After the extremely difficult filming of the aristocrats exercising their "first night power" scene, the crew will definitely relax and rest a little. Over the past period of time, our filming work has been too tense. Although the progress is very fast, the burden on the crew is also extremely heavy.

In the next few days, I took the crew to shoot some very small shots. These shots were basically fragments of love between Mullen and Wallace. They sneaked out at night, and the two of them were playing in the moonlight. Wallace taught Mullen to play swords, and Mullen taught Wallace to write. They enjoyed the sweetness of love. Wallace promised Mullen that he would not let the noble touch her a finger. He proposed to her under the moonlight, and she promised him.

These shots are extremely scattered, and the crew can finish work at most half a day of filming. The originally tired actors have been playing around, singing and dancing in the past few days, and relaxing their fatigue for many days.

In addition to filming, I will take Griffith and others to the crew in Stenburg when I have time.

"The Crocodile Pond" has been filming for a week. With the cooperation of the London Police Department and local residents, the filming has been progressing very smoothly. Stenberg even clamored that the film will definitely be completed earlier than "Brave Heart". As a result, Griffith and I didn't believe it.

Although "Brave Heart" is bigger than "Killing Crocodile Pond", the latter is very troublesome to shoot. Not to mention anything else, the crocodile alone is enough for them to shoot.

During this period, Griffith and I helped Stenborough revise the script or help him with overall planning. Stenborough complained about the lack of staff, and later I simply sent Stiller to him as his deputy director.

Although Steinberg is usually hipster and smiling, once he sits behind the camera and picks up the guide, he is not vague at all. I checked his schedule in detail, and this guy actually made a storyboard and drew every shot in the movie on the notebook, which is extremely meticulous and hardworking. He even bought the prop crocodile skin and asked someone to make it. It was so vivid in the water. It was just like the real one.

"Boss, don't worry, I won't smash your sign." Stenberg sat next to me and looked at me with a smile on his face.

Behind him, the sexy Haas was making coffee for us.

The two of them have now lived together and are about to get married after filming the movie.

"Stenborough, movies are of course important, but you must also improve your health. If you get sick halfway through, who will I take over?" Looking at Stenborough, who has obviously lost weight, I felt a little uncomfortable.

"Has, look at it, the boss loves me!" Stenberg grinned at Haas.

Haas glanced at him and respectfully brought me the coffee.

Although this woman looks hot, she is very gentle and she is simply cheap. This guy from Steinberg.

"He hasn't slept well during this period. He doesn't listen to others, he only listens to you." Haas said to me with a smile.

I laughed: "I said to him, but he didn't listen. This guy is just a stubborn donkey!"

"Boss, let me discuss something for you." Stenborough blinked at me.

"explain."

"This investment seems to be insufficient." Stenberg said to me with a embarrassed scratching his head.

"Your boss, I'm not well-off now and I still owe Los Angeles 400. How much do you want?" Before he could speak, I knew what he was going to say.

"About 200,000." Stenberg said as he flipped through his director's progress list.

I took out the checkbook from my pocket and signed a check for him: "This is a check of 25. I can tell you that all the costs of this movie are here. If you want it again, I will have no money!"

Stenberg took the check and kissed him fiercely: "Enough is enough, boss, please don't worry. If I lack money, I will not ask you for anything if I sell Haas."

Before he could finish his words, Haas twisted his ear and pulled it up.

Griffith and others, looking at Stenborough's grin and burst into laughter.

"It seems that women are good at this move." I whispered to Griffith.

Griffith nodded with great insight.

In the past few days, the rain has not stopped, either big or small, and the sun is rarely seen. We are worried that such rain will continue to fall, but local residents told us that this season is not rainy, so it will not last long.

Six days later, the rain finally stopped.

London, washed by rain, is simply a world in crystal. The meadows, woods, valleys, streams, and all the scenery are all clear and green, and the air is so fresh that it can almost twist out the water. The sky is clean and blue.

At dusk, the blood-red sunset hangs low in the west, so beautiful. The people in the crew are in a relaxed mood and walk out of the tent to relax.

Some actors were carefully preparing with the script in their hands because I told them that they would shoot a highlight that night - the scene where Wallace and Murren secretly got married.

Huang Zongzhan and Fatty began to check the camera, and the people in the prop group had already gone to set up the venue. I, Griffith and Dunar were sitting on a chair while smoking while studying how to play the evening.

Talk until supper time.

After dinner, the actors were gathered by me, and everyone rushed to the set.

In front of Lennaff's stone house, the camera started shooting nervously again.

Panoramic view, the stone house under the night, the sky behind it is shining with stars, fog, and the atmosphere is peaceful.

The camera gradually pulled a window closer, then exposed a head from it, and then Mullen poked out half of her body. She jumped out of the window, walked through a wet grass, and ran into the woods.

A horse had already been tied under a tree. Mulun found a package between the branches of the tree, and then led the horse and walked away gently. After confirming that her parents would not find her, she rode on the horse and ran to the distance.

Next to the small lake in the valley, there is an abandoned chapel built with stones. It was a small chapel built from unknown times. Mullun came to the front, jumped off the horse, and tied the horse to a stone pillar. Two horses had already been tied to the stone pillar next to it.

The dim lights radiated from the small church. Because there was no roof covering, the *** was reflected in the lake, which looked very beautiful.

Mullun picked up her package and walked in quickly.

There was a broken altar in the middle of the church, with a row of candles lit on it, and Wallace knelt in front of the altar and prayed silently. Hearing the sound behind him, he turned his face happily and looked at Mulun.

Behind the altar was a man with gray hair, whom Muren recognized as Wallace's uncle Yajill.

Yajir looked at Mulun kindly and pointed to a room behind the church. Mulun walked in and soon walked out wearing a wedding dress she sewned herself.

Wallace looked at her happily, and then they stood together and walked towards the altar and knelt under the candle.

Yajir stood behind the altar and said solemnly: "You have come to God and will dedicate your life to each other. Have you brought your own tokens?"

Wallace took out a cloth woven with a checkered plaid pattern from his pocket. It was the Wallace family's emblem.

Yajir picked up the cloth and raised it to pray to the sky.

Then he asked Wallace: "William, are you willing to swear to the stars and love Murren wholeheartedly in the days to come?"

"Yes, I do!" Wallace replied.

"Mulun, can you make the same oath?"

"Yes, I can!" Mullen glanced at Wallace happily.

Yajil asked them to reach out and tie their hands together with a strip of cloth.

Mullen took out a handkerchief embroidered by herself from her close bra and handed it to Wallace. There was a white thistle flower on it. This thistle flower was just like the one she gave to him at Wallace's funeral many years ago.

Wallace took the handkerchief and her eyes were filled with tears.

"William, Murun, I declare that you are officially married as a servant of God. May God bless you and protect you. May God always be by your side and give you peace and joy!"

Yajir stroked their heads happily, and the sacred ceremony was finally over.

They blew out the candles on the altar and walked out of the altar one after another. Wallace led Murren behind. When they came out, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

Outside the church, there were more than twenty people wearing traditional Scottish costumes and holding bagpipes, among which were old Campbell. They smiled at the couple, among which Hebis was also inside, and he was grimacing at Wallace.

Wallace and Mullen were stunned. Logically speaking, only the three of them knew about the wedding. How could these people come here? They looked at Yajil, who shrugged at them and admitted that they had leaked it.

The long bagpipe sound began to sound. One or two, and finally everyone was blowing. Wallace and Murren's originally puzzled faces gradually stretched out in the music, and finally smiled.

"The bagpipe is the soul of the Scots. The sound of bagpipes is indispensable for the Scots' wedding!" Yajil murmured.

Wallace took Mullen to thank the people one by one. Then they rolled onto the horse and headed to the jungle not far away. There was a small wooden house in which they would spend their wedding night.

We tried every means to photograph this sacred wedding solemnly and poetic, so there was basically no extra light except candles and starlight. The faint light made the three people reflected on the stone wall so tall. The moving sound of bagpipes and the beautiful natural scenery around made the wedding look extremely romantic.

If the wedding scene is mainly solemn, then the wedding night in the wooden house will reveal infinite tenderness.

The small wooden house was not big, at most only a dozen square meters. There were no less than twenty candles of all sizes lit inside, and thick fur blankets were covered with petals on the wooden bed.

Wallace and Mullen kissed each other gently, and then they took off each other's clothes and lay on the soft bed.

Close-up of their toned bodies, intertwined lips, clasped arms, sweaty spine...

Without quick editing, the lens moves smoothly. Under the soft focus lens, the two people on the bed seem to be from those beautiful ancient murals.

The plays in the room were directed by Dunar, the fat man took photos by himself, and the room was one. Since Julie and I had experience in such a play, it was very natural to cooperate. Almost every shot was passed once. The only problem was the lighting, which required constant adjustments, but these were physical work and there was no difficulty.

After the wedding scene was filmed, we spent another two days shooting some scenes of Wallace and Mullen after marriage. They rode together to their own homes late at night to secretly celebrate their marriage. During the day, they saw each other like someone they were not familiar with. They used their eyes and small movements to express their feelings to each other on various occasions. Although the villagers knew about their marriage, they pretended not to know.

These fragmented shots are easy to shoot. Later, Griffith said that my acting skills have improved a lot than before. He said that after this period of shooting, my eyes became as if they could speak at any time.

I don't know if this old guy makes me happy, but I'm very happy to hear this.

After filming these sweet scenes, the atmosphere in the crew suddenly became tense, because everyone knew that the following scenes were very important, and it was them that began to lead the movie to climax bit by bit.

Before filming, I spent a whole day talking to all the actors, how to perform, what tone should I say their lines, and what actions should I make. Not only do the roles with heavy roles, but even those extras have to talk about them.

There are more than 100 actors in these four scenes. I feel like a professor who teaches on the podium rather than a director. Speaking about drama is not only a mental job, but also an extremely hard physical job. At the end of the day, my legs were swollen. Fortunately, my voice was not hoarse, otherwise the crew would have to stop working.

That morning, the crew drove into the outdoor site in a mighty manner. Under the supervisor of Bala, after five construction teams working day and night, they had completed the three-quarters of the city streets needed for the movie, and an ancient castle.

What we are going to use is a market. Both sides of the market are filled with various miscellaneous shops, and the streets are full of pedestrians and farmers who buy and sell goods. All buildings and clothing have been verified by relevant historians to ensure that there will be no flaws. The prop set took a day to arrange this market. After repeated adjustments, a thirteenth-century Scottish market was almost perfectly presented in front of the camera.

Three cameras were placed on the ground, Griffith and Dunar began to do the final debugging, and Li and others sat on the bench and were putting on makeup by the makeup artist.

I noticed that Julie beside me was wearing makeup while gasping.

"What's wrong, nervous?" I smiled.

"A little bit." Li said embarrassedly.

"No, you are not a new actor. You have acted in so many scenes, why are you still nervous?"

"There are many reasons. Who made this movie the first audio movie? And after these scenes, there was no role for me. Now I feel like a big stone is pressed on my chest. If these scenes are not performed well, it will be a disaster." Li smiled, then turned to look at me: "But after these scenes, I will feel relieved."

"I'm different from you. After these scenes, I have to start dancing swords and swords to do cool labor!" I said mockingly.

Not only Julie, but also the makeup artist next to me laughed after hearing what I said.
To be continued...