"I think he needs to calm down alone, give him a little time, he will be quiet alone than a large group of people around him." Zhou Shaoming looked at his watch, and it had been twelve hours since Jim Carrey disappeared.

"He has to be calm, we have to be calm, it's been so long, everyone should be calm," Statham said helplessly.

"It's about the same time now, and I've been thinking about where I'd go if I were him." Zhou Shaoming knocked on the table hard, making everyone's thinking move.

"Where will he go?" Jeremy and Statham asked in unison.

"There is a lot of strength, you guys help me think about it, where will this guy Jim Carrey go?" Zhou Shaoming sat up straight and frowned.

Statham's eyes rolled, and he suddenly slapped his thigh and said: "Jim Carrey is hit and disheartened, at this time he must need a sexy and beautiful woman to comfort his wounded heart, but this guy has no wife now, he must go to a famous red light district in Los Angeles to find a blonde beauty to vent"

"No, no, no, as far as I know, Jim Carrey is a regular customer in Las Vegas, and those casinos treat him as a guest, I guess he must have gone to the casino for excitement, and besides, women, are there still few beauties in Las Vegas?" He must have gone there" Jeremy shook his head into a wavy drum and objected vigorously.

"Las Vegas is too far away to save the near fire, so I think we should go to the red light district of Los Angeles to find it, and we will definitely get something." Statham kept rubbing his head, sticking to his thoughts.

"You have a point, but I think he could go somewhere else." Zhou Shaoming pondered. Said slowly.

"Where? Why don't you go and find it" The two got up at the same time, just hoping that as soon as Zhou Shaoming said the place, they flew away.

"Well, I'll go to that place and look for him, and you can call a few people to the red light district in Las Vegas and Los Angeles to look for him, and then arrange for someone to call him 24 hours a day." Zhou Shaoming stood up and said unswervingly: "Statham, when I am not there, you and Jeremy will shoot your scenes first, and let the assistant director help me take charge of the camera." Jim Carrey's knot may still need me to help him open it. ”

"Let the assistant director Ben help you shoot, can he do it?" Statham thought for a moment and said suspiciously.

"You don't have to worry, Ben has been with me for so long, I know how well it is, and it won't let me down. This guy has always wanted to make a movie on his own, and I'm very optimistic about him. Besides, Jeremy and you, you two guys are very resilient to pressure. I am not afraid to run away a few more times, haha" Zhou Shaoming finally had a smile on his face. He patted Statham on the shoulder and said encouragingly.

"And how soon will you be back?" Jeremy couldn't help but ask.

"Maybe it will take a few days, maybe I'll be back in a few hours" Zhou Shaoming dressed up, said goodbye to the two, and rushed out.

Statham looked at his watch, it was late at night, and it was a little closer.

When Zhou Shaoming got into the car and drove frantically towards the destination he wanted, it suddenly rained, and the raindrops the size of beans formed a rain curtain, which was grounded all over the sky. plunged the whole world into a dark panic -

"Bastard, bastard Jim Carrey, you're such a bastard, unreasonable bastard"

Above the tall building, the rain splashed everywhere, and Jim Carrey carried a wine bottle in one hand, pouring wine into his mouth from time to time. While wandering aimlessly in this place where no one is left behind, only pouring rain, as if he has lost his soul and is dazed.

cursing himself in a low voice, he can't rule out playing a bad role for himself. Even embarrassed to the point of running away, Jim Carrey's eyes were red, as if he didn't feel the madness of hitting his body wantonly, drenching himself in the soaked rain, just gasping heavily, and then pouring a sip of wine.

Anxiety, disappointment, frustration, anger, all kinds of different feelings are as spicy as a cocktail made by a bartender, but they are layered, layer after layer, constantly spinning in his heart, leaving Jim Carrey's mind in a trance, sometimes dazed, sometimes sour, sometimes desperate and helpless like a trapped beast.

The never-before-seen experience fought over his heart, tearing it into pieces, and Jim Carrey instinctively wanted to resist the snake-like feeling of entanglement in his heart, but he couldn't break free.

Sitting heavily on the ground, leaning against the cooling tower of the air conditioner on the platform, the messy bangs on Jim Carrey's head were wet by the rain and clinging tightly to his forehead, his whole clothes were already wet from the pouring rain, and the white shirt was already tightly attached to his body, making him even more irritable.

Unbuttoned his neckline, as if it was blocking his breathing, Jim Carrey tore his shirt with force, but he didn't care.

After another sip of wine, Jin Carreyyang looked at the dark sky, felt the raindrops on his face, suddenly closed his eyes, and howled suppressedly.

"Shit, shit, it's all shit, I don't need any Oscar, I don't need to play any drama roles, I'm the king of comedy, I'm the king of comedy"

Like a wounded wolf, Jim Carrey roared in the storm, his voice becoming hoarse, and slowly, turning into a whimper and a cry of pain.

The numb face couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, and Jim Carrey only felt that every nerve in his body was wailing and trembling, and the cold blood was surging in his overwhelmed heart, trying to find an exit, wanting to gush out fiercely.

I want to shout out loud, shout out from the deepest part of my heart, and I want to make the uneasy and unwilling soul disappear with the shouting in the hoarseness, and I can't find a trace of existence.

I just want to run like crazy, run hysterically, run and roar, shout out the depression and endless guilt in my heart, and roar out heartbreakingly.

However, he did not make a sound, but leaned against the cold steel of the cooling tower, his eyes tightly closed, and his knuckles pinched until they turned white

The scene before the mother and father left came to mind.

"You're my pride, Kerry...... You are my pride. The mother's face emerged and slowly faded away.

"I've made you suffer too much, I'm not a good father. Now that you have succeeded, I am very happy, hopefully, I hope you can keep going smoothly and fulfill your dreams. The pale face, the breathing that gradually stopped, was the father holding his hand tightly and slowly letting go.

"Kathryn and I both have a dream, but we haven't told Carrey that seeing his innate acting talent, we all hope that one day he will win the Oscar for Best Actor haha, this dream is too far away, isn't it, he's just starting to act. However, I believe that he will be able to "clean up his father's belongings, and the words I saw in his diary flashed back to my mind."

"Don't give up, Jim Carrey, don't give up on your father's dream, you still have a chance, and you still have a lot of time to complete this dream" In his mind, Zhou Shaoming's excited and determined face shouted at himself.

Smith Chow is bound to bring us a new surprise, and that surprise is that when he wants to see the excited shouts of the audience in the cinema, he unexpectedly hears the sound of the audience laughing: "The cynicism in the newspapers is like a lingering nightmare, swirling in the mind."

But that's what I'm doing now......

Don't dare to face it, afraid of failure, cowardly, is this still me?

I can't do it, I can't do what you want me to do, don't push me anymore

The embarrassment and remorse in my heart, the frustration and anger at myself, like a poisonous snake, spitting out letters, spread from the depths of the soul, like a bitter and deadly poison being swallowed in one go, and then eroding the body inch by inch.

Tears flowed down again unconsciously, and Jim Carrey held his face in his hands and cried bitterly.

The rain is still falling, the sky is already a little bright, and a faint light rises from the earth.

Zhou Shaoming carried two bottles of wine, and didn't care about the crazy rain that drenched him, just sat next to Jim Carrey, who lowered his head and cried bitterly, and let out a sigh of relief.

I finally found this kid, but fortunately I remembered that Jim Carrey once said that as long as I was upset, I liked to run to the top floor of this five-star hotel and stay quietly alone, and sure enough, I found him here.

Hearing the voice, Jin Carrey hurriedly wiped his eyes and raised his head suspiciously, only to find that Zhou Shaoming, who was sitting next to him, was also drenched, but he didn't care, and even smiled at himself and handed over the wine in his hand.

"Here you go, take two sips" The corners of Zhou Shaoming's mouth rose, and he shook the wine in his hand.

"What do you do? I just want to be quiet and walk away, okay?" Jim Carrey didn't want his painful appearance to be seen, so he twisted his head and refused to accept Zhou Shaoming's kindness.

"Oh my God, there are people who don't accept free wine." Zhou Shaoming smiled and whistled not loudly, opened the wine bottle by himself, and took a sip.

"It's not funny at all," Jim Carrey said viciously, closing his eyes, and suddenly opening them again.

Zhou Shaoming turned his head to look at him, just looking quietly.

Jim Carrey's gray face, his lips were not bloodshot at all, as if he was shivering from time to time because of the cold, those eyes that were originally as bright as the stars, those eyes that were originally rippling with ambition and satisfaction at any time, were extremely empty at the moment, as if the soul had been sucked away by the demon, and there was no life.

just held the wine bottle and stubbornly held it in front of him, as if as long as Jim Carrey didn't accept it, Zhou Shaoming would never withdraw his hand.

"You don't care about me, I don't want to act, I won't shoot anymore, I'm going to go back to my world and continue to be my king of comedy." Ignoring Zhou Shaoming's kindness, Jim Carrey closed himself off, and now he doesn't want to think about anything or do anything.

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