Chapter 811 Hurricane (Part 1)

The behind-the-scenes of "Who is the Detective" and "The Trouble" were released online at the same time as the sixth recruitment round of "Entertainment Intern". Netizens who follow the variety show shouted "Zhou Zhihuo" and flocked to the website to watch.

"Look at the number of views and the number of online viewers, my colleagues were anxious all night long after watching it," someone joked.

I think "Entertainment Intern", which had little publicity at the beginning, was still a "vapid variety show" in the eyes of the public, but now it has successfully made a counterattack, catching up from behind and surpassing the rest, and many passers-by watching the excitement are talking about it.

In fact, starting from the third round, some producers of variety shows and even film and television dramas at the same time showed their rejection of "Entertainment Intern" and made some tricks in the dark.

But the people behind the show are there, and "Entertainment Intern" signed a cooperation agreement with the TV station early on, so in the end there are only "inexplicable hot search terms", "unconfirmed black material" and other innocuous little things. The method is completely out of the way, and some popular film and television dramas have been severely ridiculed by the self-media on E-station and other platforms - "It's so funny that I'm not even talking about the fight scenes and connotations. You guys can't even talk about it." Your camera skills and language are not as good as those of a competitive variety show, are you sorry?"

Perhaps Fang Youwen didn't even know how much "hate" he had unknowingly attracted, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care about it with his current vision and busyness.

"I'm coming!"

At this moment, Fang Youwen was looking forward to it, and finally saw a nanny car stopping from a distance, and Qin Jue got out of the car.

He quickly picked up the loudspeaker: "All departments get ready! Martial Arts teachers and actors get ready!"

Qin Jue quickened his pace and walked over. Before he actually stepped into the venue surrounded by police cordons, he felt a strong sense of anxiety, as if he had plunged into a high-precision machine that was running fast, and the smell of oil smoke filled his nose. The burnt aroma produced by friction with the gears.

People are indeed judged by comparison. Seeing how busy the red team was, Qin Jue felt that his busy schedule at the Lin En Theater from early morning to early evening was not that full.

"Model and parameters?"

Coming over, Qin Jue didn't talk nonsense. He asked as he walked towards the heavy motorcycle parked there.

"Hurricane 670R!*" Fang Youwen didn't care that she passed by, crackling the information, and then pointed to the stunt instructor and caregiver specially hired for Nie Xingliang next to him: "For more details, you can ask Zhang master."

Qin Jue responded and walked around the motorcycle twice, mainly looking at the tires.

Heavy motorcycles, also known as heavy-duty motorcycles, refer to motorcycles with large displacement, strong horsepower, and fast speed. Most of the impressions among the public are "arrogant and heavy appearance", "fast and noisy when driving", etc. , the heavy-duty motorcycle in front of me meets the judging criteria in all aspects.

No wonder Nie Xingliang's eyes lit up when he saw it. The car was completely black, with white and cold blue dots on the front and rear wings of the car. It was both domineering and eye-catching. It looked really handsome, and it must be even more handsome when it moves.

"Have you tried it?" Qin Jue smiled at him.

"No, Director Fang didn't give in!" Nie Xingliang said excitedly, "Hurry up!"

What a childish child.

Qin Jue laughed.

But it had been a long time since she had ridden a motorcycle, and she was very happy. She straddled it with her long legs and adjusted the handle and seat height quite skillfully.

"Handsome, monitor!"

Few men can resist this mechanical creation that combines the beauty of strength and speed. Qin Jue propped one leg on the ground, with a faint smile on his face. He simply tore off the Velcro on his gloves and put them on. This picture alone made the blood of everyone watching boil.

Yuan Xiao was still obsessed, but Fang Youwen was stronger than him. While he was holding the phone, Wu Ying was holding the camera. The two of them were like crabs, paddling back and forth in a half circle a few meters away, looking for a suitable shooting angle.

"Isn't this where you officially filmed?" Qin Jue threw the helmet to Nie Xingliang, indicating that he didn't need this, and asked Fang Youwen.

"No." Fang Youwen, who was still staring at his phone, said immediately, "The plot is on the rooftop, but the filming was in an outdoor studio."

"Okay." Qin Jue turned around and looked around the venue.

The area that Fang Youwen packed up was as big as a football field and a half. It was obviously not a filming set, but it was specially prepared for her to teach Nie Xingliang to ride a heavy motorcycle. There were also some slopes of different heights set up in it, so no matter how hard it was, it was no problem.

Liu Zhe is also here, and there is a petite girl standing next to him, not Yu Qing. Unlike Liu Zhe's faint excitement, she was a little nervous and scared.

Fang Youwen introduced that she was an actor playing a supporting role. In the plot, it was Nie Xingliang who snatched her away from Liu Zhe.

"Let me sum it up. Appear suddenly, grab people, fight a little, and then take people away. In short, you have to be handsome, right?" Qin Jue confirmed again.

"Yeah, yeah!" Everyone present nodded.

"I'll try the performance first." As soon as Qin Jue finished speaking, the engine of the heavy-duty locomotive immediately let out a huge roar. Everyone's heart was shaken. They saw a white mark on the ground, and then they raised their eyes to see only the remaining remains in their field of vision. The backs of Qin Jue and Moto.

"Fuck, so handsome!"

Liu Lin, the recording director who had no work to do, returned to his dazed look in an instant, staring at Qin Jue without blinking. It took him a while to react and grab the telescope in Yuan Xiao's hand.

"It's useless." Yuan Xiao was still looking in the direction of Qin Jue, and said as he handed it over, "I can't keep up at all!"

Qin Jue drove too fast and changed directions as he pleased without any warning. He even lost track of him several times while holding the telescope.

Liu Lin tried it without believing it, and finally had to admit that Yuan Xiao was right.

He put down the telescope and stretched his neck to look, and saw Qin Jue maintaining this speed and turning around the periphery and the inner field for several laps. The heavy motorcycle was fast and stable under her control. The body of the motorcycle sometimes tilted slightly due to steering, and then quickly returned to upright.

"...... Hey!!"

Wu Ying relied on the camera to zoom in and captured some details, and screamed.

"What's wrong?" Fang Youwen asked hurriedly.

"... Maybe I saw it wrong." Wu Ying hesitated, "Did you see anything flying out just now?"

"Ah?" Several people were stunned, but from a distance, Qin Jue was still riding steadily, as if nothing had happened.

Wu Ying described incoherently: "It seems that the squad leader threw something out-"

"Maybe I saw it wrong... Damn."

Fang Youwen and Yuan Xiao looked at each other.

They both thought of the weight plate that Qin Jue threw out before lifting the Steadicam with one hand during the third round of shooting of "Empty Monument".

"He has lifted the seal!!!"

Nie Xingliang's whole body was on fire, jumping around in place with his teeth and claws bared.

As if hearing his excited cry, a buzzing sound suddenly broke out in the distance, Qin Jue leaned down, bringing the heavy motorcycle with him like a ghost, and the man and the motorcycle rushed towards Fang Youwen and others like a black lightning, so fast that people had no time to react.

When it was less than ten meters away from the crowd, the heavy motorcycle suddenly tilted under Qin Jue's crotch, and the body of the motorcycle almost touched the ground.

"Squeak--"

The tires made an extremely sharp sound, only two seconds, no, even less than a second, Qin Jue and the motorcycle drew a semi-arc in front of the crowd like a ghost, and floated out sideways!

*Model reference: Tornado 302R, Blade 400

Brother Jue is so handsome, write a few more chapters