Chapter 834 Don’t guess what a woman is thinking (please vote for me)
Author: Qinggu
Chapter 834 Don’t guess what a woman is thinking (please vote for me)
After a few days, the crew finally reached completion.
Record board:
"Aversia Hatcher, Scene 109, Act 1, Action!"
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Rockwell stayed up all night.
In the early morning, Rockwell stroked his shotgun, stroked his mother's hair, and finally left home.
Afusia squatted quietly in front of her son Lucas's window, looking at Lucas quietly, her eyes full of reluctance and a little daze - although it was she who proposed to go to Idaho.
Yes, but she was really at a loss in her heart at the moment...
The sun was shining brightly, so Afsia packed her bags and put them in Rockwell's car. The two of them looked at each other slightly, silently.
The camera passed by the path in front of Afusia's house, and the car drove away from the back of three billboards.
The film begins with these three billboards and ends with these three billboards.
Halfway through, guilt appeared on Afusia's strong face, and she confessed:
"Rockwell?"
"Um?"
"I have to tell you something."
"I set fire to the police station."
The camera showed Rockwell's profile, half of which had been burned by fire, leaving a large scar. His expression and tone were calm:
"So? Who else could it be but you?"
Hearing Rockwell's words, an embarrassed yet relieved smile appeared on Afsia's tired and weathered face.
The victim already knew it and didn't care, so why should she feel too guilty? This is Afusia...
In the end, the two talked about the main topic of this murder hunt:
"Rockwell?"
"What's wrong?"
Afsia: "Are you sure you want to do this?"
Rockwell: "Kill this guy?"
Rockwell: "Not sure, what about you?"
Afsia: "Me too."
She paused and said:
"I guess we can figure it out as we go."
The camera panned from Afusia's side to the bottom, the conversation between the two ended, and the camera fell on their complicated faces.
The shooting is over.
"Click!"
"I've been here, Xia Yu, come over and see for yourself whether you are satisfied with the final results of the shooting!"
Xia Yu closed his eyes and calmed down for a few seconds before slowly withdrawing from the character's emotions. Zhuang Ling said that there was basically no problem.
But Xia Yu still has to go and see it responsibly.
So I opened my eyes, patted Raymond who was still in emotion, and gave him a thumbs up:
"It should be fine, but it's better for you to wait in the car and adjust your mood."
"OK, I'll wait for the boss' instructions." Raymond nodded, twitching the corners of his mouth, and said forcefully.
He is also very tired. In the last dozens of scenes, he has a larger proportion of subdivisions. In other words, in the entire play, except for Aversia, his role is even greater than that of Detective Hardison played by Sam Boyd.
It needs to be longer, with dozens more scenes.
In terms of role level, the two of them are considered equal, but Sam Boyd has a higher status.
About ten minutes later, Xia Yu announced:
“‘Aversia Hatcher’ is finished!”
The atmosphere on the set, which was already gloomy, was now emo to the extreme.
For Xia Yu, this is the completion of a drama.
But for most of the actors involved in "Aversia Hatcher," their dreams are about to wake up.
I don’t know who cried first. Emotions are most difficult to control and most easily contagious at this time of separation.
One cried, then two, then three... A bunch of them were disappointed, which made Xia Yu a little dumbfounded and filled with emotion!
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Unconcealable emotions surged in her chest. After a while, she twitched the corners of her lips and said softly:
"...This is the first play I directed. I believe it will not be the last. Maybe there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future?
It's a pleasure to cooperate with you all,
I hope that after everyone returns home, they will think of this filming trip again and won’t secretly scold me?”
Due to schedule arrangements, Xia Yu was unable to attend the closing banquet.
She couldn't bear to see these people crying, so she said:
"I think everyone should know that my schedule is set. My flight will take place at 3pm and I will leave for Washington International Airport at 12pm. Isn't it surprising that there isn't even a farewell ceremony?"
"Why don't you all give me a hug? Does anyone need a photo? Are you saying that my current appearance of dignity is inappropriate? Oh, are you worried that if my appearance is spread, others will not recognize me? Or that it will leave a bad message.
?I don’t care..."
"Aversia Hatcher" also needs some occasional publicity preparations, and it won't be until next year that there will be more stunts.
I've worked so hard, and the money I earned is not too much, right? She doesn't care about money, but she doesn't say she thinks it's too much, right?
Someone asked, why did she change her attitude so quickly? Don't ask, it's just a woman's thoughts. Don't guess! You can't guess!
As for her current appearance, it is indeed too vicissitudes of life.
She looks like a shrew who is troubled by life, work, and full of despair——
Strong, forceful, sharp, mean... these words can all be applied.
But she really doesn't care about this.
In the European and American film and television circles, the music industry is not like the domestic one at all. What everyone likes about an actor or a singer is your confidence and your excellence. What they like is your normal and true appearance, not your high profile.
Refined picture after P.
After shaking hands, hugging, taking photos, and signing autographs with the actors, even though they were reluctant to leave, it was finally time to say goodbye.
Sophia: "It has only been a year since I have been in contact with you, but your image in my mind has changed 360 degrees... I don't know what other excellent and professional actors are like, but here I am
, your image is great and shocking. It is a heavy statue that stands in my heart that no one else can shake. She will always accompany me in another form."
"Farewell this time, see you next time. Should it be the end of the film editing? Or the next film festival? No matter what, please don't forget this friend - this is my first script, and probably my last. I'm really happy.
Get to know you!"
Xia Yu: "Me too! If I have the chance, I hope to go to the town where you live for vacation. I mean, I hope you won't refuse..."
"Oh, I think I will be very happy, and from now on, I will be waiting for your arrival!"
Hug Sofia, face to face, Sofia gently left a lipstick mark on her forehead full of blessings and rejuvenation.
Xia Yu finally waved goodbye to everyone.
She had already packed her luggage, and left all the rest of the crew's affairs to Zhuang Ling and Meng Dong.
"This time, I can't go back with you. You have to take good care of yourself!"
Meng Dong was reluctant to leave. This was probably one of the very few people who, according to Xia Yu's itinerary, did not participate in the return trip.
Xia Yu rubbed her head, "Girl, when you grow up, you can't always be my assistant. You have the ability to take charge of your own business. There are more meaningful things, work, and ideals waiting for you to complete and realize.
, looking for.”
"The crew, the bankrupt sisters, senior sisters, and the crew of "Westworld" are all left to you."
