Chapter 38 Horse Taming Between the mountains, on the top of the white clouds, flags were everywhere, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.
The factory supervisor chased and intercepted Yun Daxia between the twists and turns of the "plank road" in the valley.
On the banks of the river, he was attacked from behind and lost his troops.
The two of them looked at each other in shock and pain, their eyes were bloodshot for thousands of years.
Neither of them knew whether they would be able to see the sun tomorrow, but they both refused to give up on the original intention that they had clung to.
In the book, this plot has a big background and a large scene, with a large number of extras.
The filming started in the valley, and everyone was exhausted.
The wind was strong, and the dust blown up was coarser than the dust in the city.
Frost has begun to form on the alpine meadows, and there seems to be a glistening thin layer of snow under the early morning sunshine.
This location is extremely beautiful.
"Are these the uncles and uncles of Shasha in the city?"
Pei Shaoxia shook his shoulders and wiped his face.
"Ah" he grunted, it hurt.
"Don't wipe your face, it's just like stabbing yourself in the face."
The person next to him told him.
Pei Yan glanced at the hero beside him: "Hey, my skin is quite tender."
Zhuang Xiao laughed at him: "You are quite thick-skinned."
The director held a loudspeaker and shouted at the top of his lungs.
The assistant director was busy directing the extras' positions and formations, and was already dizzy.
The sound of people and horses neighing is endless, and a large number of group performers and groups of war horses are spinning on the grassland.
All the full-time martial arts masters and horse trainers hired by the crew went into battle, wearing armors and costumes, galloping on the grassland.
They were not in the scenic area of Huitengxile at this time.
The commercial atmosphere in formal scenic spots is relatively strong, with either tour groups or vendors selling things.
The crew also did not rent horses in the scenic area.
Those horses are for tourists to ride, not herding horses and not war horses.
The horses are very weak and cannot run.
They carry tourists while bumping and pooping, and they poop all the way.
The horse leader is in front asking tourists for money along the way, asking for money along the way.
There are horse training experts in the crew and there are local acquaintances on the prairie, so they can rent better horses.
The horse is awesome, mighty and strong, and can run very well.
The horse battle scenes were particularly beautiful to shoot, but it was not easy to ride.
Pei Yan glanced at Zhuang Daxia on the horse: "How is the horse riding?"
Zhuang Xiao also glanced at him: "In our industry, if we can't ride a horse, how can we film."
Pei Yan said: "Let's have a competition."
Zhuang Xiao said: "What is the comparison?
You tell me."
Pei Yan said: "It's much easier than riding a horse.
Let's do archery instead of riding a horse."
Pei Shaoxia took a pair of bows and arrows from someone else and galloped out, with Zhuang Xiao galloping behind him.
The figure on the grassland was moving, like the wind and lightning.
Pei Yan's posture of drawing the bow and setting the arrow was very handsome.
He had obviously been trained in filming costume dramas.
However, as soon as the arrow went out, the secret was revealed.
He didn't know where he went, and he went straight to someone next to him.
Just shoot a horse.
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Horses on the grassland are more valuable than people.
The galloping horse suddenly pulled the reins, raised the horse, jumped directly over Pei Shaoxia's menacing arrow, and let the arrow pass under the horse's belly.
Pei Yan took a look and said, "Hey, little prince."
Sa Risheng turned around on his horse and ran back quickly.
With the stirrup hanging on his side, he bent down and pulled out the arrow from the grass.
Pei Yan: "" Zhuang Xiao couldn't stand it anymore and shouted to him: "You idiot, why don't you run away?"
Pei Yan made a sound of "ouch", turned his horse's head and fled quickly.
He has expertise in the art, but he is not as fast as others' horses.
He heard the sound of a bowstring within the shooting range behind him, and held his head for fear of being shot through by an arrow.
There was contemptuous laughter behind him, and the arrow hit him two feet away, letting him live.
Pei Yan turned around and pointed his whip: "Young prince, if you dare, let's dismount and fight."
Who is stupid?
Dismount and fight with you.
Risheng is riding Panhuan, squinting at Pei Yan coolly.
If you have the guts, let your horse come over.
Pei Yan: "Come down, let's dismount and fight."
Sa Risheng: "We'll fight right away.
Come over here."
Pei Yan: "Ma is so tired, let's fight on the ground."
Zhuang Xiao interrupted him unbearably: "Do you think you're good at ground fighting?
Do you know how to wrestle?"
Pei Yan: "" Wrestling Two horses faced each other at a distance of ten feet, with Zhuang Xiao sandwiched between them.
Pei Yan also asked Xiao Sa when Zhuang Xiao was present, otherwise he should run away quickly.
This grassland is his territory.
These horses are all domestically raised in the young prince's house.
Xing Rong can also ride a horse.
After all, this is a basic skill necessary for filming costume dramas.
But he used to be on the wide and flat stone streets of the film and television city, riding horses and walking slowly like a prince, in the forest of guns on the prairie.
Galloping at full speed amid a hail of arrows is another matter entirely.
When walking, there was a scene where he was about to fall off the horse and fall into the grass.
If the horse stood still, he dared to fall.
But when the horse started to move and trotted all the way, he really didn't dare to fall.
The team stepped forward to stop him, "You can't fall.
You can't fall.
What to do if your face is broken?
This is clearly written in the contract.
You will not take any shots of somersaults."
Except for the shot of the feet touching the ground, we didn’t take any shots of other parts of the body touching the ground.
No other scenes of landing were filmed, which means that the kneeling scene requires a "kneeling substitute" with only the knees and calves exposed, and the somersault scene requires a "throwing substitute" with the back exposed.
The director team called Sa Risheng.
There is no problem for Sa Risheng to fall, but Comrade Sa is a bit stronger and his fall is not like Prince Zhu's light body.
The director casually pointed Sa Risheng to Xing Rong: "You don't have a show this afternoon.
I happen to be free.
Let Xiao Sa teach you how to ride a horse."
Sarisheng frowned, is this included in my contract?
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The manager smiled and said politely: "Who is that?
Does Mr.
Zhuang have a show this afternoon?
He doesn't seem to have one.
Otherwise, let Mr.
Zhuang teach us Rong Rong how to ride a horse."
Xing Rong's expression changed, and he pulled his manager's clothes from behind in embarrassment.
The director smiled slightly and said in a roundabout way: "When Mr.
Zhuang has no role to play, he has to rest.
He is so tired."
The production director was also on the side and quickly explained: "Xiao Sa is very good at riding horses.
We can't find a better equestrian master in our team."
The manager glanced at Sarisheng, who cared whether he could ride well or not.
The production director also complained in his heart, "Oh my god, you have such a big appetite.
I don't even dare to ask Zhuang Xiao to teach you how to ride a horse.
He is also a big name that our crew spent a lot of money to hire.
He is not here to be a part of the crew."
He leads horses and does odd jobs.
Besides, Zhuang Xiao is definitely not as good at riding a horse as Sa Risheng.
Find the best master for your family and be picky Sa Risheng lifted the reins on the horse's back, turned around and left before Brother Xing could express his stance again.
Who would be so willing to teach you how to ride a horse?
I am also troubled.
Zhuang Xiao has been discussing adjustments with the horse battle special effects team and martial artists, and he really doesn't have time to teach anyone how to ride a horse.
He and Pei Yan, the two horses, rushed over with their shoulders crossed and flew up.
The distance and angle were all accurately measured by the team.
The various groups of people are in place, and the leading actors, stunt doubles, extra actors' corpses, etc. are all laid out in the field of vision.
One "corpse" and one pit, they are all standing in the grass watching the director raise a flag and give orders.
Camera No. 1 moved onto the slide rail, and the big crane supported Camera No. 2 to control the scene 360° in the air, ready to start shooting.
The black hair was torn apart and fluttering in the wind.
Zhuang Xiao also had a wig attached to the back of his real hair.
The realistic injury makeup on his face covered the tiny wounds cut by the wind and sand underneath.
He could no longer tell the difference between fake blood and real blood.
He showed off his posture and had an awe-inspiring aura.
In the view of the camera, the war is about to break out.
"Wait a moment."
Pei Yan suddenly called out to the director, still unfinished.
What Zhuang Xiao faced in this scene was only Pei Yan's stand-in, not Pei Yan himself.
Horse fighting, involving real swords and guns, is actually very dangerous.
It is an unwritten habit on the set to be a stand-in, and they don't dare to directly use hooves, swords and guns on the big names.
When taking a close-up of Zhuang Xiao, the person with half of the back of his head exposed in the camera is Pei Yan's stand-in; when the camera is turned to take a picture of Pei Yan's front, the person who stands opposite him and gets beaten is the dealer's stand-in, usually Sa Risheng.
If you avoid fighting, the winner will not be determined, and no one will show his cowardice or lose his identity.
Therefore, the audience watched two masters on the screen realistically slashing and killing each other with swords and guns.
In fact, on the set, there were cases where the two kung fu stars never really fought against each other.
Pei Yan stopped and took off his military coat, revealing the pure black gold-woven official uniform underneath: "I'll do it myself."
The director was sitting in the car on top of the big swing arm and shouted: "Hey, what are you doing?"
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The assistant director ran out from the crowd of extras, with a bloody corpse makeup on his face, and said: "Old Pei, let's be a substitute.
The substitute will save everyone trouble.
We are all afraid of getting hurt in these wild mountains.
Who of you two will be hurt?"
None."
"You think the audience can't see that we are pretending to fight," Pei Yan said, "the substitute is not as good as me."
Opposite him, Zhuang Xiao had an indistinguishable expression on his lips.
As he was raising Baguazhang, he quietly waved his hand to Mr.
Pei: "Squat aside."
Pei Yan gave the assistant director, who had a bloody face, a gesture to guide him: step aside for now, buddy, don't get hurt.
It's true.
He had peach blossom makeup on the corner of his eyes.
Surrounded by thousands of troops in the desert, he looked very handsome.
With a devilish aura of a desperate fight, he slowly pulled out his long knife from his waist.
Don't worry, I can still hurt him Or is he willing to hurt me?
Sand and rocks were flying, smoke and dust filled the sky, horses were neighing in circles, and the shouts of killing were loud in the valley.
Pei Yan passed by on horseback, slashing with his sword from a high position.
There was a scene where he jumped up and collided with Zhuang Xiao and knocked him off his horse.
I took several shots of this shot and it was very difficult to capture.
The expressions and movements of the two people in front of the camera are all genuine.
If the collision wasn't hard enough, it wouldn't matter.
If the collision was too hard, they couldn't hold on to the inertia.
The two of them rolled off the horse together, falling over and over again.
He fell so hard that stars popped out of his eyes, and he ate a mouthful of grass.
After finally taking a shot of a good action, Zhuang Xiao looked at the monitor and was still not satisfied, so he told the director to do another one.
Zhuang Xiao said "one more thing", and Mr.
Pei absolutely cooperated.
If it were anyone else, he might not do it.
Zhuang Xiao grabbed the back of his clothes and lifted him up from the ground.
When he crossed his shoulders, he whispered to him: "Let's change to a substitute."
Pei Yan said: "It didn't hit me, and I don't feel any pain."
Zhuang Xiao whispered with his mouth: "Watching you fall, the expression on my face is wrong.
I can perform better if I use a substitute."
Pei Yan turned around to look at this man.
Before it got dark, there were dots of starlight in his eyes.
He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You hurt me so much."
Zhuang Xiao said: "I'm not talking nonsense to you, just get down quickly."
Pei Yan spat on the ground, not knowing what he had eaten.
Zhuang Xiao laughed at him: "Why are your lips green?"
Pei Yan flattened her mouth and licked the bitter taste: "What I eat is grass, right?"
"It's grass."
Zhuang Xiao dimpled, "You're almost ready to produce milk."
The words were ambiguous again, and their expressions changed, and they subconsciously avoided looking at each other.
Zhuang Xiao lowered his head and walked away with a straight face.
Something slowly ferments and goes bad.
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Everything I said was no longer the preset draft in my mind.
I don’t know what nonsense I was talking about.
Several thrilling horse battle scenes were filmed in a row, making everyone feel sleepy and exhausted.
The leading actors also worked hard, and when competing to see who worked harder, the production director sighed that it was worth it, and it was definitely worth the salary the crew paid the two men.
After filming this scene, Pei Yan called to the director: "Look at us riding so handsomely and fighting so beautifully, let's add another horse fight scene for us tomorrow."
"I haven't fallen enough yet," the director said, "You have to add more scenes."
Pei Yan said: "Anyway, everyone is here, and the horses are also here.
While I am interested, you can let me play a few more games."
A group of men around made a joke: "You have been riding for several days, and your butt is bumpy."
"It's so hard that it hurts if you poke it."
Hahaha Pei Yan adjusted the lower body of his official uniform, lowered his head and said, "Is it necessary for me to insure myself?"
Some people joked: "What kind of insurance does Eunuch Cen take?
Do you have anything in your crotch?"
Pei Yan replied: "My father-in-law is a fake.
I haven't been clean since I entered the palace.
He's a real person and a big job.
I'm bigger than a donkey.
You guys wait while I find a horse to train him on."
Pei Yan looked like a king and went straight to the war horse next to him.
With a dissatisfied expression, he actually wanted to sexually harass the horse.
Everyone around him was laughing like crazy.
Xing Rong was laughing so hard that his idol image was wiped out.
He squatted on a small bench and smiled with a big tooth.
Don’t worry about the secret intrigues and dramas about who is famous.
Every day’s work and life on the set should be hard work and happiness.
I guess only Brother Xing’s manager and team planner were unhappy in the background: The scheming boy named Pei is pretending to be a crazy tiger, and tricking the director into giving him a role in this movie.
Who is the third star on the poster?
The villain has a huge appetite and ambition.
He steals the spotlight everywhere and his role has become that of the male lead.
In the evening, the sun sets in the west, and the setting sun melts gold.
The last scene before calling it a day was Zhuang Xiao shooting Pei Yan's stand-in away.
That shot hit hard and looked cool when swinging.
As expected, Pei Yan himself was not in the camera, and Zhuang Xiao moved more freely without any scruples.
However, on the set that day, something happened to the last shot.
When the stuntman flew out, he pulled the wire rope behind him.
Several wire ropes should be tied at the same time to back up each other, so that even if one of them breaks in the air, the person will not fall down.
One of the wire ropes was really broken.
The stuntman was fine, but the very hard rope bounced up in the air and hit a war horse in the camera's field of view.
It was like a powerful and heavy whip coming down, as if it hit the horse's neck.
The skin must have been broken and bleeding, and the horse was caught off guard.
It neighed in fright and spread its hooves.
In just a few seconds, the horse's hooves trampled, the set was in chaos, and the horse rushed towards the crowd.
Zhuang Xiao was still sitting on the ground just after filming a scene, and turned over in surprise.
The horse went straight to Pei Yan, who was standing next to the camera eating melon seeds.
Pei Yan turned around and saw the crazy horse.
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His eyes flickered, and before he could make a surprised expression, the horse had already crashed into his face.
Subconsciously, he fell backwards, his body close to the horse's neck and belly, and slipped through the space under the horse, holding his head to avoid being trampled on his face by the horse's hoofs.
It was so fast that the people around him couldn't react at all.
Xing Rong screamed and sat back from the bench.
The agent behind him turned around and ran away in fright.
The horse jumped over Pei Yan and rushed out of the encirclement crazily.
The crowd dispersed in horror.
The horse was equipped with a saddle and stirrups.
Perhaps the stirrups caught the factory supervisor's robe somewhere, and he dragged Pei Yan out. ah Pei Yan was dragged on the ground by the galloping horse.
He screamed, his official hat flew off, and his hair was instantly torn apart.
The horse's hooves lifted up and almost trampled on the top of his head, tangled in his long wig, and the surrounding hard stones and potholes hit his shoulders, causing his clothes to be torn.
He saw the figure running towards him.
Zhuang Xiao moved quickly and came after the horse.
This time there was no wire rope to hold on to, it was the bad webbing that got the man and the horse tangled up.
Zhuang Xiao caught him and was instantly brought down by the huge inertia, but he did not let go.
The two people suddenly doubled the weight of the fall.
The horse also staggered and slowed down.
The belt could not bear their weight and was finally torn off.
Pei Yan was held in Zhuang Xiao's arms.
They were still in shock, panting and looking at each other.
In front of them was a layer of dirt and Venus flying all over the sky due to pain, as well as messy long hair, smeared eye makeup and lip makeup.
Pei Yan was almost choked by the belt just now.
His face turned red and the clothes on his shoulders and arms were worn through.
Crazy Horse ran out, running unfettered into the wilderness.
Among the pile of corpses of the Dongchang Jinyiwei extravaganza, there was a "corpse" that looked lifeless and threw the knife aside.
At the same time, he turned over and jumped up, with fast movements and a strong body, and went straight in the direction of the horse. .
The crazy horse didn't listen to the call and rode it all over the place.
The man chasing the horse put his fingers in his mouth and whistled.
Another horse from the cavalry nearby suddenly rushed out.
Hearing the call, he came straight towards the man.
The person chasing the horse is Sarisheng.
Everyone in the crew stood up from the chaos and stared blankly.
Sarisheng had already climbed onto the second horse and was chasing the frightened first horse on the grassland.
The setting sun happened to fall on the grass tops, and a huge blood-red sun appeared in front of us, falling inch by inch.
The galloping horses and people pass by in front of the red sun curtain, just like in the movie The frightened Crazy Horse ran for a long time, running around the valley, and Sarisheng also chased for a long time, and his clothes were soaked.
I still felt sorry for the horse and didn't want to let it go and get lost.
I wanted to stop the horse and treat its injury.
The two horses ran and chased until the sun went down.
In the end, they were exhausted and could no longer run.
Sarisheng rode his horse past the frightened horse, chasing it repeatedly until they were walking side by side to grab the rein.
The horse failed to catch it the first few times, and the horse shook its neck and refused to obey, but finally caught it and ran with him.
The two horses were running side by side.
Sarisheng jumped off his own horse and climbed on the other horse in a moment of steady slow motion.
He bent down and hugged the wet horse's neck, grabbed the horse's mane, and said many mantras like "Mimi Mama Bang" against the ear, or horse language, so that the frightened eyeballs of the horse gradually returned to normal color and the blood color faded.
Stop shivering and lead the two horses back to camp together.
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That night, we had dinner in a local herdsman’s yurt.
This is also the treatment for having acquaintances in the crew.
It was very cold in the wild, and there was no place to even take a shower or wipe yourself.
The assistant helped Pei Yan take off the dirty clothes covered with dirt.
Sure enough, where the clothes were worn, the skin and flesh were scratched, leaving dark scars.
The producers and script managers were very anxious and came over several times to ask Pei Yan if he wanted to go to the hospital to get bandaged.
Pei Yan said: "Forget it, the hospital is so far away, I still think it's troublesome.
By the time they take me to the hospital, this little injury will have already scabbed and frozen."
Zhuang Xiao took the gauze from the assistant's hand and wiped it gently for him.
The gauze was still too rough, so Zhuang Xiao replaced the gauze with a cotton swab, sat behind Pei Yan, and carefully dipped the cotton swab in first for disinfection and then for application.
I don’t bother to care about other people’s opinions.
Let others think whatever they like.
Pei Yan sat in front of Zhuang Xiao, burying her face between her knees and trembling slightly on her back.
My back is all bruised.
I apply a patch of medicine here and a patch there.
It's like a red plum blossom growing out of the wall in the backyard.
One flower after another blooms, with sparse shadows and a faint fragrance floating around.
It hurts for a while.
Xing Rong sat over and expressed some condolences, then suddenly smiled: "I haven't even been injured.
It's like I've never been in a martial arts movie.
I'm really ashamed."
"What's there to be ashamed of?"
Zhuang Xiao said without looking at Xing Rong, "I'm not the same type of actor, and there's no need for everyone on the set to get hurt."
Xing Rong had a depressed look on his face: "Yes, he is not the same type of actor."
They are not the same kind of people at all.
They have nothing to do and bring their own melodies to stir up trouble.
They are possessed by dramatists, asking for trouble and making others dislike them.
Sa Risheng was cooking milk tea for that night on the stove.
Without milk tea, no meal would be complete.
First, mash the green brick tea, put it into a large iron pot, boil it, and then add milk.
The stars on the Huitengxile Prairie are dotted with stars, and the fragrance of milk tea floats.
Sarisheng sat cross-legged on the wool carpet, making tea quietly and doing things in silence.
The side profile is handsome, the bridge of the nose is high and straight, and the strong chest is wrapped in a double-breasted singlet, and the sweat has dried.
"You ride a horse very well and are very handsome.
Can you teach me how to ride a horse?"
Xing Rong asked.
He didn't care that the other person was a martial artist.
He's not a big star, so he won't look snobbish when he strikes up a conversation, which makes him feel much more relaxed.
Just after he complimented someone on how handsome he was, he picked up the silver bowl and took a sip of salted milk tea.
Xing Rong almost spat it out.
I quickly wiped my mouth, and there were almost two small waterfalls hanging from the corners of my mouth, flowing out.
He was embarrassed to vomit in front of the young prince, so he held his neck and swallowed it back, licking his lips clean.
I really can’t get used to drinking this kind of tea. gd1806102: