Rebirth of Super Red Star

"cut!"

"Come again."

"cut!"

"Come again!"

"cut!!"

"Again—come—"

Rumbling, there was a burst of thunder in the sky, and the surrounding light completely dimmed.

Waves beat against the concrete pillars under the breakwater, causing splashes that wet Cheng Le's clothes, but he still sat on the guardrail facing the sea without moving.

Counting the one that was cut at the beginning, in just ten minutes, he had eaten ng eight times.

Every time, Xia Tong called to stop the filming at the beginning, pointing out that his performance was too superficial and amateurish, and his words and emotions became more and more intense.

But Cheng Le doesn't blame her, it's not that he is generous, but that he knows where his problems lie.

When he was filming a love story with Lin Fengyi before, the replacement method he came up with failed.There is only one reason, that is, he can't imagine, and he doesn't even want to think about it, what Liu Feng looks like when he dies!

Rumbling--

There was another muffled thunder explosion above the head, and crackling raindrops fell, turning from small to large and quickly covering the sky.

None of the crew members moved, no one dared to tease Xia Tong's beard at this moment.Besides, both the people and the machines at the scene were prepared to protect against the rain. At this moment, Cheng Le was the only one who was drenched by the rain.

Chang Ji took out an umbrella and wanted to go there, but was stopped by Xia Tong.That look made the staff who noticed her dare not make a sound.

She stood by the monitor, looked quietly in Cheng Le's direction, took a deep breath, and sat down on the director's seat with a straight face without urging her.With one hand resting on the armrest of the seat to support his chin, he looked at Cheng Le's back thoughtfully, thinking about how to guide Cheng Le's emotions.

But she didn't know that Cheng Le, who was sitting on the railing and was drenched by the rain, had closed his eyes while looking at the sea.

He was thinking about how to break the current deadlock and film this scene to meet Xia Tong's requirements.

In the previous few times, he tried his best to constantly switch positions, using the death of his familiar comrades to arouse his emotions, but he kept being cut.Could it be... Could it be that he could only hint at himself, imagining the moment of Liu Feng's death? !

boom -

He closed his eyes tightly amidst the thunder, and the bean-heavy rain hit his face.Cheng Le's eyelashes trembled, and a dark red color faintly diffused in the darkness.

Liu Feng's handsome figure and familiar smiling face appeared in his mind, but the next moment he was pierced by a bullet shot from nowhere.

Cheng Le's body trembled, his brows were furrowed, he focused on Liu Feng's injured part and realized that it was not enough.He tried his best to suppress his rationality, imagining that more and more bullets would be shot at Liu Feng, but he changed direction every time the bullets approached Liu Feng's vitals.

After more than a dozen attempts, half of his body was already stained red with blood in his mind, which was almost driving him crazy.He really didn't have the courage to accept this person's death, even if he thought about it.

boom!

"Hey! Did you see that?! Was that... the wind just now?"

Everyone in the "Cubicle" crew, including Xia Tong, is waiting for Cheng Le to enter the state.A sudden explosion shook the rainwater around Cheng Le's body, startling them.

Fortunately, the wind and rain were heavy and the visibility was low. Those who witnessed the scene just now thought it was the effect of the wind and didn't think about other aspects.

Without realizing it, Cheng Le escaped the crisis of exposure ability, and continued to immerse himself in consciousness to force himself, imagining Liu Feng's death.

From the bullet at the beginning to the present, he deduced the injury he saw at the [-] Research Institute last time.

Those shrapnel and those wounds can be said to have brought Liu Feng infinitely close to death.Every time he thought of it, every time he recalled the scene he saw at that time, his heart constricted and ached.

But this is not enough!Thinking of these things, he just wants to cry, the pain that goes deep into his heart and comes from the soul, which is far from meeting Xia Tong's request.He has to work harder!He has to work harder!Didn't you learn the method of self-suggestion to regulate emotions when you were serving in the x brigade in the last world?

So why is he still hesitating now?Use it!Just use it!

Rumbling--

I don't know if the thunder in the sky coincides with the gunfire in my head, or the auditory hallucinations capture the imagined sound in my mind.

Cheng Le's body shook for a while, and he let go of the concrete guardrail with both hands and hugged his chest.

His body soaked in rain and sea water trembled and curled up in a pitiful state. A feeling of sadness, emptiness and unloveliness emerged from his body and began to affect the emotions of everyone around him.

On the director's seat, Xia Tong, who had been paying attention to Cheng Le, jumped to the ground in shock, grabbed a camera and quickly ran to Cheng Le's side, capturing his current emotions.

She realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.With this scene, keeping this scene, and digging out this scene, Cheng Le's hero in the movie "Cubicle" can be sublimated with this shot!

"Cheng Le, I miss you."

"..."

"Cheng Le, I'm sorry."

"..."

"Chengle..."

boom--

I love you.

"what-----"

The scene in front of him was stained red with blood, and the pitch-black sea turned into blood in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Le opened his eyes, unable to forget the scene that appeared in his mind.The shells that fell from the sky tore Liu Feng's body, making him completely lost, and he didn't even listen to his last words.

He raised his head, with a ferocious expression, roaring at the sea, fighting against the wind and the rain and the sea.The expression of extreme pain and madness, formed a sharp sword when it converged to the eyes.The blatant murderous intent and the feeling of not being able to shed even a single tear was shocking. Anyone who saw it could feel his pain and forgive him for anything he did afterwards.

"cut!"

"Very good! Receive—"

Pfft!

"Cheng Le?! Come quickly! What are you doing?! Cheng Le fell into the sea! Pull him up! Pull him up!"

February [-]th, [-], the day before the Lunar New Year.

It is actually not accurate to say that it was the day before, and it will be more than ten hours at most.From [-] o'clock in the evening, CCTV's Spring Festival Gala will be broadcast, and this traditional Chinese festival that has been passed down from ancient times to the present will officially begin to celebrate.

At that time, the whole family will gather together, old and young, to welcome the arrival of the new year together.

Those with family members and those with conditions, no matter how difficult it is, will rush home on this day and stay with their family and relatives.However, there are also some people who have family and affection but cannot return, and must continue to stick to their posts.

The most typical example is the soldiers in the army. On this day, most of them still stay in their own troops.The heavier the responsibility and the more special the nature, the more so it is, just like the X brigade where Liu Feng is now.

"Yes, hang the lantern higher here. Let me take a look... It's all right, come down, and call it a day."

At 06:30 in the afternoon, the canteen of brigade x that can accommodate up to 800 people is fully open.

The interior decoration is full of festive atmosphere, with ribbons, lanterns, Spring Festival couplets, and blessing characters, all of which are ready for the officers and soldiers of the base to have dinner together later.

Not counting the logistics personnel, there are currently only more than 400 front-line combatants in the X Brigade.Each of them is a top soldier king, and each of his top strengths ranks in the forefront of the entire army.It is not an easy task to convince these people, that is to say, several squadron leaders can do it with their superior strength.

To put it in a less polite way, the soldiers who can serve in this base do not have a simple role.Both tactical thinking and tactical skills have their own advantages.

"Lao Liu, why are you going? The cafeteria has made dumplings and you don't want to leave before you eat some? Those bastards who are having dinner at night are making a lot of trouble. It's impossible to eat in peace."

After decorating the restaurant environment and ordering the team members to put away the tools, Gu Guanghe noticed that Liu Feng, who had come to help, walked to the door of the cafeteria, and quickly stopped him to teach him his experience as someone who had been there.

Liu Feng heard the voice, but did not stop.

He has more important things to do than eat dumplings to fill his stomach.

Today was New Year's Eve, so it was rare for the base management to return his phone to him.Although it was out of battery when it was delivered to you, you can still talk with the charger.

What's more, he got his mobile phone at noon, plugged in the charger, and is busy now.The battery must have been fully charged when I go back now, just in time for him to pay New Year's greetings to Cheng Le. It's been a long time since I've seen each other, and it's good to listen to the voice when I don't see anyone, he almost wants to die.

Running and jumping along the way, Liu Feng excitedly ran to the bottom of the dormitory and walked to the floor where the squadron leader lived.

When I went upstairs, I occasionally met a few soldiers from other squadrons and greeted them from time to time.

In the past few months since he came to the x brigade, he has grown from being rejected by people because he didn't adapt to it at the beginning, to now he has overwhelmed those people with his own strength.

Than tactical recuperation?

Yes, see the real chapter in the deduction room.

than personal ability?

No problem, all kinds of equipment, obstacle course, hand-to-hand combat, guns and daggers, you can choose whatever you want.

It doesn't matter if you don't like me, wait until you beat me.Over the past few months, his strength has improved rapidly, although he dare not say that he is better than the previous five squadron leaders without using his abilities.But according to his own feeling, his current skills are not far behind those strong men.

From the first floor to the seventh floor, just 30 seconds.

Liu Feng came to the door of his dormitory, opened and closed the door, rushed into the living room, picked up the phone, unplugged the charger, and prepared to dial.

While taking off his shoes, he pressed the dial button, clamped the phone between his shoulders and ears, and listened to the beeping sound from the receiver with a smile on his face.

But at this moment, his expression froze for a moment, his ears moved and his mouth slowly opened, and the expression on his face was both incredulous and unbelievable.

As for why...

It's very simple, it's close at hand, the familiar ringing of the phone came from the dormitory suite, his bedroom.

It was like he saw a ghost, holding the phone and running into the bedroom, ignoring the shoe on his right foot, looking in horror and amazement at the figure that should not have appeared in front of his eyes, but actually appeared in front of him.

He rubbed his eyes, opened his mouth, pointed at the man and wanted to say something, but couldn't make a sound for a long time.

It wasn't until the man stood up from his bed and walked towards him that he took a step back and hit the door frame with his shoulder, holding the words in his throat for a long time before he found the exit.

"Chengle?!"

"I, fuck! Why are you here!?"

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