The low air pressure on the set made everyone afraid to come out, and no one wanted to get close to the center of the storm, but they were very curious about what was happening in the center of the storm, so they could only pretend to be busy on the surface, and occasionally look over there with their heads down.

Their two leading actors were honestly standing in front of the director at this time, looking like they were obediently admitting their mistakes, and they were carrying a large plastic bag in their hands. Finch kept the volume down, obviously he didn't want the people on the set to gossip, and he didn't want them to have the capital to break the news to the media, but even if they couldn't hear what their director was saying, they could tell from each other's expressions that Finch wasn't in a good mood at all.

When Theolod and Norton arrived on set, Finch was standing in the middle of the set, looking at his watch. His action made the two of them look at each other, and they were both a little glad that they could come over in twenty minutes, otherwise it would have been even more difficult to solve Finch's anger at that time.

"Where did you go last night?" Finch said as he crossed his arms and looked at the two panting men who ran into the set with their dots. His tone was no different from when he usually chatted, and his nonchalant look almost fooled the eyes of the two, but Theolod and Norton are not fools, and the actor's late arrival on the set is not big or small, and the key lies in the director.

Finch, on the other hand, is clearly very serious about his new film, and his work attitude can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, and if they see each other's relaxed expressions and think that he really doesn't take their tardiness seriously, it is really stupid.

So the two of them immediately rehearsed and typed the draft as if they had already rehearsed it, and you sincerely apologized to me every word-

"We're sorry, David, for keeping the crew waiting for us so long." Theolod said.

"We will use our actions to make up for the time we are late." Norton continued.

"It's our fault, we forgot our senses."

"We promise that this will never happen in the future."

"I know what it means to be late for an actor, and we blame ourselves for that."

"Very remorseful! We don't want you to misunderstand anything because of this. ”

"We definitely don't disrespect you or the crew or this movie, we like and even honor to be in "Fight Club" very much, and we will never quibble or deny it if we are late."

"The responsibility for delaying the shooting today is all on us!"

Theolod and Norton worked together so well that Finch couldn't find any chance to interject, and when Norton finished speaking, they both raised the plastic bag in their hands at the same time and handed it to Finch, who was almost speechless. Finch was now extremely suspicious that the two had rehearsed it on the way here, otherwise how could they have cooperated so well?

“…… You guys tell me honestly, how many times did you type the draft before that? Finch didn't take the plastic bag in their hands, but rubbed his frowning brows helplessly and even weakly.

"No, we promise not once!"

"These are just our heartfelt words! Prove that we know we are wrong and have the heart to correct it! ”

“stop!” Finch immediately raised his hand and made a stop gesture, looking at the two of them who closed their mouths at the same time, he found that the powerlessness in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.

There is also a certain advantage to having a good-looking face, and when these two harmless-looking guys look at people with sincere puppyeyes, absolutely no one dares to say anything too heavy to them. Of course, it is still good to stay with them for a long time, because at this time the immunity will also be strengthened a lot.

"What is this? Bought a gift for an apology? Do you think I'm the kind of person who can be bought off gifts? Finch glanced at the two black plastic bags, unable to discern what they contained.

"No, no, no, how could we possibly do anything to buy gifts and buy people, it's just the reason why we're late." Norton said, pulling open the sides of the bag with both hands, showing Finch the contents.

Finch frowned as he saw the contents of the bag, and he reached out suspiciously, took out a white lumpy object, looked at it, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and looked at the two people in front of him with some confusion. "Soap?" He said that he now knows that the contents of both bags are all soap, "and I don't understand why a few bars of soap can be a reason for you to be late." ”

"Hmm......" Theolod glanced at Norton, "because we did this last night." ”

Finch was slightly stunned, suddenly not knowing what to say, so he looked at the other person silently. Seeing that Finch looked at him without saying a word, Norton immediately nodded solemnly, as if to prove Theorod's correctness, and as if to convince Finch even more: "Yes, we bought a lot of materials yesterday afternoon, and we haven't completely used them up, as evidenced by the supermarket receipt." ”

The two looked at Finch silently, and Finch looked at them quietly, and this strange silence lasted for three or four seconds, and finally broke completely in Finch's outburst.

"The script says you're going to make soap, and you're really going to do it?! Jack killed Taylor in the end, are you going to practice it too?! Finch, who finally couldn't suppress his voice, roared angrily and smashed the two bags of soap directly to the ground, attracting sideways glances from the surrounding staff.

The people on the set saw the soap that was thrown on the ground by Fincher, and contacted his scolding just now, and immediately realized that the two bags of soap were all handmade by their two leading actors! They have seen actors who have learned musical instruments, martial arts, drawing, and another language in order to act, but ...... I went to study zuò soap ...... They have to admit that this is also a bit too bizarre.

Suddenly, these people who pretended to be working couldn't help but turn their heads to each other.

"Shut the fuck up!" The small voices drew Finch's shouting, "Are you all okay?" Today's event, if I see a word in tomorrow's newspaper, don't blame me for finding someone who can keep your mouth shut in your place. ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately shut their mouths, turned around hurriedly, and ran out of Finch's sight, for fear of being angered.

Finch then turned his attention to Theorod and Norton: "Make soap, huh?" Do you think I don't have any basic logical thinking skills? You want to say that you're late today because you've been making soap all night? I can't imagine how much fun the process of making zuò soap could have been so much fun that both of my lead actors forgot that they had to film the next day, or even set an alarm clock. Or do you really think my nose is an ornament and can't smell that bad hangover guy on you?! Theo, do you need me to remind you, aren't you yet twenty-one? And Edward, how old do you think you are, fooling around with Theo? ”

…… Oops, fooling failed.

Norton and Theolod exchanged a look.

And their glance at each other happened to be caught by Finch, he endured it for a long time to hold back his outburst*, and finally could only hold back a sentence: "You still say that there is no collusion?!" ”

"Nope!" The two said in unison.

“…… Okay, that's enough, let's go change your clothes. Finch waved his hand helplessly, "Don't let me delay the shooting any longer, get out." ”

Theolod and Norton had expected to withstand a wave of Finch's outburst, but they didn't expect the other party to let them go so quickly, and this time they reacted quickly, almost as soon as he finished speaking, they quickly turned around and ran to their trailer.

Finch looked at the backs of the two of them, then at the soaps with the word "fightclub" slanted on the floor, and laughed, bent down to pick up the pair of soaps, and put them in the bag.

An employee passing by saw his director bending over to pick up soap, and couldn't help but slow down and take a few strange looks.

"See what?" Finch glared at him, and the other man immediately waved his hand and walked away quickly.

When Theolod and Norton rushed to the trailer, there was no one in the trailer, and although he was a little surprised by Nattel's disappearance, Theorod didn't pay much attention to it. He sniffed his neckline and frowned again, the smell of wine and soapy grease was terrible.

"I need a shower...... "Theolod said, and in the blink of an eye, Norton didn't say a word, and got into the cramped shower on the trailer to strike first.

"Excuse me, what did you just say?" His voice came from behind the cubicle.

“…… It's nothing. ”

The shower on the trailer had limited water, the space was small, and the time was tight, so Norton simply rinsed and stepped out and hurriedly changed into his costume. Norton happened to go out when Theolod was washed, and before going out, he watched Theorod come out with a bath towel, frowned, and hesitated for a moment.

"I'm ...... now It seems like something happened last night...... A bit of a vague impression. He stroked his messy hair, "How do I remember...... Seems to have a syringe? ”

Theorod was slightly stunned, then immediately reacted, he raised his hands and said, "I promise that I am completely away from these things now, and it is absolutely impossible to carry the syringe on my body." ”

"What? No, I didn't mean that, I believe you, Theo. I just remember...... I also seemed to buy a few syringes yesterday, and at that time I just thought it might be more convenient to take some of everything, and then ......" Norton quickly clarified, recalling those intermittent fragments, and he thought he should apologize to Theorod, "I'm sorry, I was drunk and unconscious, so I said that I was curious about what it was like to feel high, really, it was too rude to pay attention to your feelings, I'm sorry." ”

What does it feel like to be high? Theolod frowned, and at Norton's mention, a few more vague fragments finally came to his mind. He couldn't remember why he picked up the bottle when he was sober - after all, he thought he had always been very disciplined - but he seemed to remember...... Seem...... Did Norton really ask that......

At that time, he was obviously drunk, his cheeks were unusually flushed, his reddish eyes were a little blurry, and unusually shiny, and when he asked this sentence, the whole person was like a curious baby, with a thirst for knowledge written on his face. And Theorod was so drunk that he couldn't even straighten his tongue, perhaps because of alcohol, or because of such a Norton, and he said to her, "Okay, let me sue you." ”

Then he picked up the syringe on the side and flicked the needle as if he didn't grasp it well (or the syringe itself was of poor quality), and the needle broke all at once, and he pulled it out casually, and pulled out the whole head, leaving only the needle and the piston. Theorod, who was so drunk that he couldn't even tell the difference between east and west, of course didn't care about this, so he stuck the needle directly into Norton's arm.

Pushed, huh? It doesn't seem right, it should be pulling......

It ended up being a farce, and now he remembers the two of them shouting "I'm high" like mentally retarded people!! ".

Theorod immediately told Norton that he didn't care, but Norton apologized again and again, and finally asked the child who was surrounded by guilt to leave on the grounds that he would go crazy if he didn't leave Finch. And he quickly changed his clothes, picked his wet hair indiscriminately, and glanced at the time.

Hell, being an hour late is a new record for his tardiness in two lifetimes!

Theorod hurriedly pushed open the door and was about to rush out of the car when he ran into Nattel.

He stood at the door of the trailer with a blank face, blocking Theorod's way.

"Nat? I'm sorry, I haven't called you all night after I disappeared, I hope you didn't tell Maggie or Marshall about it......" Theolod said, taking a step down the steps, and seeing that the other party was still standing still, he reluctantly continued, "Okay, I know you must be angry right now, but now I have to work, what's the matter, let's talk about it after filming, okay?" ”

Natel didn't say anything, and he didn't even look into his face. He stared straight at a certain part of Theorod's body, and in the direction of his gaze, Theorod noticed that he was looking at the purple mark on his neck, so he almost subconsciously raised his hand to cover his neck.

"Uh, this, it's a little complicated, but ......"

Before he could finish his words, Natel suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Theorod's arm covering his neck, and dragged Theorod back onto the trailer, who had just walked down the next staircase, and at the same time slammed the door of the trailer with his other hand, and in a "bang", Theorod was pushed against the trailer wall by Nattel.

Theolod was completely stunned, even though he had experienced many storms and waves in his previous life, and now he still stared at Natl in disbelief, staring blankly at Nattel who was pressing him against the wall.

"That's what you call impossible, huh?" The extremely restrained anger made Nattel's face extremely bad, and he roared almost with a hideous expression, as if he was enduring something, "This is what you call impossible! ”

…… Yes? What do you mean?

Theolod looked at Natel with a look of anger in surprise and confusion, he really couldn't figure out what Natel was talking about. He is now beginning to wonder if he should spend more time with these young people, otherwise, he will have a generation gap even when the other party is angry.