149: Chapter 149 The Roar of the Beast

Lin Chuyan woke up the next day feeling somewhat listless.

That night was truly something else; it went on over and over, completely unstoppable. It would have been a miracle if I had slept well.

He decided that this prop card thing shouldn't be used casually in the future, especially when he had to get up early like today.

After washing up, he originally intended to practice the Five-Step Fist, but after a moment's thought, he picked up the stick and practiced the Fangcun Sword Technique instead.

Then he realized that because he had performed it so many times in his dreams, it had already formed muscle memory.

Moreover, every time he did it, he followed Master Huang's movements. He wasn't sure if it was standard, but it was exactly like a mold cast from Master Huang...

Furthermore, he hadn't noticed it much while watching in the prop room last night, but now that he was practicing it himself, he realized there was quite a lot of depth to it.

The legs had to keep up with the hands, and the hands had to lead the waist; only then would it look good when performed.

He practiced it two more times, worked up a slight sweat, ran off to take a shower, and couldn't resist brewing himself a cup of coffee.

When he went out, he ran into Su Su and was immediately teased: "What's the matter, did you have a wet dream last night? Hurry and find someone to clean your room and change your quilt!"

"...I wish it had been a wet dream. Would you believe me if I said I spent the whole night practicing swordplay in my dreams?"

"Then you'd better be careful with your moves today; don't go trying out the sword technique you learned on the other actors."

"I'd like to, but you'd better pray they go easy on us."

The two of them had fight scenes again today, but unlike yesterday, today was mainly about getting beaten up...

As the plot progressed to today's scene, Fu Weijun and Sui Dong had already turned over a new leaf, starting to live like normal people and running a video arcade.

However, when you're in the underworld, you can't always control your own fate; the people they had offended before still came looking for them.

In the scene filmed yesterday, the villain Lao Feng, whom they had pinched, slapped, and stuffed money into his pants, couldn't possibly be satisfied with that.

Consequently, for this scene, he called in more henchmen and directly blocked the video arcade they were running.

This time, they didn't have meat cleavers to protect them; Fu Weijun and Sui Dong were beaten until their heads were broken and bleeding, covered in injuries, looking just like two stray dogs that no one cared about.

Why were they filming this scene right after? Because the villains like Lao Feng and the extras were set to get paid and leave as soon as they finished this scene...

Upon arriving at the set, they went through the usual makeup routine. The director still arranged for Master Huang to explain the scene to them, and then he went off to a different set to film another scene. As for when this scene would be filmed? TBD; they would come over to film it whenever there was time.

Master Huang seemed to notice that Lin Chuyan wasn't in high spirits: "Teacher Lin Chuyan, you didn't go back and stay up all night practicing, did you?"

Lin Chuyan couldn't say he hadn't practiced; he was too familiar with this sword technique now. If he demonstrated it again tonight, wouldn't he give himself away?

"Yeah, I practiced a bit more while I still remembered it, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to recall it. I accidentally stayed up late."

"How does it feel? It's okay, no worries if you can't remember it. We'll continue tonight; if you watch it a few more times, you'll definitely get it. Tonight, you should also get your hands on the stick, and I can correct your posture while I'm at it."

"...Alright, thank you, brother."

Master Huang nodded, stopped chatting, and began explaining today's scene again.

Actually, in scenes like this, getting injured is quite normal.

Especially for some actors who are thin and frail, or those who didn't warm up properly beforehand, it's easy to get sprains or abrasions. Even with a fight choreographer on site, it's still unavoidable.

Just like yesterday, Master Huang broke down every movement for the dozen or so people on set—including what props to hold and how to gesture—explaining it in detail until everyone had a clear idea.

Don't be fooled by the large scale; the difficulty of filming this scene was actually not as high as yesterday's.

One reason was that this scene leaned towards just getting beaten up, and the other was that the focus wasn't on the fighting—this scene required Fu Weijun to show his acting skills.

After the rehearsal, everyone started waiting for the director's notice. After a while, they finally received the news that filming was about to start.

"Xiao Yan, how do you plan to act in this scene? I'd like to hear your thoughts."

"My idea is to play up the misery; the more miserable, the better."

"Oh?" Director Han became interested.

"Yeah, in the script, this scene is a turning point; the young people's mindset undergoes a major transformation, and later they start killing and dismembering bodies. If this scene isn't miserable enough, it won't feel convincing. We need to suppress them before lifting them up, like the calm before a volcanic eruption. We need to destroy not just their bodies, but their spirits as well."

Lin Chuyan continued his analysis: "I also have a suggestion regarding the props: after I get beaten up in a moment, shouldn't I be covered in blood? Put a bit more on me, preferably enough to let the blood flow into my eyes, the kind that makes it impossible for me to open them; it looks more intense. In this scene, I want Fu Weijun to be not just a deaf-mute, but also blind. In short, the more miserable, the better."

"...Fine, I'll grant your request."

Director Han was completely reassured. This Lin Chuyan was so easy to manage, and the suggestions he made were truly substantial; it was really not easy to find someone like him. Sigh, someone like this is truly suitable to be recruited as an assistant director...

In this scene, Sui Dong and Fu Weijun were also separated.

Two scenes were filmed in succession inside the video arcade.

One scene was Fu Weijun getting beaten up one-sidedly; as before, he took off his hearing aid, then grabbed a folding chair to block a few hits, but was quickly swarmed by the villains led by Lao Feng.

Director Han filmed several takes, felt it was enough, and then they started applying makeup according to his request.

"Your eyes will feel a bit uncomfortable, is that okay?" the makeup artist specifically asked.

"It's fine, go ahead." Lin Chuyan was all about professionalism.

"Alright, then close your eyes first, and leave the rest to me."

Another hour passed with this makeup application.

It wasn't just his face; he changed into several sets of the same clothing, with every style of bloodstain imaginable.

It looked simple, but when actually applying it, it was all about the details. As for whether the audience would be able to see the details, that wasn't something the makeup artist needed to consider; the director had requested it, and it had to be done with excellence.

"It's done, right? Come on, perk up, get ready... Action!"

In this scene, Sui Dong, who was outside the door, had already been controlled by others and was kneeling in front of Fu Weijun, his mouth also severely scalded.

The character Sui Dong, in this drama, could always laugh right after getting beaten up.

This was almost one of his character traits—he had been used to being beaten since childhood and was completely indifferent to it all.

However, this time, he was truly beaten miserably and crippled.

And the usually fierce Fu Weijun, seeing his own brother being so brutally tortured—he who had never bowed his head to anyone—finally gave in.

He was covered in blood, his face and body, the blood even seeping into his eyes. He was a deaf-mute, and at this moment, he couldn't even open his eyes.

He simply followed his instinct; for the sake of his only brother in this world, Sui Dong, he hugged Lao Feng's thigh, begging silently, and then immediately knelt down heavily.

He didn't think it was enough; he turned in a circle, kneeling to everyone one by one.

He was originally Sui Dong's protector, but at this moment, he had to submit to violence. This sense of powerlessness and humiliation even made him cry out.

Yes, a mute can also roar.

Lao Feng grabbed his hair and threw him onto the ground like a stray dog.

After everyone left.

Fu Weijun couldn't help but roar again.

The sound was very ugly.

It didn't sound like something a normal human would make.

That's right, this was a wounded beast roaring in despair.

There was no whimpering wind in the video arcade; the only things that could ever comfort them were themselves.