The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 382 The time of arrival
"I never expected that he would be like this Anson!"

"Where's the vase we promised?"

"He looked like a slut who said, 'Sixty percent is a waste,' but then he turned out to be a top student who said, 'I haven't even studied yet'?"

"Jesus Christ, who does he think he is? Robert De Niro? Reshoot? What on earth was Steven thinking, and why did he agree?"

“I thought it was finally Thursday, but then I realized it was Tuesday.”

"Wait a minute, how many movies has he starred in?"

Rustling, eyes filled the air. Although no one spoke, the information revealed in the eyes and expressions could not be clearer.

Obviously, they were dissatisfied, especially when Anson, the most junior rookie on the crew, made such a request. Seniors such as Christopher and Natalie did not object, which made the atmosphere even more tense.

The undercurrent is raging.

If eyes were arrows, Anson was 100% sure that his back was now comparable to a porcupine; fortunately, Cyclops did not appear on the "Cat and Mouse Game" crew for the time being, but the pressure from his eyes still fell quietly. Come on, you can feel a burning sensation on the surface of your skin.

Even Steven gave Anson a meaningful look, a little gloating.

The look in his eyes clearly said, "Now it's as you wish, now it's up to you to see if you can conjure a flower, haha."

As a director, Steven knows very well what is happening on the crew, but he is not prepared to stop it, and at the same time, he is not prepared to change his mind -

During the kitchen scene in the morning, Steven was touched by Anson's performance, but he had no intention of changing his lens design and shooting process just for a performance.

Now, Steven still doesn't plan to change his shooting plan, but since both Anson and Natalie have said that they think they should start over, Steven can't help but think, maybe give Anson a chance?
Anyway, everything was in the planned schedule and it would not delay the shooting progress. It didn’t matter if I took one more shot, so Steven gave a rare nod.

So, can he also look forward to it?
Anson was very sure and certain. He saw "haha" in Steven's eyes, and the corner of his mouth hidden behind the white beard was clearly snickering, as if he was watching a good show.

Anson did not expect that one day he would be the culprit who delayed the end of get off work; but Anson did not think too much and immediately withdrew his attention, because he knew that the only way to avoid things falling into a worse situation was to go all out and work as quickly as possible Complete the next shot.

He needs to focus.

The more he calmed down, the more Anson became sure that his risk was correct. He seemed to have really touched the door of method acting——

He wanted to try it.

After adjusting his breathing for a moment, Anson calmed down. There was no hesitation, no hesitation, no distraction. He didn't even recall the lines of the scene. He was just immersed in an emotion, an emotion between trance and confusion, as if he had returned to his previous life. Wandering in distant memories.

After quieting down, the world began to become noisy, not because of the noise, but because of the sound of blood flow, heart transfer, and breathing adjustment surging above the eardrums. The tip of the tongue seemed to be able to clearly taste the bitterness and confusion, and was suddenly pulled away. Drag it into the lake——

The clear and cold deep blue lake swallowed him up little by little. He tried to call for help, he tried to look for it, but the focus of his eyes gradually faded away. The blurry figures on the shore became thinner and thinner, almost disappearing. A flash of blue light swallowed him, and no sound came out of his throat.

Fear?
No.

Maybe there is a little bit deep in my heart, but at this moment it is more of a sluggishness, and I even forget to struggle and let myself sink slowly.

Where is dad? Where is mom?
Who should he call for help?
Then--

A burst of muffled thunder exploded in his ears.

"Start shooting!"

The air, quiet down.

He, he was angry. Indeed, before entering this room, anger occupied his brain, erupting continuously like a volcano.

Recently, he noticed changes in the family. His mother has been having all kinds of "friends" coming to visit. Those uncles always choose the time when his father is not around when they come to visit. They will leave their coats on the sofa in the hall. When they come out of the room with their mother, they will look at him with a satisfied expression and even give him a gift. He felt sick.

But he has been evading, and has never dared to break through the window paper to peek into the truth.

Today, he finally couldn't help it.

He saw the suit jacket again on the sofa in the hall. He didn't even want to touch that jacket. He just thought the suit was disgustingly dirty, so when he saw the owner of the coat coming out of the room, he exploded. .

Out of control.

However, that "uncle" seemed different from the previous ones. He did not leave immediately, but asked him to calm down and took him into the room inside.

An ominous feeling gripped his heart, and he felt as if he was drowning——

The question is, can people drown on land?

Disorganized thoughts surged in his mind, and then he entered the room:

Mother. Father. That uncle. There was also a strange old woman.

Wait, what's going on? What's going on here?
escape.

Every cell in his body was screaming, but he seemed to have lost control of his body, and his anger was frozen into ice. He entered the room in a daze, sat down next to his mother, and looked at the busy and busy life in the room with panic and confusion. Confused, trying to clear his thoughts, but his mind went blank.

He just froze.

what to do? What to do? What to do? What to do?
The whole world fell silent.

In front of the monitor, Steven also froze. He didn't even realize that the muscles in his neck and shoulders were stiff in place. He stared blankly at the screen, as if he saw himself, when his father and mother were at the dining table. Tell the children about the moment they decided to divorce.

The same panic, the same confusion, the same timidity, the same confusion.

On the one hand, the changes have actually been felt for a long time, and the ominous premonition has always been there.

But on the other hand, I'm not sure how it happened.

So, is everything broken like this?

Through the lens, Steven saw those eyes, blue and clear eyes, with slightly red eyes. There were no tears, just a little redness. The pupils were trembling slightly, and the focus was blurred. It's so quiet, but you can hear the roar of the world falling apart.

Inadvertently, Steven's eyes collided with those eyes through the monitor screen.

hum.

Above the eardrums, there was a roar.

If there really is a God of Acting in the world, then He has arrived at this moment. The mixed emotions in one eye pour down overwhelmingly. It is more real and richer than any language, action or expression. Thousands of words can be hidden like this. In that deep blue——

turbulent. Dense. boiling. spread.

Just like the plum rain before the arrival of summer, it patters and patters endlessly, and the whole world is sucked into a humid and sultry heat.

There is nowhere to escape.

(End of this chapter)