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The more we climbed inside, the deeper the sense of fear, and everyone was speechless. There were only the sound of guns and props hitting the iron sheet in the entire iron barrel, and the friction sound of clothes and iron sheet when crawling, and everyone was getting more and more excited. Heavy gasping.

The back was already wet with cold sweat, and their physical fitness was also declining rapidly. Fortunately, there was a bright light in front of them, and Lu Ze could clearly see the small camera hanging above the barrel. Obviously, this was a little respite given by the director.

At this time, Lu Ze felt a hand touching his butt, and Lu Ze immediately reacted: "What are you doing, Northeast guy!"

Milong also said hard words behind Lu Ze: "You wait out, we will settle the old and new ones together!"

Continuing to crawl forward, Lu Ze found that Zheng Yi's physical strength seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, panting heavily, he lay down in the iron bucket and refused to leave.

Lu Ze was startled. Don't be scared to faint. If he fainted, all the people behind would be trapped inside. He couldn't say a word to remind him, so he could only grab Zheng Yi's trouser leg and pull it hard. .

Zheng Yi still didn't move, but he kicked his feet twice to confirm that he didn't pass out, so Lu Ze continued to push him according to the script.

"Go! Go!"

"Your uncle! Little master take a breath, I can't breathe anymore, I want to go to your head, I want to go to your head."

This barrel is a bit small. In the original script, Meng was annoyed, that is, Zheng Yi should turn around and give Zhang Lixian the first position, but he can't turn around now, so Lu Ze had to do it himself and push him away. On one side, there was a small gap to get in front of Meng Fanle.

"Guild son, you really deserve to be a deserter."

"Am I him a deserter! What happened to me!"

A hand pushed Lu Ze violently from behind, and he lost his balance for a moment. He fell on the dirt at the bottom of the bucket, and took a mouthful of dirt in the shape of a dog gnawing on the dirt.

"Turtle son! I will fight with you!"

"Your uncle!"

It must not be a real hit. Lu Ze formed a palm with one hand, and the palm swelled up. He patted Zheng Yi's back and made a muffled sound. In fact, the pain was not very painful.

Zheng Yi also used the same technique, and the two started to fight each other, screaming like a pig butcher, echoing in the iron bucket, and it hurt Lu Ze's eardrums.

"Ka! Don't move! Don't come out inside! Rest in place for a while! The next scene will be filmed continuously! Take a break in the morning after filming, don't even wipe off your sweat! Keep it all!"

The director yelled at the mouth of the barrel, and a group of people collapsed in the barrel in an instant. The distance must not be two miles, but only about 200 meters, but even so, everyone was exhausted. In just a short ten minutes Here, everyone is exhausted.

"Brother Zheng, are you okay? I think you are really scared like this?"

Lu Ze chatted with the leading actors for a while when he was on the set a few days ago. Now that this scene has passed, Lu Ze also relaxed and pushed Zheng Yi behind him.

"I'm fine, I just stretched my arms a bit. Oh, I'm so exhausted. I'm not afraid, but I'm really tired. I'm so tired."

Lu Ze was taken aback for a moment, but in the end he could only admire him. He was deceived. He could only say that Zheng Yi's acting skills were superb.

"Director! When can we go out? Hurry up and shoot, this place is full of dirt, it's hard to lie down, hurry up!"

Song Guiyuan, the actor who played Milong, lay on the ground, then got up grinning, rubbed his back and shouted.

"If you don't feel tired, start! Do you agree? Don't stop?"

"No rest, no rest! Hurry up and finish the filming!"

"That's fine, hit the board!"

In this scene, Lu Ze didn't have any lines, and only made a hand gesture. The rest of the time was Zheng Yi and Chen Zhijun's rivalry, with some Yu Xiaoqing's lines mixed in between. In this way, the three scenes were all passed in one go.

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"Whirring whirring......."

After just one pass, Lu Ze felt as if he had taken a bath. His body was covered in sweat, his body was dirty, and covered in mud. He sat there and breathed heavily.

Too tired, this drama is really killing people, just the scene of climbing the iron bucket, Lu Ze is already exhausted like a dog, sticking out his tongue, his body is as dirty as a mouse.

"Water is here! Water is here! What do you want to drink? Brother Zheng, do you want a can of Red Bull? Brother Song, do you want it? Ze, do you want it?"

"Here... a can, hey ~ Brother Song, look at my back, is the skin broken?"

Song Guiyuan and Lu Ze are fellow villagers. Although they are not from the same city, they are from the same province. He and Lu Ze usually talk the most. glance.

"Ah, it's blue, it's okay, the skin is broken, the blood hasn't come out, it's okay, I rubbed my knee, look, scratch it, the iron bucket was cut by the wrong seam, is it really him? .”

Lu Ze took a look, it's true, Song Guiyuan's knee had a slender cut, and blood was slowly bleeding out. Although the wound was not deep, it was cut by iron sheet and had to be sterilized.

Basically, there is nothing good about everyone. Lu Ze's back, elbows, and cheeks are also scratched and scratched.

The doctor who followed the crew came over. Lu Ze's problem was not serious. He took two cotton swabs from the medicine box, dipped them in iodophor, rubbed them on his wound, and grinned twice at the corner of his mouth after being stung.

A little fun.......

The one with the most severe wounds should be an extra. His small arm was cut deeply, and he needed six stitches. The drama manager gave him 1,000 yuan to go back to recuperate.

This also made Guo Mingde lose his temper, and started to rant at the prop group.

"Didn't you say that the inspection is over? Ah! Why don't you check the wrong seams between the iron barrels? Why do you have eyes? Did you climb or not? This month's salary is 1,000 deducted 1,000, and the team leader deducted two." Thousands! Next time, if there is a prop that hurts someone, let him get out! I have no shortage of manpower! There are other teams! Give me careful attention! Careful! Be careful again! If there is another mistake! Get out of here all!"

Lu Ze took out a cigarette from his bag, and passed it around. They were all serious actors, and they were all old smokers. They didn't dislike Lu Ze's cigarettes. After lighting them, they watched Guo Mingde scold the staff. Bloody head.

"I have biscuits here, how about some?"

Zeng Fandong, who played the bean cake, came over and shook a box of biscuits at Lu Ze.

This morning was really exhausting. The food he ate in the morning had been completely digested. Lu Ze happened to be a little hungry, so he took out two pieces and ate them. It was a little dry.

"Where did you get it? Where did you get the biscuits here? These are... all broken into pieces."

"Shh! It's in the props group. I'm hungry too, so I took a box. Don't make a sound. Take two extra yuan. Let's go."

"Pfft! Steal it?"

A mouthful of biscuit crumbs sprayed out, this kind of old-fashioned biscuit will drop a lot of crumbs once bitten, Lu Ze shrank his neck, quickly took a sip of Red Bull, and looked at Zeng Fandong's staring boss.

"Hush! Please keep your voice down! Don't talk, I have to share with Brother Song and the others, eat it secretly! Don't let the props team see it."

Lu Ze looked at all the members of the prop team who had been trained so hard to lift their heads, and then at the leading actors. With their backs bent, they slid into the artillery hole of the trench and ate slowly. Planting biscuits doesn't look bad, but they are really sweet and satisfy hunger, and then one after another actors jumped into the pit, forming a pile, smiling happily quietly.

Until the head of the props group inspected the props used all afternoon, he just entered the warehouse, and after a while, he came out with a flushed face.

"Where's the biscuit? Who the hell took the biscuit away!"