The president is driving

27 falls

The first scene in the morning was the last scene in the crew.Everyone's faces are filled with joy. In the short period of more than a month, the two protagonists have given you too many surprises. The shooting task is no longer tiring and arduous. This kind of journey has become more colorful, because You never know what kind of excitement they will bring you in the next second.

Everyone flocked to the last shooting location - the abandoned factory.The facilities here are indeed the remains of a well-known company that was forced to close down two months ago.It also had a bad smell inside.

The director meant that there was no need to sort it out. This scene just fits the setting in the movie.Arrange the required props and arrange the seats.Everyone is looking forward to the performance of the two.

This was a scene where Fu Qing suddenly turned into Mu Yu in the daytime, went berserk, and started to attack indiscriminately.The two were originally wanted by Conquer, but when this happened on the way to escape, Yuan Hao was decisively regarded as Mu Yu's first rampant attack target.

The two of them put on their makeup, confirmed their positions, and started the first scene of the day.

"action—"

Mu Yu chased after him, while Yuan Haojun fled nimbly in front.

Because it involves high-altitude jumping and crossing between buildings, both of them stopped to put on the wire, and checked the lines by the way before continuing.

Both of them vividly expressed the character and ferocity of the characters. They didn't know whether it was a real fear of heights or acting skills. They even jumped from a five-meter-high platform in a small space, jumping out of a building hundreds of meters high.

Mu Yu's madness, Yuan Haojun's fear and ruthlessness.

They didn't know how long they had been chasing each other, and Mu Yu finally pushed Yuan Haojun into a desperate situation.

The two confronted each other, and Yuan Hao asked tentatively, "Mu Yu? Fu Qing?"

"I'm Yuan Haojun, do you remember?"

Mu Yu ignored what he said, his eyes were burning red, and every step he took left a deep footprint on the hard ground, as well as the hot steam that only occurs during high-temperature combustion.

Yuan Haojun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he shouted loudly: "Mu Yu!"

Indifference does not help.

Mu Yu was still walking step by step.

Yuan Haojun took out his pocket knife to defend.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, Mu Yu teleported in front of him, stretched out his foot and kicked him hard in the chest.

"Card--"

"Where's the double?" "Hurry up! Where's Mr. Zhuo's double?" the director shouted.

After a few calls, there was still no answer.The director leaves the switchboard and walks around.

Still can't find anyone...

"Not yet?" the director asked.

The manager in charge whispered to him, "That stand-in is gone."

"Fuck, bastard, you can ask again, and you can see if there is anyone else who can be a stand-in." The director said cursingly.

It was just agreed a few days ago, this is the last moment to disappear, what the hell.

Fang Zhuo frowned, knowing the situation, "Director Wang, there is no need to find a substitute, I can do it."

As soon as these words came out, the set was silent, and no one dared to speak.No matter how valuable he is, and he has to take risks himself, no one can afford what happens at this juncture.

"Let's get started." Fang Zhuo straightened his clothes, "Everyone is still waiting to go home."

The director's face was blue and white, and his mouth was trembling for a long time, then he picked up the loudspeaker and said loudly: "All departments are ready! All departments are ready! This is the last scene. Be sure to pass one! Pass one!"

"Attention! Attention!"

"The first time in the one-hundred-sixth game, three, two, one, ACTION—" the slate was snapped, followed by a clear voice.

Everyone on the set will probably remember this scene for the rest of their lives.

The high-spirited man neatly arranged his clothes, and when the sound of the slate sounded, the expression on his face immediately changed, and the temperament around him changed completely different from that of the deity.

He is the Yuan Haojun in the script, the treacherous and cunning Yuan Haojun who is greedy for life and afraid of death, with a scared expression on his face, hunched over and holding a short folding knife in his hand.

He didn't dare to go forward, and he didn't dare to take a step back.

Because behind him will be a falling space up to hundreds of meters.

No one dared to take the risk.

Mu Yu walked towards him step by step.

There is a stark contrast between the cold him and the panicked him.

Mu Yu teleported and kicked him in the chest, time was frozen at that moment.

No one knows what will happen next, and no one wants it to happen.

However, fate always likes people who break expectations and live happily.

After being kicked by Fang Ning, he fell back without hesitation. The panic on his face was unmistakable, and the movements and coordination of all aspects of his body were also very natural.He can accurately grasp all the arranged camera positions, allowing him to capture the best camera direction.

He thought of everything, not forgetting to dutifully express the feeling of the character falling when his feet leave the high-altitude platform.

However, after his feet were off the ground, when he completely trusted the wire hanging high in the sky, something unexpected happened!

Halfway through the fall, an accident happened to the Wia hanging high in the sky!

Fang Zhuo did not have the buffer of Wirea, and immediately fell rapidly. When everyone was unprepared, there was a huge impact with the ground! !

The sound of hitting the ground, the shock of hitting the soul.

Fang Zhuo was a kite with a broken string, perfectly missed the thick cushion underneath, and shot a huge blood spray on the ground without any defense.

The blood red color stimulated everyone.

Fang Ning was stunned for a moment, goosebumps all over his body were constantly brushing his sense of existence, and tears flowed out instantly.He opened his mouth slightly, and there was a slight whimper in his throat.

Ah, suddenly unable to speak, Fang Ning couldn't stop trembling all over, he kept talking, why, he couldn't make a sound, speak quickly, hurry up, hurry up...

Fang Ning pinched his own neck and knelt on the ground in pain, with tears streaming from his eyes.

The distance was so far, the two of them were separated by a height of ten meters, the ground became more and more bloody, and his eyes turned red.

Suddenly, he frantically jumped into the sky!

Seeing Fang Ning's madness, the originally sluggish staff immediately woke up, but they didn't have time to control the wire to make Fang Ning's landing safer.

He fell heavily on the mat, he got up anxiously, and when he fell, he even tilted his foot, he ignored it, endured the pain and walked in front of Fang Zhuo, but his face was already full of tears.He couldn't move his whole body, and he could only watch helplessly as the emergency personnel at the scene quickly arrived to give him a hemostatic injection, delaying the passage of his life.

Fang Zhuo's face was pale, ah, it was also stained with red blood, and there was a pungent smell of blood in the air.The gauze wrapped over and over again was instantly stained red by the continuous flow of blood.

Tears gradually blurred his vision. He stood there, soaked in sweat. He was trembling, but he couldn't lift a finger.

He couldn't speak, no sound came out of his throat.

The 120 ambulance arrived very slowly, and the emergency personnel considered needing a blood transfusion on the spot. Fang Ning's blood type matched him, so he transfused him.

Fang Zhuo was carried into the ambulance, accompanied by Fang Ning.

The face he was so familiar with showed in a way he was not familiar with.

He couldn't think anymore, he got out of the ambulance stiffly, and watched him being sent to the emergency room, where the orange lights were on.

He was blocked from the door, leaning against the door motionless, and finally knelt down on the ground with a bang, covering his face with his hands, crying intermittently, tears dripping from his fingers continuously.

He had a total emotional breakdown.

Two times before and after, he couldn't imagine what would happen to him in the future if he lost Fang Zhuo again.Loved ones have accidents one after another...

It wasn't until the crew came one by one, filling up the waiting area, that Fang Ning's mood finally turned around, and he stood up reluctantly, but despite this, he still stood in the one closest to the emergency room.

After waiting, it was midnight, and the field staff didn't dare to speak, and they carefully put the food beside him when they bought it.

After hearing the news, many artists who had acquainted with each other also came one after another. Dong Wenlun, Wu Yao, etc., persuaded Fang Ning to sleep, and they took turns watching.

This stay lasted for 72 hours, with nurses coming in and out several times.But they all shook their heads and said that it was not over yet, and the attending doctor was still fighting all night.

On the way, there were countless people coming and going in the waiting area, leaving and coming back, only Fang Ning kept watch day and night, and never left that place except to go to the toilet, no one knew what he was thinking , but everyone unanimously remained silent, because no one was qualified to comfort him.

No one can understand his pain. All they can do is to accompany him silently, bring him food, and have someone watch over him when he goes to the toilet.

During these 72 hours, Fang Ning slowly regained consciousness from a blank mind. All that remained in his mind was him lying in a pool of blood, bright red, causing him unstoppable pain.

But he couldn't speak, he could only find a deserted corner and roar like a beast when he went to the toilet to vent.

By the 48th hour, his mind was flooded with memories of their childhood.

The wandering days when they ran out of the orphanage.

Not enough to eat, not warm enough to wear, every time Fang Zhuo got something good, he would give it to him as soon as possible.I remember once he got a white and fat steamed bun, carefully took it out from his clothes, and stuffed it to him non-stop, for fear of being stolen by others.

He said indifferently that he had eaten, and kept swallowing behind his back. He hadn't eaten for a day.And Fang Ning was already dizzy with hunger at that time, so he didn't pay attention to these things, and swallowed them in three or two bites.

There was no place to sleep at night, so they huddled on some park benches. Every time he lay on the chair, Fang Zhuo lay on the ground, because the distance between each bench was very far, and he was afraid that he would not be able to find it when he woke up. Fang Zhuo accompanied him in this way.

There will be local snakes to drive people away, and there will be no shortage of punches and kicks, but he has never suffered a little bit, because there is a fool who will always cut off his back for him.

Every time there are always big bruises and bloodstains on my body.Every time I see that sunny boy with a smile on his face, a smear of blood means this little thing, big brother covers you.He couldn't stop crying.

How can he not know the pain, but he has been covered foolishly all the way until today.

Finally, the first smile that had been expressionless for dozens of hours appeared on his face.

It's a wry smile, or self-blame.

The orange light flickered on and off, and suddenly, it went dark.

The people in the emergency room were opened, and the doctor who took off his mask was wearing a white coat splattered with blood, and with a tired look, he shook his head helplessly in front of a group of people surrounding him.

The author has something to say: Xiao Gong is not dead, rest assured, well, the next chapter will be fine.