Divine Lucky Star
Chapter 287 - Chapter 287 Chapter 287 Extremely Unlucky

Chapter 287: Chapter 287 Extremely Unlucky! Chapter 287: Chapter 287 Extremely Unlucky! “Yes, I grew up in Mongolia!” Without a second word, Little Wang mounted the stool, grabbed the reins, and then said, “Mr. Wang, I’m ready.”

“Okay, wait for my command!” Everyone was ready, and Wang Hao began to shout, “Come on, get all the equipment ready! That thing, the camera operator, the monitors, get them all set up, we’re about to start!”

Soon everything was ready, the camera operator took his place, Wang Hao adjusted the angle to about thirty degrees from below, and then shouted, “Little Wang, start! And you, throw branches in Little Wang’s direction like this…like this…like this, got it?”

Someone from the props team responded, “Got it!”

Listening to Wang Hao’s directions, Director Yang and the others watched in bafflement, “Pretend horse riding, throwing branches…is he trying to make it fly!”

Wang Hao snapped his fingers with a “pop,” “Start!”

So, the whole set witnessed Little Wang continuously making horse-riding motions. And boy, this guy truly deserved his reputation as someone born on horseback–his horse-riding motions were spot on!

Then the prop guy threw a branch every two seconds, one branch every two seconds…

It might not sound like much, but when everyone saw the scene on the camera, they were all astounded!

“This…this is…” Yang Shoulin’s eyes nearly popped out onto the screen, “Holy shit! It actually works!”

Although he was a seasoned director, Yang Shoulin couldn’t help but swear!

Not just him, everyone around him was also dumbstruck, their jaws nearly hitting the floor!

“This…this is impossible!” Tong Tong, who had purely come for the excitement, had her eyes wide open, “These horse-riding shots, you managed to film them just like this?!”

No wonder they were surprised. In the footage, Little Wang kept shaking the reins, his body perfectly executing the horse-riding motions, and every two seconds, a cluster of branches flew past him. The whole scene didn’t just look like riding; it looked like furious galloping!

“Genius! This is nothing short of genius!”

“Yes, and to think that the scene could be shot like this! It probably cost just a few thousand, right?”

“I guess it didn’t even take a few thousand, maybe just eight hundred! And the best part is that there are absolutely no flaws visible; Little Wang’s riding seems like it must be at least fifty miles per hour!”

“Such awesome young talent,” Yang Shoulin was utterly astounded, “Little Wang, your method is absolutely brilliant! Normally, such a shot wouldn’t be possible without spending tens of thousands! But with you, just a few hundred dollars did the trick; amazing!”

In fact, until recently, Yang Shoulin had only regarded Wang Hao as an excellent scriptwriter, but after discussing cutting-edge filming techniques yesterday and then today’s brilliant execution…

Damn, this movie won’t even cost that much!

“Awesome!” Tong Tong deeply sighed, “That’s truly awesome! Ah, this must be the legend of a genius…”

…

In the following days, Wang Hao mostly stayed in the production team, working with Yu Junpeng on the script for “Swordsman.”

After all, with the enhanced memory from the Dust bead, scripting was strangely simple for Wang Hao. In his previous life, he had read the novel “Swordsman” no less than five times; though he couldn’t reproduce it word for word, he had no issue keeping to at least eighty percent of the original plot.

Wang Hao took care of writing the novel’s narrative text, while Yu Junpeng organized the script–after all, the difference between a script and novel text is significant. For example, a novel mostly uses narration, while a script mainly consists of dialogues.

Writing a novel naturally involves character development, storytelling, describing characters’ portraits and psychologies, portraying the society and the natural environment, and detailing the related characters and historical background, etc. Writing a television drama script, while also requiring descriptions of characters, storytelling, and analysis of characters’ psychologies, must avoid narration and primarily use dialogues.

“Brother Hao, do you think this part is written okay?” Yu Junpeng held a laptop, sitting next to Wang Hao, and after typing a few sentences, he’d ask Wang Hao to review it.

“Let me see.” Wang Hao took the laptop and began to read–

[Huixian Building, Daytime, Scene***.]

[Linghu Chong put down his wine bowl, sneered, and said to Yi Lin, “Junior sister, do you know of the ‘Heroes and the Qingcheng Four Elegances’?”]

[Luo Renjie said with a smug face, “Indeed, I am Luo Renjie, one of the Qingcheng Four Elegances.”]

[In the corner, Lin Pingzhi glanced up, then quickly lowered his head again.]

Linghu Chong: “Do you know the signature move of Qingcheng Sect?”

Yi Lin: “I don’t know.”

Linghu Chong: “Hehe… The most sophisticated technique, better left unsaid, lest it spoils the harmony.”

Luo Renjie: “What is the most sophisticated technique, tell me.”

Linghu Chong: “It’s the ‘Butt-back Sandfalling Goose Drop’.”

Luo Renjie: “Nonsense.” He raised his fist and threw a punch.

Linghu Chong’s nose got hit, and blood started flowing profusely.

Yi Lin: “You can’t hit someone, picking on the injured, what kind of hero does that?”

Luo Renjie provocatively said: “Little nun seems to fancy his looks, touched by worldly desires!” He pinched Yi Lin’s face.

Yi Lin, furious, threw several punches in quick succession.

Linghu Chong: “Junior sister, don’t strike, let me channel some energy…”

Luo Renjie threw another punch; Linghu Chong skillfully dodged it and delivered a kick to Luo Renjie’s butt, sending him tumbling down the stairs.

Linghu Chong: “Junior sister, that was the ‘Butt-back Sandfalling Goose Drop’.”

At that moment, Qu Feiyan smiled at her grandfather in the corner: “Hehe, ‘Heroes and fine men, the Four Qingcheng Showmen.'”

Linghu Chong seriously said: “No, it’s ‘Bears and wild boars, the Four Qingcheng Beasts.'”

A single sentence made everyone upstairs burst into laughter; Linghu Chong, overwhelmed, coughed incessantly.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Renjie climbed back upstairs. When his companion threw him a sword, he pounced forward and stabbed it straight into Linghu Chong’s chest.

Having watched that entire scene, Wang Hao nodded with a smile and said, “Nicely written, Yu, but it still lacks something. Look here, what’s Luo Renjie’s biggest trait? It’s his nasty mouth, and his sleaziness! So you must depict this trait in detail to make the audience want to beat him up right at first sight!”

“All right!” Receiving Wang Hao’s approval, Yu Junpeng’s inspiration soared, and he furiously continued typing.

“Oh man, this work can really wear someone out!” Seeing that Yu Junpeng was handling everything smoothly, Wang Hao stood up, stretched widely, and then smilingly said, “Yu, you keep at it. I’m going to take a shower!”

“Sure, take a break, Brother Hao,” said Yu Junpeng while typing, “I’m really inspired right now; I’ll write even more!”

Time to swim!

Changing into his swimsuit, Wang Hao draped his clothes over his shoulder and descended to the hotel pool, only to see big star Lan Zihuang swimming–the sight of her lithe body, glaringly white, made his eyes hurt!

“Cutie,” Lan Zihuang, clad in a bikini inside the pool, hurriedly waved at Wang Hao when she saw him approach, sweetly calling, “The water is so refreshing, come down and play!”

Passing crew members wiped their noses vigorously, “Damn, what a figure!”

“Ah, well, I’m not going down,” Wang Hao sweat heavily, “You enjoy yourself, I’ll just sunbathe…” The gentleman that he is, a glace or two is fine, but pool flirtations are out.

My, my, life truly is full of surprises, and these days feel awesome!

Then Wang Hao knew, life truly is full of surprises–while he was placing his clothes, the dice of luck accidentally fell out from his pocket and clattered on the ground, and at just one look, Wang Hao was utterly dumbfounded!

“Extremely unlucky!”

Wang Hao: “…”

Damn! Of all times to be extremely unlucky!

Damn, this thing is truly a massive weapon, this is no joke!

It can be deadly! And the worst part is you never know when it will strike; it’s like sitting on a bomb knowing it will explode today, but no one knows when!