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When Lu Yunkai was preparing to go abroad, Jiang Xing had already returned to the crew of "Sunset" and continued to play his role conscientiously.

As the filming progressed, the full picture of the script of "Sunset" gradually emerged: he had a car accident, was on the verge of death several times during the operation, and finally woke up. For Zeng Liang, it was not the end of the nightmare, but a new one. The birth of a nightmare.

As I said before, the car accident caused indelible damage to this long-distance running star. From now on, as long as he exerts force on one leg, he will feel unbearable pain.

Then he retired from the training team and quarreled repeatedly with his family because of a leg injury. Finally, at the time of the worst outbreak, Zeng Liang left the family, carried a backpack, and set foot in society.

Of course, the plot of a few thin pages in the script is spent on the movie, which is 10 minutes per page.

However, the audience in the movie theater only watched 10 minutes. During the filming, it is not known how many days it will take to perfect it.

From starting the machine to receiving the award at the Golden Tiger Awards, and then returning from the Golden Tiger Awards ceremony to shoot again, Ling Ling always has a total of more than ten days of shooting schedule, but now Yu Kexin and Jiang Xing are still grinding The original plot of Zeng Liang waking up from the brink of death.

In fact, this time, the scenes of waking up from the hospital and just leaving the hospital have already been filmed at length, and I am ready to continue.

But after the filming was finished, Yu Kexin was alone in the screening room and watched the filmed items back and forth several times, the more he watched, the more angry he became, and finally he directly deleted all the filmed things with one click, and then he didn’t wait for the first time The next day, the accompanying assistant called and told the entire crew to start over that night!

The people in the crew are pretty good. In fact, they are dumbfounded at most.

When it was Jiang Xing's turn, Yu Kexin personally instructed his assistant to catch him in front of him and scolded him from head to toe for half an hour in a non-repetitive shrew swearing gesture!

The focus is on "near-death experience" and "traumatic pain".

Yu Kexin said: "The reason why I called you here is to see that you just survived an accident and recovered well. Otherwise, I have to find you? Come again, if you don't take pictures of this feeling, you will Pack up my bed and get out!"

Jiang Xing: "..."

Fortunately, he didn't have to shoot directly after being scolded, and he could still have... Jiang Xing, who returned to his hotel room, glanced at the clock. It is now 09:30 in the evening, and tomorrow's shooting starts at [-]:[-] in the morning. In other words, after deducting the six hours of sleep, he can still have four and a half hours to solve the problem.

This time shooting 0021 has already said that the system will not be opened and no prompts will be given. Fortunately, Jiang Xing was not really slow-witted when shooting.

So even though he was scolded like a grandson just now, Jiang Xing did find a way to give himself some "near-death experience" and "traumatic memory".

Back in his room, Jiang Xing was not in a hurry to start. He first changed into a set of plaid pajamas, and then rolled up his sleeves while walking into the bathroom to fill the bathtub.

0021 looked a little strange, it asked: [Don't you usually not use the bathtub very much? ]

When Jiang Xing stayed in the hotel, he usually used the nozzle directly. He listened to 0021 talking now, and replied: [This time is not a bath, it is needed for work. ]

0021: [Need for work? ]

[I plan to experience the feeling of dying while suffocating, and then you will pay attention to the time and pull me up. ] Jiang Xing said it simply and simply.

[…] 0021, it calmly, [I have no hands. ]

[But you are high-tech, can you monitor changes in my body data at any time? ] Jiang Xing has been thinking about this for a long time, [When my physical data reaches a dangerous level, or when my consciousness is a little fuzzy, you start calling me, and then I will use my willpower Struggling out—]

[You are joking? ] 0021.

Jiang Xing pointed to the bathtub that had already been filled with water, saying that he was definitely not joking.

Then he said before he plunged in: [I think, in fact, drowning yourself in a bathtub is also a very difficult thing, don't you think? ]

Then, he simply and neatly plunged into the bathtub!

0021: […]

0021: The host... will always refresh the cognition of the system.

Since drowning yourself in a bathtub is difficult, we can infer that experiencing near-death sensations in a bathtub is also difficult.

At the very beginning, Jiang Xing repeatedly threw his head into the bathtub several times, but he always felt pain in his chest and lungs after about 2 minutes, and couldn't help raising his head to draw air.

So after a few times, Jiang Xing didn't feel the so-called "near-death experience" at all except that his head, face, clothes and floor were wet and embarrassed...

Jiang Xing himself knew the problem.

He sat by the bathtub helplessly, and said to himself: "This is a psychological factor, the human body naturally pursues air..."

He didn't talk to 0021 either, he just sat alone for a while, deliberately trying to calm himself down completely, and then plunged his head into the water again.

This time he didn't deliberately hold his breath.

He buried his respiratory organs underwater as if he was doing a very ordinary thing.

He starts to think about things.

There are miscellaneous things, some about filming, some about the company, some about my friends, and some about Lu Yunkai...

Time seems to be stretched, and it seems to be shortened.

He was well aware of the lack of oxygen in his body.

At first, I could endure it, but after a few seconds, every cell in my body and every nerve in my brain began to tremble, trembling for the nutrients necessary for the survival of the human body——

If Jiang Xing still had his own rationality at this time and knew what he was doing, then in the next second, like an instant, Jiang Xing suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Rationality seems to turn into something visible to the naked eye and touchable. Slowly, like a belt, it flows out and disappears from my mind and body.

The chest cavity was always hurting due to lack of oxygen, but until now, the pain gradually drifted away, just like reason.

Jiang Xing felt something, but couldn't grasp the real feeling.

He seemed to be floating in the clouds, and his surroundings felt blurred.

He felt that he had forgotten something, and felt that there was nothing worth caring about.

He has been, seems to have been, moving forward...

Then--

"Whoa!--"

Jiang Xing was suddenly thrown out of the bathtub by an unknown force!

He seemed to have lost all his strength, his arms hit the edge of the bathtub first, then he slid down, and his back fell to the floor again.

He seemed to be in a daze for a while, and then a dazzling and scattered white light appeared in his vision, and the feeling gradually emerged, and the first moment that emerged was pain and fear that was almost breathless!

Before he himself noticed it, his body was already curled up, his hands were already grasping the clothes on his chest, he arched his body and opened his mouth, trying to breathe, but the air never entered the trachea——

0021's steady voice came in precisely at this moment: [Listen to me, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale————]

After a second of stagnation, the airflow was finally absorbed by the lung lobes.

With the air, the nerves, muscles, and everything in the body in his mind were relieved, and Jiang Xing slowly regained his calm.

But he was still a little sluggish.

He ignored 0021, stood up suddenly after he had been in a daze for a while, walked to the table outside, and wrote a lot with the pen and paper he had prepared a long time ago—at least Jiang Xing himself was here. Sometimes I feel that I have written a lot.

After finishing writing, he did not slow down.

But he did what he set out to do in the first place: experience the near-death feeling, document the near-death feeling, and rest to prepare for tomorrow's shoot.

He is now on his third assignment.

With the hair and clothes of the chicken coop on, he lay on the bed, wrapped himself in a quilt, and fell asleep.

0021: […]

Do you want to wake someone up?

Can you scream?

But you'll catch a cold tomorrow, right?

Speaking of which, there is still the content written on the paper...

A night's rest seems to pass in the blink of an eye.

When Xiao Liu, who lived in another room, ran over to knock on the door for the second time the next morning, Jiang Xing struggled to wake up from his dream.

The first time he woke up, he didn't feel like he had rested for a night, but like he stayed up all night and filmed for three nights.

Because of the soreness in his body, he raised his hand and pressed his forehead, and then he understood in a second.

"I have a cold..." Jiang Xing sat up from the bed wrapped in the quilt, but then he was shivered by the cold, and then he felt wet and sticky on his body again. He lifted the quilt and looked, only to find that he I fell asleep without changing my clothes, and covered myself in the quilt all night, almost mold.

[how do you feel? ] 0021 Ask in due course.

[It feels... okay. ] Jiang Xing said, [It's not too serious, maybe it will get better with some medicine. ]

He walked down from the bed as he spoke, shaking slightly before standing still when he got out of bed.Then he thought about the continuation of the experience he wrote after experiencing the near-death feeling last night, so he walked to the desk and picked it up——

Jiang Xing: "..."

Jiang Xing was incredulous: "What the hell did I write?"

0021 saw it last night, but it doesn't prevent it from taking another look at this time.

It is indeed a "ghost thing". When writing yesterday, Jiang Xing probably had a lot of keywords to record, but at that time he was in a daze, and he could remember that such a task had already been completed. It's not easy, but the plan is complete, but when it's implemented, it's the same as sleeping in wet clothes.

In Jiang Xing's memory, he wrote down the key words.

But what is concretely implemented on the paper is just a circle of meaningless twisted lines, and a circle after a circle. At first glance, it is just an elliptical irregular ball of wire, but after a long time, it looks like...

[A small skull and another small skull? ] 0021 sounded.

[Hmm... still an abstract face. ] Jiang Xing said.

[Forget about it,] he said helplessly, and put the notebook back on the table, [Anyway, the point is that I have already experienced and remembered that feeling. ]

At this time, the door was knocked for the third time, and the assistant Xiao Liu called out wonderingly: "Brother Jiang? Are you awake? It's about time to start preparing for breakfast, then make up and start shooting."

"Get up." Jiang Xing said, walked over and opened the door, and changed himself into dry clothes before opening the door.

But even so, Xiao Liu was still taken aback when he came in and saw Jiang Xing: "Brother Jiang, why do you look so bad?"

"Is it bad?" Jiang Xing had already walked into the bathroom to brush his teeth at this time, he said vaguely, "I have a bit of a cold, maybe I have a bad complexion after catching a cold."

"Have a cold?" Xiao Liu took it very seriously, and his nerves tensed all of a sudden, "Brother Jiang, I'll call the room service to have breakfast brought over, and I'll go buy some medicine? Should I tell Director Yu to pause the filming... ..."

"Don't scold me." Jiang Xing finished washing his face at this time, he took a towel, wiped his face and smiled, "Now you dare to tell Director Yu that I won't shoot, and Director Yu can cut you into slices Throw it into the river. Go get breakfast, and I’ll go down to shoot after I’m done eating—you don’t need to buy medicine, this disease is still timely, and it just fits the development of the plot.”

Xiao Liu hesitated for a moment.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, I'll order breakfast." Xiao Liu hurriedly agreed, but after walking out, he quietly called Chen Liang, told Jiang Xing's situation on the phone, and asked Chen Liang if we want to come here Take the initiative to communicate with the director to avoid Jiang Xing's condition from getting worse.

Chen Liang said, "How old is Jiang Xing?"

"Uh?"

"He can handle such things by himself, don't think he is easy to talk, just treat him like a three-year-old kid and help him make decisions about everything." After Chen Liang finished speaking briefly, he hung up the phone directly.

Xiao Liu, who called to ask for instructions and got scolded, didn't dare to do anything more. He honestly followed Jiang Xing's order to order breakfast, and an hour later, Jiang Xing, who had finished breakfast and put on makeup, showed up on time. On the set.

Now, the shoot starts from scratch.

This scene is the moment when Zeng Liang woke up from the operation in a car accident.

In the post-processing of filming, various perspectives and props will be added, and the audience's attention will be rendered by the surroundings, which will also be distracted.

But during the current filming, everyone's attention was only on Jiang Xing.

At this moment, Jiang Xing was feeling what he experienced last night.

It doesn't need too many memories, that kind of very clear and clear memory comes to my heart, as if this feeling has been carved deep in my heart with a knife.

If the camera was closer, everyone could see that Jiang Xing's fingers and arms were shaking slightly and uncontrollably while lying on the bed.

He opened his eyes.

Dazedly, but also like remaining in shock, he slowly scanned his surroundings.

His movements were slow.

It was as if he had just left the water last night and was able to breathe air. Although everything was on track, his soul was still detained in another world——

Fragments are flashing in his mind.

Most are a blur.

But there are also a few that are slightly clearer.

The suddenly approaching tree, the heavy blow, the pain.

distortion.

dark.

uncertain.

red, blood.

Red, flame.

His pupils are dilated.

The trembling of his body became more obvious.

It was obvious that the people around him started to commotion, the lights flickered randomly, the white clothes, and the white light reflected into his eyes one by one.

That's not like a hospital.

Yes, it's not like a hospital.

It's like one by one, moving, skeletons.

The shooting of this scene is over.

Jiang Xing came down from the operating table, and was talking to the screenwriter because of the actions he added temporarily; Yu Kexin was sitting behind the camera, watching the short clip of just a few minutes just like a baby, watching it over and over again, watching After ten times, watch No.11 again!

After he finally woke up from the shock just now, he had already leaned close to Jiang Xing's side, softly, and asked warmly: "I see that your complexion is not very good today, how is it? Is it a cold? What, it's a cold." !"

He immediately became furious at Xiao Liu: "How do you take care of your artist! If he loses a hair, can you afford it! You know he is sick and you don't come to tell me? I can call right away He's on an IV!!!"

After scolding, Yu Kexin didn't want to ask someone for instructions like Xiao Liu, so he immediately called the hospital and asked the hospital to send someone over to Jiang Xing for diagnosis and treatment!

After the phone call was over, Yu Kexin helped Jiang Xing take a blanket and covered him very gently, and then made a cup of ginger tea for the other party with his own hands, and said, "Come on, ah, take a sip, go to the cold, we Take a good shot, look, I knew you could do it, my sweet baby~"

Jiang Xing: "..."

But in short, the filming of this scene is over...