Early in the morning, Al walked out of his small rented apartment in Queens, New York, reversed the subway for two hours, arrived at the door of the set half an hour early, bought a hot dog on the street, a copy of the New York Times of the day, and killed twenty minutes before sorting out the half-old suit and walking into the set with great ambition.

As soon as he entered the set, he felt a strong atmosphere that was very different from any crew he had run before—quiet, extraordinarily quiet.

Everyone, whether it's photography, props, or running around on the field, whether they're moving equipment or adjusting the lighting, keep their lips closed, keep their feet down, and don't make a sound.

He couldn't help but give Director Lynch a big thumbs up, it's great, is this the control of an international director!

Finally, a somewhat flustered footsteps came from far and near, so piercing in the quiet of the set, that Al sitting in the corner couldn't help but look up - it was a young girl, her red hair was scattered over her shoulders like flames, and her deep features were full of aggressive brightness and moving, which was not commensurate with it, but her big brown eyes were full of panic, like a fawn lost with its mother, helplessly stumbling in a primeval forest full of towering trees.

She stood at the door of the set and shouted tremblingly, "He's coming!"

In the next second, all the crew members in Al's sight stiffened, and then, everyone buried their heads lower together, as if they had used up all their attention in their hands, and they no longer had time to pay attention to other things in this world.

Al had no doubt that if there was a sudden earthquake in New York at this time, these people would continue to work until they collapsed along with the entire building.

Al couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, he had heard that Director Lynch had a strange temper and a very strong desire to control during filming, but the crew was in awe to such an extent - a simple "he is coming" trailer made everyone feel like a tiger, which was still much beyond his imagination.

After announcing this unfortunate news, the red-haired beauty looked around, saw the dressing room in the corner, and got into it, and before entering, he didn't forget to drop another sentence: "If he asks about me, he will say that I am putting on makeup!" ”

Al shrugged his shoulders, it's really interesting, this red-haired beauty, is she the heroine of this "Psychiatrist", how could she be stupid enough to use makeup to avoid the director!

After painting the makeup, it's not like coming out to shoot!

Soon, another new footstep came, this time the footsteps, calm, powerful, every time the footsteps fell, they were unswervingly telling everyone that he was really coming.

Once again, Al observed a strange phenomenon, which was obviously just the sound of a man's feet walking normally, but it caused the effect of the prehistoric giant beast running rampant, and every time he landed, the staff in the field of vision would tremble, as if the entire studio was constantly vibrating with that powerful footsteps.

Al can clearly feel that the atmosphere on the set is becoming more and more solemn, if when he first stepped into the set, there was only water flowing on the set, although there was resistance, but it would not be unbearable, then now, the flow in the set is all mercury—— which is not only difficult to move, but also depressingly unable to breathe.

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

Al subconsciously looked towards the door of the set, his eyes widened instantly, and a voice almost blurted out: "Ray, Leohhard!"

God, he is as handsome as the legend says!

He stood at the door of the set, there was no light behind him, his tall and straight figure was almost completely hidden in the darkness, but it was such a hazy shadow, but there were peaks and mountains above the side face, as if he had exhausted God's brush, and every edge and corner was perfectly suffocating.

Leohard stood at the door of the set, not moving, but his gaze was like substance, sweeping everyone in his field of vision little by little.

The airflow on the set froze again, evolving directly from mercury to plaster, and every staff member seemed to have become marble statues.

The marble statues shrunk their shoulders, as if they were afraid that the guy standing in the doorway would notice them.

"Newcomer" his gaze finally froze, his long legs opened, striding towards the corner, and as he walked, a marble statue seemed to be resurrected, although there was no sound at all, but there seemed to be countless sighs of relief in his ears.

When the tall figure was completely shrouded in front of Al, Al directly met the world's most intoxicating blue eyes, stunned for a moment, and then pointed to his nose in surprise and joy and asked, "I'm calling me Mr. Hamilton!"

Leohard looked the young man in front of him up and down, with brown hair, slightly curly, and light brown eyes, which inexplicably reminded people of some kind of rodent creature with a fluffy tail in the forest, honest and likable.

His eyes narrowed slightly: "You live in a small apartment of only ten pings in the West Side of New York"

Al almost jumped to his feet, and he asked in surprise and surprise, "Oh my God, sir, how do you know!"

Leohard didn't answer him right away, but continued: "Not long after graduating from college, a poor creature chasing dreams, well, has been making cameos in different crews for about a year-"

"Playing either a street drunk or a frustrated middle-aged office worker-"

With every word he spoke, Al's eyes widened a little, and after three sentences, Al's eyes couldn't have opened any bigger, and behind the two of them, the marble statues that had already woken up fell into a stiff state again—hell, did it start again?!

Al couldn't help but jump up and asked, "How do you know?" Oh my God, it's amazing! ”

Leohhard didn't answer Al's words, he put his hands in his pants pockets, looked up, sneered, looked at the young man in front of him condescendingly, and there was a string of merciless blows in his thin lips: "This is how you make your dreams come true?" After arriving at the crew, quietly hide in the corner, for fear of being seen, instead of actively expanding contacts? ”

"I see the photography over there, he has been in the industry for 20 years and has dealt with at least hundreds of directors, and he can get you a good role with one sentence."

The photographer's body stiffened, and he couldn't stop roaring in his heart, hell, what's the use of him knowing so many directors! Now he just wants to meet a colleague and throw his unlucky errand to the other party!!

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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)