Jing smiled and explained that this method mainly trains the strength of the wrist and arms, and the horse stance exercise can make the lower body stable, the footsteps flexible, and the waist strong. It can be said to exercise the muscles of the whole body.

"Holding the wooden gun like this? Then I guess my arm will be crippled in three days, you... Peng Peng be careful..."

Teacher He was talking, Peng Peng fell to the side, ignoring other things, and shouted anxiously.

Without waiting for Teacher He to make other moves, Ye Mingxuan had sharp eyesight and quick hands, grabbed Peng Peng, kicked the durian away, and helped Peng Peng to sit down.

"Brother, do you have 3 minutes?"

It's not that Peng Peng is tired and paralyzed, it's just that the muscles in his legs are too sore, numb and disobedient, and falling to Ye Mingxuan is also intentional, Peng Peng knows that Ye Mingxuan will not just watch him fall to the ground, his legs It's really unbearable.

"It's almost exactly 3 minutes, it's okay, how is it? How does it feel?"

Ye Mingxuan straightened Peng Peng's leg and helped him massage the muscles on his leg. If he really wanted to let it go, Peng Peng would not even think about working tomorrow, and he wouldn't be able to sleep well tomorrow night.

"Brother, I'm fine, just rest for a while." Peng Peng said, shaking his arms.

"If you don't massage, you don't want to get out of bed tomorrow morning, and you won't be able to sleep tomorrow night." Wu Jing looked at Peng Peng pityingly and said.

"why?"

It is true that my legs are sore when I do the zama step, and I am so uncomfortable that I feel fine when I stop, not very tired.

"It's fine now. If you don't care about the pain in your legs tomorrow morning, your arms are too. Relax, I'll massage your muscles and bones, and you'll be fine tomorrow after a night of sleep."

"Master, I'll help Peng Peng go up to rest first."

"Go, rest when you go up, don't come down, it's one o'clock in the morning."

(End of this chapter)