Truman only heard the raging wind blowing, and as soon as he turned his head reflexively, he saw a bus about to stop in front of him, and the hot glass was less than a fist away from his face, which made Truman's pupils suddenly dilute and look nervously at the bus in front of him.

Truman breathed low, looked up at the bus in front of him, and a crazy thought came to his mind: if he was really being watched, if everyone around him was watching him, if the whole world was centered on him...... So, he himself took the initiative to start creating chaos, so what would happen?

It's like, it's as if the earth has suddenly turned unfairly.

So, Truman suddenly raised his left hand and blocked the bus in front of him, as if he could rely on his "superpower" to block the bus from the air wall, he frowned slightly, stared at the bus driver tightly, trying to make him mess up; But the driver hidden in the shadows made it impossible to see clearly, which made Truman's brows slightly closer to the middle, but his eyes became more and more determined, bursting out with a resolute determination.

Truman turned his head sharply and looked at his right-hand side, a navy blue sedan drove head-on, but Truman met it without fear, raised his right hand holding the briefcase, so that the driver of the sedan had to quickly step on the brakes at the last moment, the tires dragged out a series of white smoke behind him, and even the car behind him stopped, and the whole street became chaotic in an instant.

But the strangest thing is that no one came down to reprimand Truman, everyone just quietly watched Truman, as if they were not angry at all because of Truman's rude behavior. This made Truman can't help but stretch out his hands flat, slowly turn in a circle, and suppress everyone on the scene with his eyes, his footsteps move slowly, as if he is worried that any slight move of his own will break that balance.

At this time, Truman was like a fox walking slowly on the ice, following the same steps, every small step had to stop, straighten his ears to carefully inquire about the surrounding situation, and listen carefully to whether there would be slight cracks in the ice, lest he accidentally be spared, as if he would quickly escape from this ice as long as there was a slight abnormality.

Looking at Truman like this, all the staff on the scene were sad, and the indescribable sourness and bitterness jumped lightly on the tip of their tongues, and even their eyes couldn't help but be a little red. This is just the simplest scene, far from the moment of emotional outburst, but the surging emotions are rushing to the face.

Alex couldn't help but turn his head, he couldn't bear to see Truman hurt again, because he knew what the story of the script was next, it was not the situation he wanted to see, and thinking of the next conversation between Malone and Truman, Alex felt even more cruel - but the problem was that Alex had to watch it, because he had to watch Hugo's performance and find his own way from Hugo's performance. So, Alex turned his head again and looked at the square.

Step by step, Truman walked to the side of the street, trying to maintain the balance of the scene as much as possible, and at this moment, it was as if the whole town was still, and only Truman was walking around. When he reached the side of the street, Truman, like a fox smelling danger, burst out with rocket speed, quickly escaped from the silence or chaos - escaping from the omnipresent surveillance, ran a few steps in a panic, but then stopped suddenly, then turned and changed direction, and ran wildly, escaping into a nearby building.

There was a hint of embarrassment on that hasty back, and it looked so fragile.

The scene was completely silent, no one spoke at all, and to be more precise, almost everyone's inner emotions were boiling. Hugo's performance in this scene just now is really wonderful, there is no line, there is no superfluous sound, just relying on his own body movements, Hugo shows Truman's confusion, confusion, fear, worry and vulnerability vividly, even if it is just a back, it is enough to be moving.

Peter shouted "Ka" in a dull voice, and only after making a voice did he realize that his voice was a little hoarse. Even Peter, who knows the script well, has to admit that this scene just now is the most exciting moment since the start of filming a week, Hugo exerted his inner excitement and surging to the extreme in this one-man show, and the highest level of silence is better than sound delicately shows the changes and struggles in Truman's heart, this is the real acting master's style!

"Master of acting", even Peter did not notice, he had pushed Hugo to such heights.

After a brief adjustment, I re-shot several shots from different angles to complete the filming of this scene, and then put into the shooting of the next scene.

Truman pushed open the glass door and entered the building, where he took two big breaths before closing his mouth tightly, trying to calm himself as if it had been his intention to come in. But his fluttering pupils that quietly looked at his surroundings revealed his inner panic - because he didn't know what he was supposed to do, he wanted to cause chaos, but he couldn't.

Truman's gaze met that of the front desk staff, and he dodged his eyes in a panic, pretending to take a calm step, as if he were just a normal staff member here.

Truman walked quickly to the elevator, and then saw that two people were already standing in the elevator, he squeezed out a smile, signaled to the other party to wait, and the pace was slightly faster, but he saw the two strangers in the elevator with panicked expressions, their pupils flashed rapidly, and even their facial expressions were completely stiff, they didn't react, just watched the elevator door close.

Truman sensed the anomaly, but he didn't have the energy to pay attention to the details, he just knew that everything was wrong. Truman rushed to the door at the last moment before the elevator door closed, but still facing the cold iron door, he quickly pressed the elevator upstairs button, but there was still nothing he could do.

The front desk staff noticed Truman's abnormality, which made Truman suppress his panic, walked to the elevator next door, and quickly pressed the elevator button repeatedly, trying to make the elevator standby next to him turn on quickly. At this time, the front desk staff walked over quickly and showed a polite smile, "Can I help you?" Although he also seemed a little caught off guard, Truman, who was in a panic, did not notice this.

"Yes, I have an appointment with Keebao." Truman spoke in a hurry, but his voice trembled faintly, for he could feel the restless agitation becoming more and more turbulent, as if it were a room full of gasoline that only needed a little spark to ignite. But Truman didn't know how to polish the match in his hand, so he could only keep pushing forward like a stubborn bull.

The front desk staff opened their mouths, but they didn't know how to respond, because he didn't even know if there was a "Kebao Company" in the building, "This can't be!" He subconsciously said categorically, but the elevator door opened at this time.

Behind the elevator door is the set - in front of you is a buffet table, there is breakfast on it, there are several staff standing at the table chatting and eating breakfast, the two people who entered the elevator next door just now are also among them, these two people found Truman standing at the elevator entrance, and quickly dodged it, but there are still a few people who did not have time to react, and stood in place by surprise.

After Truman answered the questions of the front desk staff, he rushed directly into the elevator, trying to shake off the staff, but he took a step forward, and then saw the scene in front of him - such a normal but strange scene, which made Truman's brain crash in an instant: Why is there a group of people eating breakfast behind the elevator?

His footsteps stopped directly in the elevator, motionless, his pupils slowly dilated because of too much surprise, the surging disbelief almost made Truman's eyes lose focus, the helplessness and fragility churned in an instant, as if in those amber eyes, you can clearly see the process of the whole world falling apart, like a grand symphony performance.

The staff at the breakfast table scattered and fled one after another, but the staff next to them finally reacted and slowly pulled the "elevator wall" over, turning the open elevator space into a small closed box.

But Truman's pupils began to dilate, and he said in disbelief, "What happened?" The front desk staff grabbed his arms and pulled him out, and he didn't even forget about the struggle, just watched the strange scene, reluctantly looking at the elevator door that had been reclosed, trying to find out something from the cold metal door.

"Nothing!" The front desk staff roughly pulled Truman forward until he reached the door, and then Truman came back to his senses and struggled to raise his voice and said, "What happened?" ”

"Please leave, we are renovating!"

"No, you don't!" Truman retorted firmly, and he began to try to press his weight back, refusing to leave here, "Who the hell are those people?" ”

"It's none of your business!"

"You guys tell me what's going on!" Truman's emotions were out of track, struggling desperately, but he couldn't break free from the restraints of the two staff members at all, and was sent directly out of the gate, "If you don't say it......" Truman began to roar, and the anger and disobedience exploded in his voice, "I'm going to call the police!" ”

But Truman was thrown out of the door like this, without any suspense. Standing outside the door, Truman raised his foot in annoyance and wanted to kick the pillar, but after thinking about it, he still put down his foot, and stood in place with a depressed and irritated face, his face was full of unwillingness, as if he was a child abandoned by his parents at the train station, his chest rose and fell violently, the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and when he raised his head, he saw the staff who was standing on the stairs at the door to repair the electricity, Truman lifted his briefcase and gave the staff a buttocks to the staff, and then fled quickly as if he was after a prank, and plunged into the sun.