Japanese Entertainment: From special effects actor to action superstar

Chapter 107 I Can’t Beat the Actor
Does Fuji Shusuke hate Tani Akira?
Of course not.

Including yesterday, this was his second time meeting Gu Ming, so of course it was impossible for him to have any particular likes or dislikes.

However, in Fuji Shusuke's opinion, Kimura Masahiko is the most capable and should naturally have the dominant position, but now they can only provide reference opinions, and all design requirements have to be decided by a group of laymen.

Fuji Shusuke can't stand this!
In his eyes, all the people Gu Ming brought were outsiders.

They don't know how to stand or sit properly, especially some of them, they even speak in the Yakuza style.

Very annoying!

"Come and try it." Fuji Shusuke bowed and said sincerely, "Once you get thrown once, you'll know what kind of judo technique it is."

"Falling once... that's fine."

Gu Ming didn't care much, but agreed without hesitation.

Fuji Shusuke bowed and looked at the ground, his small eyes narrowed slightly for a moment, with an imperceptible sense of pride.

Right now, let these laymen know the profoundness of Judo!
The filming has not officially started yet, and the set is a bit chaotic. Several teenagers are laying out various mats at Gu Ming's request.

Gu Ming randomly found a place and asked people to stop, as he wanted to use it.

"Want to fight?"

"The fight started..."

Gu Ming spread his hands: "Just trying out the moves, you guys continue to be busy."

Having said that, a few people couldn't help but stop and watch, feeling a little concerned.

Regardless of ancient or modern times, in China or abroad, when men reach a certain age, they always have a heroic dream and an inexplicable passion for fighting.

The two of them stood still and bowed to each other.

"Well, I'm coming!"

Fuji Shusuke stepped forward and grabbed Gu Ming's arm as required.

Gu Ming then calmed down, took root under his feet and stood on the ground.

"This is how the so-called Demon-Slaying Hell Chariot is used. I'm sorry to show you my poor performance!"

Drink!

Fuji Shusuke half-knelt down and pulled with force.

Gu Ming didn't move at all.

The staff and others who were watching all blinked.

Did you fall? Is it going to fall?

"This is how you use the Demon Slayer Hellcar! Hey!!"

Fuji Shusuke used a little more strength, but the situation became more awkward.

I really can't pull it!

"You and I……"

Fuji Shusuke wanted to say to Gu Ming, "Don't stand so steadily, I can't pull you!"
But before he could finish his words, Fuji Shusuke felt a little embarrassed and annoyed.

Damn it! After all, he had practiced judo for many years under Kimura Masahiko, so how could he not even be able to throw an amateur?
"It's not that my level is a problem, it's mainly because there's a mat here. With a mat, I have no strength under my feet! As the saying goes, strength comes from the ground, and I don't even have strength, so how can I use judo?"

Fuji Shusuke said, "Let's remove the mat. I think it affects our power."

Gu Ming nodded: "I think so too, then let's withdraw first."

The cushion was soft and hard to lean on, and he felt like he was almost being pulled away several times, but fortunately he managed to keep his balance.

They moved the mat aside, stood still, and did it again.

Fuji Shusuke caught it several times in a row.

Drink!

Drink!

Drink!

Not moving.

Fuji Shusuke, sweating profusely, began to feel confused.

Is there something wrong with judo, or is there something wrong with him?
Seeing him let go of his hand, Gu Ming bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fuji. I think I know what's going on now."

Fuji Shusuke forced a smile.

"Yes, right... this is the Demon Slayer Hellcar." He looked around and felt a little relieved for a moment.

Fortunately, they were all outsiders and no one knew that he was embarrassed.

As long as no one finds out that he is embarrassed, he is not embarrassed. It makes sense!
Gu Ming stopped bothering Fuji Shusuke and looked around, casually finding Niemoto Tatsumi.

"Erjiaben, come here for a moment."

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Gu Ming asked him to stand still, and the two of them stood on the mat and gestured for a while.

Gu Ming grabbed Nijiamoto Tatsumi's wrist, pulled it down, and used the force to throw Nijiamoto Tatsumi behind him.

"Oh! I think I understand. It's a very powerful move!"

The two families seem to have realized something.

Of course, the deeper force-generating techniques are not correct. These things cannot be completely replicated without hands-on instruction. But as far as the filming of a TV series is concerned, as long as the movements are decent, there is no problem. The actors are not really fighting, and Sakuragi Kenichi is just an actor, not a real judoka.

Gu Ming roughly told him a few key points.

"You will play the role of a martial artist in a dojo, serving as a sparring partner for Ichijo Naoya. When you learn your first move, he will throw you to the ground. Remember the feeling of being thrown to the ground."

Nijia Bentatsumi nodded again.

no problem!
Seeing Gu Ming turn around to find other people to make arrangements, Fuji Shusuke suddenly became more confident.

Having said that, he just looked carefully and suddenly realized that he might have some misunderstanding about Gu Ming.

It’s not that he can’t pull it, it’s mainly because the other party has the advantage in height and weight!

Now that Nikemoto Tatsumi is of similar physique to him, Fuji Shusuke's confidence returned in an instant.

"Nijiahongjun." Fuji Shusuke came over and bowed, saying, "Let me take you to experience the true meaning of the Demon Slayer Hell Chariot."

"Okay." Nijiaben Tatsumi smiled and thought that this person was a good person who took the initiative to practice with him.

The two men stopped and bowed. Fuji Shusuke stepped forward and was about to grab him, but Niikemoto Tatsumi grabbed his collar or sleeve first.

"what?"

Before Fuji Shusuke could react, he heard a gentle voice. Nijiamoto Tatsumi exhaled and spoke, exerting force with his body, pressing down with his weight, and directly flipped him over and threw him behind him.

Fuji Shusuke slammed his head on the mat, and for a moment, his expression was a little confused.

"Nijiaben-kun...what did you do before?"

Erjia Benchen already smiled.

What else could he be? He's a Yakuza cadre!
He explained: "Me? I'm just an actor."

Fuji Shusuke actually went crazy for a moment, then got up and returned to his original position, becoming even more silent.

Fuji Shusuke does not think that there is a problem with judo. Masahiko Kimura is a well-known martial artist and has been friends with Kyokushin Karate master Masutatsu Oyama for many years, so it is impossible for Masahiko Kimura to have a problem.

"So, is there really something wrong with me? I've studied judo for so many years, but I can't even beat an actor. It's all for nothing!"

During the subsequent filming process, Fuji Shusuke became increasingly silent.

After conceiving several fighting scenes, Gu Ming went to meet the director of this work.

The director of Judo Straight Line is called Kobayashi Tsuneo, a well-known modern drama director in Toei. He is not arrogant, but he is not talkative.

Gu Ming and Kobayashi Tsuneo discussed the arrangement of the action scenes. They compared the shooting plan again and only announced the start of shooting when they felt there was no problem.

The drama had nothing to do with Gu Ming, so he didn't express any opinion. He just stood aside and watched quietly.

It was not until the fighting scenes began that Gu Ming came forward to make arrangements.

The camera first captures the confrontation between the two, and then moves upwards, taking the opportunity to place the mat under the actor's feet to take over the subsequent action.

After the throw is complete, the mat is removed and a medium shot is taken.

Tatsumi Niemoto acted as a sparring partner and was thrown to the ground by Kenichi Sakuragi, and thus mastered this move, the Demon Slayer Hell Chariot.

After the fight was over, the mats were removed for the mid-shot, and Tatsumi Niikemoto began to lie on the ground groaning, pretending that he had been beaten.

Kobayashi Tsuneo raised his eyelids slightly and looked at the scene.

Of course, he didn't understand things like killing arrays, but now that he had seen them, he felt that they were truly different.

It was completely different from the styles he had seen in the past. Even in a two-person confrontation like judo, when limited to throwing techniques, it still created the image of a two-person fight rather than a one-sided beating.

Toei's money was definitely not wasted.

(End of this chapter)