Not only the Indians and Senecan troops were required to receive training, but the actors in the DreamWorks crew also received devilish training.

The first thing to train is naturally the basic qualities of actors. John Wayne, Garbo, Humphrey Bogart, etc. These people are experienced actors. Training in this area is naturally no problem, but some people are different.

"Andre, it's too difficult to act in a movie! It's even more painful than death!" Rest Cameron, who was ambitious at the beginning, complained after training in front of the camera for a day.

Although this guy is careless and meticulous in his usual carefree mind, his whole body trembles as soon as he stands in front of the camera, just like the camera lens is a muzzle.

“Rest, if you can’t pass

, then you can't fulfill your wish." Looking at this guy, Dharma: grind.

If you don’t do it once, twice, if you don’t do it twice, you will be three times.

There are many people who are similar to Rest Cameron, such as Shavi, and the Seneca General. These people were absorbed by me into the cast. At the beginning, they were quite happy and very excited, but after training, they were sad to be deserters.

The second thing to train is kung fu. In the movie, men are all experts on horseback without exception, and many cameras require superb horse skills.

In this regard, there was basically no problem with the Indians and the Senecan generals, after all, this was their specialty, and some people would not do it by then.

Although John Wayne, as the leading actor, performed well in John Ford's "West Sands", he didn't need any superb horse skills. He just needed to know how to ride a horse. But this movie was not possible, and he required all kinds of superb horse skills. In order to achieve this goal, I specially asked Kava to be his coach. After John Wayne practiced for a few days, his thighs were grinding and bloody.

Others also suffered a lot from varying degrees.

After more than a week of training, the crew basically met my requirements.

The filming is about to start, but one thing stumped me.

"Boss, the beast trainer came to me just now and said that the wolf we brought had elopement." When Stenberg ran over to me panting and said this, I was squatting on the earthen beam with the meat porridge made by the Indians while eating and thinking about shooting the location.

"Elop!? What's Elop!?" I was almost choked to death by the porridge.

"You kid will joke, you have never heard of wolf elopement." Griffith shook his head.

The name of the movie is "Dancing with Wolves". As the name suggests, there must be many wolf scenes in it. So when the crew came, the trainer brought a specially trained wolf for shooting.

Stenberg glanced at Griffith, walked up to me and said, "Boss, there are many wild wolves on this grassland. The one we brought is a male wolf, which disappeared last night. The beast trainer said that he was probably attracted by the wolves and went to live a romantic life."

"What should I do?! Without a wolf, how to make a movie!?" Griffith was a little anxious.

My head is so big that I suddenly lost my chain at this critical moment. Wouldn’t that kill me?

"Have the trainer ever thought about how to solve this problem?" I said with a sad face.

"The trainer said that he could only transport one from Los Angeles. Although this is easy to do. However, the wolf transported to the ground has to be retrained, so it will take some time."

I stood up all of a sudden. Now I need time the most, and it will take at least one or two weeks to delay this.

"Mr. Corleon, is there anything?" Cava walked over slowly while we were having a headache for the wolf.

Stenberg simply told Kava, and Kava laughed.

"Kava, you guy is so heartless. We are almost in a dilemma now, and you are gloating!" Stenberg reached out to pat Kava. Thinking that he was no match for others, he had to give up in disappointment.

Cava ignored Stenborg and said to me: "Mr. Corleon, if you need a digger, maybe the Indians can't help you, but it's no problem to need a wolf. There are horses and wolves on the prairie."

Stenberg looked a little angry when he saw Kava not taking it seriously: "Kava, do you think it's enough to just make a wolf!? Tell you that this wolf is used to make a movie, it needs to be trained. What should he do when it is turned on? When you get a wolf to start the movie, you jump at the actor or run away in a flash. What should you do? "

Kava laughed: "Mr. Stenborough, of course I know what you are talking about. You are not going to be obedient wolf, okay, I'll give it to you."

After saying that, Kava put his fingers in his mouth and blew a whistle hard.

We all stood up and looked like a distance. Suddenly, a jumping figure appeared on a soil slope in the distance.

"Bagu!" Kava shouted, and the figure jumped high and shot over like an arrow from the string.

A wolf! The other is much bigger and stronger than the wolf we brought! It is covered with silver-gray fur fluttering in the wind, with a strong body, a big mouth and sharp teeth.

When it's even more interesting, the wolf's back has no dazzling feathers, it's obvious that it's a masterpiece of Indians.

The wolf seemed not afraid of people. He came to us and threw himself into Kava's arms and started to feel happy.

Seeing this scene, Griffith, Stenberg, and I were stunned.

"Boss, I raised this wolf. A few years ago, I went hunting and found a female wolf that was killed by a white man. Under it, there was a little wolf cub still consuming breasts, so I brought it over. Look, it's it, Bagu!" Kava pointed to the wolf in her arms and smiled.

"What does Bagu mean?" asked Stenburg.

The names given by the Indians must be meaningful.

"Bagu means that he has lost his mother's child. I am also Bagu." Kava said here. A hint of sadness appeared in his eyes. It seemed that the fate of this wolf was somewhat similar to that of him.

"Kava, does this wolf listen to you?" Looking at Kava's sad look, I walked over and changed the subject.

"I raise the earth. Of course, listen to me. This guy is the leader of this wolf pack. Mr. Corleon, if you need a wolf pack, I can ask it to bring it to you. These wolf packs are good friends of our Indians. When we hunt, we will not draw arrows at them, and they will also take us to the bison herd." Kava was very proud of this matter.

I have never seen such things. I originally thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to exist among the Indians.

"It turns out that there are many wolves here. There are many everywhere, but in recent years, white people like to ride horses here to hunt. Those guys specialize in fighting wolves, but they won't take them away after they are killed. It's just for fun. These guys are gnawing on this plain like locusts. I'm worried that one day my Bagu will be beaten to death by them." Kawa nagged, but I sighed repeatedly after hearing this.

The Indians' attitude towards the world around them is obviously different from the whites. The sky, the earth, the rivers, the grasslands... These things are holy in their minds and contain memories. They firmly believe that all things have spirits, so they live in harmony with the world around them without destroying them. Instead, they are integrated with it. The whites are different. They only think about money in their heads and only think about how to make themselves happy. They cut down forests and cut down the sky and trees that are hundreds of years old to make various luxurious furniture. They pollute the sky, pollute rivers, cultivate grasslands, and eliminate the animals above. I am no longer surprised.

Compared with the Indians, white people are undoubtedly rich. But wealth does not mean that they are civilized.

Civilization sometimes has nothing to do with matter, and it does not mean that you invented the steam engine, the car, or the refrigerator you invented means that you are civilized.

Civilization, more often,

Thoughts, concepts in mind.

In my opinion, Indians are much more civilized than whites in this regard.

The longer you get in touch with this group of people, the more you can feel the magic from them.

"Kava, let Bagu play the wolf in our movie. This guy is also an actor in our crew." I patted Kava.

Kava laughed happily.

After solving the wolf land problem, the crew finally finished preparing.

On the 32nd, after a light rain, the grassland was clear and clear, making people feel refreshed.

The first scene of "Dancing with Wolves" started under the sunset.

"Boss, after working hard for so many days, it finally started." Griffith stood beside me, impressed.

Unlike the previous opening ceremony before the shooting, this time, we simply brought out some wine and started drinking with everyone.

Looking at the busy crew, I laughed.

Every time I turn on the computer, I feel very good, and this time, I feel even more happy when I look at the brilliant sunset all over the sky.

"Call all actors to prepare as soon as possible!" I looked at the table.

Not far away, more than a dozen Indians and five or six white men were putting on makeup.

I specially selected these Indians from the Sioux. They were all sturdy and had distinct facial features. They wore very few clothes, revealing their bronze-like skin, emitting oil under the reflection of the sunset, and combined with the agile war horses and the pheasant tail flying on their heads, the majestic posture is amazing.

The first scene was actually not large in scale. It was a scene where Indians attacked white people. All the actors with scenes in the crew did not appear, so everyone was in a relaxed mood.

"Boss, you have put on your makeup and you can start!" The makeup artist cleaned up me.

I picked up the guide and started commanding.

“The camera is in place!”

"The actors are in place!"

"Clear the scene!"

...

"Boss, the aerial photography work is ready!" Stenberg shouted not far away.

Behind him, on the built runway, a small biplane that can accommodate four people is ready to go.

"Can take off!" I made a gesture to Stenburg, and the small plane soared into the sky.

"Shooting!"

With a command, the entire crew ran quickly.

The first shot was the Indian land shot. Kava's wolf appeared in the first set of shots, followed by aerial shots and a set of shots showing the Indian's vigorous momentum.

These shootings went very smoothly, and the Indians galloped on the grassland on the footage, and the courage they exuded in the body infected everyone in the crew.

"Let the white team come on!" I waved my hand at Griffith.

Two carriages appeared in the camera. Five or six white men in the car sat in front of the car and joked with each other. Their clothes were sloppy, their mouths were full of dirty words, and they cursed the Indians.

Then one of them suddenly stood up and an arrow shot through his neck.

The Indians rushed down from the breakup. They instantly dealt with the white people like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, set fire to destroy the carriage, and then disappeared like wind in the depths of the vast grassland.

This scene was filmed so well, with almost no NG.

I have to admire the performance ability of these Indians after a little training.

No, it’s not a performance, they just show what their physical strength contains according to my requirements!

That kind of sturdyness. Even the Seneca General standing next to me sighed.

"Boss, that's how it's all about making movies!" Kava was stunned beside me.

"Yes, that's it. How do you feel?" I smiled.
To be continued...