The best director ever

Chapter 318 It's All Fake

That night, when Han Qiu and the others came back, they chose to forget about this incident and didn't mention it to anyone.This was originally a disgraceful thing, nothing to brag about.

Therefore, when Hu Ge and others met Han Qiu, they enthusiastically asked him how he was doing in Rabat today.

Han Qiu's face darkened, it's okay if he doesn't say anything, the more he talks about it, the more he will hurt.He simply waved his hand in a distracted manner and went straight back to his room.

Hu Ge rubbed his nose depressedly: "What's wrong with Director Han?"

Xiao Zhang joked: "It's nothing, I guess I didn't bring my wallet when I went out."

"Well, that's unlucky enough."

On the side, the three members of the film crew smiled wryly.They would rather Han Qiu go out without a wallet.

Two days later, the crew officially started filming.

The main plot here is that the protagonist asks the pretender to come out, and by the way, the pretender also introduces the pharmacist to the protagonist.

There is a special setting in Inception, that is, the time flow rate between each layer of dreams is different.

5 minutes in the real world will pass, and an hour will pass in the dream world, and the two are multiples of 12.

This setting can be used not only in Inception, but also in reality.When many people dream, they feel that a long period of time has passed in the dream, a week, a month or many years.But when I woke up, I realized that it was just a short night's dream.

Inception just visualized this vague ratio.

The role of the pharmacist is to take out the sedative, increase this ratio again, and consolidate the dream, so as to enter a deeper dream.

Usually, you get what you pay for.This is the same, sedatives can strengthen dreams, can speed up the time ratio, and can also cause harm
A huge basement in Rabat, October [-]th.It was temporarily remodeled here and became the studio of Inception.

At this moment, in the gloomy basement, a total of twelve beds were arranged in a haphazard manner.There is a person lying on each bed, including old people, uncles, young people, and women.

Although the age and gender are different, the same thing is that they all have an infusion tube wrapped around their wrists, which is similar to the infusion tube when they are given a needle.These infusion tubes extend out and end up intertwined.

Everyone in the crew is familiar with it, this thing is for dreaming, and it can also link people's consciousness into the same dream.

Currently filming, Xiao Lizi, pharmacist Dilip, Liu Dehua and Hu Ge are playing against each other.

Hu Ge looked surprised: "Are all twelve linked together?"

Xiao Lizi walked between the beds and looked at him: "How many dreams do they have every day?"

Dilip replied: "Three or four hours, in a dream, each person has forty hours a day."

Liu Dehua was puzzled, "Why did they do this?"

Xiao Lizi's face was a little heavy: "After you take the medicine for a period of time, you won't be able to dream without taking the medicine."

Hu Ge asked, "Do they come here to dream every day?"

"No! They came here to wake up!" An old man stood up and said, he is the person in charge of the basement. "The dream has become their reality!"

Speaking of this, the old man laughed at himself: "Who can say otherwise?"

Are dreams and reality really separated?

The old man's words made the atmosphere a little stagnant. Seeing this, Han Qiu shouted: "Cut! Let's take a rest first, and shoot later."

"Okay." Everyone replied in unison, and then each found a place to rest.

Xiao Zhang took this opportunity to run up to Han Qiu and asked, "Director Han, I think there is something in that old man's words. Uh no, there is a hidden meaning in this line."

"What's the implication?" Han Qiu looked at Xiao Zhang in surprise, he couldn't believe that this guy saw something.

"It's just dreams and reality." Xiao Zhang looked excited, as if he had discovered some big secret, "These people spend 40 hours a day in their dreams, which is longer than the real world. For them, which side It's a dream, which side is reality?"

Han Qiu's face darkened: "Speak human words."

"Uh" Xiao Zhang smiled bitterly, "Didn't the old man say that? These twelve people came here to wake up, not to dream. So, the dream has become their reality."

"So?" Han Qiu looked at Xiao Zhang as if looking at SB, "You analyzed such a result after a long time of analysis? Isn't it obvious."

"No, no, that's not what I mean." Xiao Zhang chuckled and said, "Director Han, let me guess. Did the whole story in your script happen in a dream? In fact, the so-called reality Is the world just a layer of dreams?"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Zhang looked at Han Qiu proudly, hoping to see a strange expression on Han Qiu's face.To his disappointment, Han Qiu only slightly raised his brows, and showed no other expression.

"Not bad, you think a lot, kid." Han Qiu was a little surprised. He didn't expect this guy to skip all the frames of the movie and completely negate the whole movie.

This is the same as The Matrix. It has been more than half a year since the end of the third part, and various analyzes about The Matrix have emerged on the Internet.

The worst way to say it is that Zion and this end-time covered by dark clouds are all fake, and they are just a bunch of data.All human beings, including the protagonist and others, have never woken up from the beginning to the end.

This is somewhat similar to Inception. The end of the world corresponds to the first layer of dreams, and the matrix world corresponds to the second layer of dreams.

Not to mention, this alternative negative statement has won the support of many people.

Now, Xiao Zhang attributes all the plots of Inception to dreams. How is it different from the Matrix?
Xiao Zhang clenched his fists, as if he was holding a winning ticket: "Director Han, did I guess right?"

Guess it right?
Han Qiu narrowed his eyes and didn't speak, just looked at Xiao Zhang with a strange smile on his face.

"Uh..." Xiao Zhang only felt his scalp go numb, and said with a dry smile, "Director Han, you make me feel a little weak from laughing, did I guess right or not?"

Han Qiu shook his head, "Your guess is too broad and has no basis at all. If according to what you say, all movie plots can be classified as a dream, then the existence of these stories is meaningless."

Xiao Zhang was speechless: "I mean Inception, why go so far, this movie is about dreams."

Han Qiu's words were like a shit stick, directly messing up his conclusions, but he couldn't come up with any particularly good reasons to refute.It seems that Director Han's words are really reasonable.My own conclusions are not only applicable to Inception, but also applicable to all movies.

If you want to blame this, you can only blame the boundary between reality and illusion for being too unclear.

"However." Xiao Zhang suddenly asked, "Director Han, you wrote the script, and you have the final say on whether it is a dream, so what do you think?"

"This is a secret for the time being." Han Qiu shrugged, "When the movie is released, you can think about it yourself."

Xiao Zhang: "."

Nima Xiao Zhang only felt that not only Inception was fake, but he also met a fake director.

"Okay, let's continue filming." Han Qiu said to Xiao Zhang, then picked up the loudspeaker and shouted: "It's time to start work, cheer me up."

For the next half month, the crew traveled to Rabat for filming.However, to Han Qiu's surprise, the filming went very smoothly.

It doesn't mean that the actors made fewer mistakes, but that the off-site work of the crew was perfect. It feels as if the residents of Rabat are very cooperative.

This surprised Han Qiu a little. Didn't it mean that the locals don't like foreigners?How do you see yourself like a mouse sees a cat?
Han Qiu simply didn't care, anyway, as long as he took pictures comfortably.

In addition, during filming, Han Qiu occasionally met with Chris.The two chatted like ordinary friends.Putting aside his political stance, Han Qiu felt that Chris was a pretty good guy.

It's just that Han Qiu feels that this guy hides too deeply, and he can't see through it at all, so he can only maintain the friendship of gentlemen.

Sometimes, Chris would ask Han Qiu when he was leaving.Han Qiu replied casually, "Let's go when the filming is over."

"When will the filming be finished?"

"That's probably a while away."

"Oh, that's it." Chris nodded calmly and asked, "Do you remember November [-]th?"

"I took the V with my own hands, so I must remember it, and it happened in England." Han Qiu paused, but didn't finish his sentence.

Chris sighed: "November [-]th, it's almost here again."

On November [-]rd, the crew finished filming all the scenes in Rabat, and prepared to rest for a day before moving to the next battlefield: France.I also bought a ticket on November [-]th and flew directly to Paris.

In the early morning of the [-]th, it was about to reach twelve o'clock, when Han Qiu and the others fell asleep peacefully.In a certain city in Morocco, a gunshot pierced the dark night sky.

(End of this chapter)