Extracting skills from movies

As soon as the elevator doors opened, several people stepped out.

Du Sheng booked a suite, intending to stay with Zhong Zhen.

Seeing this, Yang Mi immediately wanted to take Gulnazar next door, but Zhong Zhen glanced at Du Sheng and said:

"Mimi, you stay here. Naza and her assistant can go live next door."

Zhong Zhen's strong, independent spirit was so strong that even though Yang Mi was now a top star and used to big events, she was still a little intimidated in front of her.

Having missed the previous two vacations, she hadn't yet 'worked' with Zhong Zhen, so she felt a bit of awe.

Influenced by Yang Mi, and being her first time back in Suzhou, Gulinazha was somewhat nervous facing the "official wife" Zhong Zhen, and just wanted to be invisible.

Hearing Zhong Zhen speak, Yang Mi smiled and replied:
"Thank you, Sister Zhen!"

Zhong Zhen reached out and took Gulinazha's hand, her tone softening considerably:

"I know everything about what happened before your debut."

Now that you're here, there's no need to be so reserved.

Although Gulinazha is beautiful, she has low emotional intelligence and is not good at handling social situations. At this moment, she has no idea what to say.

Seeing her looking blank and dazed, Du Sheng smiled and defused the situation:

"Nazha, don't be so polite with Sister Zhen."

The 'Huabang' charity fund for your father's medical treatment was arranged with the help of Sister Zhen. Just treat her like your own sister.

Upon hearing this, Gulinaza quickly replied earnestly:
"Sister Zhen, thank you!"
"I'll go now, without disturbing you."

After saying that, he followed his assistant away nervously.

Zhong Zhen watched her retreating figure, then turned to tease Du Sheng:

"Wow, you're something else. This little girl looks a bit silly, but she's quite stubborn. You've managed to make her so obedient."

Du Sheng laughed heartily and closed the door behind him.

"What do you call 'disciplining'? This is called 'moving people with love'!"
Apart from you, I adhere to the three no's principle.

"Speaking of ability, you used to be my female boss, Nazha, this is nothing."

Hearing him say that, Zhong Zhen felt sweet inside, but she didn't mince words:
"Hmph, who was it that half-heartedly went along with it back then?"

If I hadn't taken the initiative to break the deadlock, we'd be strangers now.

Du Sheng wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close and feeling the powerful aura of this strong woman, and laughed:
"That's called playing hard to get, luring the enemy in deep, understand?"

Held in her arms like that, smelling his masculine scent, and hearing his inappropriate words, Zhong Zhen felt weak all over and couldn't help but look up and kiss him.

Yang Mi understands Du Sheng's role the best.

Seeing this, they immediately moved whatever they could use to the window.

She knew that Du Sheng liked to get into character while enjoying the scenery.

Before long, Zhong Zhen couldn't help but transform into a strong woman.

Du Sheng looked out the window. The setting sun dyed the sea a golden hue, and the shimmering waves looked like they were sprinkled with diamonds, so beautiful that it was hard to look away.

Yang Mi is currently playing the role of an artist, quietly writing and drawing without saying a word.

Outside the window is a stunning sea view, inside the room is an ambiguous warmth, the scene is surprisingly harmonious.

As the sun set, darkness gradually fell.

As the streetlights illuminated the sea, it became even more enchanting.

Du Sheng stopped what he was doing and gently touched her back:
"Are you tired? Take a break, we'll eat later."

Zhong Zhen lay face down, her face flushed, panting and shaking her head:
"It's okay, I'll be fine after resting for two minutes."

What would you like to eat? I'll have the hotel prepare it.

"I've heard that the squirrel-shaped mandarin fish and hairy crabs in Suzhou are exceptional, so I'll eat these."

Du Sheng smiled and then whispered something in her ear:
"After we finish eating, let's continue practicing our boxing."

Zhong Zhen blushed even more, glared at him, but did not refuse.

Yang Mi, covered in sweat, spoke up at the opportune moment:
"Then I'll send a message to Nazha later and tell her to get ready and come to the restaurant to find us."

Du Sheng nodded:

"Okay, you can arrange it."

The atmosphere relaxed again.

As night deepens outside the window, the night in Suzhou is as gentle as water.

The few people inside were enjoying this rare moment of peace and tranquility.

About an hour later, Gulinazha saw Du Sheng again.

He looked refreshed and walked with a brisk pace, clearly having just finished practicing stance training.

Looking at Zhong Zhen and Yang Mi, their cheeks were flushed, their eyes were watery, and they exuded a lazy vibe, clearly having just finished exercising.

They all changed into comfortable casual clothes.

After asking Gulinazha for her opinion, no one went out to find a restaurant; they just ate something at the hotel's buffet.

After dinner, Yang Mi took Gulinazha back to their room, while Du Sheng led Zhong Zhen to the hotel's rooftop.

Standing there, the harbor was brightly lit at night, and the salty sea breeze carried the scent of the ocean. Du Sheng took a deep breath and felt completely relaxed.

Zhong Zhen hugged his arm tightly, pressing her whole body against him, feeling at ease and content.

She already had a hot figure, and when she leaned against him like that, Du Sheng's hands started to wander.

Zhong Zhen didn't stop him, and would occasionally look up and kiss him on the corner of his mouth.

However, since it was outdoors, the two didn't dare to be too unrestrained, so they just kissed and hugged, enjoying this rare time alone together.

After a while, Du Sheng said seriously:

"I've figured out a way to quickly learn Crane Fist and also alleviate the health problems caused by staying up late."

However, there is one condition: once you start, you cannot stop, otherwise all your previous efforts will be in vain.

"You'd better stay by my side these next few days and don't go anywhere."

Zhong Zhen laughed upon hearing this, a sly glint in her eyes.

That's such a fake excuse. He just wants to keep me by his side, but he's making it sound so high-sounding.

But she was quite happy. Even if she didn't have the reason of "practicing boxing," if she had to choose between Du Sheng and her job, she would definitely choose the latter without hesitation.

She only devotes all her energy to her career when Du Sheng is not around.

She didn't expose him, and Du Sheng didn't explain further, and started practicing directly.

Once she got into the zone, Zhong Zhen felt a sense of wonder.

Looking at Du Sheng's face, a strong sense of dependence welled up in my heart, just like when I was a child clinging to my father, feeling both at ease and secure.

She understood every movement he explained immediately, and her body naturally followed along without her having to think hard about it.

Learning boxing from him, Zhong Zhen had never felt so comfortable. Her movements were fluid and graceful, and it felt like her meridians were being opened up. She was so comfortable that she kept sighing.

But she was too happy too soon.

After only half an hour of practice, my hands and feet felt heavy, as if they were filled with lead, and it was difficult to move even a little.

Crane Fist is physically demanding, much more tiring than yoga.

Normally you have to rest after practicing for ten minutes, how can you keep going like this?
Zhong Zhen had been training for so long that her stamina was completely depleted.

She was exhausted and covered in sweat, and wanted to stop and catch her breath, but Du Sheng didn't tell her to stop, so she could only grit her teeth and persevere.

Fortunately, Chung Chen had a strong will and a good foundation, and she managed to pull through.

It wasn't until more than half an hour later, when Du Sheng saw that her face had turned pale and knew she had reached her limit, that he called out "Stop".

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhong Zhen immediately collapsed.

Du Sheng reacted quickly and grabbed her.

At this moment, her hair was soaked and stuck to her face, her chest was heaving violently, and she was extremely tired.

She wrapped her arms around Du Sheng's neck, panting and laughing as she scolded him:
"You bad guy, you're messing with me on purpose!"

I'm completely exhausted right now, I need to rest tonight. Let Mimi rehearse with you.

Du Sheng wiped the sweat from her body and smiled:
"You don't practice diligently usually, so you have to work hard to see results."

After returning to her room, Du Sheng personally gave her a bath and massaged her with essential oils for more than half an hour. Zhong Zhen quickly fell into a deep sleep and slept very soundly.

Yang Mi knocked on the door and came in. Seeing that Zhong Zhen was sleeping soundly, she asked softly:

"Brother Sheng, is Sister Zhen alright?"

"Next time you want to practice your boxing on the rooftop, you can call me. I should be able to exchange a few moves with you." The girl clearly had the wrong idea.

But Du Sheng couldn't explain, because she really had to share the burden tonight.

His massage skills were already top-notch, and with Yang Mi's "help," Zhong Zhen woke up the next day fully recovered, full of energy, and showed no signs of exhaustion from the previous night.

After arriving in Zhoushan and holding a brief press conference, everyone went to the set built by the sea, where several sea battle chase scenes for "Agent 3" were filmed.

The hotel was canceled, and everyone moved to a location near the film set for convenience during filming. Chung Chen also moved there.

Over the next few days, Zhong Zhen barely dealt with official business and spent most of her time with Du Sheng, occasionally going back to take care of the baby.

She has a cool and aloof personality, unlike Du Sheng who is easygoing. When she sits on the set, she puts pressure on people.

Lin Chaoxian felt this most deeply. Every time he discussed the script with Du Sheng, he would repeatedly ponder the details with Zhong Zhen by his side, for fear of making a mistake.

However, pressure can be a motivator, and the filming progress was actually much faster than originally planned.

Even the stagehands were joking:

"With Boss Zhong around, who would dare to slack off?"

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The storyline of "Taken" is actually quite similar to its predecessor.

The biggest change is that the 72-hour rescue mission has been replaced with a kidnapping and self-rescue mission, followed by rescuing the ex-girlfriend!

After filming the thrilling scenes of the search and capture on the beach and the yacht chase, we arrived at another new film set today.

The scene to be filmed is the "speed chase" part, specifically the 'car escape' sequence.

To emphasize the crisis and perilous situation, actual filming was used.

In addition to street chases and high-speed chases, there will also be segments involving crossing railway tracks and colliding with trains.

To this end, the production team specifically applied for a nearby freight railway for filming.

To help Yang Mi, the female driver, get into character quickly, Du Sheng took her on a detour along the only route they had to take.

The first scene filmed was a fight next to a nightclub, followed by a chase scene.

Director Lin Chaoxian, holding a walkie-talkie, stood in front of the monitor, carefully observing every detail.

The gist of this scene is that after escaping the kidnapping, the male protagonist Yang Yongjie is seriously injured and unable to drive, so he has to let his sister drive on the narrow and busy streets while he instructs her.

They sped along, stumbling and lurching, crossing the railway and causing an enemy vehicle to collide with the train, successfully escaping the enemy's pursuit.

According to Lin Chaoxian's plan, this car chase scene had to be extremely dangerous, like the scene in "Die Hard" where a car crashes into a plane.

Therefore, the performance of these siblings is particularly important.

Du Sheng chose not to use a stunt double, and Yang Mi gritted her teeth and went for it.

I've already had to do it twice before, this time I absolutely have to get it right on the first try.

"All departments, prepare! Action!"

At Lin Chaoxian's command, the entire scene immediately became solemn.

A chilling atmosphere permeated the surroundings, and everything seemed so realistic.

A light drizzle fell silently from the sky, and the neon lights shattered into colorful specks in the puddles.

A harsh scraping sound suddenly emanated from the cobblestone streets of the old town.

Yang Mi's hands, gripping the steering wheel tightly, had turned white, and her knuckles were raised from the force.

This is a manual transmission; her fear wasn't entirely feigned!

In the rearview mirror, four black SUVs were pouncing like hungry wolves.

The gang sign on the hood gleamed coldly in the setting sun, and the roar of the engine, like rolling thunder, swept through the narrow alley, making the car windows vibrate.

"Depress the clutch with your left foot! Slowly lift it off!"

Du Sheng's voice came from the passenger seat; he had just hastily secured the wound on his left arm with the seatbelt.
Blood was still seeping from the gauze, staining the cuffs of the gray shirt red.

But his eyes were like icy blades, fixed intently on the fork in the road ahead:
"Turn left at the third intersection ahead. There's a slope there, and their heavy vehicles will be a bit slower climbing it!"

A short sob escaped Yang Mi's throat, and tears mixed with sweat had already seeped into her collar.

"I...I've never driven a manual transmission car before!"

Her voice trembled; she was telling the truth.

The gear shift lever was slippery in my hand, like an eel, and the car jerked suddenly, almost crashing into a barbecue cart on the roadside.

"Watch where you're going!"

Du Sheng suddenly raised his voice, reached out and pressed his hand against the back of hers. The warmth of his palm seeped through the cold sweat, carrying a reassuring strength:
"Press the clutch all the way down! Shift into third gear!"

Du Sheng pointed his finger at the dashboard:

"Release the clutch when the engine speed reaches 3,000 RPM, then accelerate!"

Right, that is it! "

The car suddenly lurched forward, and Yang Mi's body leaned backward due to inertia, her hair flying behind her head.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw an SUV catching up to her right, with a gang member in the passenger seat pointing a gun at them.

"Right! Right!"

She screamed and instinctively turned the steering wheel to the left.

"Don't panic!"

Du Sheng grabbed the steering wheel, straightened the steering wheel slightly, and at the same time pulled a pistol from his waist:
"Do you see that telephone pole over there?"

"Once we've passed, turn the steering wheel fully to the right!"

His voice was frighteningly calm, as if he were not fleeing from a hail of bullets, but directing shooting at a firing range.

Yang Mi's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to shatter her ribs.

She stared intently at the weathered cement utility pole, which still bore faded tourist advertisements.

Just as the front of the car passed the utility pole, she suddenly turned the steering wheel to the right, the tires drawing a black arc on the ground, and the car almost flipped over.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Du Sheng pushed open the car door, leaned out, and fired three shots at the pursuing SUV.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gunshots echoed through the narrow alley. The first shot blew out the front tire of the SUV, the second hit the hood, and the third grazed the driver's shoulder.

The SUV instantly went out of control, crashed into a utility pole with a deafening roar, and began to leak fuel, emitting black smoke.

"Pretty!"

Du Sheng shrank back, and the sudden movement as he closed the car door aggravated his wound, causing him to groan in pain.
"There's a railway crossing ahead, and a train is coming!"
I'll count to three, then you release the clutch and floor the accelerator!

Yang Mi's hands were still trembling, but her movements were becoming more and more skilled.

She could feel her brother's gaze on her; there was no blame in his eyes, only trust.

"one!"

Du Sheng began to count. The railings at the railway crossing were slowly being lowered, and the sound of a train whistle could be heard in the distance.

"two!"

The sound of the SUV's engine grew closer, and bullets struck the car door with muffled thuds.

"three!"

Yang Mi slammed on the gas pedal, and the car shot off like an arrow.

They rushed across the crossing just before the railing went down.

The first SUV behind us couldn't brake in time and crashed hard into the guardrail, the iron post of the guardrail piercing through the front of the car (later footage).

The second SUV couldn't brake in time and crashed into the car in front, instantly breaking into pieces (later footage).

They slammed on the brakes, only to be blocked on the other side by an oncoming train. The train roared past, completely separating the gang from them.

"Cut!"

Hearing Lin Chaoxian's satisfied shout, Yang Mi finally breathed a sigh of relief. The steering wheel felt light in her hands, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

This time, I felt a sense of relief, as if I had survived a disaster.

Although she had great faith in Du Sheng's abilities, she had become so engrossed in the role that she had just been completely absorbed in it.

Manual transmissions are prone to errors when mishandled; I almost stepped on the accelerator instead of the brake.

It’s so exciting!
Let's use a stunt double next time.

…(End of this chapter)