UK time, October 13th. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the afternoon, Han Qiu got up from the bed leisurely, and the time happened to be two o'clock in the afternoon.

In the past few days, working at night for a week and sleeping during the day has completely disrupted Han Qiu's biological clock, and he is also used to getting up at this time every day. Fortunately, the movie was finally finished in the early hours of this morning.

After getting up, after eating a little of the love "early" that Zhou Yuxin bought, Han Qiu turned out the footage taken last night and enjoyed it again.

Watching Chris and Paul's performances, Han Qiu couldn't be more satisfied. Originally, in his imagination, this last shot of gazing at the sky would take NG a few times, but he didn't expect it to pass once.

Although there are a little flaws, Han Qiu has no plans to remake them. He thought that as long as he gave Chris and Paul a few more shots, he could perfectly cover up the mistakes of the other group actors.

"Tonight's finale banquet, you can call the two of them over. Han Qiu muttered to himself.

Soon after, Han Qiu called Chris and Paul respectively through the contact information they left when recruiting group performers.

The calls all went through, but one refused, and one agreed.

It was Paul who refused, and it was Chris, who agreed.

When Han Qiu sent an invitation to Paul, the relieved man just said lightly: "Director, thank you for giving me the opportunity to participate in this show, allowing me to be my true self again." ”

"I'm sorry for your invitation. I have one suggestion for you, though...."

"Get out of London as soon as possible, out of England. ”

After saying something inexplicable, Paul hung up the phone. When Han Qiu called again, there was a prompt sound that it was an empty number.

The second monk Han Qiuzhang was confused and left the UK early?

What the heck?

After that, Han Qiu called Chris. With Paul's precedent, Han Qiu was about to be rejected, but Chris agreed.

"Invite me to the finale tonight?"

"Oh, that's so lucky. ”

"Director, I will definitely be on time. ”

"May God bless you, the V-Word Vendenda will be a great success. ”

........

In the evening, Han Qiu saw Chris's figure at the banquet, he still had a cross around his neck, and his smile was still warm and warm, as if the remorseful eyes had never appeared last night.

Even, he took the initiative to come forward and greet Han Qiu with a smile.

"Hi, Director. ”

Han Qiu smiled back, "Chris, your performance last night was really amazing!"

Chris smiled and said nothing, and he suddenly asked, "Can I ask a question? ”

"What?" you say. ”

"Why did you come up with the idea to make this film? Are you an anarchist?"

When Han Qiu heard the first sentence, his expression was still normal, but after hearing the second sentence, his face immediately became strange.

"I'm not an anarchist, and the purpose of making this film is purely to express some ideas. For example, democracy, freedom?

Fair?"

Chris nodded quietly, his face unfazed, unable to tell what he was thinking.

He thought for a moment and said: "But don't you think that with the existence of a government and a ruler, the people will not be free after all?

Looking at Chris's serious look, as if he was delving into some academic issue, Han Qiu's expression couldn't help but become serious. He shrugged his shoulders and sighed, "What shall I say? I think that this question has been proven clear by thousands of years of history, and that what should be eliminated has been eliminated, and now what remains of this era is the final crystallization." ”

Han Qiu said indifferently: "Perhaps, at some point in the future, what you said may come true." But now, without a doubt, these are the best times. ”

Hearing this, Chris was slightly stunned, "Elimination? The inevitability of history?" but I remember a sentence, the mind does not bleed, it does not feel pain, it does not die. ”

Han Qiu nodded: "This is the line in the script." ”

Chris laughed: "History can't eliminate ideas. So, I will defend it until the day it is realized, or until the day I die!"

"Goodbye, director, I'm looking forward to the day when the film comes out. After speaking, Chris didn't wait for Han Qiu's next words, and left the banquet in a dashing manner.

He was only one person, and his back was also lonely, but Han Qiu always felt that the path taken by this Catholic was not lonely.

"Lonely paranoia, anarchism? Han Qiu shook his head and smiled, turning back to continue the intoxicating banquet.

.........

On the 17th, after a few days in the UK, the crew set off for the United States.

Originally, Han Qiu wanted to give himself a few more days off and have a good time in the UK. But Zhou Yuxin refused, she has an inexplicable fear of this country, and I don't know if she is frightened by the terrorist attack that occurs almost every year.

When Han Qiu heard Zhou Yuxin's refusal, he suddenly remembered Paul's words in his mind, and inexplicably, he also retreated. After a few entanglements, the current situation emerged.

After returning to the United States, Han Qiu began to work on post-production. Compared to the Dark Knight, the V-word vendetta has much fewer special effects, and the biggest scene is the earth-shattering explosion at the end of the movie.

This is also what Han Qiu cares about the most.

So, it was this last shot that he started working on.

It wasn't until November 3rd that Han Qiu did the shot he wanted. At the same time, he also told Warner's post-production staff about his request these days.

As soon as these employees saw Han Qiu's explanation of the aftermath, they knew that the director was about to slip away. In fact, Han Qiu did plan to return to China to take a look.

In his plan, the filming schedule was scheduled to the end of November, but what he didn't expect was that the film was unexpectedly smooth and directly advanced by more than a month.

It seems that the movie will be released at the end of this year, and there is great hope.

After resting, Han Qiu also went to see Wen Ziren. At the moment, the post-production of Saw is almost finished.

According to Wen Ziren, he plans to release it in early December.

Of course, Han Qiu didn't have any opinion on this. At this time, it is also time for the Yankees to enjoy this alternative bloody feast.

........

Two days later, on November 5, Han Qiu and Zhou Yuxin boarded a plane to the magic capital.

On the plane, Han Qiu looked at the clouds outside the window, and suddenly asked, "Yuxin, do you know what day it is?"

"Today, November 5th?" Zhou Yuxin said blankly.

Han Qiu said meaningfully: "Yes, this is a special day. ”

Zhou Yuxin looked at Han Qiu's unfathomable appearance, and filtered all the mainstream festivals in China and Europe and the United States in her heart, but she helplessly found that there was no special meaning attached to it today.

"I don't know. ”

Han Qiu smiled: "Let me prompt, V-word vendetta." ”

"Huh?" Zhou Yuxin wondered, "V? Isn't this the day V blew up the parliament building?"

Zhou Yuxin had read the script, and now that she was reminded by Han Qiu, she immediately remembered.

Han Qiu nodded: "That's right, this day, V has been thinking about it for a long time." ”

However, what Han Qiu didn't know was that this day was also remembered by another person for a long time.

.......

London, United Kingdom!

On the rooftop of a building, Chris wears a black trench coat and a black top hat, like a magician performing on stage.

However, his stage is not limited to an area of only a few tens of square meters.

This rooftop, this building, and even the city, are his stage.

The higher you stand, the farther you can see, and at the same time, the stronger the wind.

The wind was blowing, and the hem of Chris's clothes swayed slightly. He stood on the edge of the rooftop, staring down the street below.

There is a signage with the shape of the front of the car drawn on it.

This represents the subway in the city.

His feet touched the concrete floor unhurriedly, as if calculating the time. After a moment, he raised his hand, glanced at his watch, and a feverish smile suddenly bloomed on his face.

"Han Qiu, you said that thought will never die, even history cannot erase its existence!"

"The fireworks didn't show you that night, and today, it's time. ”

"V used to say to people, remember this day, remember November 5th. Now, I also want to say to everyone, remember this day, remember November 5th!"

Next Second......

Rumble!

Accompanied by a loud sound, a grand "fireworks", in the underground station of the city of London ...

It's blooming!