Hong Kong Entertainment: Kung Fu Superstar 1981

Chapter 107

Thanks to this stage, there is a layer of sponge between the top wooden board and the support board.

Otherwise, if the ferocious blue thunder bomb was used on the concrete floor, there would be no need to film the rest of the film.

After finishing throwing the bomb, he turned his back to the camera and raised his fist high. It seemed that he wanted to use his fist to chase, but in fact he asked in a low voice: "How are you, Brother Min, are you okay?"

"Hiss... no, continue!"

It spun from mid-air and hit the table. It was impossible to say it didn't hurt at all.

But fortunately, Chen Huimin doesn't have a big boss temper when filming. As long as the effect is good and he is not seriously injured, it doesn't matter. Even if he takes a step back, he is also a person who wants to save face. During the filming process, if If he yells and screams after being seriously injured by a fart, then what qualifications does he have to be someone's eldest brother? No matter how thick-skinned he is, he can't be this thick.

"It's your turn to lock me up."

As Zhang Yang spoke, his fist "smashed" Chen Huimin's chest. Chen Huimin hurriedly grabbed Zhang Yang's arm, but forgot how to actually fight the triangle lock in Zhang Yang's mouth, and was stunned for a moment.

With just such a moment of hesitation, the film's previously smooth fighting rhythm was suddenly interrupted.

Seeing this situation, Chen Jiashang, who was behind the monitor, shook his head helplessly and spoke.

"Crack!"

Yes, let’s reshoot it.

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly at Chen Huimin and casually reached out to pull her up.

……

After the previous mistakes, Chen Huimin's performance in the second half was particularly serious.

But as this important fight scene at the end of the film, even though Chen Jiashan knew that both Zhang Yang and Chen Huimin were in a hurry to complete it, he insisted on following the high requirements and standards in his heart, and only took a few supplementary shots here and there. , it took two full days to finish filming.

As the post-production editor who was originally recruited by Zhang Yang from Shaw Brothers, as he gradually accumulated experience in directing films, he increasingly acquired the demeanor and pursuit of quality that a great director should have. He was no longer just an occasional editor. Thoughts, the rest of the time has been accommodating to the end of the yes man.

Zhang Yang was quite happy to see his change.

Zhang Yang knew very well about himself. He asked him to act in fighting scenes and write scripts. He still had a role to play. If he asked him to sit in the director's chair and face the monitor, even though there were classic scenes from previous movies still fresh in his mind. , but he can't micromanage everything.

After all, professional matters must be left to professionals.

If Yingyang Pictures really wants to go far enough in the future, it won't be able to make movies just by promoting itself.

Low-cost comedies like Mr. Zombie, which make money, will eventually have to be shot by people. When the time comes, directors like Chen Jiashang who can support a project and set independently will be the best resources in Zhang Yang's hands.

In any case, when the time came to October 10, Zhang Yang's scenes in Sha Po Lang's "The Crew" were finally completed.

The filming was able to be completed so quickly, not only because the entire crew made way for Zhang Yang, but also because the role of Ma Jun in the film is not too heavy. As for the rest of the filming, the crew will continue to shoot non-stop. Work overtime so that it can be completed before mid-November.

Of course, the crew is still busy, but Zhang Yang is not idle either.

Not long after the filming started, Mr. Qiu from ATV has been urging the variety show.

Now it's time for Zhang Yang to fulfill his promise.

……

Two days later, in a small room in the Thousand Pigeon Cage House in Kowloon City.

A boy in school uniform, about [-] or [-] years old, was sitting on the edge of the bed, lowering his head and saying nothing.

The female program host sent by ATV was comforting him in a low voice.

"A Dong, you didn't take the initiative to call and hope that we would come to help you. Look, we are here now. What do you have to say that you don't want to talk about? You don't have to be afraid. My sister is here. How can those people bully you? You, please tell the truth, okay?"

The soft-spoken persuasion of the hostess did not make the boy relent, and he remained silent.

The room was too small, and Zhang Yang couldn't squeeze in. He stood by the door, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke slowly.

"Turn off the recording and go out first. Let me chat with him alone for a while."

"Mr. Zhang, if there is no recording..." The female host was still hesitant, but Zhang Yang waved her hand, indicating that they should just do as she said.

The other party also knew Zhang Yang's fame and importance to this program. He looked at each other with the staff next to him, sighed helplessly, turned off the recording equipment in his hand, and retreated to the living room.

Zhang Yang stepped into the small room, closed the door behind him, and then sat across from the little boy.

He did not rush to ask about the other party's experience, but reached out from the bag and took out the apple they brought, gently peeled the peel with a knife, and asked like a normal conversation: "The announcement from our program team is from NO.15, it just started to be posted, when did you see it?”

"Ten...NO.15." The boy hesitated and replied timidly.

Saw it that same day?

But according to the introduction of the female host, they only received a call from the boy last night.

Taking this step probably took a lot of courage from him.

Zhang Yang sighed softly in his heart and continued to ask: "Do you still remember the name of the person who bullied you?"

The boy hesitated for a long time before finally speaking slowly.

"Li Jiayao, but in school, everyone calls him Ba Wangyao."

"Is he always looking for money from you?"

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and handed the peeled apple to the boy.

After the boy took the apple, he stared at the apple in his hand for a long time, and finally nodded slowly.

"Did you ever fight him back?"

"Grandma said, I can't cause trouble."

The boy looked at the apple in his hand, and his guard gradually relaxed.

"I heard people say that if you hurt someone, you have to pay at least a few thousand yuan to them. I, I don't want to make my grandma too hard."

"Then you don't have to worry this time. My brother will help you solve the money matter."

Zhang Yang smiled and expressed relief, and then took out an apple from the bag.

"If you have any grievances, you can tell your brother, and he will help you teach them a lesson, okay?"

The boy raised his head, the light in his eyes flashed, but then he looked out the door worriedly.

After hesitating for a moment, he said to Zhang Yang in a voice that sounded like pleading: "Can you keep something secret for me?"

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yang was startled.

"Actually, it was my birthday yesterday."

The boy lowered his head and paused.

"My grandma didn't have time to cook for me, so she specially wrapped a red envelope for me and asked me to eat hamburgers for lunch."

"I have never eaten anything before. I don't want to give money to Bawangyao, and he will beat me, twist my ears, and call others..."

Zhang Yang frowned, his face gloomy to the extreme.

"What else does he call me?"

"He... asked someone to take off my pants..."

"Crack."

For a moment, Zhang Yang couldn't control his strength, and the apple in his hand was pinched until it cracked.

(End of this chapter)