The next day, Matthew walked into the set in high spirits. Yesterday's long talk not only did not bring any negative effects, but also made him in great shape. He took multiple shots at one time.

Since it is beneficial to the body and mind of the whole night, Matthew and Jessica Chastain will certainly not come only once, and in the next few nights, they lived in the same room again.

After several consecutive nights of in-depth and sincere exchanges, Matthew also fully felt the spirit of model workers from Jessica Chastain.

As a typical model worker, Matthew deeply discovered three points from Jessica Chastain. First, he had a strong sense of career and responsibility. In addition to being a little conservative on the first night, he was proactive in the following days, and had a sense of responsibility that he would never give up if he did not satisfy Matthew.

Second, we are full of pioneering spirit, dare to study new game methods, and fully develop the functional characteristics of each part of our body.

Finally, she has the spirit of close cooperation. Whenever Matthew makes some demands tentatively, she can always give the greatest satisfaction.

Matthew made a comprehensive judgment that he deserved the title of model worker Jessica Chastain.

Even from Jessica Chastain, Matthew always felt the standard that could make him judge a Hollywood model worker.

A model worker must first have the spirit of studying. Only by doing one thing, loving one thing, experiencing one thing, carrying forward the spirit of tenacious struggle and pursuing pleasure can one excel and be "tempered" by him to become a model worker; secondly, a model worker must have a spirit of dedication, based on the role and continuously dedicate time, energy and body, not caring about personal gains and losses, not caring about gains and losses at the same time, and achieve model worker through dedication. The great physical dedication is the true core of a model worker.

There are really not many selfless model workers in Hollywood who are willing to contribute and willing to serve like Jessica Chastain.

Jessica Chastain's model worker spirit pleasantly aroused Matthew's body and mind, thus maintaining an excellent state during his shooting.

In the studio, the sound of turning the base's hatch door was then pushed open from outside. Matthew was wearing a space suit, staggering with obvious pain on his face, and came in through the crack of the open door.

When he entered the base, he turned around and closed the hatch door, with one hand always pressing on his abdomen, where there was a strip with a metallic luster.

"Pressure...stable!"

Hearing this, Matthew turned around and walked towards another door, looking a little weak.

The second door opened, and this was an area where humans could move normally. Matthew closed the door, skillfully took off his helmet, took off his oxygen bag, took off his head hood and gloves, then looked down at his left abdomen, with a metal round pole inserted on it, and a trace of blood oozed out.

"Damn!" Matthew said to himself, "This is awful. Someone stabbed me hard in the abdomen."

He hesitated to look at the metal round pole's eyes, and his hands were spinning back and forth around there, trying to grab it but not daring.

“Hu—Hu—Hu—Hu—”

Finally, Matthew took a few deep breaths one after another, and a little firmness flashed across his face. With lightning speed, he pulled out the metal round pole. Before the blood could flow out, he covered the wound with one hand.

Then, he came to the medical box, took out the scissors, cut off the clothes and took them off, revealing the bleeding wounds on his strong muscles and abdominal muscles.

Matthew took in pain and his face seemed to be pale. He quickly took gauze and pressed it on the wound. He then carried the medicine box to a medical bed and half lay on it.

"This is really deadly." Even though the pain was unbearable, Matthew muttered, "I will die here if I don't handle the wound."

Press the wound hard with gauze. The fake skin covering the abdomen not only looks real, but also feels real to the touch.

He picked up the syringe and injected anesthetics near the wound one after another, his hands and head trembled, "I can't die here! What if people from other galaxies explore Mars in the future, wouldn't they treat me as a Martian? No, I must not mislead them like this! I am an Earthling!"

He trembled and picked up the medical clips and pliers. He gritted his teeth and widened his eyes, and clamped the broken metal plate from the wound. It seemed that he would faint at any time, but he was still optimistic.

"I must die in the warm room of the earth in the future." Matthew was like a chatterbox, "not this hell Mars."

He threw away the metal piece, and looked at the wound with blood flowing out, knew that it had to be sewn, then picked up the stapler beside him, clamped the fake skin on the wound, and pressed it hard.

"Wow—"

Matthew screamed, and then complained, "Nasa buys all fools, and the book staples don't have anesthetic effect!"

He ordered several staples in succession. In order to relieve his emotions, Matthew pressed a button next to him, and the melodious music began to float.

He ordered the last staple, his lips trembled in pain, and his words kept saying, "Commander Lewis's bad musical aesthetic is even more terrifying than dealing with this wound!"

Ridley Scott sat behind the director's monitor and nodded slightly. It was ten years since the last time he worked together. Matthew Horner has not only gained fame, but also performed level.

After filming for so many days, he was very sure of one thing: Matthew Horner's acting skills are exactly matched by his great fame.

In his single-round acting skills, Matthew is definitely no worse than Leonardo DiCaprio, who has worked with him.

Hearing Matthew's last line, Ridley Scott shouted loudly, "Stop! This one is past!"

He looked at Matthew's bloody abdomen, knew that it would take time to remove makeup, and said, "Stay rest for forty minutes."

Matthew threw away the gauze in his hand, took a towel and wiped the blood from the props on his abdomen, got up and went to the dressing room. It took him twenty minutes to remove the fake skin attached to the abdomen, cleaned the fake blood stained, and replaced it with a new blue base shirt with Nasa mark, and returned to the set.

He found Ridley Scott and looked at the footage he had just taken.

Although the picture was not modified after the later technology, Matthew still said, "The scale is too large, and this bloody appearance will scare many children."

This is no joke, such a shot is definitely R-level.

Ridley Scott had already planned it and said, "This is a DVD copyrighted shot. When making the theater release version, I will re-edit this long shot to ensure the grading of PG-13."

Matthew nodded, "Let's go ahead."

Ridley Scott said again, "You are in good shape during this period, keep going."

In this scene just now, the male protagonist Mark Watney was very miserable, but Mark Watney in the book is much worse than the one Matthew wants to play.

Matthew has read the original work more than once. The hardships Mark Watney experienced in the book on the long journey home from Mars are far more than those presented in the script.

While Nasa was teaching Mark Watney to transform the Mars rover, Mark Watney accidentally used a drill to burn the Pioneer to break the Pioneer. As a result, he lost contact with the Jet Propulsion Laboratory and completely destroyed the communication method with the Earth. After being cryed by himself, he had no choice but to use a stone to spell out the Moss password and told Nasa that the Pioneer had been destroyed and that he would continue to implement the original escape plan.

So, before Mark Watney arrived at the "Modi" space shuttle leaving Mars, experts on Earth could only stare at him through satellite pictures to observe his every move: the village finally made a phone call and boarded the civilized train, but the naughty child broke the telephone pole by himself. Do you think it's hard?

In addition, Mars Storm abused Mark Watney twice in the book. The first time not only blew him and his teammates apart, but also poked the waist with an antenna. The second time was on the way to Mark Watney on the way across Mars to the shuttle boat. At that time, Nasa had already discovered the storm. The Pioneer had been scrapped and could not notify him, so she watched Mark Watney enter the storm area.

Because the sun was blocked by the storm, Mark Watney's Mars rover could not be charged by solar energy. The probability of him dying on the way to the shuttle boat suddenly increased. When Mark Watney tried his best to escape the storm, the author's big pen did not let him go. Mark Watney also experienced a rollover incident before completing the level and coming to the shuttle boat.

Compared with the original work, the role played by Ma Xiu is much easier. In order to avoid the inevitable boredom of the audience due to the one-man show, several screenwriters also added a lot of complaints and self-complaints to Mark Watney during the script writing process.

When Matthew put on his bulky space suit, the shooting began again.

At Ridley Scott's order, Matthew dragged the plastic cloth and carried several long iron rods out of the hole in the base. He first glued the plastic cloth to the edge of the hole, and then shook his head as he looked at the end of the potato inside the hole.

"Most of the guys who learn plants are hippies. They always think that they can return to a purely natural world system, and they are always thinking about how to feed the 7 billion people by pure collection."

Matthew couldn't help but complain, "Okay, this time I have to fill my stomach, but what can be collected on Mars for food? Let me think about it, red rocks? irregular sand? They are harder than my teeth!"

After sticking the plastic cloth, Matthew carried the iron rod and came outside. He looked up at the distance, and was covered in wasteland.

He shouted, "Does anyone believe it? I am the King of Mars!"

After saying that, he put down the iron rod, took off one of them, and tied a rope nail and the iron rod bolt that broke the base. He tried hard and made great efforts to smash the iron rod into the thick ground with a hammer.

Matthew shook it hard, and the iron chisel did not move at all. He couldn't help but raise a middle finger to Mars under his feet and said loudly, "[email protected]!"

In recent years, MPAA's review standards have been relaxed, and similar swear words and gestures have become increasingly common in pg-13-level movies.

At this moment, the male protagonist wanted to vent the depression of the potato being destroyed, so Matthew shouted loudly again, "Mars, aren't you very arrogant? You're still going to be fucked by the wall!"
Chapter completed!