Chapter 255: The Rookie
Matt, refused to stand up.
It's embarrassing, it's really embarrassing, mixed with emotions such as annoyance, depression, absurdity, shame, etc., but the most important thing is that I am speechless, and my head is full of questions that cannot be answered.
Bang! Bang bang bang!
Matt thumped the ground hard several times.
Take a deep breath, and take another deep breath. From that rapid breathing, you can feel the humiliating confusion and embarrassment so deeply that the bystanders can't help laughing.
But the smile just climbed to the corner of his mouth. Matt stood up in a flash, turned around and came to Anson. He looked menacing and ferocious, as if he wanted to eat people, and glared viciously. Looking at Ansen, the tense atmosphere instantly became tense, but he smiled the next second.
“How did you do it?”
Ask if you don’t understand.
Anson laughed dumbly.
Matt was immersed in his own thoughts, with countless questions waiting for answers. He continued before Anson could speak, "Wait, you haven't just been here for a while. Have you been studying here for a year? No, two years." ? Can we reach this level in two years? "
"Five years?"
"No, no, ten years is not possible. How old is it? That’s ridiculous, so, two years? Three years?”
The first half was still aggressive, but the second half fell into a state of muttering to himself, and the confusion in his eyes, expressions and words could not be hidden at all. Look, that painstaking study looks like a mathematician who is trying to crack Goldbach's conjecture, more serious than a scientist.
Previously, Anson read an interview. Matt said that most of the action scenes in "The Bourne Supremacy" were performed by himself. For this, he received more than six months of professional training. Training, Anson doesn’t believe a word of it——
publicity. It's all just propaganda.
Anson himself is from the journalism department and has also been on the crew. He knows that all this is just for publicity, just like Natalie Portman said about her dancing in "Black Swan" It’s like no stand-in was used in the bridge section.
It's all lies.
Anyway, in Hollywood, stand-ins are a group of people who are always ignored. In the face of the interests of box office and awards, all the credit of stand-ins can be recorded on the actors' heads, and everything is for the greater blueprint.
It’s not that Natalie hasn’t trained for the role, or that she hasn’t worked hard enough or exerted enough force. Anson believes that she must have trained, but a professional skill like ballet does not require five or ten years of training. Even a once-in-a-decade genius cannot demonstrate top skills. Just six months and a year of training can only allow actors to perform in a showy way.
But it doesn't matter, this is filming a movie anyway, and there is no shame in using the help of professional actors.
However, it would be unkind to deny the value of stuntmen.
It is one thing to train hard; it is another thing to believe in the professionalism of a stuntman. The two cannot and should not conflict.
Including Anson himself is no exception.
This time filming "Spider-Man", training is training. He will improve himself as much as possible to prepare for difficult shooting, but he will also not refuse the help of professionals. Some difficult scenes are indeed It requires the professional skills of professionals to ensure the best results.
There is no need to deny it.
As for the film company’s promotional reports, there is really no need to believe it too much.
But now?
Looking at Matt who looked like a mad scientist in front of him, his eyes were full of curiosity, high interest and high morale. He was not only excited, but also focused, showing a touch of research spirit.
Anson's idea was slightly shaken. Perhaps, Matt did complete a lot of action scenes himself, just like Jackie Cheng and Tom Cruise.
A smile crept up the corner of his mouth.
Anson shook his head gently, "No, I'm not a professional, it was just basic skills."
Matt was stunned, "Basic skills? Do you call those tricks just basic skills? "
Suddenly, Matt turned to look at Nick, making it clear that he didn't believe Anson's words.
Nick still had an FBI face and nodded, "Those are indeed basic skills." Matt took a breath, "But his performance just now is definitely not that of a beginner, Matt, there is no need to pay too much attention to it. This is modesty.”
Matt turned to look at Anson, who had a harmless smile on his face, and finally understood:
He was actually deceived by Anson's skin!
But then I thought about it, he himself was the same, trying to fool others with his stereotyped appearance, but the result was that the liar met the con man, and he was willing to lose. "Well, I deserve it."
"I thought you might despise me and I could win easily; but the truth is exactly the opposite. I actually despised you and ended up making a joke here. .”
Matt touched his nose depressedly, and made a grimace. It was clear that he had just fallen and hit his body, but he acted as if he was punched in the face by Anson.
Anson waved his hands repeatedly, "Despise me, please despise me as soon as possible. I am really just a beginner, I have only been here for two months, and I am still a rookie."
Matt blinked. , "Two months?"
Anson, "Two months."
Nick looked at Zhang Sheng, "Two months?"
Zhang Sheng almost rolled his eyes, but he still controlled himself and smiled, "Two months."
Matt:...
Nick:...
Air , there was silence, and there was no sound.
Then, Matt finally came to his senses, "I want to sign up. Now. Right away. Immediately. What do you need me to do? Anything, I have no problem."
Anson's voice came calmly, "The first lesson when entering society is not to sign a contract casually, otherwise when you come to your senses, you will be cleaning the toilet."
Nick: The corners of his mouth twitched.
Zhang Sheng had a hard time holding back his laughter, but he still controlled himself and looked at Matt.
"We are a martial arts school. We teach on and off and recruit disciples. Naturally, it is not that exaggerated."
"If you want to sign up, it is not difficult. Come here every day to do the horse step and persist every time. More than thirty minutes, a whole week, this is considered a pass.”
"It's not difficult, really, it's not difficult at all."
After saying that, Zhang Sheng did not stay any longer, turned around, put his hands behind his back, and staggered out of the room like a veteran cadre. .
As soon as the figure turned the corner, the thin bamboo pole was switched from English to Chinese, the inscrutable mask was also removed, and it began to mumble.
“That flower stand is really useless, it will fall apart when a gust of wind blows.”
“Do they think this is some kind of tourist attraction? Come over and change into practice clothes, take a photo to show off to your friends They left in a hurry. It’s all because the Taekwondo gym next door collected a bunch of vases to join in the fun. I really don’t know what they were thinking. Is there no other choice for Halloween?”
"Ah, Wu Xi, it's my turn, you just..."
With the sound of the door closing, all subsequent sounds were cut off, and the echoes in the stairwell calmed down again.
However.
For Matt and Nick, there is no difference, and they don’t understand it anyway.
Until the sound disappeared, Matt turned to look at Anson, "Is that so? Is it really that simple? Just walk on horseback every day?"
As he spoke, Matt began to gesture——
That movement was not standard at all, and it didn't even look like a squat.
Anson glanced at Matt, a smile fell in his eyes, and he nodded slightly in affirmation, "Indeed, thirty minutes a day for a week, that's enough."
"Haha. Matt’s laughter was particularly hearty, “Simple, it couldn’t be simpler, then from now on, Nick, can you time it for me?”
(End of this chapter)