After Tuotuo finished speaking, he didn't speak again for a long time. Instead, he kept his head down and ate seriously.

Seeing his appearance, I had no choice but to lower my head and eat without asking any more questions.

After eating, Tuotuo wiped his mouth immediately and put on a mask. It seemed that he didn't want others to see him like this.

But because he was young and impulsive, he needed something to remind him of it all the time. And the scar on his face became just such a thing.

I saw that Tuotuo had finished eating, and he also hurriedly finished the remaining food in the bowl. Tuotuo looked at me in a hurry. Finally he laughed and kindly reminded me to slow down and don't choke.

I chuckled and scratched my hair in embarrassment.

After the meal, Tuotuo kindly threw away the garbage for me.

As soon as lunch time passed, the entire crew began to devote themselves to intense shooting. In the afternoon shooting, there were more fighting scenes.

So Tuotuo and I never had a moment to spare. We were either posing for the storyboard artist to record, or asking the little old man to help us correct our posture.

According to the requirements of the script, Tuotuo and I performed the movements as written before. After we became familiar with several fixed movements, we could really let ourselves go.

Tuotuo and I had to rely on our own memory, wear the costumes of the characters we wanted to replace, and start competing with each other in front of the storyboard artist.

When it was confirmed that the storyboard artist would start sketching, I was still a little excited. Suddenly, I felt that the outfit on my body had become extra heavy.

Obviously, this is the psychological effect of excessive tension.

I coughed twice, and my expression changed as the director said "start", and became cold.

The character I took on was an assassin full of murderous intent, and Tuotuo was the sword-carrying guard in front of the protagonist.

The assassin failed to assassinate the protagonist and wanted to escape. But he couldn't escape and instead formally met the guards by the lake.

The war is about to break out.

Tuotuo must have been a martial arts stand-in for a long time, but he actually integrated himself into the character in the first place. When I noticed the murderous intent in the eyes of the opposite party, I was also shocked.

But then, I also grinned, integrated myself into the role of the assassin, and looked at Tuotuo.

After we stared at each other for a few seconds, Tuotuo punched first, breaking the oppressive atmosphere that filled the air.

Peng Peng Peng - Tuo Tuo's punches are very fast, and almost every punch carries the momentum of breaking the wind.

But fortunately, according to the script, he couldn't hit me. Otherwise, I think with my attitude of not getting into the role, I would have been knocked to the ground by the opponent in less than two punches.

It was also at this moment of shooting that I deeply felt the greatness of the storyboard artist. Not only did he have to capture each of our movements and trajectories, but he also had to draw them at an extremely fast speed.

At this point, without more than ten years of skills, it is impossible to keep up with the fighting scenes arranged by the director.

It seems that the people in this crew are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Apart from the little old man, there is also such a capable person.

Fortunately, a fight scene was divided into five cuts. Otherwise, the storyboard artist would have been exhausted.

After a scene was completed, while Tuotuo and I were undergoing the guidance of the little old man, the storyboard artist had to seize the time to store all the manuscripts he had just drawn so that they could be sorted out at night.

"Ah, thank you for your hard work." The little old man kicked my calf and grinned at me. I chuckled: "It feels very good, and I can compete with a master like Tuotuo. It's very enjoyable."

When the little old man heard what I said, his smile became even more exaggerated. He stopped and patted me on the shoulder and said, "That's good. That's good. You don't know that few of the former martial arts stand-ins could accept such a thing."

Take it off seriously."

After chatting for a few words, the shooting continued. We hit each other again.

Because I have to always pay attention to whether my actions are in place and remember what the next action will be. So after an afternoon of shooting, I was so tired that I was sweating profusely.

A layer of crystal clear sweat flowed down my cheeks, and even my back was soaked with sweat.

The whole person exudes a sour smell that is unique to men.

After Tuo Tuo led me to wash my face, he handed me the towel with a smile. I wiped my face randomly to make myself look less embarrassed.

"Xiaoyang, you have worked really hard today." The little old man saw Tuotuo and I together, so after saying a few words to the director, he walked towards us.

In the hand of the little old man, he also held an khaki envelope. Its long shape made it easy for people to guess what was inside.

Sure enough, after the little old man came over, he handed the envelope to me as soon as possible: "You're tired, take it quickly. After you go home and take a shower, go buy something delicious."

While the little old man was talking to himself, I opened the envelope regardless of others and glanced at it roughly.

Huh? Didn’t the little old man say there are only five hundred a day? Why are there so many this time?

"Isn't this a bit much money..." I asked sincerely. When the little old man and Tuotuo heard this, they both chuckled.

They both said together: "I'll give you more so that you can keep coming tomorrow." After saying that, Tuotuo poked Haruwa on the head: "How can a person who looks so clever sometimes feel so stupid.

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I rolled my eyes and happily put the envelope into my pocket. Haha, this is my first pot of gold. I must show it off to my eldest sister and the others when I get back.

At the very least, this can be regarded as the first pot of legitimate income. The income Qianmen brought me is not included in it.

When I thought of my eldest sister, I suddenly remembered that I had promised to help her get Eun Tae's autograph.

So I had no choice but to say hello to the little old man and then ran to the leading actor.

The actors were all nervously removing their makeup and changing costumes when they saw me, the martial arts stunt double, running past.

Entai and the others all paused, while He Shuapeng snorted coldly, walked aside and continued to change clothes.

Entai looked at me with a smile. He also noticed my gaze staring at him. So he said with some embarrassment: "Well, Xiaoyang? Why are you looking at me like this?"

After being together for a day, Entai didn’t know who he was calling, but he actually started calling me Xiaoyang Xiaoyang.

"Um..." I rubbed my head in embarrassment and told him that I wanted an autograph from the other party.

After Euntai heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed and said, "What did I think it was?"
Chapter completed!