Global Film Emperor

Chapter 133: Filming in Progress

"Don't cover it up. It's not a small thing. The women are out. Are you afraid of men seeing it?"

After a twenty-minute break, the second scene was about to begin. Lu Ze, clutching his still throbbing stomach, stripped himself down to his underwear, clutching his "tools of the crime," and waited for the cameraman to finish his inspection before filming started.

"This is my first time shooting nude, so I'm a little nervous."

Lu Ze was indeed embarrassed. During the time he worked for Lü Hua, he often went to public bathhouses and didn't feel uncomfortable being naked with a bunch of men.

But damn it, you're all dressed up, and what's the point of looking at me naked?! Lu Ze shifted his gaze elsewhere, trying to relax his awkwardness, until the photographer announced that everything was ready, which was like hearing heavenly music.

"Your butt is pretty white. Go in, script supervisor, slap the clapperboard."

This is also a short shot, only a dozen seconds long. After Lu Ze enters the private bathroom, he turns on the shower, the hot water washes over him, picks up a packet of shampoo, and since his hands are wet, it's hard to open. So he bites it open with his teeth, squeezes it onto his head, and rubs it vigorously. For men, shampoo is not just for washing their face; it can be used as a shower gel.

Liu Ying was prepared for Lu Ze to be hesitant and unable to fully express himself during his first nude shoot, which might prevent the scene from being completed. However, seeing that Lu Ze's movements were not slow, he nodded in satisfaction, noting that Lu Ze had a strong mental fortitude.

The butt is too white, it's a bit dazzling, but you can't color the butt, right? Even if Lu Ze was willing to do it, no stylist would be willing to do it, since they're all young ladies.

"Passed! Prepare for the next one."

This job can't be done by Wang Zixuan. The photographer went over and handed Lu Ze a towel. After Lu Ze rinsed the foam off his body, he put on his sports shorts and came out.

The character's hair was also shaved to the brim, which saved a lot of trouble. There was no need to style or dry the hair. After coming out with a towel draped over his shoulders, the martial arts director of "The King of Fighters" waved to Lu Ze.

"Coach Tian."

"Hmm, you have great lower body strength. Those kicks you just delivered were very well executed."

Coach Tian used to practice Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), and he also studied martial arts, boxing, judo and other kung fu. After retiring, he didn't become a head coach, but instead worked as a martial arts choreographer in the entertainment industry. Regardless of how well he designed the fight scenes, how could the martial arts choreographer of "The King of Fighters" be bad?
"Later, you and Wang Zhuang will film a fight scene. It's not long, but let me explain. After you two exchange punches, first use a low sweep to probe, then use a straight punch to attack Lu Ze's face. Make sure it hits! I'll demonstrate the approximate distance for you. At this moment, Lu Ze, your guard shouldn't be too tight; it needs to be a little loose, otherwise it won't go through and you'll have to start over. Finally, Lu Ze, use a Superman punch to hit Wang Zhuang's chin. The way you release the force is like this—do it subtly, then Wang Zhuang falls down. Got it?"

After Coach Tian explained a whole set of procedures and the two indicated that they understood, he had them practice several times until they were familiar with the specific steps. Then, Coach Tian said "OK" to Liu Ying, and they could start filming immediately.

"The King of Fighters, Act One! Scene Four! Begin!"

"Crackling, crackling."

Lu Ze was practicing drop shots while wearing boxing gloves, his back to the door. He didn't see Coach Song bringing Wang Zhuang in until Coach Song called out to him.

"Awen! Your sparring partner has arrived."

Lu Ze stopped punching, turned his head to look at the somewhat arrogant Wang Zhuang, and the two looked at each other, both of them feeling a surge of fighting spirit.

"Put on your protective gear."

Lu Ze tossed the blue hood to Wang Zhuang, then grabbed the red hood and went into the boxing ring. Wang Zhuang followed closely behind, and Coach Song closed the octagonal cage.

The two exchanged fist bumps, a gesture of etiquette in boxing, which is also used in freestyle fighting.

Lu Ze twisted his fingerless boxing gloves, circled the edge of the boxing ring, and the fight scene officially began.

"Snapped."

Wang Zhuang was Jin Hu's boxer; he was a professional. He delivered a low kick to Lu Ze's calf, making a crisp sound. He definitely didn't use much force, perhaps not even half of his strength, but Lu Ze could clearly feel a tingling sensation in his calf.

"The difference between an actor and a real boxer is really huge." Lu Ze thought to himself, but on the surface he remained calm and collected, looking at his opponent's entire body. His right hand was placed next to his cheek, and his left hand hung down naturally, swinging back and forth, ready to retaliate at any moment.

The stances in boxing and kickboxing are different, after all, the attack methods are also different. This kind of stance is quite common in kickboxing. After hearing Coach Tian's design, he also used this stance to box.

After exchanging a few punches, the real action began. Wang Zhuang threw a punch at Lu Ze's face, and Lu Ze took the punch head-on and took two steps back.

"Crack!"

Lu Ze remained calm, gripping the iron net with both hands and glancing towards Liu Ying. Wang Zhuang was somewhat at a loss; the two of them were following the pre-arranged plan, so how could it have ended so abruptly?

“In a moment, camera number three will take over this shot. Camera number one can't take over anymore. Your position is perfect for seeing but not hitting. Lu Ze and Wang Zhuang, this has nothing to do with you two. Get off the stage and start over.”

Wang Zhuang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had indeed been a little tense. If he were in a match, he would definitely not hold back and could probably kill Lu Ze with one punch. But this was a movie, and it was his first time filming.

"Zhuangzi, don't be nervous, relax. You still need to work on your mentality. Come on, let's get off the stage."

Lu Ze noticed Wang Zhuang's nervousness and patted him hard on the back. This guy was very close to Lu Ze in private. He was four years younger than Lu Ze but had been boxing for seven years. He was very straightforward and had a slight stutter. When someone argued with him, he would get angry and lose the argument. He was quite an interesting young man.

"I...I'm fine. Are you alright, Brother Lu?"

"It's okay, you should be a little more aloof. I feel uncomfortable looking at your honest face now. A man should be cool."

Soon, the story resumed. After the two stepped into the boxing ring, they tested each other. When Wang Zhuang threw a punch, he heard that voice that made him tense again.

"Click! Instructor Tian, ​​come here for a second."

Filming has come to a standstill, still due to the camera positions. Because Wang Zhuang and Lu Ze are both quite large now, the punch could be blocked by Wang Zhuang's body. Liu Ying is really troubled now. There are three camera positions in total, but none of them can be used. Either they will reveal the mistake, or they will not be able to capture the shot. Plus, the jib arm will reveal the mistake even faster. What can be done?

"What's wrong, Director Liu?"

"Um... let's redesign this action. The angle is difficult; either it won't be captured on camera, or it will give us away. See if you can suggest any changes."

"This problem isn't particularly difficult, but if we want to make changes, we'll have to try the position again, which will take a lot of time."

"Let's revise it first."

Coach Tian stepped onto the boxing ring and checked the camera positions. The three camera positions covered a fairly comprehensive range of angles, capturing almost all the movements. However, because of this, any changes would require modifying Lu Ze's counterattacks as well.

The moves were conceived after much thought by Coach Tian, ​​and it would be quite difficult to revise them immediately. With no other option, Coach Tian reluctantly told Liu Ying, "It will take some time. Lu Ze's counterattacks and the rapid punches that come with kicks all need to be changed."

"How long will that take?"

"You can't predict this stuff. You might get an idea in the next second, or you might get stuck. I'm thinking about it right now."

Liu Ying frowned, first letting Lu Ze and Wang Zhuang go to rest, leaving Coach Tian alone in the boxing ring. He threw a punch, looked at the camera, scratched his head, then changed positions and threw another punch, engaging in a battle of wits with thin air.

Five minutes passed, and Coach Tian was locked in a fierce battle with thin air. Judging from the current situation, he probably wouldn't be able to come up with a solution anytime soon. He glanced at Liu Ying, who was starting to shake his legs anxiously, so he had no choice but to get up.

"Director Liu, let's really fight then."

I'm writing this too late. The takeout I ordered had bad oil, and it made me feel nauseous. After burping for several hours, I finally couldn't hold it in and threw up. I rested for a while before getting up to write this. Sorry!

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