137: Shaolin Soccer wraps up filming, China's national football team wins the World Cup!

Stephen Chow took a look.

Hiss.

Now that you mention it, it's true.

Restraint of Arrogance's head was on the smaller side, which indeed met his requirements for the role.

Moreover, from a distance, Restraint of Arrogance's appearance really did bear some resemblance to Zhao Wei.

Stephen Chow slapped his thigh and hopped in front of Restraint of Arrogance.

"Nephew-disciple, are you interested in being a head double for us?"

Restraint of Arrogance narrowed his eyes, not really wanting to acknowledge him.

"What is a head double?"

Stephen Chow gave an explanation.

"A head double is when an actor's head can't be on camera because of an injury, or it doesn't look right, so we find a head double to stand in for them. It's mainly used for wide shots..."

Restraint of Arrogance interrupted coldly.

"Cut the crap, is there any pay?"

Stephen Chow was amused.

"Haha, of course there is."

Zhao Wei's eyes were vacant, and the tears on her face had long since been dried by the wind.

What?

According to the movie's character design, her makeup in the early parts of the show was hideously ugly, and only here, at the bald part at the end, would her true beauty be restored.

For these few precious shots, the director still wanted to use a head double?

Ah... she wanted to die... Before long, the scene from earlier was reshot, and the person standing opposite Lin Pei was replaced by Restraint of Arrogance.

Lin Pei suddenly felt much more at ease.

Although an actor's sense of conviction is important, it's also important for the scene partner not to break character.

And with this comfort in his heart, he kicked with even more vigor.

A ball flew out, and a fierce wind rose up, nearly blowing Restraint of Arrogance's actual scalp away.

But he was worthy of being a Temple martial monk; even though his scalp was about to fly off, his figure remained agile and upright.

Amidst his fluttering robes, he could still leisurely perform the set of Temple Tai Chi moves that Stephen Chow had requested.

Once the shot was finished, Restraint of Arrogance's face was unusually flushed.

"Cough... Thank you, Junior Brother."

Having been lying flat for a while and almost merging with the ground, Monk let go of Restraint of Arrogance's feet, sprang up with a kip-up, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Master's kick was far too powerful; just now, Restraint of Arrogance's feet had left the ground. Luckily, he had lunged forward and manually pinned him down so he wouldn't be blown away.

Stephen Chow watched the results of the shoot in the camera.

"Perfect."

The next shot was also the final shot.

From a distance, Restraint of Arrogance passed the ball to Lin Pei, who had returned to his role as the male lead. Lin Pei performed a final spinning back-kick, and the ball kicked up another whirlwind.

The actors playing the opposing players were directly blown away by this pressure, their clothes torn to shreds.

Ah... Brother Lin is actually doing it for real. Shouldn't this kind of thing use special effects? He finished it all manually with his feet offline?

He used to think Brother Lin's leg strength was already impressive, but today he finally understood.

When it seemed like he was crushing everyone, Brother Lin was actually just simply lifting a leg.

Creating this somewhat hellish scene seemed to be effortless for him.

No one knew where the big boss's true strength lay.

With a loud "boom," everyone turned to look.

The opponent's goal already had a large hole in it, and the Goalkeeper and several players had also been sent flying.

No one knew if it was just their imagination, but everyone felt the sky had suddenly darkened quite a bit.

The scene was extremely shocking for a moment.

Several actors were knocked senseless and only came to after a long while.

They really didn't understand why the director saved on special effects only for them to be the ones suffering in the end.

Shouldn't their pay be increased in this situation?

In fact, even Stephen Chow hadn't expected Lin Pei to produce such an effect.

Oh my God.

He hadn't even dared to imagine special effects looking like this.

Stephen Chow's eyes grew moist as he rushed forward and hugged Lin Pei's thigh.

"Big Brother, you are truly a god!"

Lin Pei was helpless.

"Second Brother, let go."

Damn it.

One after another, can't you all let go of my thigh? Lately, it's almost grown calluses from being hugged.

The few who hugged him a couple of days ago were given a few "kind" words of instruction by him, and they are still bedridden with shame.

If the one in front of him weren't his sworn brother Stephen Chow, who also had to pay his salary and fees, he would have already lifted his leg and sent him flying.

Stephen Chow also knew him very well.

"No, I'm afraid that if I let go, you'll kick me, Big Brother."

...

A few minutes later, Stephen Chow remembered the business at hand and announced on the spot.

"Everyone, thank you for your hard work. We've wrapped up!"

Everyone cheered and jumped for joy.

Although the filming process was hard, everyone was certain that when this movie was released, it would be absolutely amazing.

Just the realistic scenes that rivaled special effects would be enough to attract people.

Moreover, Lin Pei and Stephen Chow had already polished the script to perfection.

And as the male lead, Lin Pei's immersive performance was even more outstanding; this time, it was as if he had become the character himself once again.

It was truly incredible!

So when Stephen Chow called everyone for a group photo to mark the wrap-up, everyone almost went to hug Lin Pei's thigh again.

Damn it, they were almost getting into the habit of hugging... During the wrap-up banquet that evening, everyone received another piece of news.

The Peony Football World Cup closed today, and the Dragon Country Team actually won the championship!

The whole world was shaken, and all of Dragon Country was in a state of celebration.

The internet exploded, with one trending topic after another.

#Dragon Country Team Wins Peony World Cup, Score Breaks World Cup Record.#

#Rise of Dragon Country Football, Finally Reaching Number One#

#Messi Weeps on Scene, Declares Dragon Country Kung Fu is Awesome.#

#Dragon Country Team Representative Accepts Award, Thanks "father of the national football team" Lin Pei on the Spot#

...This kind of thing was a once-in-a-century occurrence in the past, and the comment sections were nearly exploding.

"Ah... With an excited heart and trembling hands, our Dragon Country football has finally stood up!"

"It's not just the result; the process of the match was also exhilarating. The European Team members, who were once the strongest in our hearts, had no power to fight back against our National Football Team Members."

"The European Team members even did horse stances and many Dragon Country Kung Fu moves on the spot, but they still lost unexpectedly..."

"Messi posted an update, saying he was dragged around by Ronaldo and others to eat all sorts of Dragon Country delicacies recently, and he lost because he got fat and wasn't in top form."

"He did get fat, but look how honest Ronaldo was. He said Dragon Country's duck is delicious, everything is delicious. Since the Dragon Country players are already so powerful and he couldn't win anyway, he might as well eat more..."

"With this strength, the football world will belong to our Dragon Country from now on, Hahahaha."

"All of this is thanks to Brother Lin improving the physique of our National Football Team. That footwork is just too cool. If I hadn't heard that he sometimes can't control his strength well and... cough... accidents might happen, I'd want to line up for him to give me a kick too."

"By the way, Brother Lin is an outsider to the football world, so how did he become the 'father of the national football team'?"

"Isn't it all because the National Football Team grew stronger thanks to Brother Lin's kick? I heard that now when new members join the team, the leaders have to personally invite Brother Lin to give them pre-training guidance."

"Holy crap, the 'guidance' wouldn't be a kick, would it... This status can indeed be called the 'father of the national football team'..."

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