Thank you for the big reward and reminder of the blue wind boy,Thank you Fang Qing for the urging in the afternoon,It's just that 12000 words are too difficult for me,These two days off,Every day is 16 hours of non-stop code words,Today is still four more,The number of words is estimated to be only 9000+,The time is the same as before。

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And the two muscular men also tried their best to suppress it, and even pressed their bodies up, so that they could barely restrain Zhou Shaoming, who was struggling to twist his body.

"I'd love to see how wonderful your movies are, but I suddenly thought of my father, your adoptive father! He has always admired you and liked you, I think he must be very eager to see the movies you make, in order to satisfy his wishes, I will burn your movies to him now, he must be very happy under Jiuquan! Sean Smith lit a fire and burned all the film and copies, his face struck in the face of the black smoke that rose into the sky.

The blue-white flames overflowed the edge of the ashtray, struggling and jumping a few times, and then slowly extinguished unwillingly, leaving only wisps of green smoke floating in Zhou Shaoming's eyes full of pain.

"Throw him out and take this burnt garbage with him!" Sean Smith clapped his hands, very satisfied with his masterpiece.

"Boss, he's coming with a gun, we can sue him for murder and put him in jail!" One of his subordinates suggested.

"No, no, no, then I can't drive a luxury car, hug a beautiful woman and see him live like a dog, hahaha! Can't be so cheap for him! Throw them all out on the street, Zhou, and I'll haunt you like a nightmare, leaving you living in fear, pain, and remorse! Kill yourself sooner, that will be a pleasure! Xiao Enzhi laughed wildly with satisfaction, and slowly disappeared from Zhou Shaoming's field of vision.

Thrown on the street, Zhou Shaoming, who had a blue nose and swollen face, looked at the ashes that were burned to gray in the ashtray, and his heart seemed to be thrown into the hot magma, and the more it burned, the hotter it became!

Drained the soul and everything, Zhou Shaoming didn't care about the scars all over his body, just crawled to the ashes mechanically, and slowly grasped them with trembling hands.

His eyes were red, but no tears flowed.

The wind suddenly rose and swept those ashes into the sky, but Zhou Shaoming just looked at the ashes that were as far away as the shattered dreams of innocence, and gritted his teeth.

The ashes scattered, and Zhou Shaoming grabbed a handful of residual ashes and held them firmly in his hands, as if pinching this fate of repeated setbacks.

But dreams, they won't die!

Suddenly it rained, and gradually turned into a pouring rain, which was mercilessly sprinkled on Zhou Shaoming's body, and after a while, he was drenched.

Zhou Shaoming lowered his head and walked forward, walking towards the way home.

Suddenly feeling that someone was patted on the shoulder, Zhou Shaoming turned his head mechanically, and saw Little Robert's concerned and anxious face.

"Where have you been? Christina said you went to your brother for revenge, you can't do anything stupid! Don't be impulsive! Little Robert's face was anxious, and he finally found Zhou Shaoming and asked him to exhale softly, and his heart finally settled down.

Zhou Shaoming's eyes in front of him seemed to have sparks faintly flashing, burning everything, and his face, which was a little pale because of the rain, was strangely resolute.

"Movies, are movies still there?" Robert Jr. felt something, but still asked with a sense of luck.

"Movies? It's dead, but I'll bring it back to life! Damn it, I'm not going to let his dirty wish get his way! Zhou Shaoming stretched out his hand, and there were only some ashes left in his palm, which had been grasped by him who loved him like life, and he was unwilling to let go for a moment.

"Your brother stole our film footage? And then burned it? Robert Jr. said incredulously, his face full of horror.

"Yes, no. Take me back, I'm a little tired. Closing his eyes tightly, Zhou Shaoming said softly.

"Okay, let's go back first."

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Christina, Tobin Bell, Jeremy and Robert Jr. were all staying at Zhou Shaoming's house, worried that they would look at each other on the ground, and sighs kept ringing out.

They all knew what had happened, but they couldn't do anything about it.

Zhou Shaoming came in with a gloomy face, and didn't say a word, just went upstairs alone, stayed in the room, and locked the door.

Little Robert rubbed his hands together in disbelief and walked around the living room, where Christina could only cry, Jeremy could only sigh, and Tobin Bell didn't know what to do.

I'm going to help him, I'm going to help him get up again! Like, like he used to help me! Little Robert looked at the closed door, pounded heavily against the wall, and said to everyone, "We can't give up!" Smith Zhou also once said that there is an old saying in China, the emperor pays off! We must have a way, there must be a way! ”

"The film was all burned by his damn brother, what else can be done now?" Christina said with a sob.

Silence, wordless silence, heavy air that made everyone's face depressed.

"What to do? It doesn't matter if the movie is gone, I'm afraid that Smith Zhou won't be able to stand this blow, and if he loses confidence and collapses, it will be really difficult to do. Tobin broke the silence and said slowly.

"yes, looking at him like this, I'm really worried about him!" Jeremy also said with a worried face.

"The film is gone, it doesn't matter! We can remake! We can remake! Little Robert had a flash of inspiration in his head.

"Remake? Where do we have the money to remake! We big guys have no money, and we're all in the movies! Christina looked up, first surprised, then unexpected, and shook her head in frustration.

"No money...... little Robert couldn't think of a good way, sat on the sofa, smoked a cigarette and lit it, holding his head and thinking hard.

"So be it! Let's raise funds again, no matter what the method, even if we pull more product placements and stuff! Jeremy thought for a moment and excitedly began to come up with ideas.

"That's right! I'm going to go out into the streets tomorrow to tell all Americans about this, so that they know what a good director Smith Chow is, and that he can't afford to be sick because the film was burned, and let everyone donate money for him! Little Robert's eyes lit up and he made a decision.

"Why don't you just tell everyone that it's Shaun Smith's garbage that did the good thing?" Christina asked dissatisfied.

"We have no proof! This would be a crime of defamation! "Tobin is not a loss of old rivers and lakes, and he got to the point in one sentence.

"Alright then, I'll go out on the streets with you to call on everyone to raise money for Zhou!" Christina had no choice but to settle for the next best.

"For the week, for the dream, for the friend! Let's work together! The four of them clasped their hands together and clasped them tightly.

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The gloomy weather is like the mood of the present, which makes people depressed and uneasy, and even some shallow fog appears in front of me, like despair and pain that cannot be resolved.

The streets were bustling with people, everyone was elated, only Zhou Shaoming, who was out of place with everything around.

And for the bends in life, everyone will lose their direction, but after being frustrated, do you still have the courage to face it?

The short-term pain was already in the past, and the flame in Zhou Shaoming's heart at this time did not disappear, but became hotter and hotter, his eyes were just red, and his fists were clenched tightly.

There are many setbacks, but setbacks will never defeat themselves!

Perhaps, maybe the ordeal will be unbearable, but after the pain, it is still necessary to continue to stand up in the ruins of the soul, persevere, persevere!

Without the film, I can reshoot! Sell the house and shoot again!

I won't be slaughtered like yesterday anymore, my dream must be fulfilled!

Even though I hit again and again, I was able to be brave!

Now, go find a real estate agent, sell the house as soon as possible, and once again raise enough money, "Saw Horror" must be released, and its director is me!

That damn guy doesn't want to see my movie come out, and now he wants me to lose hope or get angry with him for revenge, and I just can't let him get his way!