It is the desire to fulfill one's wish, the desire for one's own liberation, but there is no pursuit of life and the desire to live. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He stretched out his bloodied hand and looked at Martha with the most helpless, pleading, heartbreaking and fragile gaze.

And the people on the other side, whether they were the director or the actresses who played the play, were all deeply trapped because of the deep pain expressed by Qin Guan's eyes.

The brown-haired Martha seemed to be out of control, and even the terrifying scene next to her couldn't stop her from advancing, she came to Qin Guan's side with one step, and grabbed the hand that was trembling slightly and stretched out for help.

"I'll find a way to save you, you have to hold on, I'll go call."

Qin Guan's hand was grasped, as if he had suddenly sought comfort and held the most peaceful harbor in his heart.

His slender fingers tightly wrapped the other party's hand, and with all the strength of his body, the director's camera instantly turned to the direction of the two intertwined fingers.

This fledgling young director, but there was a flash of inspiration in his heart, and he immediately used the exchange of far and near shots of the sub-lens to reflect the rich emotions and content of the film through partial shots.

Practice is the only criterion for testing what you have learned, and it turns out that the emotional expression of the film can still be filmed like this.

Silly, young man, an actor who is dedicated to art films, comes to make you a horror film without any artistic content, you are lucky!

The director here is busy behind the camera, Qin Guan over there is still controlling the rhythm of the audience, his dilated pupils are slowly gathering because of the long-lost warmth, the surgical lamp in front of him, his own internal organs on the ceiling, and the life support device that is 'ticking and ticking' on the side are all clearly emerging in front of his eyes and ears.

He still didn't turn his head, didn't move in the slightest, and closed his eyes calmly and serenely. The long eyelashes hung limply on his bloodstained face like a butterfly with folded wings.

There was no trace of blood, but the thin lips opened the hymn of his final life: "Please... I want to leave. Get out of here forever..."

It's not to be saved alive, but to see off with death, don't ask anyone on the sidelines why they understand it this way, because that's what Qin Guan wants to express.

We can only understand but not speak, our hearts and feelings.

The bloody violence of this scene was turned into a literary film by Qin Guan, who said that American horror movies are all extremely bloody without depth?

The director on the side hammered his knees hard, humanity is everywhere!

Martha, who was encouraged, couldn't bear Qin Guan's suffering, and living was the biggest insult to this beautiful man on the cold bed.

She gently pulled out her clenched hands, as if she was afraid of disturbing the other party's peace, and slowly unplugged the power supply of the instrument on the side.

"Di Di Di....Di ~~~' The signs of life have finally returned to the position of 0, and the tormented man has finally reached his heart's desire.

Qin Guan completed his liberation, but he did not stop the pace of acting.

It is not written in the script because the corresponding D-class script is so bad that the screenwriter doesn't even take into account the fundamental anthropological reaction.

With the termination of the instrument, the oxygen content in Qin Guan's body could no longer support his vitality, and he trembled slightly like an electric shock, followed by two or three convulsions, which was not an exaggeration.

The perennial disembowelment has made him have no strength to struggle, and even the final departure is so weak and weak.

Qin Guan's toes shook slightly, and finally stiffened, and his eyes, which had been slightly closed, slowly opened.

The pupils that had been condensed together spread out again, until the last glimmer of light disappeared from his eyes, and this person finally got what he wanted, and he finally left this ugly world.

And Martha has helped others, what will she face immediately?

The machine on the sidelines squeaked and walked around, and Martha on the side was still slightly obsessed with looking at the cold corpse of Qin Guan on the operating table, and the director outside the field also forgot the sound of shouting to stop.

Qin Guan on the stage gradually wanted to shed tears and snot, you were exposed to the sun for a long time under the strong light of hundreds of watts, and you had to stare at it, if you didn't shine a cataract, I wouldn't be surnamed Qin.

The runny nose is because the iron bed under it is too cold, and the roasted eggs on the top can be fried, but the skin underneath is cold, and there is no end!

The villain in Qin Guan's heart was roaring, not to mention that the agent had to communicate with the actor's heart, Sister Xue, who had been paying close attention outside the venue, walked straight to the director and shook two handfuls in front of his eyes.

"Oh, oh, oh! Stop! The director, who reacted, quickly called a halt.

Oh, director, don't tell me you cried when you saw that scene just now, right? You're not going to be the first movie, are you?

was really guessed by Sister Xue, the little rookie was shocked by the last life and death parting of human nature, it turned out that a peaceful death can be so shocking!

Qin Guan on the iron plate jumped up as soon as he was tall, and after lying on it for a while, he became an iron plate squid, and it was fried.

Sister Xue turned her head to look at the arena with the sound of Qin Guan jumping up, and couldn't help but cover her face.

"What, Qin Guan, can you use the sheets on the table to block the block?"

"Huh? Why? I don't have a bare ass? Qin Guan subconsciously looked underground, no wonder when he came out to act, the little assistant put a white sheet under his stomach.

The white linen shorts were soaked in blood, and they were all attached to his body, wet and tempting, or below... Hehehe.. I'm blocking!

Qin Guan instantly surrounded himself into an Indian Ah San, and cracked his mouth at Martha in embarrassment, and began to run towards the dressing room, it was too embarrassing, she didn't see anything just now, right?

Well, I didn't see anything, Little Miss Martha didn't even block her face, her eyes stared at Qin Guan nakedly, faint is the highest state of exposure, half-concealment can make people itch and unbearable.

As soon as he arrived at the dressing room, Qin Guan ran to the bathroom, rinsing under the big tin bucket exposed to the natural sun, the dissolution of the syrup dye was very high, and with the priming of the cosmetic foundation, the blood stains were washed quickly.

When Qin Guan came out of it, Fred used a special chemical agent to gently moisten the latex bond, and a whole special effect shell was removed.

The rest was Qin Guan's simple cleaning, and when he came out of it with his wet hair refreshing, Sister Xue had already received his salary from the crew's finances. (To be continued.) )