The group of actors were all called ashore and stood in a line with their heads down.
Li Si also got on the boat, mixed at the end of the line.
He was already covered in water, and the clothes on his body were torn and dirty from the explosion, looking no different from the group actors' costumes.
Both appearance and temperament blended in perfectly.
The director of this film was an older man with dreadlocks who looked like an artist.
He clasped his arms and swept his grim gaze back and forth.
The group actors buried their heads even lower, no one dared to make eye contact with him.
The dreadlocked director paced back and forth.
In the end, he directly scolded them one by one, starting from the left end of the queue.
He pointed at the face of the first group actor, "Did I say that no one is allowed to be at the location where the female lead fell into the water?"
When he finished speaking, he heard a "bam" sound, and the group actor received a solid kick.
The hierarchy of the Koreas is very strict, and it is not uncommon for the director to hit people on the set.
So no one dared to stop him and could only watch as he punched and kicked the group of actors.
"Xiba! Said it so many times and still can't remember it?"
"Damn it! Raise your head and let me see your stupid face!"
"Can't remember! Can't you remember it this time!"
The director scolded all the way through, and the group actors were silenced. Until he walked up to Li Si.
"Oh, it's you." The director sneered.
He still remembered Li Si's face, just now it was this kid who was closest to Song Ji Qiao's fall.
And when he told this kid to get the hell out of the way, he had the audacity to ignore himself and just keep looking at Song Ji Qiao all by himself.
The director rubbed his fists together and made up his mind to give Li Si a hard time, so that this group actor who didn't know what he was doing would learn a lesson:
"You guy ...."
He was just about to swing a punch at Li Si' face, yet just then, Li Si suddenly looked up at him.
With this one glance, the director's movements paused.
Inexplicably cold air rose straight from his heart, and his hand couldn't help but soften in the main.
There was obviously nothing special about that look, but when the other party gazed at him calmly, he always felt that his muscles were slowly stiffening.
The pigtailed director inclined his head, not daring to meet Li Si's eyes.
He didn't understand what was wrong with him. There was just a vague premonition that if this punch really swung down, something terrible would happen.
The curse words were held in his mouth, unable to speak.
The director's face was suffocating red, and finally managed to come up with a sentence:
"You this guy ... pay attention next time."
"Ahem." It seemed that even he felt a little embarrassed, the director lightly coughed twice, then looked at the next person with a vicious gaze.
"You! Says you, what are you looking at? Dog-like thing ..."
The group actor who was scolded looked up in shock, looking at Li Si and then at the director, not figuring out what was going on.
Beat him up! Why don't you beat him up?
It's obvious that everyone is going to get beaten up, so how come this guy skipped his turn? It's not fair!
The director reluctantly punched a few more group actors, not exerting much force, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt awkward.
He finally stopped, took a few steps backward, and stood in front of the group actors and bellowed solemnly, "Put on your gear! Get in the water again!"
"If you still can't get a good shot this time, you'll all stay in the water until the shot is successful!"
Upon hearing this, the group of actors screamed in agony.
This scene in the water was not just a few shots, but an entire section of the plot, and any mistake would require a reshoot.
If it happens to coincide with the actor's poor condition, shooting dozens of times is common.
By that time, everyone would have simply drowned in the sea.
That being said, the director's orders cannot be disobeyed.
The actors put on their equipment and jumped into the cold sea water one by one.
The so-called "equipment" is actually only a life jacket and a few broken boards.
The lifejacket, not to mention, has no warmth at all.
The boards were even more jerry-built, light and thin, as if a big wave would cause them to sink.
Li Si also followed the crowd to jump into the water.
In just a few minutes, the piece of driftwood that had been blown off the cruise ship had already drifted away with the current.
But Li Si did not panic in the slightest, other people bitter face in the water flopping, but he seems to swim with ease.
However, as time went by, even Li Si's face began to look bad.
This was because there was another problem with the filming on the boat.
This time, the problem was not with the female lead Song Ji Kyo, but with the male lead who was acting with her.
The male lead's name was Cha Seung Ji, a young actor with a white complexion and thin arms and legs.
In this scene, he has to fight someone on the deck, but there is a flying kick that he can't get right.
The martial arts instructor taught him countless times, but it was as good as nothing.
Although he did not learn the moves, the accompanying martial arts dragon set suffered. The worst one was kicked in the lower body by Cha Seung Ji.
That martial arts dragon set wailed and was carried down, the dreadlocked director rubbed his brow and sighed deeply.
Looking down inadvertently, he noticed that most of the group actors soaking in the water were pale. This was a precursor to heat loss, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly told the group actors to get into the boat.
The group of actors were not afraid to get into the boat, but they were angry, how could they take a life for the sake of filming.
This time on board, the actors were obviously not in good spirits.
As soon as they got on the deck, several of them were lying on the ground, gasping for breath, and could not be pulled up.
The actors were all slumped over, and today's filming was about to be over.
Cha Seung Ji, however, stood not far away playing with his mobile phone as if nothing had happened.
Seeing this scene, the dreadlocked director was so angry that veins burst out from his forehead, "Hey! Cha Seung Ji, can you be more serious!"
He thought his tone was gentle enough.
Unexpectedly, Cha Seung Ji put down his mobile phone and looked at him in surprise, seemingly not understanding why he was scolded.
This made the dreadlocked director even more septuagenarian, and in a fit of rage, he casually pointed a finger right at Li Si.
"Xiba! Practising a simple action so many times, I've practised it with a random group actor!"
The dreadlocked director roared at his opponent.
Cha Seung Ji also launched his temper.
"Yes, I admit I wasted a bit of time, but that's because this move just doesn't make sense when it comes to design."
"You're saying that this move can even be done by a group actor? Fine, then let him try, if he can really do it, I'll apologise to everyone present!"
Not expecting Cha Seung Ji to really dare to talk back, the dreadlocked director was momentarily speechless.
Actually, that roundhouse kick did have a certain degree of difficulty.
Even a professional action actor would need to practice this perfectly, and a group actor would never be able to do it.
As he was racking his brain to think of how to refute Cha Seung Ji, the dreadlocked director suddenly froze.
It was because Li Si stepped out of the group and stood in front of the two of them.
"What are you going to do ..." the dreadlocked director subconsciously spoke.
Before his words fell, Li Si had already lifted his left leg.
Twisting his waist, he launched his body into the air. The whip leg tore through the air, emitting a mournful wind sound in mid-air.
A perfect to the extreme roundhouse kick.
The dreadlocked director froze in place, and Cha Seung-Ji also froze in place.
Li Si landed gently and delicately.
"Well, it's done, so apologise." He said to Cha Seung Ji.