Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the crew has been in El Paso for more than three months, and the movie "Connie Town" has finally reached the end of filming. www.biquge.info I don't know if it's because I had a good chat with Sophia, but in the next month, the filming process was very smooth, and it was rare for an NG to happen multiple times. The directors and Coen brothers are both happy and curious about his state and don't know what happened in between.

During the filming, Chris finally stopped being cold all day long, and returned to the previous stage of harmony with his colleagues and staff. Although he has maintained the character's mental state, it is finally not so unapproachable.

Night, outside the city of El Paso. The staff formed a large circle around the wilderness with a separation zone. All the crew members were on standby, the cameras, the line tracks, the lights, the sound, the props, etc., were all ready, and Chris Vaughn and Jack Nicholson stood in the center of the venue and muttered quietly. Because Jack was making a cameo appearance, he was in a hurry to shoot another movie during the period, so he arrived at El Paso this morning. There's an important rivalry with Chris tonight.

Chris always has a sense of awe for Jack, after all, he has created so many classic images in the movie, and he has always worried that the two will be in a situation of pressure during the performance. His acting form is always good and bad, which makes him a little unable to do anything about Jack.

"What, nervous?" Jack Nicholson, glancing at him, asked with a big grin.

"It's a little bit," Chris didn't feel embarrassed, and graciously admitted, "I'm a little worried about my state." ”

"What's there to worry about," Jack Nicholson pouted, "I've seen your footage, you asked me when you understood the script, and I know you're very talented at acting!" He walked up to Chris and patted him on the shoulder in encouragement.

"Thank you!" Chris was a little moved in his heart, "I hope it can be played." ”

"Don't write so much, you can act how you want when the time comes, as an actor, you must first have confidence in yourself in order to go further!" Jack Nicholson looked at him and said solemnly, "I've always been very optimistic about you, remember to be confident!" ”

"Thank you, Jack, really!" Chris sincerely thanked.

Jack Nicholson waved his hand and said nothing.

"Jack, Chris, are you ready? Hurry up and get in place and start shooting! The executive director stepped forward and announced.

Chris and Jack Nicholson nodded and walked to their respective positions.

"Good! Be quiet! Scene 125, First Shooting, Begin! ”

At the sound of an order, Chris recalled the subtle changes in Cabet's heart in the script, and slowly entered the state. He was half-seated on the front of the car, looking straight and motionless at the wilderness in the distance. His eyes were dead, as if he had no soul. "Buzz!" The sound of a car engine was heard, and it was unusually clear in this lonely wilderness. Jack jumped out of the car with a slam of the door and walked briskly over to Chris. He grabbed Chris's body, the muscles on his face trembling, foreshadowing his next madness.

"Damn! Cabet, where did my money go, how many times have I said it, keep a low profile! He shook Chris's body vigorously, "Do you understand the low-key level!" Look at what you do, the town is full of cops, and luckily no one saw you! ”

Chris let Jack sway, his face still expressionless, like a dead man, his eyes dim without a glimmer of light.

"That's great!" Joel Cohen stood in front of the camera and looked at Chris's expression in the frame, nodded inwardly, and couldn't help but clench one hand.

"What's wrong with you, scared silly!" Jack slapped Chris's face and said fiercely, word by word: "Shout loudly, where did my money go?" Well! Money! Speak! Silly x! ”

Outside the stadium, all the staff held their breath, they were all frightened by Jack Nicholson's madness, as if there was a storm in the middle of the sea, and Chris was standing in the middle of the storm.

"Money ......"

Chris's throat squirmed slightly, and finally let out a cold sound. Behind the camera, Joel Cohen's heart suddenly tugged, and a wave of excitement made his whole body tingle. "Good! Good! Push a little further, a little ......," he muttered. No one looked at him, everyone was drawn to the middle of the field.

Chris turned his head slowly, his eyes were facing the camera, and a pair of hollow, dead-like eyes appeared in the frame, as if a demon was coming, and everyone looked behind them with a sudden chill.

Jack looked at him with a stunned expression, but he reacted immediately. "Yes, money, God, you finally thought of it! Haha......" He laughed like a madman, mad and upside down.

"Cabet, you really should look at you now, oh my god, laughing at me, haha......." He actually laughed out loud and burst into tears.

"Where did the money go! Well! He laughed maniacally for a while, and then his face changed suddenly, and his whole face was already deformed with anger, "You know, we do so much, not all for money!" Now that we're in such a big way, we're going to have to run away with the money, my dear, Cabet! Tell me! ”

"Money...... Connie! Chris's voice suddenly sharpened, and a glimmer of light flashed in his empty eyes, "Connie! ”

"You're crazy!" Jack yelled, "Connie was killed by you!" ”

"Connie is dead?" There was a questioning look in Chris's eyes, then his face turned unusually pale, as white as a corpse in a morgue, and he screamed, then as if someone had been pinched by the throat, and let out a dry broken sound, "Connie is dead!" Uh-huh...... I killed ......"

"What nerves are you!"

"I said I wouldn't kill him......" Chris muttered blankly, "I said she showed me another life!" You say, don't you? He lowered his head and grabbed Jack's body, he was much stronger than Jack, "You say, don't you?" Isn't it! ”

"Are you crazy?" Jack Nicholson pulled Chris's hands away and slammed him to the ground, shouting in horror, "What bullshit Connie? Do you know what you're talking about? ”

"That's not right! Connie can't die! Chris's eyes had become red unconsciously, and he stared at Scarlet Eyes as he approached Jack Nicholson on the ground step by step, "I can't let her die!" She is my hope! My future! The muscles on his chin trembled with excitement, and the thick green tendons on his forehead were exposed with excitement, and he looked a little terrifying.

All the staff, including the main creator of the crew, watched this scene, all of them were excited and adrenaline-pumping, and their nervous hands were clenched into fists and waved silently...... This is a long shot, in addition to the main unit accident, there are also five or six auxiliary units to capture the picture together. If there is an accident, it is necessary to tear it all down and start all over again. They silently cheered for them in their hearts.

"Don't! Other! Cabet, what the hell is going on? Why did we get to this point? Jack began to get scared, he didn't think that he hadn't seen his killer for a few days, and that his killer had become like this. He had told people more than once how reliable and stable his Cabet was. The "reliability and stability" he spoke of was definitely not what it is now.

"Connie is dead!"

"Impossible!" Chris walked up to Jack, pinned him to the ground, and punched him in the face, the blood bag in Jack's mouth burst open, and blood slowly flowed out of his mouth and nose.

"Cabet, what are you ...... What's wrong? Jack twitched his nose and muttered, "Stop!" ”

"Did you say Connie died?" Chris ignored him, as if he had a magic barrier, and still punched Jack in the head. After a while, a bloody aura slowly dispersed across the wilderness, and Jack's voice became almost inaudible.

Chris punched and punched...... The only sound of his fist hitting Jack's head faded into the wilderness.

With a "bang", Chris collapsed to the ground, his blood-stained hands hanging beside his body, his face was as pale as paper, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down in rows, and the sound of heavy wheezing sounded like pulling bellows.

"Connie is dead...... Dead ......"

"My future is dead......"

"My World Is Dead......"

He craned his neck, staring blankly at the distant hills. The wind rose out of thin air, the wind of freedom, with a roar, swept through the wilderness, taking away a bloody breath and a person's soul......