After being slag, I became popular in the entertainment industry

Chen Zhiwen looked deeply into his eyes.

——Determination and perseverance, as well as a sudden longing for life, sometimes come so quickly and so incredible.

No one in the media in Licheng believes that Hubert can get up again and act well in a movie. Looking at the light blue pupils of the other party at this moment, Chen Zhiwen believes that in the not-too-distant future, Licheng will resume his career again. There is an Oleka best actor.

No one can stop this effort.

——Even if you think you are good and think about the other person's body and mental emotions, you can't.

He patted the other person on the shoulder, understanding that this was Hubert's choice, smiled slightly, and did not persuade him anymore.

Chen Zhiwen respects everyone who has a dream, even if Hubert had to be smashed to pieces for his dream, this is still worthy of respect.

"In that case, let's take a good rest while you're on standby."

A deep and magnetic voice slowly sounded in Hubert's ear.

Clenching the hot cup in his hand, Hubert stared blankly at Chen Zhiwen's leaving figure.

Hubert twitched his lips when he heard that the young director doubled the rest time of the film crew compared to other films.

After taking a sip of tea, she lowered her long eyelashes, and her pale and beautiful face carried a slightly complicated expression.

There was a slight blush on the tips of his ears, and he muttered to himself——

"I emphasized just now that I want to crawl out of the quagmire. Chen, you are always like this. This kind of imperceptible concern...it really makes people easy to regret and fall."

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After a short break, the crew started a new round of filming.

Following the very handsome director who was sitting on the chair said an action, the camera reopened, focusing on the computer room, focusing on Hubert's face.

Before entering the state, Hubert took a deep look at Chen Zhiwen. After the young director gave him an encouraging smile, he turned his head at this moment, and his restless heart somehow settled down. After a minute, he took a deep breath and plunged into the movie state.

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CITY OF NO MAN - Act 20 -

Under the black screen where everything was quiet, looking at the white words that suddenly appeared on the computer screen, the male protagonist York's face turned even paler.

——What is going on?

He thought so in his heart.

Looking at the word "truth", the hero York suddenly shuddered.

Just when he was hesitating and was about to press the two words with the mouse, the office phone suddenly came back, and his boss coldly called him into the office.

The man in the suit stared into his eyes, criticizing the code he made recently as useless, and even picking on the thorns, his words were full of disdain.

After being reprimanded for a while, the male protagonist York returned to the computer desk in a daze. His gaze paused, but he found that the series of texts had disappeared on the top of the computer screen, leaving only the chaotic text. Crash sound.

Clenching his fists in a daze, York turned his head and looked at the office, only to see that his superior seemed to be paying attention to his movements all the time.

His lips parted slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was warning something, and said softly——

"Don't think about it... don't try to explore, things you shouldn't explore."

York shuddered slightly.

Those blue eyes...like cameras from a higher dimension.

There are countless condescending souls hidden behind it.

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CITY OF NO MAN - Act 30 -

After a series of events, York has determined that he is not a lunatic... There is indeed something wrong with the world and the people around him.

I don't know how many times, the hero York can feel that there seems to be another consciousness hidden in his body, always trying to wake himself up inadvertently.

He has received many unusual "signals", but the people around him always interrupt his pursuit of the truth for various reasons.

was his boss while in the office;

After returning home, the male protagonist York received a strange call. Amidst the ringing phone, there was still a mechanical and steady tone, which seemed to have an ominous meaning.

"Are you willing to choose to accept the truth? Even though the truth may be more cruel than reality..."

The person on the phone hadn't finished asking, but at this moment, his little daughter came out of the bedroom with the teddy bear in her arms, looked at him with her head tilted, rubbed her eyes, and her voice sounded extraordinarily innocent.

"Dad, who are you answering in the middle of the night?"

York was stunned, looking at his little daughter's sweet smile as always, he just felt that such a coincidence made him feel chills all over.

And on the other end of the phone... there was no sound.

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CITY OF NO MAN - Act 35 -

"Honey, I think you need a long vacation. I have already asked your boss. You need to rest...I have tried to find a way to ask for leave for you and make an appointment with a psychiatrist. You should take a good rest..."

Half asleep and half awake, in York, he repeated his abnormal dream of losing his memory again, and questioned his wife in a breakdown. The wife frowned, looked at York with worried eyes, hugged her little daughter tightly, and called the police. Telephone.

Outside the window, the urgent siren sounded suddenly, which seemed so abrupt in this city.

"No... believe me... I'm not crazy! I'm not crazy!"

After struggling violently to no avail, the medicine pierced into the blue blood vessels in his neck, and York was tied up and sent to a mental hospital.

And when he entered the mental hospital, he accidentally saw some people around his age who were also controlled and sent in.

The voice of the man in the white robe with an extremely mechanical expression on his face also entered York's ears.

"Another awakened...the awakening rate has even reached 50%. It's really troublesome. It seems that more people have to be selected from the farm to play the role."

The man who looked like a doctor put his hands in his pockets and said coldly.

—Another...farm?What does it mean?

Seeing the cold tiled wall, anxiety and despair flashed through York's heart——

He vaguely realized... perhaps, the people in this ward were similar to him.

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CITY OF NO MAN - Act 40 -

— Here they are again, here they are again, here they are again...! !

In the ward, York was tied to the bed, and a group of people in white coats and masks who couldn't see the expressions on their faces walked into the mental hospital and injected the blue potion into his body.

He was in a daze for a while.

York could clearly feel the unusualness of this drug.

Not only did it have a calming effect, but what terrified him was...the drug actually had the function of "completing" memory!

Before that, all the fragmented memories appeared in York's mind one by one.

It was like piece by piece of a jigsaw puzzle, refilling the blank pages.

"No no no..."

He clearly knew that such a memory was something he had never experienced before. York gritted his teeth and tried to resist, to keep himself awake. The wave of memory swept more and more loudly, and even eroded all his previous love for the people around him and this world. The world doubts.

— There must be something wrong with this potion.

York thought desperately in his heart.

When he continued to be injected with the ice blue medicine for the last time, something seemed to happen outside the hospital, and the medical staff left in a hurry.

——No...it's absolutely impossible to go on like this, absolutely impossible!

Thinking about the fact that in his mind, it was like machine codes filling up a memory that didn't belong to him, so that he could get "complete". This terrible fact almost drove York crazy.

York, who still had a little consciousness, struggled hard, and used his teeth to tear off the injection needle on the back of his hand. A trace of blood appeared on the back of his hand, and replaced the medicine inside.

Fortunately, the group of medical staff who came again changed, and they didn't find any problems. The leader stared at York's eyes and directly signed a medical certificate confirming his discharge.

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CITY OF NO MAN - Act 50 -

"He should have been 'cured' and no longer a threat to us, right?"

Standing at the door with their daughter to greet the unconscious husband in a wheelchair, the wife asked in a worried tone.

The doctor looked at him with gray-blue eyes, nodded slowly, "I think so."

York, who was awake, opened his eyes in a daze.

He still felt a little unmotivated, and the memory of his admission to the mental hospital seemed to be deliberately blurred by someone.

"Honey……"

Outside the door was the voice of his wife cheering him sweetly, but the voice sounded different from the original sweet voice, it was very hoarse, and behind this voice came a series of noises, like insects flapping their wings Generally speaking.

York turned his head stiffly.

As his consciousness gradually became clear, the scenery in the room also changed. On the original clean and clean white walls, there were extremely dirty blood stains.

The door was opened slowly.

At that moment, his face turned pale instantly, a strong surge of stomach acid, and the constant desire to vomit stimulated his brain.

In the mental hospital, the effect of his behavior of replacing the last drug.

Because, the one standing in front of him was not the wife he remembered at all...it was not the gentle blonde woman at all...

It was an ugly, huge insect.

His scarlet compound eyes, his head tilted slightly, his sickle-like sharp tentacles hanging down, flickering, and as the insects came in, bursts of debris were raised on the ground.

"Honey... are you sick?"

The insect said in a worried voice.

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"cut——"

After the 50th act of "Borderless City" ended, Chen Zhiwen's voice slowly sounded from behind the camera.

The crew breathed a sigh of relief, and they never stopped during the tense filming process.

What Chen Zhiwen is shooting this time is a large-scale sci-fi film, which has more requirements for the number of technical staff, and has recruited a lot of experienced people. Like Zhicheng, their emotions have never been so tense.

——This kind of involuntary feeling of being intoxicated...is far inferior to the atmosphere of other directors' crews.

"Hey, Chen, although the special effects are not finished yet, I dare say that the scene just now will scare the people in the movie theater to death! Who dares to say that Borderlands is a bad movie?"

Chief photography director James Johnson gave Chen Zhiwen a thumbs up.

Chen Zhiwen smiled slightly after hearing this, and walked to the special effects team.

He stood behind the little curly-haired Michelle, looking at the special effects screen processed in the little curly-haired computer.

Just now, the male protagonist York played by Hubert was sitting in a wheelchair, his face covered with long curly hair was pale, as if he was desperately enduring his own fear, his teeth clenched Bite, forced a smile.

If this scene is seen in a movie theater, it is estimated that many viewers will indeed exclaim in fear as James Johnson said.

On the set, this terrifying scene was actually quite ridiculous when it was shot.

Because, in front of Hubert was a relatively rough large-scale insect model, which was placed there like a sculpture.

Only on the special effects screen of the little curly Michelle, it will move and be given a uglier appearance.

"In order to fit the image of cyberpunk, the insect's skin can be turned into a green-blue look... Yes, to make it more terrifying and creepy."

Chen Zhiwen stood behind Michelle and pointed to the screen.

As the young director approached, the warm breath sprayed on his earlobe, causing a slight tingling itch in his heart, and the little curly-haired Michelle couldn't help being distracted.

This is the first time he participated in Chen Zhiwen's film production as a member of Chen Zhiwen's team.

It's hard to imagine what kind of emotions are surging in the heart of little curly Michelle.

This is not like when Shengru Xiahua was filming at that time... He could only be a strange bystander, afraid of affecting Chen Zhiwen, carefully watching Rommel Sirius, who was the leading actor at that time, with an intimacy attitude, borrowed With the poor excuse of discussing the starring script, he inadvertently held Chen Zhiwen's waist, and looked at Chen Zhiwen with strong possessive eyes.

——I wish I could have more, more contact with Chen...

Those eyes that were always clear and shy, like a shallow stream, flickered slightly, passing a trace of dull emotion.

After a while, the face dotted with small freckles smiled idiotically, "Okay, okay, Chen."

Chen Zhiwen smiled and touched Michelle's head.

The slender fingers gently raised his light brown curly hair.

Obviously, this young man has graduated from college in one year, and he is even better than most adults. Holding 40% of the shares of streaming media under King Power Films, the little curly-haired Michelle can already be called He can be regarded as a successful person in the film industry, but when facing himself, the shyness is still very strong.

Let Chen Zhiwen always have a bit of teasing him.

It's like returning to Licheng Institute of Technology.

"And the processing of this image, where this insect disguised as his wife is approaching Hubert, zooming in on its compound eyes, facing the camera, like this."

Just when the young director pointed at the computer screen again, the little curly-haired Michelle opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

As if raising her head unconsciously, her soft lips gently brushed against Chen Zhiwen's fingertips.

The inadvertent touch of fingertips and lips formed an unconscious tingling sensation.

Let each other feel the "accident" this time.

- This kid...

Chen Zhiwen slightly raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the little curly-haired Michelle who was a little panicked, as if he had accidentally done something wrong.

"Hold, I'm sorry...Chen." The little curly-haired Michel timidly apologized.

Chen Zhiwen squinted his eyes, and just about to say something, a slightly lowered voice came from behind.

"...Chen, pay attention to the distance, this is the studio."

Behind, the man with seaweed curls and long hair has been looking at it for an unknown amount of time.

He held a cup of hot tea in his hand, and the curling steam was steaming, obviously just brewed not long ago.

——It was obviously intended to be passed to Chen Zhiwen again.

There seemed to be something suppressed in the eyes that always looked decadent and melancholy.

"Don't get too close to the insignificant special effects crew, it won't do you any good, Chen."

The author has something to say: something is a little late today~ There should be another update later~mua!

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