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Chapter 377 I don't need a stand-in!

Zhou Yang's fighting style is light and handsome, leaving a deep impression!

Yuen Woo-ping was very satisfied with Zhou Yang's performance. He perfectly interpreted the action designed by Director Yuen, and perfectly integrated the beauty and power of Chinese kung fu into his own body.

The surrounding staff were all excited and their blood was boiling after seeing it!

"Brother Yang's action scenes are absolutely amazing!"

"It feels like a wonderful fusion of Bruce Lee and Jet Li, both beautiful and full of fighting spirit."

"Wow, is this the legendary Chinese Kung Fu? It's amazing!"

"Amazing! Brother Yang definitely has the talent to be an action actor!"

"That's absolutely amazing!"

"..."

In the footage, Zhou Yang is still fighting with Hugo Weaving's stunt double.

When the glasses shattered, Smith was enraged by Neo's actions. He took off his glasses and said coldly, "I will witness your end, Mr. Anderson!"

Smith charged at Neo, disregarding defense and launching a frenzied attack.

Despite Neo's repeated blows to Smith, the latter seemed unaffected and the attacks had no effect.

Smith took advantage of the gaps in Neo's attacks, knocking him to the ground time and time again.

Zhou Yang had to cooperate with his opponent, be kicked away, and then violently slam into a wall or the ground.

Off-camera, Nolan and action director Yuen Woo-ping both looked worried, concerned for Zhou Yang's safety.

After all, Zhou Yang is not a professional martial artist, and his lack of self-protection could even have put his life in danger.

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Zhou Yang was lifted high by his opponent and slammed against the wall, eventually falling into a subway tunnel more than two meters deep.

The hearts of everyone present felt like a fishbone stuck in their throats.

Originally, foam mats were laid under the subway tunnel, but Zhou Yang, in pursuit of authenticity, firmly rejected Nolan's suggestion and chose to film on location.

Even Hugo Weaving was taken aback, fearing that something might happen to Zhou Yang. However, the director did not call a stop, so he could only suppress his worries and continue the performance.

Hugo Weaving stepped onto the side of the subway tunnel, a trace of blood hanging from the corner of Zhou Yang's mouth, and he struggled to stand up.

At this moment, Zhou Yang felt his internal organs churning and his whole body aching unbearably.

However, Zhou Yang had to continue performing before the director yelled "cut".

Taking advantage of Neo's inability to resist, Smith suddenly flashed behind him and tightly controlled Neo's neck, causing Neo to immediately begin to struggle violently.

Smith reveled in the thrill of manipulating life and death.

The roar of a subway train could be heard in the distance; a subway car was heading this way.

However, no subway sounds could be heard on set; everything had to be done through the imagination of Zhou Yang and Hugo Vera.

Smith's lips curled into a slight smile as he pressed his fingers down, his voice deep and thunderous: "Mr. Anderson, do you hear that? That sound will be the harbinger of your fate, the inescapable doomsday bell. Farewell, Mr. Anderson."

Neo remained calm, spitting out a few words through gritted teeth: "My name is Neo!"

With that, he pushed off with his feet, and together with Smith, they leaped into the air and crashed into the tunnel ceiling. Smith's vision went black, and he lost consciousness.

At the end of the tunnel, the subway roared in. Neo's eyes narrowed, and with a powerful push of his legs, he executed an elegant backflip, his body soaring 360 degrees into the air, instantly floating away from the tunnel with the fluidity of flowing water.

This series of actions was concise, clean, and incredibly stylish, showcasing Neo's decisiveness and composure.

"Click! Perfect!"

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The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause, with director Nolan leading the applause.

The foreign staff at the scene were unusually excited, as if they had become Zhou Yang's loyal fans.

"That was fantastic! The height of that flip was truly remarkable!"

"Chinese Kung Fu is truly amazing!"

"Chinese actors truly deserve the title for filming action scenes without stunt doubles!" "That's right, unlike our Hollywood stars who rely on special effects everywhere and never do the stunts themselves."

"Amazing! Zhou is truly the most amazing actor I've ever seen!"

"..."

The Chinese staff present exchanged glances. Foreigners usually praise the professionalism of Hollywood actors and criticize the affected performances of Chinese actors.

This time, the situation suddenly reversed, making them feel somewhat uneasy.

"Luckily, they've never seen our young, handsome Chinese actors perform, otherwise they might have changed their tune."

"Haha, they'll be so angry they'll vomit blood just from seeing Kun Kun."

"Beware of receiving a lawyer's letter!"

……

Nolan went to Zhou Yang's side first and asked anxiously, "Zhou, are you hurt? Did you fall?"

Zhou Yang shook his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled, saying, "It's nothing, just a little cut on my lip, nothing serious."

Nolan breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that Zhou Yang was safe and sound.

He turned around and announced loudly, "The Matrix is ​​wrapped!"

Nolan's words instantly enlivened the set.

After a month of hard work, I can finally take a good rest.

Looking at the excited staff, Zhou Yang felt happy. He knew very well that the smooth filming of this movie was inseparable from everyone's hard work.

To thank the team for their hard work, Zhou Yang stood up and suddenly announced:

"Thank you everyone. We accomplished a seemingly impossible task, completing the filming of 'The Matrix' in just over a month. To express my gratitude, I've decided that everyone will receive a car!"

After Zhou Yang's announcement, the scene fell silent instantly.

A moment later, cheers surged forth like a tidal wave.

"Holy crap, Brother Yang is awesome!"

"Brother Yang, you're amazing! I admire you!"

"One car for each person, more than two hundred employees, and a total value of over ten million!"

"In my 30 years of making movies, I've never met a boss who cares about his employees like Brother Yang!"

"Oh my god! I want to follow Brother Yang, I'm so touched!"

"Wow, oh my god! Brother Yang is such a good person!"

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The staff were in high spirits, having received a new car worth the equivalent of many people's annual salary.

Working alongside such an outstanding boss as Zhou Yang, this was the first time they had experienced such treatment. Other bosses wouldn't even offer a bottle of water, let alone a car.

Paying wages on time is already considered quite good.

Many employees have made up their minds to follow Zhou Yang in the future, not only because of his generous salary but also because of his excellent benefits.

Seeing the employees' reactions, Zhou Yang nodded in satisfaction. At least the money he spent wasn't wasted. It was like buying a horse's bones with a thousand pieces of gold; there would be many more places in the future where he would need their help.

Hugo Weaving then joked, "Zhou, as someone who works just as hard as the staff, shouldn't I also get a car?"

Zhou Yang chuckled and retorted, "Mr. Hugo Weaving, do you need me to deliver your salary? You can afford any car, can't you?"

Despite being old friends, Zhou Yang generously paid Hugo Weaving a salary of ten million US dollars, which was above market value.

Ten million dollars is enough to buy the most luxurious sports car, let alone an ordinary car.

(End of this chapter)