I Was Taken by the Female Lead After Transmigrating into a Book - Chapter 93

This action scene had been rehearsed dozens of times before filming began today. The stunt coordinator had also taken dozens of falls, eliminating most of the risks. However, during the actual shoot, they couldn’t use pads, so they had to fall repeatedly. The ones who fell the hardest were Bai Feifei and Huo Wu.

During a few of the pauses, Bai Feifei was still tied up, but the ropes were loosened, allowing her to move her wrists and ankles. The dummy model they used for practice had already had some parts of its skin rubbed off by the rough ropes, with its stuffing blatantly exposed.

She gasped, and the crew’s doctor came over again to spray her wounds with an external painkiller and hemostatic spray.

While she waited, she saw Huo Wu practicing seriously. Her body was also covered in mud from the classroom floor. Her movements were much more coordinated than Bai Feifei’s. She only bumped into the surrounding tables and chairs at the very beginning and could skillfully avoid them afterward.

Bai Feifei quietly asked a staff member next to her, “I’ve seen people in martial arts films. Don’t they have to fall hard on these things?”

She extended her weak hand and made a gesture like a firework exploding. “And then with a ‘bang,’ the table splits in half, and they fall against the wall.”

“…Not all the time,” said the other director, who was coordinating with Li Ke to adjust the scene cuts and the positions of the actors. He said, “Most of the tables and chairs in schools are made of solid wood or steel-wood. We’ve done tests before. These tables and chairs were bought from various universities that were getting rid of their old ones. An adult falling on them won’t be able to break them.”

Bai Feifei suddenly understood. “Got it.”

“It’s not your turn to break the tables anyway,” the assistant director said with a smile. “Li Wei and Chen Bin’s group has a lot of action scenes. They have the kind of scene you just mentioned, but unfortunately, they won’t be able to break them either.”

That’s awful.

Fusang’s level of abuse was enough to make her get injured every day, with bruises all over her body. She was still young. If she were a little older, over 35, it would probably be very difficult for her to continue working in martial arts-related jobs.

The older she got, the more nutrients her bones would lose, and the more fragile they would become. One fall on her butt might send her to meet the King of Hell.

After the rehearsal, Huo Wu changed into a clean, tidy outfit, the same one she had arrived in. She walked over to Bai Feifei and stood behind her, looking at her wrists.

Most of the time when Bai Feifei acted spoiled, it wasn’t because she was genuinely uncomfortable, or when there was no one around, she didn’t have to pretend to be strong. At this time, she would usually be a little tougher, especially in front of others.

“I’m fine, it doesn’t hurt,” she said. “If we finish filming quickly, can we go eat some crayfish? Auntie Xue said that if I film something that uses a lot of energy, I can eat some high-quality protein.”

“No crayfish,” Huo Wu frowned. She carefully placed Bai Feifei’s hand back and instructed the prop master to be gentle. Then, she squatted down and looked up at Bai Feifei from below. She said, “It’s not good for your wounds to heal.”

Bai Feifei looked pitiful. “Please, just a little. I won’t eat a lot. Just a little, okay?”

This time, Huo Wu scrutinized her expression for a moment and saw that Bai Feifei’s round eyes were full of pleading and were moist—with a certain longing.

She really wanted to eat it. The fact that Bai Xue would tell her that she could eat it meant that she had probably considered Bai Feifei’s recent diet.

Huo Wu then said, “Okay.”

But Huo Wu didn’t order takeout. She had her assistant go and pick out the crayfish, clean them, and then have the hotel chef cook them. She didn’t tell Bai Feifei about this. She only thought about the spiciness when the assistant asked her. She said, “Half with garlic, and half… spicy.”

When Bai Feifei heard this from behind, she couldn’t help but swallow a few times.

Everyone’s catalyst is different, but Bai Feifei’s was obviously quite clear—during this period when she had to avoid certain foods, everything she used to love could serve as a catalyst.

For a bite of food, she would look at people with a very pitiful expression—not like a cat, but like a dog. But she wasn’t very clingy. She would wait for the right moment, when others couldn’t refuse her the most. She would extend her little paws and gently tap their leg a few times with her paw pads, and then carefully ask, “Can I have a little?”

But this behavior also depended on the person. Bai Feifei wouldn’t even do it with Bai Xue or Fu Xiaoxiao. She would just sigh and force herself to cooperate, saying “okay” with low emotions. Only when she was with Huo Wu would her emotions be more expressive, and she would tentatively make requests that might cross the line in front of Bai Xue.

Huo Wu hung up the phone and calmly stared at Bai Feifei for a few seconds. She finally reached out and rubbed her head with more force.

Bai Feifei’s face suddenly turned red, but she really felt like Huo Wu had wanted to kiss her just now.

Not long after, the final rehearsal ended. Based on the adjusted movements, they continued filming.

Wu Ling reacted extremely quickly. Relying only on the blocked light and her instincts, she held onto Fusang, who was still tied to the chair, and fell to the side, avoiding Sanzi’s blade.

Everyone on set was stunned by the sudden turn of events. Wu Ling cautiously took a few steps back. Li Ran was not only shocked but also in disbelief. He shouted at Li Wei and Chen Bin, who were frozen in shock, “What are you two waiting for? Someone is really going to die if you don’t do something!”

The two of them hadn’t moved much. Li Ran gritted his teeth. “If something happens to Wu Ling, don’t even think that the police from the district and city will let you off. The provincial leaders will come down personally to investigate this case! Do you two really want to die?!”

This time, Li Wei and Chen Bin exchanged glances and lunged forward with Li Ran. But Sanzi was completely insane. Not only was he yelling and swinging the knife in his hand at Wu Ling and Fusang, he was also doing the same to Li Wei and Chen Bin. Li Wei lunged and grabbed him from behind, but Sanzi used the back of his head to slam into Li Wei’s nose. He shrieked, covering his nose as he stumbled back a few steps. Tears and blood dripped everywhere. He was in so much pain that he rolled on the ground, unable to get back up.

The few of them were grappling and tearing at each other. Wu Ling and Fusang were safe for a short while.

Fusang fell to the ground, taking a careful, sharp breath from the pain. Seeing that Wu Ling couldn’t untie the rope, which was tied into a dead knot, she said softly, “In my pants belt…”

Wu Ling quickly looked up at her and fumbled at her waist. She quickly located Fusang’s belt.

Fusang took a gasp and finished her sentence, “In the buckle, there’s a secret…”

Before she could finish the word ‘button,’ Wu Ling had already pressed the hidden buckle. It was a modified small box, and inside was a very expensive folding knife. The blade material could even be compared to the knives used by foreign mercenaries; it was so sharp it could cut through bones like mud.

With just a light flick of the knife on the rope, the finger-thick rope broke. At that moment, a few muffled sounds came from behind. Fusang turned her head and saw Li Ran’s figure stumbling towards them. There were a few wounds on his body that were bleeding continuously. Beside him, Sanzi was being held down by Li Wei and Chen Bin, but he was still roaring.

“Let’s go,” Wu Ling said, helping Fusang up.

But before she could turn around, Li Ran suddenly started to gush blood. Then, as if he was confused as to why his limbs weren’t listening to him, he bent his head down and fell heavily to the ground. After a few convulsions, he was silent.

Wu Ling was silent for a moment, looking at the pool of blood under Li Ran’s body, which continued to spread and expand at the edges. Behind her, Li Wei and Chen Bin also gradually lost the strength to restrain Sanzi, and Sanzi also stopped struggling.

Blood was everywhere. The final shot captured the expressions of the four people lying on the ground—some were bewildered, some were angry, and some were vicious.

Police sirens and ambulance alarms poured in, and soon there were hurried footsteps on the stairs. Fusang turned her head, looking at Wu Ling’s hand that was still holding her arm, and said softly, “Are you a police officer?”

“No,” Wu Ling said.

Fusang looked at her again and then suddenly smiled. She said, “Whether you are or not, it’s a good thing.”

Police officers and doctors swarmed in and began to rescue the injured on the ground. Li Ran was already dead, so his body was left where it was. The other three were put on stretchers. When Sanzi was about to be carried out the door, he once again ignored his bleeding wounds and, with an expression that was almost inhuman, reached out from afar and roared at Fusang with bloody words, “Die, you have to die—you die!”

But Fusang only watched Sanzi’s figure disappear with an indifferent gaze. She followed the doctor and nurses into the ambulance, facing the wary and scrutinizing eyes of several police officers.

“Cut!” Li Ke said from behind the camera, giving instructions for a break and arranging the set.

This major scene was difficult to film. The rehearsals and prop arrangements for everyone’s parts took nearly a week. Fortunately, the actors got more familiar with their roles in the later stages, which saved them a lot of detours. The police officers and professional nurses and ambulances borrowed from the nearby police station and hospital could also be returned on schedule.

Bai Feifei was helped by Huo Wu as they walked. Each step was quite difficult.

Before they could even get downstairs, Huo Wu frowned, walked over to Bai Feifei, and half-crouched down. She said, “Get on.”

Bai Feifei held onto the stair railing with one hand, blinked, and slowly climbed onto Huo Wu’s back. There were injuries all over her knees and her entire legs. Just a little movement caused blood to drip down. The previous filming was still unavoidably damaging.

Bai Feifei never cried out in pain in front of others, but at this moment, on Huo Wu’s back, she gently rubbed against Huo Wu’s neck and said in a very small voice, “It hurts so much.”

Huo Wu’s arms were stable and tight around her. But at this time, nothing she said would help. The pain was still in Bai Feifei’s body and wouldn’t be transferred by any action or words, so Huo Wu remained silent.

When they got to the RV, Huo Wu placed Bai Feifei in the booth seat. She skillfully took out the half-empty bottle of povidone-iodine and cotton swabs from the table and treated Bai Feifei’s wounds.

Bai Feifei looked miserable, lightly blowing on them. Without her having to blow much, Huo Wu took over, blowing on them for her. As she was treating them, she tried her best to minimize the pain. Her expression was more focused and worried than ever before.

Bai Feifei was too lazy to count how many bandages were on her body. But luckily, after she did a quick mental calculation, she said happily, “It seems there won’t be any more scenes where I get hurt from now on! It’s all dialogue-based scenes!”

Maybe her body was in too much pain, because after learning that no new injuries would be added, Bai Feifei felt completely healed and became happy again.

But Huo Wu’s mood wasn’t very high. Bai Feifei quickly realized this and tried to drag her body over to Huo Wu. Like a koala that wasn’t stupid anymore, she diligently moved Huo Wu’s arm and held it in front of her stomach. She slowly lay down on Huo Wu’s lap and said, “A’Wu, what are you thinking about? You’re not happy.”

She used a declarative sentence in the end. Huo Wu looked down at her, her gaze lingering on the bandage on Bai Feifei’s forehead.

That was also an unexpected wound. The wound wasn’t big, but it was deep. The doctor had checked it and said that if it were any deeper, it would have to be stitched. Even if it didn’t need to be right now, they still had to be careful to prevent infection, since summer was the peak season for infections. The scabbing would also be very thick, and there was a high chance of a scar.

Huo Wu’s hand gently stroked Bai Feifei’s face. She suddenly said, “Do you regret coming to act in this film?”

Bai Feifei said a surprised “Huh?” The end of her voice was so high that she was about to do a backflip out of her seat. However, after a day of exhaustion, her stomach was empty, and her injuries left her with no strength. She only managed to get up a few centimeters before she fell back onto Huo Wu’s lap.

Her back wasn’t injured, but the impact still made Bai Feifei cry out in pain—she was mostly acting for Huo Wu. But she cried out and felt that the meaning had been conveyed, so she stopped and said in a bewildered tone, “Why would I regret it?”