On the turntable, the camera begins to zoom in with the lower part of the boom, and in the boat, the story is about to go to the most critical point.

"Oh...... Oh...... God......"

"It's okay, it's okay, we've got to give you ......"

Before Ripley could finish his sentence, Dick, whose face was half red with blood, pounced on him in a frenzy, pinned him to the boat with a thud, and howled and grabbed him by the neck, as if he was going to strangle him to death.

“Cut！” Soon Minghella's voice rang out, and he directed the photographer to continue shooting from different angles, especially the part where Dick chokes Ripley's neck, and tried again and again.

That way, Jude had to touch up his makeup every few minutes to make sure his forehead was bleeding and that he looked hideous when he was ruthless.

After filming like this for dozens of minutes, Minghella finally showed a satisfied look, and then waved his hand while everyone breathed a sigh of relief: "Zuihou again." ”

Well, everyone returned to their positions with some helplessness, and as soon as the scene reporter or the assistant director shouted, Jude rushed up, grabbed Sean and shouted: "Kill you!" Kill you! ”

Then, everyone present clearly heard the bang, and Sean, who was pressed underneath, did not react for a long time.

"What's going on?" Minghella hurriedly stopped and asked the assistant next to him to go up and take a look, Jude seemed to be stunned, and sat on the bed a little helplessly after letting go.

"I ...... I'm fine, I'm fine. Sean, touching the back of his head, sat up with the help of others, raised his other hand, and signaled that he was all right.

Although he insisted repeatedly, several field assistants helped him down under Minghella's instructions, helped him to sit in the rest area, and found someone who knew first aid to check on him.

"It's not a big deal," said art director Roy? Walker knew about these traumatic injuries, so he came over temporarily to check Sean, "The back of the head is not swollen, of course, if you are worried, you can go to the hospital for a check-up." ”

"No need," Sean quickly shook his head, "I'm fine, just touched it, nothing at all." ”

"Alright, Sean, you can rest," Minghella said, "you've done a good job, you don't have to shoot that shot again." ”

Since the director said so, Sean didn't insist, sitting in his chair with peace of mind, watching the others busy.

"Hey." A voice rang out, turning his head to look, Jude? Lowe walked over at some point and stood there looking at him.

He had already removed his makeup, but he hadn't taken it off, there was still a blood stain on his forehead, and his eyes were dodgy, as if he was a little reluctant but a little guilty.

"Hmm...... Sean," he finally spoke again, "are you alright?" ”

"It's okay, I just touched it, it's not a big deal." Sean made a no-nonsense gesture, "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

"Hmm......" He hesitated as he scratched his head there, not knowing whether to advance or retreat, but finally he sighed and looked into his eyes, "I'm sorry, I've been ...... lately." The mood is not very good. ”

"It's okay, everyone will be emotionally unhappy." Sean smiled and didn't poke it, because of the other party's current attitude, he had some good feelings.

"Actually, you're doing a pretty good job, at least...... It's a good feeling to play against you. Jude said this, probably because he finally said the previous sentence, he seemed much more relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face.

"You're also very good, you're much older than me, and you've got a lot of acting experience, and I've learned a lot from you." Sean is telling the truth, whenever he has time, he will also observe the way Jude, Hoffman and even Gwyneth perform.

"I'm only three years older than you, but I do have a little more acting experience." Jude waved his hand.

Sean was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, when he was fighting for the role, Frederick reported his age by five years and revised the file, and now he should be 23 years old instead of 18.

"Sean?" Another voice came, so familiar that it barely took to look at it to know who it was.

"What's the matter, Mr. Hoberg?" Sean calmly turned to the comer.

"Are you okay? Need to take another break? Hoberg still had the same smiling expression.

"No problem, I'll be working right away." Sean said.

"Very well, prepare, we'll finish the ones in Act 56 alone." Hoberg didn't mean to refuse at all, and after saying hello to Jude, he quickly left.

Can't wait. Sean snorted inwardly, and stood up to start preparing.

Seeing this, Jude also planned to leave, but after taking two steps, he turned back and stopped Sean and coughed lightly: "Sean, although our relationship is very ordinary, I don't want you to misunderstand anything, but, I still want to say, be careful William?" Hoberg. ”

He said it a little vaguely, but there was seriousness in his eyes, which made Sean's heart feel a little more good.

"Xiexie's advice, Jude, I'll remember." Sean nodded.

It seems that he is not a narrow-minded person, and his previous coldness probably has something to do with the fact that he has no qualifications to be the protagonist. But it should be okay now, it's still more cost-effective to fall on the kindness of another person, especially Zuihou's words, which made him more sure. After constantly contacting the crew, coupled with Galen's help, Sean basically confirmed that this farce was about to end-

William? Hoberg was quite annoyed during this time, and his boss, Harvey? Weinstein had already questioned him more than once when he was going to get that kid out of the crew, and the more he got to the back, the more stern he became.

You must know that the longer the filming time, the more stable the other party's place in the crew, and the more difficult it is to get out. Although it is not uncommon to change actors in the middle of filming, either the actors themselves quit, or the actors are grossly negligent, and even so, the crew has to bear considerable losses, so Weinstein is quite unhappy.

He was unhappy, and Hoberg was also unhappy, he had already said that even the boss couldn't be tough, what could he do with just a small executive producer? Although he racked his brains to think of a way to win over Chiciarelli in the hope of provoking the anger of the young man and thus making some articles. Who knew that although Sean was not very old, he was very calm and swallowed this sullen breath.

Hoberg had no choice but to pause and wait for the movie to start before finding another opportunity. The other party is a newcomer, he doesn't know much about the operation of the set, and he is under a lot of pressure, so he can't let the director down, so he pulls Chiciarelli to work with him in the work arrangement, trying to crush him with busy work.

Chiccarelli didn't want to do it, but when Sean's agent, Frederick, told him that it didn't matter if he wasn't paid, he had a vague feeling of unhappiness, not to mention-

"You said, as long as I say a few words." Chiccarelli said this to Hoberg.

"Yes, I said so, but Ferry we're already in the same boat. Do you think that if you admit your mistakes like that kid in the past and make this matter public, he will forget about the previous things and ignore them? Will Minghella forgive you? Hoberg just said this sentence, leaving the other party speechless.

After a whole week like this, Sean's changes, from the beginning of his state to the current ups and downs, Hoberg has seen it in his eyes. But he was still reckless, he was injured during filming yesterday, and he could have seized the opportunity to rest, but Hoberg used to just have an attitude of trying, but he didn't expect him to agree, because he didn't want to fall behind?

Well, whatever he's thinking, Hoberg plans to find a topic to play on today. While it might be better to wait for the weekend to pass and give him a little rest before continuing to apply pressure, like a twenty or thirty minute break after a long run, which is more likely to be devastating, Hoberg doesn't have much time left.

Soon, he found an excuse.

"What's going on, Sean? It's just a shot of boarding a train, and you've NG more than ten times. Although Hoberg was using a reminding tone, the sternness and questioning in it were still obvious.

"I'm sorry, sir, not again next time." Sean said in a sincere tone.

"Not next time? Mr. Tang, just two shots ago, you also said so, is this difficult? Are these shots more difficult than those shot by the director himself? Hoberg was a little aggressive, "If you're a little more serious, we don't have to do that at all!" ”

"I'm just a little tired, Mr. Horberg, and I've not been in good shape for the past two days." The other party lowered his posture.

But this is clearly not what Hoberg wants: "No one is not tired, Mr. Tang, I am tired, the photographer is tired, the gaffer is tired, the field staff is tired, the assistants are tired, everyone is tired!" If you want to rest, then hurry up and finish these shots so that I and everyone can rest. ”

He felt that his performance was perfect, and he successfully pointed everyone's finger at Sean, making them feel that this situation was caused by Sean. Therefore, as long as a little more spark is there to ignite the resentment in their hearts, they can successfully force Sean to a desperate situation.

Hoberg thought so happily until a voice rang out.

"You fucking know we're going to rest?" A burly figure walked into the set, "Since you fucking know we need it, and you still arrange so many things?!" ”

"How...... What's going on? Hoberg's head was a little unturned, and he knew the man in front of him, a field assistant who was in charge of operating the moving car.

"That's right, you said we needed to rest, so you still arrange such intensive work? I don't even know when the last time I took a break! Another man walked out, and Hoberg still knew, an assistant to the lighting team.

"He won't care about us people!"

"He only cares about himself!"

"Even Sean is so unkind, and he still expects him to think about us?!"

With them taking the lead, the surrounding staff spoke one after another, all with anger, which seemed to have accumulated for a long time, and the voices were getting louder and louder.

Hoberg looked at the angry people at a loss, no, this wasn't his script, weishenme they were all aimed at themselves and not Sean? It's like triumphantly lighting the fuse, full of desire to see the other party being blown to pieces, only to find that he is the one sitting on the gunpowder pile. Cold sweat ran down his back, and he vaguely felt as if he had overlooked something, and then, he saw Sean in the crowd, who was standing there quietly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.