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Chapter 87 You Guide, You Guide (Please read on, please recommend, please do everything!)

"Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise, and a blessing may be a misfortune in disguise." Zhou Xiaowen thought the ancients were absolutely right.

He ousted Zhang Jizhong and completely took control of the crew. The early stages of filming went smoothly, with all departments cooperating seamlessly and achieving astonishing efficiency.

He thought he could finally relax and devote himself to artistic creation, making "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" his ideal martial arts classic.

But despite all his calculations, he never anticipated that Gu Xiao, who helped him stabilize the situation during the power struggle, could be so unreliable in certain situations!

"Crack——!"

Zhou Xiaowen practically shouted this through gritted teeth, his voice filled with frustration.

He abruptly stood up from behind the monitor and practically yelled at the couple in the scene:

"Gu Xiao! You fucking did this on purpose, didn't you?!"

Gu Xiao was speechless for a moment, then exclaimed, "What can I do? This is a physiological reaction!"

Zhou Xiaowen was so angry she nearly fell backward.

One intimate scene was filmed from noon until sunset, requiring no fewer than twenty takes.

Each time, Gu Xiao's body was either stiff as a piece of wood, or her eyes were unfocused and she couldn't find her center of gravity, or her rhythm was off, and she moved too early or too late.

What frustrated him the most was that once, Gu Xiao finally got into the right state of mind, but when she got close to Jiang Xin, she was probably too nervous and subconsciously held her breath, then let out a burp.

Jiang Xin couldn't help but burst out laughing, burying his face in his shoulder and shaking for a long time.

Zhou Xiaowen's blood pressure immediately spiked.

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"Director, how about we take a break?" the assistant director suggested cautiously as he approached.

Looking at Gu Xiao, who was at a loss in the middle of the field, and then at Jiang Xin, who was trying to maintain his professionalism but was obviously starting to get tired, Zhou Xiaowen felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

He waved his hand weakly and said, "Ten-minute rest! Gu Xiao, come here!"

Gu Xiao felt as if she had been granted a pardon and walked over almost simultaneously.

"Director Zhou."

"Don't call me Director Zhou!"

Zhou Xiaowen interrupted him impatiently, lowering her voice, "What's wrong with you? Where's your usual cleverness?"

"What does mental disorder have to do with intelligence?" Gu Xiao thought to herself.

The assistant director also noticed Gu Xiao's predicament and offered a suggestion:

How's your alcohol tolerance? Can you hold your liquor?

Gu Xiao blinked. "It's alright."

The assistant director slapped his thigh: "That's good! Go get him half a glass of baijiu!"

Zhou Xiaowen's eyes lit up; she thought the idea was feasible.

Soon, a stagehand jogged over and brought a disposable paper cup, which was half-filled with a clear liquid, and a strong smell of alcohol instantly filled the air.

Gu Xiao took the cup, looked at the sloshing liquid inside, and hesitated.

"Drink it quickly!" Zhou Xiaowen urged, "Just treat it as medicine!"

Gu Xiao took a deep breath, tilted her head back, and drank the half-glass of baijiu in one gulp.

"How are you feeling?" the assistant director asked with concern.

Gu Xiao took a moment to feel it and honestly replied, "I don't feel anything."

The assistant director was taken aback, then frowned and said, "Aren't you supposed to have a low alcohol tolerance?"

This half-cup is at least two ounces; a normal person couldn't possibly not feel it if they gulped it down in one go.

Zhou Xiaowen didn't bother to argue about it and waved her hand: "Another half cup, please!"

The stagehand hurried off to pour half a glass.

Gu Xiao looked at the paper cup handed to her again, downed it in one gulp, but still felt no ill effects.

Seeing the boy's innocent expression, Zhou Xiaowen said angrily, "Bring me the bottle!"

The stagehand quickly brought over a whole bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor).

Gu Xiao said speechlessly, "Are you serious?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhou Xiaowen cursed and then instructed, "Don't drink too much. Stop immediately if you feel dizzy."

Gu Xiao nodded slightly, took the bottle of liquor, and, under the stunned gazes of the two, chugged it down directly from the bottle. The clear liquor rapidly descended in the bottle, and Zhou Xiaowen stared wide-eyed at the ever-rising bottom, his face filled with disbelief.

The assistant director's eyes were bloodshot, as if his heart was bleeding.

After finishing the last drop of wine, Gu Xiao pursed his lips, let out a burp, and said:

"I think I'm starting to feel it."

Zhou Xiaowen and the assistant director exchanged bewildered glances, thinking to themselves, "This isn't just a person with average alcohol tolerance; this person is clearly a reincarnated heavy drinker!"

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Under the assistant director's almost convulsing gaze, Gu Xiao drank five bottles of strong liquor without a care in the world.

As the last drop of wine went down his throat, he finally felt a slight dizziness.

"Okay."

Gu Xiao placed the empty wine bottle on the ground, his voice lower than usual.

The entire set was silent. Everyone stared in disbelief at the five empty bottles on the ground, then at Gu Xiao, whose face was only slightly flushed, as if they were watching some prehistoric monster.

"Action!"

The clapperboard slammed down.

This time, Gu Xiao finally stopped being stiff.

Thanks to his relaxed nerves after being numbed by alcohol and the muscle memory accumulated from a whole day of filming, he completed all the movements smoothly.

The moment director Zhou Xiaowen yelled "Cut!", the entire set erupted in a collective sigh of relief.

Not to mention director Zhou Xiaowen, even the production manager standing to the side breathed a sigh of relief.

Goodness, this one shot requires five bottles of liquor. If we have to do several takes, will the movie even be able to be filmed?

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but complain:

"What's wrong with this kid? Does he have an extra liver or something?"

Zhou Xiaowen rubbed her temples wearily, looking at Gu Xiao who was rinsing her mouth, her tone full of helplessness:
"You ask me, who should I ask?"

He is now only grateful that this ordeal is finally over.

However, Zhou Xiaowen was clearly celebrating too soon.

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The next day, early in the morning.

Zhou Xiaowen paced back and forth in the thatched hut built by the film crew, furious. Seeing Gu Xiao secretly yawning nearby, she burst into a tirade of abuse:
"You can't film kissing scenes! I'm asking you to change this girl's clothes right now, and you're acting all coy! Are you trying to drive me crazy?!"

In the corner, Liu Yifei, half-naked and half-undressed, was hiding in a soft haystack, listening with her face flushed.

Gu Xiao, who was directly named, was also somewhat embarrassed.

He cleared his throat, adopting a serious expression as if considering artistic matters:
"Director Zhou, please calm down. Personally, I think that from the perspective of script structure and character development, cutting out the scene where Duan Yu changes Wang Yuyan's clothes wouldn't affect the main plot's progression."

He said earnestly, "The audience's attention should be focused on the grandeur of the martial arts world; they won't care about such trivial details."

"Get the hell out of here!"

Zhou Xiaowen wasn't buying it at all and said to the assistant director beside her, "The old way! Bring the wine!"

The assistant director gave a wry smile, "I was under the influence of love yesterday, so acting while drunk is feasible, but the second half of this scene is an action scene, I'm afraid that won't work, right?"

Zhou Xiaowen glared and said, "Then let's take them apart and film them!"

The assistant director thought about it and realized that this was the only way. He sighed and called the production assistant to buy some alcohol.

Gu Xiao, however, found it troublesome and continued to persuade him:
"Director, the audience isn't that vulgar. There's nothing interesting about this kind of clothing-changing scene."

Zhou Xiaowen said angrily, "Come on, you direct! You direct!"

Gu Xiao was speechless. Why did these old people always try to cheat?

How childish!

After thinking about it, he felt a little annoyed and muttered to himself:

I'll direct, I'll direct!

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