The Master of Entertainment of Longing for Life Chapter 148, Master, I can’t hold on anymore, “Don’t use a substitute? What should I do if I get injured?”

The crew that Teacher He has been to, even if he is dedicated to using a stunt in dangerous scenes, there are not many people who use a stunt in action scenes. There are also some people who directly use a stunt in the whole scene, and there are also some people who use a stunt in the later stage, and there are also pictures and face-changing.

"We have a huge medical team that comes with us."

Wu Jing said seriously: "What you pay for is your time. If you really can't do it, it's too dangerous and professional, you can't come. OK, that's OK. But if you can do it, you must do it too. This is your basic quality as an actor."

Speaking of the movie, Wu Jing couldn't help but start talking.

"I was surprised when I was filming a movie before."

"What's wrong?"

"About seven or eight o'clock in the morning, I worked with the crew, and someone beside me praised me, Brother Jing, you are too dedicated. Isn't this nonsense? People give you money to buy your time, why do you have to be late and leave early? Actors are suffering and tired, isn't it worthy of dedication? When has it become a virtue on time?"

"There are still quite a lot of actors who are willing to endure hardships now, such as Peng Peng, Zi Feng, and Xiao Xuan." Teacher He did not forget to say good things to the three juniors.

"I know this. I have watched many movies of Zifeng's little girl. It's rare in the circle of acting at this age." Wu Jing vaguely remembered a movie, a close-up shot of Zhang Zifeng, holding a book with a wicked smile, which still remembers him deeply.

"Teacher Huang, Teacher He, Brother Jing, you guys are chatting, I'm going up." Peng Peng had enough food and drink, and after listening to the conversation between several people for a while, he was sleepy.

As soon as they got together, Ye Mingxuan stopped him: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, the horse stance that he had agreed should not be missing."

I almost forgot about this. If I hadn't just remembered it, I would have really let you get over it. I would say that I would stroll at night, so I had to do it and be confident.

"Brother, you see, it's already midnight, don't you?"

Peng Peng was still secretly happy just now, and Brother Xuan's attention was attracted by Wu Jing's conversation. He thought he could escape tonight, but before he could be happy, he was stopped by Brother Xuan. Peng Peng looked resolute.

"What you need to practice martial arts is to be persistent, and the same is true for losing weight. You have to persist. How can you lose weight if you don't persist? How can you take a show if you don't lose weight? How can you find a girlfriend if you don't have a girlfriend? If you don't have a girlfriend, you will have to live alone. Think about how pitiful that time was?"

Ye Mingxuan talks serious nonsense.

"Brother, isn't that serious?"

Isn’t it just to lose weight? Is it so serious? If you are a little fat, you may take on a role. Besides, what the hell is that after living alone?

"No matter whether it is serious or not, you can just stab it. Then there is so much nonsense." Teacher Huang is naturally doing it for Peng Peng's good. He can't grasp this, so he can only blame yourself.

"Teacher Huang, do you really want to stance?"

Peng Peng’s struggle is meaningless. Everyone unanimously decided to let you stance, so how can you run?

"Brother, what should I do?"

Although the horse stance is simple, Peng Peng thinks Ye Mingxuan is professional and should be different.

"I'll try it too, Xiaoxuan, you said, I'll do it with Peng Peng."

Teacher He is just joining in the fun, of course, doing so will not make Peng Peng too embarrassed.

"Teacher He, can you do it with your small physique?"

Teacher Huang did not forget to mock Teacher He in front of the camera: "Do you believe it or not, Teacher He can't hold on for three minutes?"

"Who said I can't do it? I definitely can do it. How can men say I can't do it?" Without the girls, Teacher He didn't care so much about speaking.

"Then try it, don't just say it."

"Xiaoxuan, you said I was having sex with Peng Peng, but I didn't believe it. How could I not have three minutes?"

Teacher He rolled up his sleeves and said dissatisfiedly.

"Okay." Ye Mingxuan found a thin bamboo strip more than half a meter long, with his hands on his back, and his expression was serious, which made him look like a martial arts master.

"The feet are opened parallel, the width of the three soles between the feet, the feet are parallel, Peng Peng, the outer eight, parallel. The knees are bent ninety degrees, squat down, ninety degrees."

Ye Mingxuan checked the postures of the two. There was something wrong with Peng Peng, just a bamboo strip of fried meat, grinning in pain.

"Teacher He, don't clamp your thighs and expand them outwards. By the way, don't move your feet. That's it, don't move your feet. The knees cannot go beyond the toes, the thighs are parallel to the ground. Lift your head and your chest and abdomen, and straighten your waist. You are loose and you will not have the energy of a martial arts practitioner."

Not to mention that Ye Mingxuan was quite strict in teaching Peng Peng. After all, the teacher is old and it would be enough to have such a meaning if it is standard or not.

"Hold your hands on your chest, push your head up, Peng Peng, straighten your waist, don't bend your waist, it's too ugly."

After Ye Mingxuan finished speaking, the two of them had made a standard horse stance and punching movement opposite each other, and their momentum was indeed different.

"Yes, that's it. Stay calm. Don't sway. The first practice doesn't take long, it's only three minutes."

After only ten seconds of this, Teacher He's legs were already trembling slightly, and his body slowly calmed down. The blue veins on his face were clearly visible, and even his eyes were exerting strength.

Peng Peng was young, a little better, but only a little bit, his face turned red, and his legs were trembling, at least he didn't squat down.

"Director Wang, do we have durian?"

Ye Mingxuan smirked and asked Wang Zhengyu.

"have."

"Director Wang, borrow it."

Ye Mingxuan moved a small stool and placed it under Peng Peng's body, and placed the durian on the stool. The distance between durian and Peng Peng's pg was only two or three centimeters.

"Brother~No, don't be so cruel~?"

Peng Peng turned his neck slightly and looked at Ye Mingxuan and said, as soon as he opened his mouth and breathed, he felt his whole body sinking and unconsciously falling a little. Peng Peng could even feel the durian thorn piercing his pants.

"Shut up, don't talk, your qi sinks into your dantian, don't think too much, straighten your waist, Peng Peng, your hands straighten forward, arms, thighs, and the ground parallel."

Teacher He basically squatted down. Ye Mingxuan didn't care and just stared at Peng Peng. Every part was strictly required and had to be standard. In less than a minute, Peng Peng's legs were already trembling violently. His face was congested with excessive force. He was already red and his neck was a little thicker.

"Come on, stretch your hand up and give you some gifts."

Ye Mingxuan took two bottles of Telunsu and stood between Peng Peng's hands.

"Don't move, if it falls down, it will take another three minutes."

Peng Peng now knows the difficulty of standard horse stance. It only takes a few dozen seconds. It feels as difficult as centuries. His legs are not his own and he has gradually become numb. However, the durian under him has to persevere. If he can't hold on, then how many holes will he have to be pierced?

"Brother~"

"What's wrong?" Ye Mingxuan sat in front of Peng Peng with a chair, drinking Telunsu leisurely.

"I...can't hold on..."

Peng Peng said this and gritted his teeth and looked ferocious. Trunsu was already grasped by his hands, and his flat arms could not stop trembling.

"If you can't hold on, just sit down. I didn't stop you!"

The sloppy look was so cool that everyone wanted to punch two times before the solar term. That was not counting. She also held a plate of unfinished dishes and picked up a bite to Peng Peng's mouth and teased her.

"It's so delicious. Do you want to eat it?" Ye Mingxuan said to Peng Peng with a wink.

“No…not eat.”

Peng Peng was stabbed by durian, and although his whole body was trembling, he still gritted his teeth and stood firm.

Teacher He had been unable to do it any longer. He sat in the pavilion and rubbed his legs, looking at Peng Peng with pity: "Just such a simple action, it's so tiring, it's even more tiring than me collecting rapeseed. It's my life."

"Is it so exaggerated?" Teacher Huang was a little disbelief. Although Peng Peng's performance was extremely real, he could be so tired in just one minute?

"Yes, the first time I was stoking horses, three to five minutes was already a good result. stoking horses was my childhood nightmare, and I was stoking horses every day."

Wu Jing learned martial arts and knew this best.

Teacher Huang looked at Peng Peng for a while and thought about it, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm tired when I look at it."

"This horse stance is a bit interesting. When I was a child, I was considered light in stance. The most terrifying thing was to stance and lift a wooden gun, which was the most difficult thing."

Wu Jing is a martial arts family with his own marksmanship.

"What's so tired of raising a wooden gun?"

A wooden gun weighed three or five kilograms. It was not a big deal if you didn't stance for half an hour.

"Teacher Huang, hold one of the two-meter-long wooden guns, stretch it forward and parallel to the ground, and then stance it, it is no easier than if you resist a hundred kilograms of things."

Wu Jing explained with a smile that this method mainly practices wrist strength and arms, and horse stance practice can make the lower plate stable, flexible footsteps, and strong waist. It can be said that the muscles of the whole body are exercised.

"Raising the wooden gun like this? Then I guess my arms will be ruined in three days. You...Peng Peng is careful..."

Teacher He was talking, and Peng Peng fell to the side, not caring about anything else, and shouting anxiously.

Without waiting for Teacher He to make other moves, Ye Mingxuan quickly supported Peng Peng, kicked away the durian, and sat down with Peng Peng.

"Brother, are there three minutes?"

It’s not that Peng Peng is tired and paralyzed, but his legs are sore and numb and out of control. He turned to Ye Mingxuan on purpose. Peng Peng knew that Ye Mingxuan would not watch him fall to the ground, and his legs were really unbearable.

"It's almost three minutes long, it's OK, how about it? How do you feel?"

Ye Mingxuan straightened Peng Peng's legs and helped him massage the muscles on his legs. If he really wanted to leave it alone, Peng Peng would not think about working tomorrow, and he would not be able to sleep well tomorrow night.

"Brother, I'm fine, I'll just take a break." Peng Peng said with his arm swinging.

"If you don't have massage, don't get out of bed tomorrow morning. You can't even sleep when you go to bed tomorrow night." Wu Jing looked at Peng Peng with pity and said.

"Why?"

When I stance, my legs were sore and I felt so uncomfortable. I felt okay when I stopped, but I was not very tired.

"It's okay now. If you don't care about your legs hurt tomorrow morning, your legs hurt so much, so do your arms. Relax, I'll give you a massage of your muscles and bones. If you sleep for one night, you won't be fine tomorrow."

"Master, I will help Peng Peng up and rest first."
Chapter completed!