Playing the Eighth Route Army, the system is forcing this on me?

For the next two days, Yi Zheng pretended to rest at the hotel.

Wu Jing and the others would come to visit whenever they had free time.

The three of them were worried that Yi Zheng might be traumatized, so they cheered him on every day.

"It's alright, you're back now, it's good that you're back."

"Yeah, life's tough over there. I brought you some good food. You're probably often hungry over there, right? Does nobody feed you?"

"Yeah, the environment over there is terrible. Is it unbearably hot without even a fan?"

"I heard it's really tough over there; they don't even let people sleep when they're tired!"

"Why!"

The three grown men sighed together as they talked about this.

Originally, Director Zheng arranged for three people to come and give Yi Zheng psychological support.

As it turns out, these three straight men really don't understand what psychological massage is.

His words were like knives, stabbing into Yi Zheng's heart.

Upon hearing this, Yi Zheng burst into tears.

Imagine yourself in the park, where everything is done for you, with black-stockinged maids peeling grapes for you and feeding them to you, and Egyptian-style maids fanning you from behind.

When I'm sleepy, I just lie back and fall asleep on your lap.

This emperor-like life lasted only two days.

孽 孽!

It's all my fault for being too skilled; I exposed the base's location!

Yi Zheng's tears flowed like a fountain.

Seeing Yi Zheng crying so sadly, the three of them were also heartbroken and speechless.

Look how much the child is suffering!

Wu Jing quickly peeled a grape for Yi Zheng, but because his hands were too rough, there wasn't much grape flesh left after peeling it.

The grapes were peeled until they were a mess, and as soon as they were brought to Yi Zheng's lips, tears streamed down his face even more profusely.

Wu Jing turned to look at Zhang Jin and Tony.

"Look at this, look at this."

"In a place like that, how can you even get grapes? Look how excited the child is!"

"Come on, eat up! Just tell me what you want to eat, and I'll get it for you!"

Yi Zheng glanced at the grapes near his mouth:

No!!!

(Please play "A Spray of Plum Blossoms" on your own)

……

The day of the shoot finally arrived.

Early that morning, Yi Zheng arrived at the film set ahead of schedule.

The four of them rushed to review their moves before the machine started.

Director Zheng arrived at the scene very early today.

Seeing how seriously Yi Zheng was practicing was very touching.

It's really too much to ask someone with no martial arts background to fight against a professional martial arts superstar who has been training for decades.

Thinking of this, he went up and patted Yi Zheng on the back.

"How's the adjustment going? Don't push yourself too hard."

Upon seeing that it was Director Zheng, Yi Zheng quickly turned around.

"It's okay, Director Zheng. It's just that I feel like you're taking a little too good care of me. The moves you designed for me are all quite simple."

Director Zheng nodded and smiled.

"This action scene isn't as simple as you think."

"You can't get fat overnight; it's best to start with the simple things and practice gradually."

Yi Zheng nodded, "Director Zheng makes sense."

"Okay, let's do one take first, and get a feel for it?"

"Okay."

The four quickly took their positions.

This scene is the final battle of the movie.

The story is about Hong Wengang forcibly removing his younger brother's heart for a transplant.

After Wu Jing and Tony arrived, Zhang Jin forcefully fought them both to stop them.

The original script did not include Hong Wengang's action scenes.

But Wu Jing felt that Yi Zheng could fight, and as the eldest brother, he also had his own selfish reasons for wanting to give Yi Zheng a chance to show off his skills.

That's why this fight scene was designed for him.

The scene ended with the deaths of the warden and Hong Wengang, bringing this tragedy to a close.

However, as they continued filming, they all realized that this method of filming wouldn't work.

The fight scenes involving Wu Jing and the other two were improvised, and the fights were exceptionally exciting.

However, in order to accommodate Yi Zheng, the simplest set of moves was designed for him.

Every time the three of them were fighting, Yi Zheng would join in, and the whole thing would immediately feel fake.

The overall quality of the action scenes was immediately lowered.

It's not just the actors on stage who felt something was wrong.

Even those in the audience who didn't understand kung fu noticed something amiss and shook their heads repeatedly.

"Isn't it incredibly incompetent of Yi Zheng to get involved like this?"

"Yeah, every time he's playing so intensely at the beginning, the moment he enters the game, it immediately turns into a game of make-believe."

"What do you know? She just got abducted to Mianyang and came back, the production team will definitely give her special treatment~"

They filmed several takes in a row, leaving Wu Jing and the other two exhausted and panting heavily.

In addition, July in Thailand is insanely hot.

Several people were so hot they almost collapsed.

Director Zheng, however, kept shaking his head behind the monitor.

Seeing Director Zheng's expression, Yi Zheng also walked over to the monitor and watched the playback together.

"What's wrong, Director Zheng? Is something wrong?"

Wu Jing and the others also gathered around.

"Yes, Director Zheng, is it because our choreography wasn't well designed?"

Director Zheng pondered for a moment and repeatedly dragged the progress bar.

"It's not that set routines are bad, it's just that they feel too disjointed."

"The three of you were fighting too intensely, and the set of moves you designed for Yi Zheng was a bit too basic."

"So when you put it all together, it always feels a little off."

hiss……

They all fell into deep thought.

Everyone can see that the problem lies in the rehearsed moves.

But I didn't want to make Yi Zhengtai feel bad.

After all, he had just been released from that kind of place, and Yi Zheng himself was not a trained martial artist.

"Why."

"The main concern is that if a real fight breaks out, I'm afraid you might hurt Yizheng."

Director Zheng kept scratching his head in frustration.

"No, no, we can't really fight." Wu Jing quickly stepped forward.

"I'm a national martial arts champion, and Tony is a master-level Muay Thai fighter."

"If we don't use pre-planned techniques and just go for it head-on, someone could easily die!"

Tony quickly joined them.

"Yes, director, Muay Thai is too powerful, and it uses knees and elbows as weapons. Even a slight accidental contact can cause serious injury!"

"Yes!" Director Zheng nodded as well.

"Who can argue with that?"

"How about I go back and revise the script again? Instead of letting Hong Wengang fight, you two can fight Zhang Jin!"

"Then I'll have to trouble Director Zheng."

The three nodded in unison.

But Yi Zheng came closer.

"Director Zheng, I can give it a try."

"What are you trying? You haven't even had a proper rest yet, and you don't have any martial arts skills. Get out of my way."

After hearing this, Wu Jing, fearing that Yi Zheng would get hurt, pulled him aside.

"Are you taking this impromptu fight scene as a joke?"

"If you accidentally get hit, it can take ten days to half a month to recover."

"To film action scenes without rehearsing moves, you need solid skills and extensive real-world experience."

"Mm." Yi Zheng nodded.

"Brother Jing, I'm really fine."

Seeing Wu Jing's worried expression, Yi Zheng decided to settle for second best.

"Brother Jing, I'll just give it a try. If it doesn't work, we can keep practicing the moves."

"this……"

Wu Jing looked at Director Zheng, who nodded silently.

"Let him give it a try."

"You three, go easy on me."