Chapter 112: The Godfather [Ask for Subscription]

"Hey! Did you watch Atlantic Empire last night? That's just amazing! ”

From schools to shopping malls and even Wall Street offices, such a phrase has become a way for many friends and colleagues to greet each other, and the topics that have been raised from this cover all aspects.

"Atlantic Empire, Money Empire, Elysium City, Mister's idea is great!"

"I've heard of Enoch. Thompson? My father told me this name a long time ago, and he was a fighter for freedom, just like in the TV series, a particularly attractive man! ”

"I can't wait to know the rest of the story now, I heard that the TV series is to change a history book, do you know where it is sold?"

"Go see my blog, oh, my first blog, this TV series is fantastic, even better than The Sopranos, I didn't lie to you, I want to buy a pipe now"

Although "Atlantic Empire" has only aired one episode, it has already caused quite a stir, because even in the United States, where the TV and film industry is so developed, there has never been a gangster TV series with a similar theme, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is unique.

In the Venice Beach office building in Los Angeles, Xiansen is leisurely looking at the table in his hand, which is the HBO TV ratings at 8 o'clock last night.

"How did you come up with that?"

Bella held a stack of newspapers and casually asked as she sorted them out, "I mean, how did you come up with that weird way of shooting, and to be honest, I was really scared." ”

Hearing Bella's question, Xiansen laughed, a month ago, while filming "Atlantic Empire", he made a completely new attempt on his own, which can even be said to have advanced the development of the television industry to some extent.

"Bella, you said that there is no absolute freedom in the world, so I have to look for loopholes in relative freedom, I want to fly, but I don't want to fly, so I use a glider, which is much cooler than flying."

Xiansen did not answer Bella directly. Marceau's question, but jokingly mentioned that on the first night after the start of the TV series, the conversation between the two lying on the "seaside boulevard" was a very interesting exchange.

"Just because of that? Oh incredible, Mister, I'll just say, you're an absolute genius! ”

Bella's praise made Xiansen's face flush slightly, in fact, the strange way of shooting in Bella's mouth was not completely thought up by himself, but used a little special help, all of which started from that night a month ago

April 10, 2002, Brooklyn, the first day of filming of "Atlantic Empires", night.

In Bella. After Marceau walked away, Xiansen's mind kept looping the conversation just now, lying on the ground, his eyes slowly closed.

What is freedom? For this word, Xiansen felt deeply. You know, this system in your body was originally owned by logging into a forum called "free", free, which means freedom.

"Can you tell me what true freedom is?"

There is no emotion in Xiansen's surname, nor is there such a thing as confusion, he just wants to know an answer, because he finds that what he is doing is not the right thing, and he does not like to go down the wrong path.

"Do what you want to do, don't force it, don't be paranoid."

Faintly, there seemed to be a system prompt sound in my ears, and it seemed that it was just what I wanted to say in my heart.

"Do what you want? Not forced? Not paranoid? ”

Repeating this sentence in his mouth, Xiansen suddenly opened his eyes.

yes, do what you want!

"I want to make movies, I want to make movies as I want, when I encounter problems that I can't solve, I will use any method, as long as this method can make me make better works, the freedom I need is the freedom of choice, obviously I want to ask for help, but I deliberately don't make a choice for absolute freedom, I am not freedom, this is the real constraint of myself! What is freedom, freedom is freedom, I want to make a choice! ”

A long inner monologue is also a baptism of one's own thoughts! Xiansen took a deep breath and jumped up from the ground, he knew the answer, he knew what to do.

"One-Star Skill Card [Brain Changing Thinking]!"

A black card appeared in front of Xiansen's eyes, and a bright full moon appeared on the card, emitting a silvery white light. Under the silver moon, a pair of white human brains covered with blue and red blood vessels looked quite terrifying. In the dark night, under the silver light, wisps of black smoke can be clearly seen swirling around the card, mysterious, weird, and full of unknowns! This is the definition of this card by Xiansen.

"True freedom is that I can use you if I want to use you, I don't want to use you, you just let me cool off!"

Holding the card, the silver-white moonlight shone on his face, like a mirror, and Xiansen seemed to see his miserable white face from above.

"Use!"

As soon as the voice fell, the black card turned into scattered fragments in the air, and a mechanical system prompt sounded in his ears: "Please choose the brain change object!" ”

Xiansen had been prepared for this question, he knew very well what this card called [Brain Changing Thinking] did, and he could guess it by listening to the name.

"Francis. Ford. Coppola! ”

It's a name that will definitely not be unfamiliar to anyone familiar with Hollywood, Nicholas. Cage is his nephew.

As soon as Xiansen's words fell, a chaotic feeling rushed to his brain, not like the sharp pain when using the script card, after using the skill card, he felt that his eyes were a little weak, his vision was blurred a little, and he knew that he was about to fall asleep. But, strangely, his consciousness was very clear, as if he was outside of his body, as if his consciousness could no longer control his body.

Suddenly, Xiansen felt a powerful suction, and then he fainted uncontrollably.

I don't know how long it took, when Xiansen woke up from the coma, he was still lying on the spot but his posture was not very graceful, and he looked at the time on his watch, a minute, just a minute in the past.

"Oh my God, what a long minute!"

Xian Senben subconsciously touched the beard of his temples, uh, he has no beard.

"I'm going to have salmon snacks and, well, Cuban cigars!"

Two strange thoughts came to his mind like this, and Xiansen didn't know what was going on, as if it was a very ordinary and ordinary thought. It's just, salmon snack, what's that?

"Hey Mister, want to see what the media has to say?"

Beira. Marceau's voice interrupted Xiansen's memories, and he sorted out the newspaper in his hand and put it in front of Xiansen.

"You know what? These egg-picking guys finally shut up, and you knock them out with the perfect work, which is the real one-punch kill. "Bella. Marceau blows into her fist with some excitement, a move that Xiansen taught her during the filming of "Atlantic Empire" and repeatedly tells her that this is a style that she should remember to do often.

Although Xiansen seemed a little abnormal at that time, Bella still wrote down this action.

"Now it doesn't matter if they say you're a gangster, because your gangster art has subverted everything, and you've become a well-deserved gangster."

With all said and done, Bella. Marceau blew into his fist again.

Seeing Bella, who has always maintained the posture of a strong woman and an elite woman, make such a strange move, Xiansen couldn't help but smile bitterly, this is indeed what he taught, but this really has nothing to do with him!

"That's the New York Post's assessment, I always thought it was a subsidiary of The New York Times, but this time, I found out that I guessed wrong."

Seeing that Xiansen didn't move to get the newspaper, Bella shook her head, reluctantly took the newspaper into her hand and read it word by word. She almost forgot that her boss was a lazy person who never read the newspaper, and listening to the newspaper was a good choice.

"The Godfather, a completely different Godfather, the real Godfather!"

Hear Bella. Marceau read out the title, and Xiansen smiled, the real godfather, is himself? Or Francis. Ford. Coppola? For this answer, Xiansen didn't know.

"What an amazing month, life, freedom, haha, I love that feeling!" (To be continued.) )