"Chang Wei, have some water. We’re about to start shooting."
A few disciples from Kunlun Sect handed water to Chang Wei, who watched a young man dressed in flowing white robes approaching them. He squeezed the mineral water bottle in his hand, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in the corner of his eye.
"The masters of Kunlun Mountain have always had good relations with our Qiankun Mountain. I don’t want to fight you, hand over my sister," Shen Jinyou said, standing on the bluestone steps of Kunlun Mountain, his features coldly handsome as he looked at the dozen or so disciples blocking his way.
The leading senior disciple was Liu Feng, played by Chang Wei.
Liu Feng scoffed mockingly, waved his hand, and a group of disciples immediately drew their swords and charged, surrounding Shen Jinyou, their sword tips pointed at him.
Lui Feng, "If you want to save her, let’s see if you have the skills!"
The robust disciples did not take the much younger Shen Jinyou seriously.
Little did they know, in Shen Jinyou’s eyes, they were nothing but wine sacks and rice bags.
In just three moves, all the disciples lay on the ground, their eyes filled with pain and disbelief as they looked at him.
Seeing this, Liu Feng immediately drew his sword and flew at him.
In one special close-up shot, Shen Jinyou slightly shifted his body and effortlessly dodged his sword.
But at the critical moment, Liu Feng’s sword unexpectedly deviated, pointing directly at the spot Ye Xian was supposed to move to.
Zeng Minghui, watching from behind the camera, broke out in a cold sweat, "Cut!"
But Chang Wei’s sword was too fast and ruthless to be stopped.
Ye Xian, following the script’s required angle, saw at the last moment that Liu Feng’s sword tip had turned and quickly dodged it with fast reflexes, avoiding the blade.
Zeng Minghui let out a long breath, annoyed, "Chang Wei, what’s going on? Didn’t you read the script, or didn’t the martial arts instructor teach you how to play this part?"
Ye Xian also looked at Chang Wei in astonishment; had her reflexes not been quick, she would have been struck by the sword which, despite being a prop, would still have caused considerable pain from bruising.
"Sorry! Sorry! I was a bit nervous just now, my hand shook, and it went off course!"
Chang Wei repeatedly bowed his head in apology.
If it were any other actor, Zeng Minghui would have scolded him mercilessly on the spot, but since Chang Wei was Director Chang’s close nephew and had a good relationship with him, Zeng frowned and looked at Ye Xian with concern, "Ye Xian, are you hurt?"
Ye Xian, thinking he was inexperienced as a newcomer, did not pursue the matter further, "Let’s do it again."
The scene was reshot, and this time Chang Wei’s sword did not stray, but during the fight with Ye Xian, he was fiercely ruthless, using all his strength as if he wanted to kill her.
The scene that should have depicted "Shen Jinyou effortlessly resolving the situation by simply flicking his sleeves" didn’t come across; instead, it looked more like a fight to the death.
Zeng Minghui called cut again.
By the end of the fight, Ye Xian was drenched in sweat.
What’s with this rookie actor?
Does he have no experience in fight scenes or is he just too eager to perform?
But this scene was primarily focused on her close-ups; even if he performed well, it was pointless and only delayed the process.
Zeng Minghui could feel Chang Wei’s desperation even through the screen, "Chang Wei! What exactly are you acting? Although Liu Feng is the senior disciple of Kunlun Mountain, he stands no chance against Shen Jinyou and must be defeated within ten moves. What’s with this murderous approach?"
"Sorry, sorry! I, I wanted to make this part more realistic—I didn’t realize... how light Ye Xian’s movements were."